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  Daisy laughed. “You think I’m not a monster? I’m part of the Trojans MC.”

  “And yet today you sat at a woman’s side who means nothing to you.”

  “You’re wrong.”

  “Leanna means something to you.”

  “She’s an old lady. She’ll mean something to the club when Crazy finally claims her.” He wanted to sink his fingers into her silky dark hair, and slam his cock into her mouth. Daisy wanted Maria, but he’d done his best to stay away from her. She was a mixture of sweet and fiery.

  “Why do you hide who you are?” Maria asked.

  “Why are you determined to see a man that isn’t there?”

  “I don’t believe you’re as heartless as you make out.”

  “Then you’re an idiot.” Daisy knelt down, and stared into her eyes. “You don’t have a clue who I am. You don’t even know what I’m thinking right now.”

  “Daisy?”

  “I’ll tell you what I’m thinking. I want to grip your hair, hold you in place, and shove my dick into your mouth. I want tear the clothes you’re wearing, and fuck you so damn hard that you’re screaming for me to stop, and yet begging for more. I don’t play games, Maria. I want to fuck you, and possess every inch of your body. The thing is, I’m not going to give you back. I stake my claim, and you’re not going home. That’s the kind of man I am. I will kill people for this club, and I will not hesitate. Once I take you, no other man will be allowed to look at you. I will own you.”

  Tears filled Maria’s eyes.

  “Get the fuck out of my room. You’re not ready to handle the kind of man I am.”

  Maria rushed out of the room, and Daisy sat down on the edge of the bed. He wasn’t ready to settle down, but the moment he’d stared into her startling green eyes, he wanted to lock her in his room and make her his.

  He’d do whatever was necessary in order to take her, and to fuck her.

  She’s too innocent.

  And for that reason, he was going to have to let her go. He wasn’t good enough for Maria.

  ****

  Maria closed her door and took a deep breath. Her heart was pounding, and her pussy was on fire. She wasn’t afraid. She was aroused and needy.

  Daisy had always been an enigma to her. He was her best friend’s older brother, and Maria had been fantasizing about him for years. No other guy measured up to him, not in any way. It had been a couple of months since the last time she’d seen him, and she really thought that he didn’t want her.

  She was all over the place with her feelings for Daisy. One moment she hated him, the next moment she wanted him, and all the times in between. She’d tried dating other guys, and none of them even held a candle to Daisy.

  The thought of being owned and claimed by Daisy didn’t scare or upset her. It was what she wanted, and she had tried to fight those feelings at all times. In the world where women were supposed to be fighting for her independence, Maria yearned for a man who would take care of her. Maria had witnessed her own parents in a similar relationship.

  Ever since she’d become aware of sex, love, and she’d done research online, she’d paid attention. Her mother stayed at home, taking care of Maria, and providing a good home for her father, while her father earned the money, was the man who dealt with everything.

  It had confused her at first.

  Her parents were in a type of Dom/sub relationship.

  She hadn’t been repulsed by the idea. Of course, she’d been a little put out about her parents because that was just gross.

  Doing more research, Maria had discovered a yearning within herself for the exact same thing, but she would need a man she could trust. Putting her life in the hands of someone else scared her.

  Daisy had been the only guy who’d come close to being what Maria wanted.

  Tears filled her eyes and fell down her cheeks. There was no way she was ever going to get what she wanted when she couldn’t even handle Daisy being blunt with her. Maria was still a virgin, and she didn’t want any other man to touch her.

  “It’s hopeless.”

  There was no chance of her ever finding what she wanted if she kept running from the man she really wanted.

  Chapter Twelve

  One week later

  Leanna was in pain, but it was manageable. She was no longer hooked up to multiple machines, and she could finally go to the bathroom when she wanted, and not in a bag any longer. Crazy had gone to get Strawberry, and Daisy was sat with her.

  “Are you okay?” she asked.

  The biker was brooding, and she didn’t know how to handle brooding bikers.

