Seduce Me (27 page)

Dancing with the ol’ ladies is more fun than I’ve had in years. They know how to let loose and from what they told me, they feel safe here knowing their men will protect them. I do too. One difference that hits hard is their rags. Every single one of them proudly wears theirs and I didn’t realize how much I truly craved that with G.T.

I’ve tried my damnedest to keep in contact with G.T. some way the entire night. Partially for selfish reasons. I want him to know that I’m here and I don’t want him to have any reason to think he needs any other woman. Ever. I am all he needs.

Glancing over at G.T. a woman approaches him. I blink a couple of times to see more clearly and then it hits me like a thousand sledgehammers all at once.

It’s her. After all this time, it’s her and she’s fucking touching him. A combination of the booze and sweat has flushed my body and on top of seeing her… I need air. Now. “I’m going outside.” I yell in Princess’ ear. She looks at me then G.T. and shakes her head.

“What is she doing here?” I grumble to myself knowing no one would hear me over the music.

“Don’t. It’s nothing.” She latches my arm.

“I just need some air. I’ll be fine.” I give her the best smile I can muster and she releases me. I feel her eyes watching me as I exit the building, the cool air hits me as soon as the door opens and I breathe in deep.

The sight before me is straight out of a porn movie, guess they started early out here. Two women lay on a picnic table, their skirts around their waist while brothers from another chapter have their heads between their thighs. Over against the fence a man has a woman pressed tight against it pounding her relentlessly, his bare ass there for all to see.

Others stand around watching the action unfold before them. Nothing like live porn. I walk towards the garage, the dark night lit up by all of the tall lights the guys have installed.

I breathe in and out. A large boulder sits on the edge of the building. When I worked here we used it as a block from backing into the corner of the building. I sit on it just watching all the people.

Seeing her flooded me with too many memories that I want to keep locked down deep. G.T. says he forgives me about Mia and now it’s my turn to forgive him for lying. The heartache is still there, but I need to move away from it.

When I first saw her, I had this strong urge to march over to the bitch, pull her hair and beat the shit out of her. She after all, she was touching my man. Only one thing stopped me. He’s not really my man.

Being in the club life, you learn that everything can change in the blink of an eye. Such is life. I’m still not sure that G.T. wants me as his and his only. He knows that I will not sleep with any other brother, ever. But he’s never talked about commitment or monogamy, only that I’m his girl. As far as I know, he could have pieces on the side, but I choose to believe that he doesn’t. That he only has eyes for me. But until he puts a ring on my finger or leather on my back, he is not mine and if I demand that, it will turn him off. I’ve seen it happen to women before.

Grunting from behind me tells me I’m not alone. When a woman screams and a man growls, the noises stop. A few moments later a short little blonde with a very short skirt that she’s trying to pull down and not doing successfully, steps from the corner of the building. She smirks at me and keeps going. She tries running her hands through her hair but isn’t having much luck.

“Hey.” Tug’s voice comes from behind me as he’s buckling his belt.

“Hey back at ya.” I point to the girl. “She’s cute.”

He shrugs his shoulders and stands next to me, his hair a disheveled mess, but the smile on his face is glowing. “She got the job done.” He laughs.

“Whatever. To each their own.” I wave my hand.

“What are you doing all the way out here? Where’s G.T? The girls?” His eyes narrow a bit. “It’s not safe for you to be out here all by yourself girl. You know that.”

I wave my hand. “Most of these men know me or Bam and they see me with G.T.”

“But no rag babe. Remember that. Always remember that.”

The words hit me in the gut. “I know.” I whisper.

“You okay?”

“Yeah. Just needed some air, it was getting thick in there.” I smile looking out at the courtyard and all the people.

“I imagine it’s been a hell of a day for ya.” He sits down on the boulder next to me, I move over a bit to make room.

“Yeah. Very unexpected that’s for sure.” He places his hand over mine, as mine rests on my knee and squeezes.

“You know you could have called me about Mia.” I turn to his face and see the concern in his eyes.

“I wanted to. But you would have told Princess or G.T., and at the time I couldn’t risk it. I didn’t tell anyone, Tug.”

“You should have told me. I would have been there for you.”

“No. She should have told
me
and
I
would have been there for her.” G.T.’s voice makes me jump.

“Hey.” I say looking up at him, his face lined with fury and rage, but he’s not looking at me. I follow his line of sight and it’s Tug’s hand on mine. I pull slightly away, not wanting to cause any trouble and by the look on his face, there is trouble.

His eyes move to Tug. “You and me. Meet me in the ring in thirty minutes.”

I jump from the rock stepping in front of G.T. “It was nothing. There is no need to fight, G.T.”

His eyes do not meet mine but stay focused on Tug. “Fine.” Tug says, reaching for my arm. “You gonna be okay?” He asks causing a deep growl from G.T.

“I’m fine, but no fighting.” I say directed to both of them.

“It’s a long time coming Casey. Long time.” Tug says moving away from us.

I look up at G.T. “You can’t fight him. He didn’t do anything wrong.”

“He’s out here alone, with you in the dark, holding your hand.” Rage pours off of him and the vein in his neck begins to pulse and tick.

“Tug saw me sitting here and we were just talking, that’s it.” For some unknown reason, I feel like I have to defend myself here and plead with him at the same time.

“Everyone here knows you’re
my
girl. Mine. No one touches you.”

