Page 2 of Rage Untamed


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I sneer at her, “You’re never leaving me.” If I have to chain her to my goddamned bed to make sure she doesn’t take her own life then so be it.

“I’m not yours. I’m your club’s,” she sasses.

“If you keep this sassing shit up, I’ll find better uses for your mouth.” She pales and shuts up at those words.

I slam the truck door and go towards Hangman who’s having a conversation with Gunner. “We’re gonna take her to the clinic and get her patched up as best we can before heading home. Once she’s healed up, we’ll see if we need a plastic surgeon. She’s got stab wounds all over her body, and Trinity admitted to fucking her up with her favorite knife.”

I growl and start to move toward the warehouse to confront Trinity and Killer, but Hangman pulls me back. “She didn’t fuck her with the knife, that’s the positive. Killer admitted that was next up, but then they got the call that we were coming to collect her.”

Anger courses through my body, but I have to settle my shit down because I don’t have an outlet right now to work this anger out of my system.

I look back to the truck she’s loaded up in and sigh. It’s gonna take time, healing, whatever the fuck. Eventually, I’ll have her again, and this time, I will never let her go. She’s mine, she just hasn’t fully realized what that entails yet.










Chapter 1

Rage

Igrunt as my cum unloadsinto this whore’s asshole. This bitch is the only one I go ungloved with, and only because I’ve had her thoroughly tested, and pay her to stay mine, and only mine. My brothers have tried to get me to let them have a turn, but that ain’t happening.

At least, not until I’m done. Hangman and I are the only ones that get the new bitches, and until we’re done breaking them in, they stay ours. Except this cunt here, she’s not new anymore, but she’s flexible as fuck and doesn’t talk.

Nothing better than a bitch who doesn’t bitch.

I slap her ass, letting her know we’re done, and without a word like a good little bitch, she gets up and leaves while taking the bag I made her wear off her head. Flopping to my back on my bed, I grab my smokes from the table and light one up.

Ever since Hangman found his daughter Melissa, and became a grandfather, the fucker has become a pussy. Hell, the club is going to shit because of the kid. Hangman went soft, Slammer left the club for her. And Dirty...idiot took Melissa’s damn advice about the bitch Anara and now he’s gone all soft and shit, too.

“Yo, Rage!” Hangman shouts as he bangs open my door. “For fuck’s sake,” he mutters as he realizes I’m just laying on the bed naked and turns around. “You done with that bitch Jordan yet? Every brother out there is bitching about not being able to try her out. She’s been here six months now.”

“Fuck off. And no. I still like her holes.” I move off the bed and grab my pants, yanking them up. “You’ll be the first to know when I’m done with her.” I smirk at him as I pass. The other brothers stopped bitching months ago about this shit, so I know it’s him that wants a taste of the mute Jordan. Though I doubt he’ll actually take her, man’s been celibate as fuck since he finally got his woman Justine and has made a vow to never cheat on her.

Fucking stupid name for someone with tits. If it wasn’t for her body she wouldn’t be here, she’s what I like to call, a butter face.

“By the time you’re done with her, her holes will be as ugly as her face,” he grumbles, making me grunt out a laugh, there is a reason why I made that bitch wear a bag on her head. Don’t need to see her ugly fuckin’ face while I’m banging her. “Anyways, real reason I came to find you, is that the paperwork from Megan is here.”

I flip him off and grunt. Thank fuck, I’m finally free of that bitch. Everyone was shocked as shit when I helped the woman leave. Pretty sure I had her shit packed before she decided she was leaving. We tolerated each other since life threw us together. She was a gift to me from the old president of the club. His used-up whore. My patch-in gift. So, it was no skin off my back when she decided to leave. The bitch never complained when I would bring home another woman to fuck or had a kid with another woman. Hell, Megan would constantly volunteer to babysit, knowing full well I’d be fucking the kids’ mother while she did.

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