  “I’m fine. Just got shit on my mind.”

  Sitting against the pillows she took a breath. The pain was still a little too much for her at times. She couldn’t believe she had almost died, but then, she couldn’t believe she had been shot.

  “Do you want to share with me? I’m not going anywhere so you can share whatever you want, and I won’t tell a soul.”

  She was bored. Lying in bed all day was boring. The television sucked, and she didn’t have a clue what to do with her time.

  “It’s nothing, and I’m not going to talk about it.”

  “Okay.”

  “You know Crazy’s going to marry you,” Daisy said.

  “He’s said so.”

  Leanna smiled. It had been a strange week. Crazy rarely left her side, and even when the nurses came in to check her over, he was there, watching over her, and taking care of her in his own way. She loved it. He was so sweet.

  “There’s a woman that I want,” Daisy said.

  “You don’t need to tell me if you don’t want to.”

  “It’s hard. I want something that I can’t have.”

  “How do you know you can’t have it?” Leanna asked.

  “She would run if she knew what I wanted to do to her. She did run.” He ran fingers through his hair. “Forget it.”

  “Take it easy. I wanted to run from Crazy. He made me want things that I had tried to bury. If you want something badly enough, be willing to compromise.”

  “I can’t compromise. I don’t want to.”

  Leanna tilted her head, watching him. “Then seduce her if you can. I don’t know who you’re talking about, but you seem like a nice enough man.”

  Daisy cursed.

  “Hey,” Holly said, walking into the room carrying several balloons.

  Leanna chuckled, and winced. Her wounds were still giving her some trouble.

  “What’s all this?”

  “Crazy’s got Strawberry outside, but he said we were free to come inside, and bring gifts.” Behind Holly were Mary and Zoe.

  “We all got gifts,” Zoe said.

  “You didn’t have to.”

  “Don’t you know when you’re ill, you’re supposed to have gifts?” Holly said, tying the balloons around the bed.

  “I don’t think the nurses will be happy with them.”

  “Tough. I’m not taking them back.”

  Mary came to her side, carrying a boxed cake. “We made it, so don’t worry about it being shop bought. This is much better.”

  “Thank you.”

  “And flowers. We didn’t know what you liked. Also, we got you a bunch of books,” Zoe said, placing them on the bed.

  Opening the brown bag, Leanna looked in to find erotic titles. “I thought they invented e-readers for these?”

  “You’re ill and injured. This is much better.”

  Shaking her head, Leanna placed them on the drawer top beside her bed. “Thank you.”

  “We really hope you get better, and when you’re out of the hospital, and ready, we’re going to have a girly day. Think booze, food, and possibly a stripper,” Holly said.

  “Oh, I could get Landon to strip. He owes me after I came home to find his condom on my couch. I had to throw the couch out. What kind of man screws a woman on the couch?”

  Leanna recalled her and Crazy’s first date together. They’d ended up
on the couch, and Crazy didn’t get his happy moment.

  Holly, Mary, and Zoe left. When Crazy and Strawberry entered the room, Daisy left.

  Strawberry rushed to the bed, but before she could jump on the sheets, Crazy caught her. “She’s still poorly, honey. Be careful.”

  She gave Crazy a smile.

  “Sorry, Leanna.”

  “It’s okay. How are you?”

  She talked with the little girl, trying to hide her tiredness. The doctor had told her it would take her some time to get her strength back.

  After half an hour, she gave in to her yawn, and Crazy made her say goodbye to Strawberry. She waved at the little girl, and instead of being alone, Crazy came back.

  “Where’s Strawberry?”

  “She’s spending the night with Russ and Sheila.”

  “You should go home. Go back to the apartment, and take care of her, Crazy. I’m not going anywhere.”

  “No. You were shot because of me. I’m here. I love you, Leanna.”

  She’d never get tired of hearing him say that. “I love you, too.”

  He took her hand and kissed her knuckles.

