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“Does it make your dick hard knowing he wants to fuck me?”

“Fuck, yes. I want to know how wet you are.”

“Soaked,” I whispered.

He stared hard into my eyes. “It’s your decision, baby. You can have us both.”

Both? My heart hiccupped. How would it feel to have both of them, for Dozer to watch me and for Romeo to want to be watched? I sighed and leaned into him. “I want you both. But for tonight, I just want Pike to be okay.”

Chapter Three

Dozer

I leaned against the door jamb of the bedroom. Pike’s swollen face had turned ten shades of purple. His lips, stained with blood, trembled in his sleep. Whoever jumped him fucked him up.

My gaze drifted down the hall. Romeo and Pippa had been in his room long enough to know he was fucking her while my friend writhed on a bed in a heroin euphoria. Tomorrow, he’d fight the reckoning of the drug while his body crashed into the beating he’d suffered.

Blade approached me.

“This is fucked up, Blade.”

He clasped my shoulder. “We need to talk, but not here.”

“We need to do more than talk? If you’re not ready to retaliate against those fuckers, tell me now.”

“I know he’s your friend.”

“Fuck that. He’s a member of this club.” I glared into his face. “I know you had a problem with Pike. That shit was settled in the basement.”

We used a large room in the basement, once the center for after service fellowship, to beat the shit out of each other. I’d gotten my ass handed to me enoughtimes to learn when to duck and when to pound my opponent to the ground.

Usually, we sparred like we were in an MMA ring. Occasionally, the fight was less about sparring and more about settling a score. Pike had gone to Razor with information on Hana. Blade had seen it as a betrayal. To earn Blade’s respect and to be worthy of his patch, they’d fought. Blade destroyed him and claimed to clean the slate.

As president, Blade needed to lead. That meant evening the score with the Crawlers.

“Retaliation will come,” he seethed, “when I say. My beef is with the Crawlers, not Pike. But I’m not trading one problem for another.”

“Too late. They brought the problem to our fucking doorstep.”

He dropped his hand from my shoulder and closed the space between us. His breath was hot on my face. “Dozer, I need you. We have the girls in the MC now. We’ve got the cops sniffing around, and this shit with your old man isn’t settled. We don’t need the trouble. I know you’re pissed. I’m pissed, but we have to be smart.”

I was pissed. Pissed that Romeo was more worried about his dick than his MC brother. I didn’t want to think about Pippa. Fuck. I didn’t have a right to be, but I was pissed at her, too. I needed an outlet, someone to play with in the basement.

“Have you seen Bullet?”

Blade stored his hands in his pockets. “Out front with Sully and Elvis.”

Tension coiled like a snake in my gut, its poison flowing hot through my veins. I crossed the room and headed for the door.

Levi rushed to my side. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing you want to know about.”

She grabbed my arm. “I know that look. Dozer, what’s wrong?”

I shrugged off her touch. “What the fuck is right?”

Outside, Bullet chatted with Rogue, Sully, and several other guys.

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