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“Like you shutting down Molly when she wanted to suck your dick five minutes ago.”
Demon had been hard all night, but he would never tell a soul who’d caused the blood flowing straight to his dick.
“Or how you can’t help but stare at a certain twin,” Zion continued even though Demon ignored him.
“Fuck off.”
Zion laughed, drawing Cat’s attention to them sitting in the dark. Locking eyes with Cat felt like a kick to his gut.
“Fuck. You two lusting over each other is making me hard.”
Demon took a swig from his lukewarm beer. “You get hard from just about anything—or anyone.”
Zion chuckled. “That’s true.”
“How are you and Crusher doin’?” Demon asked.
Demon had no problem with two club brothers getting it on. Zion and Crusher were both stand up guys who liked to double dip by often pulling a sweetbutt into their room.
Live free – ride free
The club’s motto was something Demon lived by to a certain extent. He had to make sure his brothers didn’t put the club in danger by doin’ too crazy shit, but he couldn’t give a shit about what they did up in their room.
“It’s all good. Ah, there he is,” Zion said as he nudged his head to Crusher, who carried Molly bridal style.
Watching Crusher and Molly had made Demon miss Cat walking over. He startled when she sat down on his other side; her back also resting against the garage bay doors.
Zion leaned forward, checking out Demon’s expression as he was now trapped in between him and Cat. Demon hoped that the darkness obscured his panic.
He shouldn’t be sitting here with Cat. Not even with Zion chaperoning them.
“Hi,” she said, like it was the most normal thing in the world, sitting in the dark with two outlaw bikers twice her age.
“Hi, pretty girl,” Zion finally said to fill up the awkward silence following her greeting.
“Nora is ‘Pretty Girl’. I’m ‘Whirlwind’,” Cat said, taking Zion’s bait.
“Nah, you’re a sweet little pussy cat. But it’s all good. I like pussies.”
“You’d better check yourself,” Demon growled, since Zion often liked to get a rise out of girls before he fucked them. Zion chuckled, since Demon had just shown his cards.
“Turtle told me you have a boyfriend.”
Demon bit back a laugh at Cat’s frankness.
“Yeah, but there’s always room between us for such a feisty girl like y—”
Demon turned his head in slow motion, finding Zion’s widened eyes as he probably read the hatred in Demon’s glare.
“Speaking of having some fun… I think I’ll join Crusher. See you later, Whirlwind. Demon…”
Demon ignored his friend’s goodbye. The fucker knew he’d been in the wrong.
“How does that work, exactly?” Cat asked.
“How does what work?”
“You know… three people.”
