“That’s bullshit,” Vinny exploded, taking a threatening step toward me. Tito wisely grabbed his arm and kept him away from me. I was a little disappointed since I was looking forward to beating Vinny’s ass into the ground. “You’ve only known her a day! If you claimed her, you forced her!”
I scoffed. “You’ve got that ass-backwards, motherfucker. You were the one trying to force Erin. Silver Saints don’t pull that kind of shit.”
Tito assessed me in silence for a minute, then looked at Mac. “If it’s true she belongs to Patriot now, we’ll keep to the law and be on our way—shut your fucking mouth!” he turned and shouted at Vinny when he tried to interrupt. Red-faced, Tito took a deep breath and spoke to Mac again. “Just wanna see for myself before I go.”
Mac’s gaze shifted to me, and I knew what he was asking without him having to speak. He waited in silence, while I contemplated the question hanging between us. He wanted me to bring Erin to the office, to put her in the same space as this sleaze. He was asking me to be okay with putting her in a situation where she would feel unsafe and scared. LIke I said, I trusted him. But still, I glanced around the room, looking at my brothers and gaining a nod from each one. They were pledging to protect my woman. Finally, I dropped my hands to my sides and clenched my fists. “Left her in bed. Send an old lady.”
Mac’s eyes drifted to the vest on the desk and I shook my head. He picked up his cell and dialed a number. “Baby, bring Erin to my office now,” he demanded, then hung up. As intended, Tito’s eyes gleamed with a little more respect for my Prez. The Silver Saints were rumored to be good to their women, but we maintained appearances in front of other MCs so they didn’t think of us as soft. The Silver Saints name inspired fear and respect, which gave us even more power to wield. And it kept our families safe.
Bridget appeared in the doorway a few minutes later and waited to be called into the room. Erin followed close behind. She looked frightened until she spotted me, then the fear began to melt away.
“Come here, Cherry.” She immediately walked to my side, and I gave her ass a little pat to let her know I appreciated it.
“She’s not wearing a property patch,” Vinny said triumphantly.
I was so fucking proud of my girl when she pressed her lips together to keep from speaking. She knew the rules of the MC, and though the “Speak only when spoken to rule” was complete bullshit, if we wanted Tito to keep his word, we needed to make sure he was satisfied that he couldn’t take us on.
However, we had no problem making it clear that no one—no one—was forced to be with a Silver Saint. I picked up the vest from the table top and gave Vinny a withering stare. “Unlike your kind of trash, we give our women a choice.”
Erin’s eyes were glued to the stitched leather as I held out the vest to show her. Then I turned it around and waited. I didn’t have to wait more than a few seconds before she eagerly pivoted and shoved her arms through the holes.
I grabbed her shoulders and guided her around to face me, then tugged on the sides of the open vest, pulling her close. “Who do you belong to, baby?”
“You,” she replied with a grin.
“Damn fucking right,” I grunted before bending my head and giving her a deep, thorough kiss. When I finally pulled back, she was breathing hard and her green eyes were glassy. I chuckled and patted her ass once more before gently pushing her toward Bridget again. “Wait in our room, Cherry.”
The girls left quietly, and only once Erin was out of sight did I look at Tito. “Taken.”
He nodded. “Let’s go, Vinny,” he muttered as he stood from the chair.
“No!” Vinny seethed. “Erin is my property dammit! Prez you have to—”
Tito slapped Vinny across the face and growled, “I don’t fucking have to do anything, you little shit. Erin’s an old lady and we don’t fucking mess with another man’s property. Now get your ass on your bike and head home, or stay here like a fucking idiot and get your ass beat. But you ain’t gonna get one lick of help from the Devil’s Jesters.”
Vinny’s face was red and blotchy, anger seeping from his pores. He contemplated his president for a minute, then glanced at me. I grinned, hoping he was as stupid as he looked.
I got my wish. He lunged at me, and I knocked him out with one first to the face.
Tito rolled his eyes and muttered, “Fucking prick.” Then he nodded to Mac and left without another word.
Rider was standing closest to me, so he stepped over and threw the unconscious Vinny over his shoulder. “Go check on your woman. You know where to find him when you’re ready.”
“Thanks,” I rumbled as I stalked from the room. I’d do as Rider suggested and make sure Cherry was all right and bring her some food, then I was going to make a visit to “the woodshed” and make sure Vinny never forced himself on another woman.
A couple of hours later, I grabbed a shower in one of the communal bathrooms in the clubhouse before hurrying to my room. I was more than ready to spend the night inside my old lady.
Thoughts of this morning ran through my mind, and my cock swelled painfully. It was then that I realized I hadn’t used protection. The image of her pregnant with my baby sent my already raging lust into overdrive. A wicked smile spread across my face as a new plan formed. I was gonna spend every second I could with my naked cock buried in my Cherry’s tight pussy until I’d knocked her the fuck up.
11
Erin
Lying back on the mattress, I stroked my fingers down the front of the vest Patrick had given me. I’d been so nervous when Bridget had knocked on the door and asked me to come down to Mac’s office with her. I’d known that Patrick wouldn’t let anything bad happen, but all of the possible reasons he’d need me swirled around my brain as I’d followed her through the clubhouse. Everything except him asking me to be his old lady and sliding a property patch onto my back. I wasn’t sure how he’d managed to pull it off, but I was thrilled to officially be his. And to follow the order he’d barked at me when he’d popped into the room to make sure I was okay before heading off to take care of some club business.
Stretching out on our bed with nothing but my new vest covering my body, I couldn’t wait for him to come back. He’d said he would only be gone for a couple of hours, and I was starting to get antsy. Keeping myself turned on for so long wasn’t that hard—all I had to do was think about Patrick’s sexy, tattooed body, pierced dick, and all the things he had done to me so far. But being aroused for so long was starting to push me to the edge of my limits, and Patrick had made it clear that coming without him wasn’t okay.
When he finally shoved the door open, I was beyond desperate. “Nobody else better knock on that door again until tomorrow. It felt like you were gone forever.”
“It was only a couple of hours, but I get what you’re saying.” He stalked toward me, his blue eyes darkening to navy as his gaze drifted down my body.
I took in his still-wet hair and bruised knuckles. “Easy for you to say. You were busy doing whatever it was that left you needing to take a shower before you could come back to me.”