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I rushed deeper into the clubhouse, on the hunt for the president and the VP. I wanted every mother fucker to pay for the permanent scarring on my woman’s body.
But these two called the shots, and I wanted their blood on my hands. They’d allowed a weak link into a position of power, and my woman had paid that price. And now, they would pay the price for the markings on her back.
I was about to be their worst fucking nightmare.
I found them trying to escape out a back door. I plunged a knife into the VP’s back before grabbing the president around the throat, yanking his body back against mine.
“Surprise, mother fucker,” I hissed.
He jerked in my hold, but like a fucking psycho maniac, I yanked my other knife from my belt and plunged it into his side. He roared in pain, and that sound was like music to my ears. I yanked the knife back out and shoved him to the floor, watching as the blood just seemed to pour from his side now that the knife wasn’t blocking it. His VP was grunting, trying to get to his feet, but it wasn’t going to work.
I’d damaged part of his fucking spinal cord. I’d aimed at that specific spot on purpose. I wanted him crippled and terrified, just as my old lady had been held immobile, fucking pinned down, while their fucking weak link had mutilated her goddamn back with their shit-ass mark.
I yanked my knife out of the VP’s back and rolled him over so he was looking up at me. The president kicked out at me, but I slammed my boot down on his leg, shattering the bone there. His scream of agony sent my blood pumping even harder. I grinned.
“You started a war you had no chance of fucking winning when you let that mother fucker carve your club stamp into my woman’s back,” I told them. I ripped the president’s shirt open. “But that’s fine because guess what?” I smirked as I knelt beside him, my back to the wall to keep myself better protected. “I like getting bloody, and my womanlovesfucking me when I’m covered in the blood of our enemies.”
With that, I began carving the club stamp into his abdomen. And his VP? I just fucking gutted him. Time was running out, and I didn’t have time to do more. We were on a time constraint, and it was almost time to set this place ablaze.
I walked outside of the clubhouse, nodding once at River. He grimaced at the sight of me. “You bathe in him, brother?”
I just smirked. “Light it up if we’re all accounted for,” I told him. “My work here is done.”
River nodded and sent a signal to Tank. He lit a match and dropped it to a line of gas. We stood there for a moment, watching as the flame made its way inside.
“Head on back home,” Alejandro told us. “I’ll make sure all of this gets cleaned up.”
River nodded once at him. “Pleasure as always, Alejandro.”
Alejandro nodded in return. “Look forward to what the future may bring us, River.”
Reina rushed outsidethe moment we rolled back onto the lot. She didn’t even flinch at the blood she could clearly see on me. The moment I was off my bike, she jumped on me. I stumbled but managed to grab her beneath her thighs. A groan crawled up my throat as she plunged her fingers into my hair, her lips connecting with mine.
“Need a shower,” I rasped as I carried her inside, ignoring everyone as we passed them.
She shook her head. “I want you—just like this.”
God fucking help me.
With a growl, I shoved our room door open and then kicked it shut with a slam before pressing her against it. I only managed to get her naked and get my dick out of my jeans before I sank deep inside her wet pussy, her cunt wrapping around me like fucking velvet.
“Sam,” she whimpered, “fuck me. I need you to take me. I’ve been so worried—”
I cut her off with a hard kiss, our bodies molding together. Blood made her porcelain-like skin slick. Her tits pressed against my chest, soft and warm. Her nipples were a stark contrast; they were pebbled and rubbing against me as I surged inside of her.
I smeared blood all over her as I groped at her, pounding into her sweet body over and over. No words were needed between us beyond what she’d spoken.
She was sating the monster in me, and I was sating her desire to be used by me. She craved the darker side of me—seemed to draw it deep within her, letting it soothe the wilder side of her that she had always been afraid to show me.
We were both fucked up ten ways to Sunday. There was no curing us. There was no saving us.
We were dark. But she was my light. She made my world light up. The only reason I saw color was because of her.
This woman made me capable of seeing the sunshine.
We were an odd as fuck pair. Honest to God, we probably needed fucking straitjackets. But wefitlike two perfect puzzle pieces. Shegotme. And she loved every bit of me.
I’d never take any of it for granted ever again.