  “I’m not going to be in the hospital forever.”

  “When you’re out, we’re getting married.”

  “How is the house going?”

  “I should be able to move in soon, about three weeks.”

  “That’s good.”

  “I’ve already started boxing up your apartment.”

  “What?”

  “You heard me. We’re moving in together, and you already agreed. We’re getting married, and you’re my old lady.”

  “I’m not that old.”

  “I know. It’s a term of endearment. You don’t have to worry about it at all.” Crazy released a sigh. “There’s something I’ve got to tell you.”

  “That sounds scary. You don’t look happy about it.”

  “There’s a way that I have to claim you in front of the club to make you my old lady. It’s what Holly, Mary, and Zoe have been through, and other old ladies in the past.”

  “I’m not going to like this, am I?”

  “I don’t know, baby. You’re adventurous, so it may answer one of those fantasies of yours.”

  “What is it?” she asked. She had a lot of fantasies, and many of them revolved around Crazy. In fact, all of her fantasies were all about Crazy, and featured Crazy in some way.

  “Old ladies are taken in front of several members of the club. No one is allowed to touch her but the guy who is marking her as his.”

  “You mean sex?”

  “Yes.”

  “In order for me to be considered yours by the club, you have to have sex with me?”

  “Yes.”

  Leanna wasn’t angry at him, and figured there had to be a reason that being an old lady was in fact special to the club. When Holly and Mary had talked about being an old lady, a look had come into their eyes, and she’d known it had been special to them.

  “I’m not in the best condition for that, Crazy.”

  “I’m not joking about this.”

  “I know. Can we talk about this another time? I’ve been shot three times, and I’m in the hospital. I don’t want to think about having sex while other men watch. Would you even want them to see you with me?” she asked, confused.

  “What do you mean?”

  “I’m not exactly hot stuff, or model material.”

  “Sweetheart, if you’re putting yourself down, I can promise you, I will spank that ass.”

  “I’m injured.”

  “And I’ve got a damned good memory, precious. I’ll remember them, and when you’re better, I’ll make sure you never put yourself down again.”

  Leanna huffed.

  “I love you, and I think you’ve got a smoking hot body. There’s no one else I want more than you. The guys will not touch you, and they will know that you belong to me.”

  Leanna didn’t like the thought of being observed or watched by others. Seeing the need staring back at her, she would do it for Crazy.

  ****

  Three weeks later

  Crazy drove his newly upholstered car toward the hospital. Strawberry was in the back seat, excited at the fact they were finally taking Leanna home. The doctor had kept Leanna in as the patch on her lung had slipped, and he’d gone back into repair it. Nothing in the past three weeks had gone wrong, and Leanna was now fit and well.

  Her injuries were patched up, and in a couple of weeks, the stitches would be removed. The doctor was happy for her to be discharged, providing she didn’t do anything too strenuous. Crazy had gotten the doctor alone to make sure sex was still an option. Sex wouldn’t be a problem. He just needed to consider Leanna when they had sex, which he would have done anyway. He didn’t like that fucking doctor.

  There was a huge surprise waiting for her when they got home, and he saw Strawberry in the back bursting with excitement.

  “You don’t say anything, okay? You can’t tell Leanna.”

  “I know, Daddy. She’s going to love it.”

  He chuckled.

  Crazy really hoped she did. He was taking a big risk. In the last month since she’d been in the hospital, he felt that they had grown closer together as a couple. Leanna had opened up to him about her fears, and he’d opened up to her about what he wanted. Once he’d explained the way the club claimed a woman, he’d expected her to be so damn angry. She’d accepted it, but he saw she didn’t like it.

  The claiming of an old lady was the way the Trojans MC wanted it to be. Not only did it show the brothers within the club that a woman was off limits, it also showed what the woman was prepared to do for her man. It was a marriage of minds, bodies, souls, and strengths. The club brothers respected that.

