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  Her nails sank into the flesh of his shoulders, and she moaned.

  “I know it’s not the bedroom, but I get my cock inside you before we hit the sheets, I’ve got more chance of getting what I want.”

  Carrying her through to the bedroom, he held onto her ass, and Penny giggled. “Don’t drop me.”

  “I won’t, but if I do, I’m fucking you where you land.” He slapped her ass, and she gave a yelp, holding onto him a little tighter.

  “I mean it. I’ll never forgive you.”

  He chuckled, and pretended to fall. Penny squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her tits tightly to his chest, and her pussy seemed to tighten around him. He was so turned on. Instead of dropping her to the bed, he released her, pulling his cock out of her tight heat, and climbing on. Gripping his slick cock, he tapped the bed.

  “Straddle me, beautiful.”

  Penny didn’t argue with him. She straddled his waist, and he slid his cock inside her pussy.

  “I’m going to get a mirror for across the bed,” he said.

  “Why?”

  “I can watch as you fuck me. Your tight little pussy taking my cock so deep inside you. There will never be a better sight as far as I’m concerned.” He lifted her breasts, sucking onto one nipple before doing the same to the other.

  Penny held onto his shoulders, and began to rise up and down, taking more of his cock inside her pussy.

  “Do you like how that feels?”

  “Yes.”

  “You’ve got a nice, tight pussy. It has been a while since a man has been inside you?” He didn’t like the thought of any man touching what belonged to him, but he couldn’t let her past affect him. They both had a past, and their future was for them to be together. He was ready, and so was Penny.

  “No one was as big as you,” she said, moaning as she slammed back down on him.

  They both groaned. He let go of her tits to grab her hips and ass, thrusting up as Penny pushed down on his dick. Rage loved the way her pussy fluttered around him and the way her tits bounced with each hard thrust.

  Reaching between them, he teased his fingers over her clit, finding her already soaking wet.

  “Please, please, please,” she said.

  “You only need to beg me when I ask you to. I’m more than happy to give you what you need.” He pinched her clit and soothed out the small bite of pain.

  Penny didn’t stop fucking him, and he loved the sight. He was going to get a mirror so that he could watch his cock sliding in and out of her.

  “I’m going to come,” she said, grinding her pussy onto his cock at the same time that she tightened around his dick. Her cum made his shaft slick, and Rage couldn’t handle her being in control any more.

  Grabbing her hips, he bent her over the bed, finding her heat once again, and slamming all the way inside her. He held on tightly to her hips, pounding her, watching his cock slide in and out of her tight pussy.

  Penny clawed at the sheets beneath them, and he didn’t let up, nor did he let her go. He wasn’t ready to release her until he came deep inside her.

  She was going to be filled with his cum, and when he was done filling her, he was going to do the same again.

  “So fucking beautiful, and you belong to me.” He slapped both of her ass cheeks, watching them go a nice shade of red, as he pounded inside her.

  The pleasure built to a fever pitch, and when he couldn’t stand to hold back any more, he thrust inside her a final time, filling her with his cum. When he was finished, he held himself inside her, not wanting to leave the warmth of her cunt. Keeping inside her pussy, he moved them on the bed so that he was spooning her, with one of his arms underneath her head, and the other resting on her thigh.

  “You weren’t kidding about staying?”

  “The whole club knows you belong to me, and I hate staying at the club.”

  “Why?”

  “No privacy, and you’re not there.”

  “There’s loads of women there. You could have anyone you want.”

  “Very true. None of those women are like you though. Fiery, and with a pussy that hasn’t seen many cocks.”

  “You’re being a pig again. How do you know I’ve not fucked everything I’ve seen with a dick?”

  “You’d have started on the club.”

  “Not necessarily.”

  “Have you been with lots of other men?” he asked.

  “No.”

  “Then stop trying to pretend that you have. You and I both know that you haven’t.” He pressed a kiss to her neck, moaning as she leaned back against him, and her pussy seemed to flutter around him. “That feels good.”

