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“Oh bitch, you just fucked up,” I grinned, grabbing her around the middle before picking her up and slamming her down onto the hardwood floor of the clubhouse. Not waiting for her to respond, I straddled the bitch and started punching her as if she was a piece of beef that needed tenderizing. Her kicking and flailing didn’t stop me from putting a beat down on her ass.
However, when she reached up and slapped me, I realized it wasn’t just any slap. Cold metal sliced my cheek as the sting of the cut bled down my cheek. Staring at the cunt, she smirked. “He won’t fuck you now. Not with that face.”
And that was when my hands found their way around her neck. Choking the fucking life out of her, I had every intention of killing this bitch when arms wrapped around my middle, hauling me off the cunt.
“Jesus Fuck, Cupcake!” King roared. “Pyro, get Jess off that bitch!”
“I’m going to fucking kill you!” I screamed, fighting and kicking trying to get free from King’s hold, when my foot connected with King, who howled in pain before he released me, falling to the floor himself, cupping his crotch.
Free again, I jumped on the cunt’s back, who was trying to crawl away. Grabbing her hair, I pulled hard. “Who’s your momma now, bitch!” I shouted, riding her like the cow she was. Grabbing her head, I slammed it hard against the clubhouse floor. Her body softened beneath mine, but that didn’t stop me. Rolling her over, I continued my assault as I heard Jess yell. “GO BAILEY! Teach that cunt who’s the top bitch!”
Wrapping my hands around her neck once more, I tightened my grip as I pounded her head on the floor. When she stopped fighting all together, I got off the cunt and surveyed my destruction as Jess came over to stand next to me.
“Fuck me, that was fun.”
“She cut me. She shouldn’t have cut me.”
Jess wrapped her arms around my shoulders, laughing. “Prospect… line em up!”
Following Jess back to the bar, I saw King rolling on the floor, holding his crotch. Stepping over to him, I kneeled down before him and asked, “What the fuck happened to you?”
“I hate you,” he moaned in pain.
Chuckling, I slapped his shoulder and winked. “No, you don’t.”
Leaving him to his misery, I walked to the bar as Jess handed me a shot. Holding her shot in the air, she shouted. “Welcome to the Chokeahoe Tribe, sister. You are officially one of us now.”
Clinking our glasses together, I downed my shot, feeling happy and loved for the first time since I left home.
Chapter Sixteen
King
“God Damn-it cupcake!” I shouted, then winced, shifting myself on the bed. My balls were still throbbing, and the ice pack was doing absolutely nothing to quell the pain in my dick, except give me frostbite. “You can’t keep starting fights with the club whores.”
“I didn’t start shit. That cunt did when she called Jessica a fat bitch. I was just defending myself when the whiney one tackled me,” she said, sitting on the end of the bed, drying her hair.
“What the fuck am I going to do with you?”
She smirked. “Nothing tonight, unless you can miraculously heal your dick.”
“I’m serious Bailey. I can’t have you beating on the club whores. They are here for one reason only. To service the brothers. You don’t have to like them, but you need to understand they aren’t going away.”
“You got rid of Sandi.”
“I got rid of Sandi because she told the President of the club what to do. She knew the rules. She challenged me in my club.”
“I challenge you all the time.”
“You are my woman. You’re allowed some leeway, but not about this. I don’t expect you to roll over if they’re causing trouble, but damn-it Cupcake, you can’t kill them.”
“Don’t tell me what to do, King. You may think you’ve claimed me, but I haven’t agreed to shit yet. Just because you can fuck me stupid doesn’t mean I’m going to cave to you. I have too much self-respect for myself to allow that to happen. You don’t like it. You’d best say something right now because I will not change. If one of those cunts comes after me again, I will beat their ass, or worse.”
“Baby,” I carefully treaded. “I claimed you. You accepted my claim twice. Once at your apartment and the second, today out on the obstacle course. I’m not giving you up. You are mine. Get used to it.”
“Then you need to understand. I will never tolerate anyone disrespecting me. I had enough of that shit growing up. I’m tired of fighting for what I want and need. I will be damned to hell before I roll over and let someone use me as a punching bag again.”
Sitting up, I narrowed my eyes. “What do you mean again?”
