“Who the fuck are you?” Dodge growls. I have a gun in each hand—one to his head and one to hers. I motion to Switch with one of them, to take over with Dodge. He moves quickly, coming to pull the fucker away from the girl. Her shirt is pulled down, her hardened nipples poking up at me. I lean down, suck one into my mouth and let it pop free.
“You should pick better fuck buddies,” I tell her before grabbing her shoulder and jerking her off the wall. There’s still lust dancing in her drunken eyes. Hell, I can smell her arousal but for this fuck? She doesn’t look the type. Shoving her against the opposite wall, I move to lock the door. When I turn back, Switch has Dodge on his knees in the middle of the room.
“What the fuck is this?” Dodge roars.
“This is what we were sent to do. Although I think we should have a little more fun. I think we should fuck your girl first and then kill you,” I tell him, looking at the girl. She’s pretty, a little different with her colored haired and piercings, but she’s cute. I wouldn’t have pictured her with this kind of guy.
“You don’t know shit,” Dodge growls. I move toward the girl watching her eyes as I get closer. I don’t know how drunk she is, but she doesn’t really seem afraid of us which interests me. I reach up and run my finger down her collarbone, loving how she shudders.
“What do you think, darlin’? Should we give your man a show?” Leaning in, I let my lips brush over her cheek, listening to her gasp in response. Heat spirals out of control through me.
“She’s not eve—” I don’t let him finish. I wave my hand in the air and Switch silences the idiot. Turning my attention back to her, I let my hand roam down her side and between her thighs. She’s fucking soaked, and that alone causes me to growl low in my throat.
“Do it,” she says when I don’t touch her pussy. I’m barely skimming her wet thigh but when my eyes meet hers, I can see just how turned-on she is.
“Hey, Switch. You want this kill?”
“Fuckin’ right, I do.” I chuckle at his answer. Reaching into my pocket, I grab my wallet and pull a condom free. Sticking it between my teeth, I shove my wallet in my pocket and my jeans to the floor. Ripping the packet open, I slide it down my already rock-hard length and smirk at the girl. I was ready for a kill, but this is ten times better. Fuck the girl while her old man gets killed? Hell yeah. I grab her and spin her, so my back is against the wall.
“Bend over!” I roar, shoving her forward. Switch already has his knife out and is ready to begin. I thrust into her soaked pussy just as Switch stabs the knife into Dodge’s shoulder. Both Dodge and the girl scream in unison. Dodge’s eyes move to her, and I chuckle as I grip her hips and plunge into her.
“You’re makin’ a goddamn mistake!” He roars when Switch stabs him again. “Trina!” Her head pulls back and I know she’s looking at him—all the better for me. Wrapping my hand in the back of her long hair, I tug roughly so that she has no choice but to watch him while I fuck her. Each thrust of my hips correlates with a stab of the knife. It feels so fucking good and when she clenches around me, the air is sucked from my lungs. I grunt and groan until I feel her ready to explode. It takes seconds for her to come and me to follow. I roar just as Switch stabs him again. Blood splatters around the room—some hitting me, some hitting her. I pull out and release her as her body falls to the floor on her hands and knees. I pull the condom off and toss it at the bloody pile that Switch made in the middle of the room. Tucking myself back into my jeans, I adjust my cut and smirk at the mess he made.
“Have fun?”
“It’s always fun when it’s a piece of shit asshole like him,” he responds, kicking the fucker’s arm. I nod my head and roll my shoulders before dragging the girl back to her feet. I straighten out her clothes and spin her to look at me. Gripping her face in my hands, I force her to focus on me.
“You have fun?”
“Your dick is huge,” she slurs while smiling. She is very fucking drunk.
“Your boyfriend is dead. Tomorrow when you remember all this, you make sure you tell the prez that shit’s under control, yeah?” She smirks and bites her lip before a laugh bubbles out of her throat.
“He isn’t my man! Look at him!” She turns and looks over her shoulder before shrugging. “Well, you can’t really look at him now but before you could. Didn’t you see him?”
“Yeah, we saw him. We saw you about to get fucked by the piece of shit, too,” Switch adds.
“Well, yeah because my bastard boyfriend was up there with some whore. I was going to show him who the boss was, but that didn’t work.”
“What the fuck are you talkin’ about? So, Dodge isn’t your old man?” She shakes her head laughing. “Who the fuck is?”
“He isn’t my old man! Do you see a tattoo or cut? No, you don’t. I’m no one’s,” she yells before laughing again.
“Who are you here with?”
“Ash. That loser-ass piece of shit. I thought he loved me, you know?” I shove her back a step and run my hand through my hair.
“Shit,” I hiss under my breath.
“You fucked the wrong girl.” Switch chuckles and wipes his hands on a towel.
“Fuck off. Call the prospects to clean this up.”
“What are we doin’ with her?” he asks, nodding toward the girl. I look down into her big glossy eyes and shake my head.
“Nothin’. Send her ass back to the party.”
“Just like that?” he asks. I nod my head.
“Just like that.” I reach up and adjust her shirt while she stares up at me. I fix the top, so it covers her tits before spinning her around and slapping her ass, shoving her toward the door.
“You were the best fuck I’ve had in a long time,” she slurs.
“I don’t doubt that, sweetheart. You’re playin’ for the wrong team,” I tell her, following her to the door.
“Can we do it again?” she asks as she stumbles forward.
“Not today. In fact, when your man finds out you fucked a Royal Devil, you’ll probably be dead.”
“Well, shit.” Pulling the door open, I shove her ass back out into the hallway, hoping like hell she finds her way back up to the party. If not, not my problem.
“You think that was a good idea?”
“Which part?”
“All of it. You fucked a Kings MC’s bitch and sent her packin’ after seein’ what we did here. You don’t think she’s gonna say somethin’?” Switch is on edge and I can understand that.
“Did you see her? She wanted to fuck again. I don’t think she’ll remember half of this tomorrow.”
“Damn well better not.” Shaking my head, I pull out a cigarette and light it up while we wait on the prospects.
7
Katrina
“I’m dead,” I groan as I roll onto my side. My head pounds and my stomach rolls. I was so drunk last night.
“I’m dead with you,” Abby whines on the other side of the bed. We came home and crashed after the little situation in the basement. I should have been disgusted with what I saw, but sadly that wasn’t the worst thing that happened in my life. Of course, it freaked me out after I sobered up some, but once I got back upstairs and found Abby, we hauled ass out of there. She thankfully was too drunk to notice the blood that was splattered all over my clothes and my arms. I was thankful for that, too. I didn’t really want to explain to her what happened down there. I didn’t see Ash when we left either and that sort of pissed me off a little.