  “I’ve got to go and see Melissa soon.”

  He tensed up, not liking the thought of her being alone with Pea.

  “Why?”

  “She’s my sister, and even though she has a crazy life, it doesn’t mean I should hate her.”

  “True. Why don’t you come to the club tomorrow night? We’re going to be putting a prospect through his paces.”

  “What does that mean?” she asked.

  “It means we’re going to have some food, some drinks, and there’s going to be a fight.”

  “A fight?”

  “We need to know the boys can hold their own in a fight. What’s the point of having a club if some of the men can’t fight back?”

  “I see.”

  “You’re my woman. You can wear my leather jacket. Melissa will be there with Pea. You can talk to her then.”

  “I’m not sure.”

  “I’ll be there fighting, and if you want at the end of the night, I’ll live one of your fantasies.”

  “You don’t know any of my fantasies.”

  “Tell me one, and it’s yours.”

  She glanced back at him, smiling. “Deal.”

  ****

  Penny placed the cookies down on the bar inside the clubhouse. She was standing next to Saint, who was staring back at her. Rage had been adamant that she was to wear his leather cut, and she didn’t like it.

  “It looks good on you,” Saint said, nodding at the jacket.

  She tugged the edge of the jacket closed then open. “I don’t know. I don’t know if I like it or not.”

  “I like it. Rage has been trying to get that jacket on you for years.”

  “He’s never told me.”

  “You never gave him any indication that you wanted him.”

  “I still don’t know if I want him.”

  You do, you just want him naked where he tells you all the dirty things he wants to do to you.

  Penny thought about the fantasy she had told him last night that he was going to live tonight. Biting her lip, she was kind of nervous. He was going to be in a fight, and once he was done, she was going to be alone with him. Was it a good thing to have sex with a guy immediately after a fight?

  “Penny, don’t think about what you should want. Think about what you actually want. Rage is a good man. He’s a hard man, and he will keep the promises that he has made to you.”

  She glanced over at her brother-in-law who was talking with one of the club whores who hung around the club as free pussy. “I don’t want to end up like Melissa. She accepts this crap. I won’t.”

  “Rage will not step out on you. Believe me, he’s wanted you far too long to risk you leaving his ass.”

  Nodding, she touched Saint’s arm. “Thank you.”

  “What’s going on here?” Rage asked, coming up behind her. He wrapped an arm around her waist, and tugged her back against him.

  She loved the possessive way he held onto her. The way he held her, kissed her neck, and stared out across the crowd, made her think that he was telling every other man to back off.

  It gave her a thrill with his alpha male possessiveness.

  “Nothing. Just talking with Saint about your big head.”

  “At least you like one of my heads.”

  Rolling her eyes, she slapped his hand. “S
top being crude.”

  Saint laughed and moved away. When they were alone beside the bar, Rage moved in front of her, lifting her head up with a finger under her chin. “What’s up?”

  Running her hands up and down the jacket, she gave him a smile. “I don’t know.”

  He raised a brow.

  “I think they’re laughing at me. I’m wearing your jacket, and I don’t know—it’s too big on me, Rage.” She looked like a girl in her father’s jacket. The arms were too long.

  Rage burst out laughing. He lifted her arms, and started to fold the sleeve back until her hand was visible. He did the same with the next one, and he held the lapels of the jacket. “This is for the club to know you belong to me.”

  “They didn’t bother me when I didn’t belong to you.” She’d been able to come and go as she pleased. Penny didn’t understand what had changed.

  “You’ve always belonged to me. You just didn’t know it.”

  Releasing a sigh, she did her best to smile at him.

  “Melissa’s out in the yard if you want to go and see her. This is for us to have fun. Remember what I promised you tonight?” She nodded. “Then think about that if you want to leave. Stay and watch me fight.”

