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“My turn.” I growl out at the room and sit on the chair that Ink used to tat up Justine.
The room stills, everyone silent as fuck. I spot Shannan coming through the crowd and narrow my eyes at her. I watched her as Justine was getting tatted and the bitch was fuming. She’s going to be a problem; hell, she’s already a goddamned problem. She’s currently watching me, face pale, a hand at her throat while she mouths no. I shouldn’t have fucked her; not sure what I was thinking but fuck me, her ass felt great on my cock.
I should know better than to fuck a bitch that’s obsessed with me.
“What do you want?” Ink asks, as Justine finishes getting her tattoo dressed and comes and stands next to me, hand on my shoulder. I look up at her and smile, she smiles back, tears in her eyes.
“Justine, right at my throat, too. Same font.” It’s girly as fuck, the design that Justine got, but I want us to match, I don’t know why I just do. I never even put my ex-wife’s mark on me, so everyone being eerily quiet isn’t a shock.
“Are you sure about this?” Justine asks me, gauging the state of the room.
“Fucking right, I’m sure. You’re mine, I’m yours. Move and let Ink work. Get a drink at the bar.” I can let her wander off on her own now, since everyone here clearly knows she’s now mine.
**
THE NIGHT CONTINUESas it usually does after an inking party. Dirty is over by the pool table with two bitches hanging off him and I notice Justine glaring at him. Knowing Dirty now, though, I know that’s just for show, and he won’t actually fuck them. He just likes being the center of attention. But I don’t bother voicing that to Justine because it’s none of her business.
Soon as I was done being inked, Slammer took off after congratulating us. I knew that would happen, he’s not much for club parties anymore. And I know he’s going home to be with my daughters and grandkids.
“You ready to get out of here?” I ask Justine who’s slightly swaying from having too much to drink.
She gives me a wide grin, and I want to laugh at how ridiculous she looks. “Yeah, I’m ready for some cock and sleep,” she slurs. At that, I do laugh. ‘Cock and sleep;’ instead of going home, I take her back to my room because I know she’s too drunk to be on the back of my bike, especially in the road conditions.
“Mmhm,” Justine says as she starts to take off her shoes, which look like they are killing her feet.
I bend down as she sits on the bed and take a foot and start rubbing it. “Feel better?”
“God, yes, keep going, I’ll probably come just like this.” I chuckle at that.
“No falling asleep just yet, I’m not done with you,” I growl.
Justine bites her lip and nods as my hands trail up her creamy thighs and under her dress.
“No panties?” I snarl, not realizing she’s been out in the clubhouse the entire night without anything covering up what’s mine. Sure, I showed her off the first time I had her but never again. No one sees her but me.
“Wanted you to have easy access,” she breathes out, eyes hooded.
“Smart thinking, but from now on, you cover up what’s mine.”
Placing a hand on her throat, I squeeze slightly and shove her onto the bed. My mouth instantly waters at what I see under her dress. She’s mine, all mine, I think before diving into her sweetness.
