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Only thing is, I wasn’t there to save my mom from her abusive boyfriend when he murdered her. To this day, the guilt consumes me. But I continue to honor her by doing MMA and staying disciplined. And my trainer Javier is amazing because he is legit the best in the business.
Going through the struggles I have; it’s made me who I am. It’s easy to keep the beast at bay because I can let him out when I train and in the octagon during my fights. But sometimes, like Claire, she pushes my buttons and tries to get a reaction out of me. Watching her, enjoying getting fucked by that guy, that about did me in. I wanted to rip the guy’s throat out. Instead, I left so I could control the beast. And when I saw her pull up to her apartment, the beast took over.
I know we all have a past, and Claire is no exception. She and Rowan have been through hell and back, and I love that he is so protective of her. Hell, we all are.
Pouring with sweat from my training session, I head to the shower to clean up before heading back to the club because Claire clearly doesn’t want to see my face. Not sure I can face her right now anyway.
After an intense workout, I strip out of my sweaty clothes, I enjoy the cool shower. And I hate that I can’t stop thinking about Claire.
With a hand pressed on the tile wall and my head still under the cool water, as mad as I am at her, my cock gets hard thinking about her. My cock won’t go down unless I satisfy the urge.
Pulling on my cock, and moving my hand in an up-and-down motion while tilting my head back, closing my eyes, I picture all the dirty things I want to do to Claire. About how she would feel pressed against me, how it would feel to be inside her, to kiss her luscious lips, how they would feel on my cock, and to own her. It’s all clear in my mind. My breathing kicks into high gear while my hand motion speeds up.
Biting down on my lip, so I don’t moan out loud, I come.
Pressing my other hand onto the wall, I take a moment to get my breathing back to normal before I start to wash off.
Stepping out of the shower, I dry off and pull on a pair of black jeans, a white hoodie along with my Midnight Kings MC vest with a Vice President patch on the front. My role as the VP is important, almost as important as the president himself. It means I can step in for him when he is not available. And it means I back him up on whatever issues we are facing. It’s taken me years to gain this, so it’s something I am proud to have.
All the training I do, the fights I have, and the things I have at the club keeps my mind free from turning into a tailspin from the memories of my past, and the beast at bay.
Walking into the club, I find Griffin, who is still playing pool with Astera watching. “Move out of the way, Killer,” I bump him, taking the pool stick from him. “I’ll show you how to play,” I cock a grin.
“Well, we were in the middle of a game,” the prospect motions with frustration.
“Too bad, asshole.”
CHAPTER THREE
CLAIRE
“Rowan! What did you do?” I scream, yanking the needle from his arm, and begin shaking him awake, giving his face a few slaps.
“What?” his eyes barely open.
“Wake the fuck up. You don’t get to act like mom.”
I pull him off the bed and do my best to drag him to the bathroom so I could get him into the shower. He needs to snap out of it.
One thing you have to understand, is Rowan and I only ever had each other. Our mom’s a drug addict and had countless boyfriends coming in and out of the house. She’s never present, often leaving Rowan and me to fend for ourselves. And Rowan took on his role as the big brother.
Stripping Rowan out of his shorts and tee shirt, leaving his boxers on, I turn the cold water on the shower and usher him in.
I quickly shut the door behind me, right then, he screams, “What the fuck, Claire!”
Serves him right.
“Hey, pretty one,” my mom’s flavor of the week says with a sick smirk.
Ignoring him, I try to walk past him when he takes hold of my wrist. “I said hi, pretty girl.”
Gritting my teeth, I yank my wrist free. “Get away from me, freak.”
Before I know what’s happening, a hand connects with my cheek, causing my head to swivel to the side. “You will not disrespect me, you little bitch.”
“Hey, asshole!” Rowan’s fist flies, connecting with the guy’s jaw.
“Rowan!”