  “Okay.” Her pussy clenched at the thought of what was happening tonight. It was her fantasy, and she really looked forward to it.

  “I’m going to have a word with Saint.” He kissed her forehead, and she watched him walk toward the back offices.

  Pea was staring at her, and she left him alone to flirt with the woman who wasn’t his wife, and made her way out back to find her sister. Melissa was standing with a burger in one hand and a bottle of beer in another. She was chatting with a couple of the old ladies.

  They all turned toward her, and embraced her as if she was part of the clan.

  “So Rage has finally put his claim on you. I was wondering what brother would do it first,” Susan said.

  Penny smiled and gave them a twirl. She noticed that each woman had either a jacket, or a club member’s name displayed for others to see. Her sister wore a shirt that exposed part of her back and stomach. Pea’s name was inked across her back. Penny didn’t think for a second that she’d be able to have Rage’s name inked on her skin. She didn’t like needles, and had never thought about having a tattoo.

  “I guess. He told me I had to come to the club.”

  “It’s a get-together, and some of the boys from different chapters are down to party. It just tells everyone that you belong to a club member,” Susan said.

  Conversation picked up again, and Penny just stood on the sidelines, listening. She felt so out of place, which was strange. Over the years she’d been to club gatherings before, and she’d never felt out of place.

  Wearing Rage’s jacket was different. She saw the men staring at the jacket, and at her, before turning away. Some of the club women, the free pussy, shot her a glare then ignored her.

  “They’re pissed off that you managed to snag a club member, and the VP,” Melissa said, leaning in close.

  “I’m terrified, and I don’t like it.” Penny ran fingers through her hair, which she had left down.

  “They were pissy with me when I first dated Pea. They believe the only women for the club men are them. It takes them time to realize and accept that they’re club pussy.”

  Penny nodded. “Pea still screws with them.”

  “It’s really hard for you to accept that I’m happy, isn’t it?”

  “I’m pleased you’re happy, I really am, but it’s hard for me to see how you can be happy about that. You’re supposed to be married to him, and in love.”

  Melissa held her hand up. “Who said anything about being in love? I’m not in love with Pea.”

  Penny frowned. “You said you were after what our parents had, and they were in love with each other.”

  Her sister smiled. “Okay, our parents loved each other, and they were faithful to one another. I said that to you so you’d get off my back about marrying Pea.”

  “Why?”

  “You were talking about hearts and flowers, and all that shit that we’re supposed to want.”

  “What’s wrong with wanting love and respect in a marriage?” Penny asked.

  “We’re different, and I respect that. You want love, and respect, and a guy who will look at you, and only you. Pea and I, we’ve got what we need.”

  “He’s screwing around on you.”

  Melissa leaned in close and whispered her next words. “And what makes you think I’m not screwing around on him?” Melissa pulled back and pressed a finger to her lips.

  “I don’t have a clue what to make of what you just told me.” Penny glanced around to see if they had caught anyone else’s attention, but they hadn’t.

  “I like Pea, and I care about him. I love being married to him, holding his mark. I even like fucking him. He’s not in love with me, and I’m not in love with him. We give each other what we need.”

  “How can you live with that?”

  “I knew when I was younger that I was different, Penny. I don’t need hearts and flowers, or even a guy who is faithful. I like Pea, and he likes me. We match each other, more than you’ll ever understand. I like being with him. He makes me laugh. He takes care of me, and in his own way, he respects me.”

  “Again, I’m totally confused right now,” Penny said.

  “That’s why I love you, and I will do anything to take care of you. You confuse easily. Just know that I’m happy.” Melissa kissed the top of her head. “I’m sorry I manipulated you with pretending to cry and be upset. It was wrong of me, and I’m sorry. I won’t use you again. I miss you, Penny. You’re my sister, and I love you. Please forgive me.”

  Penny placed her hands on her hips, and bit her lip. “You’re my sister. You’re my only living relative, and I will do anything for you.”

