“Stop right fuckin’ there,” he growls, releasing his hold on me and taking a step back in order to cup both sides of my face. “Look at me, Sloane,” he commands.
I do as he tells me to.
“Never, not once since the day you stepped into this clubhouse have I had another woman on my cock. Fuck, baby, you own me just as much as I own you. I may have fucked up once when a week ago I blew up at the news of you being pregnant and that was out of fear of losing you. So, Bitsy, I haven’t fucked around with anyone because my cock doesn’t even twitch at the sight of another bitch. You’re all I need,” he declares, pressing his forehead against mine.
“As for all of this being your fault, that’s bullshit. You didn’t cause any of this, and when I get back later, we’re gonna have a long fuckin’ talk about this and then I’m gonna spank your ass for even thinking it.”
Um. Um. Um.
“Is seeing Tara standing next to me the reason you didn’t come to me?”
“Partially,” I whisper.
“What’s the other reason? The men from the Arizona club?” he asks.
“Yes, there’s so many more men than I’m used to in here, but I’d already asked Brielle if she’d watch the twins for a bit so I could lie down after getting all the rooms ready,” I say, giving him the truth.
Nodding, Chains pulls me into him once again. “Alright, baby. Can you come out here for a few minutes and then you can lie down? I want you to meet Marker and just so you know, I told Tara to back off and she didn’t want to listen. She was trying to get in with not just me but with Marker as well.”
“Stupid bitch,” I grumble.
“Yeah, well, can’t get rid of all the strays, baby, but when it comes to you and me, Tiny, you have nothing to worry about. I don’t want or need anyone else. Okay?”
“Okay,” I whisper faintly. “I’m sorry.”
“Nothing to be sorry for, baby, you’re pregnant and feeling the stress of everything going on around here right now. But as of right now, I want you to leave all that shit to me. We’ve got it.”
I nod, believing in him.
Turning us, Chains keeps an arm wrapped around me as he opens the bedroom door and guides me back out to the main room. This time the fear I have of being around these men is gone. All because of Chains. He’s my safe place and I know with him everything will be okay. I just needed him to remind me of this.
Chapter Seventeen
Chains
Pulling up in front of the warehouse location I know without a doubt things are going to get complicated. But our plan is solid, and I know we can get shit done easily. It’s only a matter of setting everything into motion.
As we left earlier, I saw the fear starting to seep back into Tiny and it kills me to know she’s feeling this shit deep. Which she shouldn’t have to be feelin’. I felt like shit when I followed her into our room. I noticed right away something was wrong and it ticked me off she would think I’d fuck another bitch when I can’t get enough of her. But I realized where the thoughts were coming from.
Tara wouldn’t leave us brothers with ol’ ladies alone but she hasn’t done anything excessive to be thrown out. Maverick noticed her trying to rub up on me after I’d told her to get away from me. I saw the glint in his eyes and I knew he’d be handling the stray later on in ways for disobeying. He wouldn’t hurt her but he’d make it apparent you don’t go against brothers. I’ve seen him do it to one of the strays at their clubhouse before where he’ll secure them in some way so they can’t touch themselves, then make them watch as he got two or three different women off. The kicker is he’d then make sure that they would go weeks without being able to get off.
I used to participate in the excitement whenever I went. It’s hilarious to see the bitches getting worked up and not being able to get off.
But after having Tiny, my cock doesn’t want another bitch anywhere near it.
“You ready for this, Prez?” Breaker asks as we climb off the backs of our bikes.
“Yeah, are Marker’s men in place?” I mutter.
“All set,” Tyres snarls. Today has been hell on him not having his daughter with him.
“Good, let’s get this done. Guns ready,” I order.
Nodding, my brothers pull their guns out and flick the safeties off.
Quickly we storm the inside of the building. The plan we decided to go with was take them out as fast as possible. Marker’s men were on roof tops with the sniper rifles at the ready for when it came time. He also had others inside who were able to get in without being seen and were ready.
We’d set this plan in place, after explaining to Marker what we were dealing with. Each charter has its own way of making money and most of us run a protection business too. The Arizona and Montana charters both run a protection business similar to Nora’s brothers’ bosses. With the skills most of his men have this is a walk in the park for them as Drifter says.
But having them here doesn’t mean our club’s chopped liver either, alongside Marker’s men I have a few of my own. Victoria and Raven weren’t the only ones to become who they are in the dark world we all live in.
No, we all were. Even the prospects have to go through some of the lessons only Fury can teach them.
This shit here with it being as complicated as it is, I simply wanted to
