Page 4 of Born Savage

“Well, are you?” Pike jabs and I can’t help but crack a smile. “I mean, we all know that Des gives the best head around this place,” he adds and Sonny’s eyes narrow in warning.

“That shit with Destiny has been over for a long time. Don’t fucking mention it again. I don’t need Mara giving me a hard time,” Sonny instructs.

“Got it,” Pike answers.

“What’s going on? What’s all the yelling about?” a softer voice asks. My eyes move to find the source and another bikini clad female walks in. God damn.

My eyes travel up a pair of long tan legs, finding curves that should be illegal. She quickly covers her smooth stomach with the towel and magazine clutched in her hands, as my eyes rake over her unapologetically. I reach a set of full and natural breasts, sitting perfectly on her chest. Long silky strands of blonde hair hang down over her shoulders, and I find plump pink lips before finally meeting a pair of pale blue eyes.

“I, uh… I didn’t realize we had company,” she stutters, flushing a soft shade of pink.

“Scar, this is Shark, from the Rock Hill charter,” Sonny shares.

“Oh,” she breathes as her eyes widen in response.

“This is my sister, Scarlett,” Sonny directs his attention back to me. “Scar, do you know if his room is ready?” he asks.

“It should be. I think Trish put fresh sheets and blankets on the bed yesterday. And the bathroom should be stocked,” she answers. “But if you get in there and realize you need something, just let me know and I’ll make sure it gets picked up for you,” she addresses me directly.

“Thanks, darlin’,” I offer her an easy smile.

“That can wait. Go on ahead out to the pool,” Sonny instructs and she turns to leave.

My eyes stay on her as she walks away. She’s not wearing a thong, like Destiny was, but the bottom she’s wearing is still fucking skimpy as hell. It barely covers any of her ass, leaving her round curves on full display.

“She’s off limits,” Pike leans into my ear. “Pres.’s daughter and V.P.’s sister…” his whisper trails off.

“Got it,” I clear my throat in response.

Four

Scarlett

“Just wait until you see him. Seriously, he’s fine as fuck. He looks like a god compared to some of the fools around here. I can’t wait to get a taste,” Destiny’s voice catches my attention as I drop into an empty lounge chair beside the pool.

“Did you get a look at him?” she catches my eye and smiles. I offer a nod.

“So, details,” Eve grins brightly beside her.

“I’m sure Destiny already gave you plenty,” I answer. They’ll all get a look at him soon enough. I’m sure a welcome party is already in the works for tonight and they’ll be all over him.

I watch as Destiny pulls off her top, dropping it down on the small side table beside her. The fabric was barely covering her huge boobs anyway, but now they’re bare and fully on display. But it doesn’t faze me or embarrass me anymore. I’ve grown up in this house and it’s a lifestyle I’m used to, even if I don’t always feel like a part of it.

“I can’t believe your self-restraint. Honestly, it’s admirable. I don’t know how you keep your distance,” Destiny laughs.

“Seriously? You know Ray would lose his shit if any of them messed with his baby girl,” Eve answers for me.

“He didn’t seem to have a problem when it was Manny,” Destiny replies flippantly.

“That was different and you know it,” Eve scolds her. “They were high school sweethearts,” she adds thinking she’s helping.

Within minutes, Eve’s top is off too and I drop my eyes to my own chest. I wish I could be as free as they are, but I’m just not brave enough. And even if I was, there’s always a chance that my dad or brother could show up, and that would just make for an uncomfortable situation.

I shift my focus to my magazine, flipping through my copy ofUs Weeklyand looking at all the outrageous celebrity outfits. After about twenty minutes with my front to the sun, I finally drop my magazine and flip to my stomach. The hot sun floods my back, and I decide to untie the strings so that I won’t have any tan lines across my back.

“Girls,” I hear my dad’s jovial voice and I’m positive he’s ogling both topless women. It’s not something I really want to be thinking about, but once again, it’s my reality. It’s just part of living in a clubhouse with the Lucifer’s Savages Motorcycle Club.

“We’re having a little get together tonight in order to welcome Shark to Vegas. Why don’t you two invite a few friends,” he requests.

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