  “All’s forgiven?”

  “Yes, providing you don’t do it again.”

  “I won’t.”

  Penny wrapped her arms around her sister, pleased that she was happy even if she was a little confused by what she’d been told.

  “Come on, girls, the fun is about to start,” Susan said, leading the way toward the back of the clubhouse.

  Chapter Six

  The fight was getting set up, and Rage was ready to put both of the prospects in their place, and see who earned the right to remain in the club. Unfortunately, due to the rules of the club, he was only allowed to put one prospect through his paces, and Rage had been given Liam while Saint had Paul to deal with.

  “You’re ready for the fight,” Pea said, coming to stand beside him.

  “I am.” Leaning against the doorframe, Rage watched as the men and women started to gather around the circle that had been made in the sandy part of the club around the back. The grass never grew, and Saint used the circle for the men to train and of course to fight.

  Rage spotted Penny being led with Melissa and Susan. A couple of old ladies were around them, and he smiled. They would treat Penny right, the way she was supposed to be treated.

  “She seems happy,” Pea said.

  “How long have you wanted to fuck her?” Rage asked, turning to glance at his club brother.

  Pea’s jaw clenched, showing his anger. Rage wasn’t going to pretend that there wasn’t an elephant in the room. He wasn’t going to pretend Pea didn’t want his woman. Melissa looked happy, and when Rage got a chance, he was going to go and have a little chat with her.

  “From the first moment I saw her, and she seemed to look through me. Penny is different from all of the other women I’ve been with,” Pea said. He was staring outside, clearly looking toward Penny.

  “Does Melissa know?”

  “She does, and she doesn’t care. Penny is a beautiful woman, and I love screwing beautiful women.”

  “What the fuck is going on? If you wanted Penny, why the fuck did you marry Melissa?”

  “I saw Penny grow up, and no, I didn’
t have designs on her when she was a kid. She and Melissa would always come around with their mother and father. When they died, it was hard on both of them, and I wanted to show my support.”

  “How did you end up with Melissa?” Rage remembered Penny and Melissa coming around. He’d always thought that Penny was the cute one, sweet while Melissa had always been a tease, waiting to snap herself a man.

  “Melissa and I, we get along. We get each other, and our relationship, it works for us. When Mel and I started dating, she asked that I keep an eye on Penny. I hadn’t seen Penny for some time, not really noticed her, and when I finally did see her, I thought she was fucking beautiful, still do. Penny was dating back then. I hated the asshole. He was a banker, I think. He didn’t deserve her. One day the whole club just descended on the diner where they were having dinner, and when Penny wasn’t looking this asshole was eyeing up the club pussy. He even handed one of them his card.. Penny wouldn’t handle my lifestyle, but Melissa was more than happy to handle my lifestyle. I want to fuck Penny, but I wouldn’t make her happy. I’m an asshole, Rage, not cruel. Penny, she’s a sweetheart, and I would break her. I know that.”

  “That’s why you got married? You and Melissa match?”

  “Yep. Believe it or not, Rage, I like Penny, and I care about Melissa in my own way. Think about it, where am I going to find a woman who’ll one day have my kid, and accepts that I’m not perfect? Melissa and I, we get each other, and I’m happy. With regards to Penny, she was a little reckless with the men she dated. They were assholes, and my being married to Melissa provided a little protection for her. I may want to fuck Penny, and I may like her a lot, but she loves her sister, and she’d never betray that kind of trust with me.”

  “So being married with Melissa makes sure Penny is protected while also keeping you and Melissa happy?”

  “Yes, and it gives me a woman who doesn’t mind I like variety in my pussy.”

  “Damn, man, that is fucked up.”

  “I couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to either of them,” Pea said.

  “I’m not going to hurt Penny. I’ve loved her for a long time, and this is more than a quick fuck.”

  “I know.”

  “You’re not going to be taking her from me. I will kill you first.”