  Not all women had the confidence to be taken, fucked, made love to in front of a bunch of other men. By breaking down their fears, and doing it, being claimed as a member’s property, they’re gaining the respect of the club.

  Yes, to some it didn’t make sense.

  To the club, it made all the sense it needed to. The club didn’t need to justify its actions to anyone else, and it never would. He didn’t know what the other clubs, like The Skulls, Chaos Bleeds, Dirty Fuckers MC, or the Saints and Sinners MC, did to accept new old ladies, club pussy, and prospects.

  Crazy had only ever been interested in Trojans MC.

  Pulling up outside of the hospital, Crazy was nervous as hell.

  What if she said no?

  What if today’s planning had all been for nothing?

  Don’t think.

  Just do.

  He helped Strawberry out of the backseat, and together they made their way into the hospital. She gripped his hand a little tighter. His little girl had been so scared of Leanna not coming out of the hospital. He didn’t know how to reassure her, so he’d not said much of anything.

  Nodding his head toward Kasey, the nurse gave him a wave before turning her attention back to her client.

  When he entered Leanna’s room, he saw she was already packed and ready to go.

  Strawberry rushed to her, throwing her hands around her legs.

  “I missed you,” Leanna said.

  “Missed you.”

  Crazy stepped close, gripping the back of her neck, and pressing a harder kiss to her lips. “I missed you.”

  She gave him a smile.

  “Can we get out of here? I’ve spent more time in the hospital than I ever wanted to.”

  “Sure. You’re feeling good. Everything okay?”

  “Yes. More than fine.”

  Crazy took her bags while Strawberry carried her bag with gifts. The club had been by several times giving her gifts, and offering her advice. He’d heard some of the club women sitting with her, and talking.

  He was happy the club had accepted her so easily.

  It helped that she was a wonderful woman with a great heart.

  Leaving the hospital was a welcome relief. He’d not even been
the one inside, but the moment he left the hospital doors, and took a breath of fresh air, he was in heaven. It was time to take his woman home.

  Strawberry kept talking, and filling up any kind of silences. Placing all of her bags in the back, along with her gifts, he helped Leanna inside, doing her seatbelt up once again.

  “I can do that.”

  “I want to do it for you.”

  He was behind the wheel, and driving toward their brand new home. Strawberry, his little girl, kept on talking, and Leanna in some way kept up with her. Crazy tuned out, hoping that the guys had the last minute preparations ready. He would have stayed behind, but he didn’t want to risk this surprise being spoilt.

  The drive didn’t take too long, and Strawberry proved to be the perfect distraction. Parking outside of the house, Leanna gasped. “This is our place?”

  “Yes, and I’ve got my own room, and so have you and Daddy,” Strawberry said.

  Leanna laughed. “It looks amazing. I can’t wait to see what is inside.”

  With her bags in hand, they made their way toward the door. There was no sign of anyone, and Crazy’s heart was pounding inside his chest. Placing her bags close to the stairs, Strawberry rushed toward the back of the house.

  “What’s wrong with her?”

  “You know. She’s excited about being a new house, new place, and lots of new problems.”

  “Are you okay, Crazy? Are you sure you’re ready to move in together?”

  “Yes. I’m more than ready. It’s something else.”

  Leanna smiled. “What? I take a bullet for you, and you’ve got something else you want me to do.”

  He decided to just do it, and see what happened. Taking her hand, he led her toward the back of the house, toward the kitchen.

  “I don’t get a tour.”

  “You do, in a minute.” He took a deep breath, and couldn’t believe how nervous he was. More than anything he wanted her to say yes, so he could make her his woman completely.

  Opening the door to the garden, he pulled her outside, and the whole Trojans gang shouted, “Surprise!”

  Leanna gasped, and he saw her take in the garden. He’d left Holly and Sheila in charge to make it look perfect for a wedding day. There were white streamers hanging from the few trees. Chairs sat on either side, creating an aisle down the center.