I step toe-to-toe with him and look him dead in the eye. “Guess I could say the same thing for you, huh?”

“I knew this was about her. She means nothing. I’ve already told you that.”

I sigh softly. “I know. It’s just not the right day for her to show up, today of all days.”

“You have nothing to worry about.” I close my eyes and tilt my head up to the sky. Nothing to worry about. Sure. It must be the booze that’s given me a kick in the ass, but I start to laugh. Full out laugh at his words. “What the fuck are you laughing about?”

“You’re not exactly known for keeping your dick in your pants, G.T.”

He pulls me close, our bodies colliding together with an uphf. “I have not had another pussy since you came back in my life. Didn’t want it. You are mine, Casey. Mine. That means I will put a ring on your finger and leather on your back. You will come home to me every day and wake up with my arms around you every morning. I allow no man to touch you, especially some Prospect, who is trying to become a brother in this club. Rules Casey. He will learn them tonight.”

I stand there speechless staring into his eyes letting all the words he just said seep into my soul. Then the dread of the threat about Tug claws its way through and I can’t breathe. I don’t want him hurt, but I know this is the way. If there is a dispute, you settle it in the ring, and then hopefully it will be done with and laid to rest.

“You will be front and center for it, Angel. I want to see you the entire time I’m in there.” I want to question if he is well enough to get in the ring. I know he’s been cleared by Doc, but for fighting, I’m not so sure. But I will not question him, I just nod my head.

His lips collide with mine, not seeking permission, but demanding, taking. G.T.’s tongue swipes my bottom lip and I open instantly for him as he plunges in. He tastes of beer and smokes and I can’t get enough. My arms pull his t-shirt urging him closer to me even though the air is having difficulty finding space between us. Our lips move in perfect sync, my body igniting with want and need.

His hand inches to the button and zipper of my jeans, undoing them. His hand slowly drifts down under my panties to my sopping pussy. “I love how wet you are for me, Angel.”

I moan as he inserts one finger at a time into my body moving them with total precision, playing my body for all its worth. His lips continue to devour mine and sparks begin to take over my body. G.T.’s lips silence my cries.

My breathing is ragged and difficult to control. I reach down to his pants and massage his fully erect dick through his pants. His hand reaches out and stops my movement. I look up at him in wonder. “After I fight. You’re mine.” He takes my hand and pulls it around his body.

“You don’t want me to relieve you now?” I ask batting my eyes.

“Yeah babe. I do. But, you’ve wound me up, now I’m ready to get in there.” Dread washes over me as he points to the ring. I do not want Tug hurt.

Bella reaches over and grasps my hand tight. “You okay?”

“No. Not at all.” G.T. is in the middle of the ring bouncing up and down, his hands taped up for a fight. His t-shirt and rag are off showing his cut abs and hot as hell back tat. I stand behind him because he’s my guy, but it doesn’t mean I have to like what these two are about to do.

Tug stands on the other side of the ring, hands taped bouncing just like G.T. There are so many differences between the two men though. Where G.T. is sure, confident and knowing, Tug is slightly unsure and his confidence is waning. G.T.’s size next to Tug is the other variable. Tug has a good four inches in height, but bulk wise they seem to be a good match. I do not want to stand here and watch this. Nothing good can come out of it.

Dagger is center and proclaims he will officiate, which stuns me at first. Normally this is not heard of, but for some reason unknown to me it is being done tonight. Rhys rings the side bell and they join together in the middle. Both of my hands are laced with small female hands, Bella and Harlow on each side of me. I squeeze them, needing some type of reassurance.

G.T. moves side to side. “Come on asshole. Show me how tough a man you really are.” G.T. goads.

“Ask your girl how much of a man I am.” Tug says back and G.T. charges. I cringe and shut my eyes. Grunts, heavy breathing, flesh hitting flesh, continue for what feels like forever. I open one eye softly only to see blood pouring out of both G.T. and Tugs faces. I close them again. This shouldn’t be happening, but I can’t stop it. Whatever this shit is, they need to work it out.

A loud thud makes my eyes fly open, both G.T. and Tug are wobbling on their feet, neither giving up and all I want is for this to be over.

“Time!” Dagger calls. G.T. turns looking at me with a huge smile on his face, blood dripping everywhere. He turns back to Tug opening his arms, Tug does the same. They embrace in one of the sexiest man hugs I’ve ever seen. Both men covered in sweat and blood, who’d have thought.

And just like that, whatever shit they were pissed about is done. Over. Finished. I sigh with relief; at least they are both walking out of there alive.

“Casey, get your ass up here!” Dagger yells loud and I look at Princess with the expression, do I go?

“Go.” She says letting go of my hand, Bella squeezes and let’s go too. I make my way up the small steps into the ring and stand in front of the two men. I smile softly at them both, but walk over to G.T. The cuts on his face really aren’t bad, they look worse because of the sweat rolling down his face mixed with the blood.

“Come here, Angel.” He reaches out and pulls me to him, crashing his lips to mine in the middle of the ring. Cheers and hollers are probably being heard for miles, but my body melts into his ignoring everything and everyone around. My arms wrap around his neck, his sweaty body presses to mine. My breathing accelerates as does my heart. He pulls away looking into my eyes.

“Now there’s no doubt you are mine.” G.T. says and I smile softly.

“I love you.” I whisper. He sweeps me off my feet carrying me out of the ring, through the clubhouse and into his room, not saying a word to anyone.