Page 3 of Blade

BLADE

My mouth feels like a bowl of cotton balls. I drank way too fuckin’ much last night. Yesterday was Capone’s birthday, and we partied hard. I haven’t gotten that drunk in a long time.

Me and my triplet, Torch, fucked Kitty bent over the pool table. He was taking her mouth while I fucked her from behind. I was so drunk, I forgot my sisters were across the room. They moved with the speed of lightning to get out of the common room, telling everyone goodnight.

I’m pretty sure when I see them, I’m gonna get an earful for that stunt. Getting out of bed, I drag my miserable ass into the shower. Once I’m dressed, I head to the dining hall. I need coffee in the worst way. As soon as I’m in the dining hall, my nephew, Liam, crashes into my legs.

“Up!” he shrieks.

Okay, it was more of a giggle, but fuck, my head is pounding. I quickly scoop him up and he snuggles into my neck. I grab my coffee and take a seat at the table with my family. Liam twists around once I’m seated and Cara slides a plate in front of me, sending me a glare.

I take the plate and start cutting up Liam’s waffles and fruit. Looking over at my sister, Sara, I see she’s sending Torch the same glare. I almost bark out a laugh when I notice Bear has Elena strapped to his chest in some kind of baby contraption.

Two years ago, Cindy and Colton were the only kids here. Big Red had his hands full being a single parent. Now, the clubhouse is filled with kids. Literally. Cara had triplets about a year and a half ago. She recently gave birth two months ago to another son, Chase. He ended up having Viper’s gray eyes instead of my family’s gold ones.

Sara gave birth a few weeks before her. She had Elena in Bear’s bed, here in the clubhouse. Elena didn’t give her any time to make it to the hospital. I’ll never forget her screams and threats to Bear. I’m pretty sure she threatened to remove his dick like six times.

After I cut Liam’s food up, he stuffs his face. Looking up at my sister, I see she’s still staring at me.

“Cam, what did you two do to your sisters?” my mom asks, giggling. Torch swallows his coffee and starts choking. Yeah, I’m not explaining to my mother that we tag teamed a club bunny in front of them, forgetting they were in the room.

Viper and Bear roar with laughter. I want to kick their asses. This shit isn’t funny. Most of the time, Viper, Bear, and my sisters don’t make it to the parties. They have the whole family life going on now.

“Was it really that bad?” Mom continues to press.

“Mom! Please! I’m trying to get the images out of my head. Please, just drop it,” Cara mutters, while stabbing her food with more force than necessary.

Mom looks around the table with a confused look, but lets it go. I sigh in relief because that is definitely a conversation I refuse to have with her.

When breakfast is over, the nannies come and take the kids to get cleaned up. The club has changed so much since my sisters showed up over two years ago. After Cara got pregnant, seven months after having the triplets, and Sara was pregnant too, the girls hired two nannies. We have a total of nine kids on the compound and I’m pretty sure if Viper and Bear have it their way, that number will soon grow.

One of the nannies is a tiny little thing. Debbie. Cara made it clear that if anyone tried to fuck Debbie, she would make sure you never got to use your dick ever again. The other nanny is a guy named Will. He’s gay, and he’s always trying to get the guys to swing for the other team. Everyone always laughs off his passes. He only does it to make the guys squirm.

Mom leaves and takes the older kids to school, while my sisters and the nannies take the little ones back home. All the guys file out for work, except for me, Torch, and Rambo. Running a strip club doesn’t call for early hours. We usually go in about noon to start getting ready for the night. We alternate nights on who has to stay till close.

When Kitty comes into the common room, she quickly turns around and leaves. I don’t miss the black eye she’s sporting. I call Bubbles over to the couch.

“You need me?” she breathes. Catching her lustful stare, I shake my head.

“Nah, not right now. What the hell happened to Kitty’s face? That black eye wasn’t there last night.”

Bubbles looks around to make sure no one is listening before leaning in. “Look, you know Mouse and I get a bad rep with the other bunnies because we’re cool with your sisters. I don’t know for sure, but word is Ivy did that to her.”

I sit back, stunned. “Why the fuck would Ivy do that to her?”

“Because she fucked you last night at the party.” Bubbles gets up and finishes stocking the bar.

I sit back at a loss for words. Cara told me a while ago to stop fucking with Ivy because she had feelings for me, but I didn’t see it. I mean, sure, we’ve been fucking for about five years, but she never got clingy with me or asked for more. I assumed we were on the same page. Obviously, we’re not.

“Cara told you to leave her ass alone,” Torch says, taking the seat next to me.

“If that shit is true, I won’t be sticking my dick anywhere near her. She has no say in who I fuck.” Torch nods his head in agreement, and we sit around nursing our hangovers until it’s time to head to the strip club.

When we pull up, Rambo is already here, opening the door for the girls. I head straight to my office, not wanting to talk to anyone. I complete the paperwork for the day and make my rounds through the club. We open the doors for customers at two p.m. and close at four in the morning.

The business is steady but not crazy busy during the day. We only have five girls on the floor during the day and then we have fifteen at night on the weekdays and twenty-five on weekends. Most of our girls are single moms or college students trying to pay their way through college.

We have a handful who are here for the thrills, but we have rules for all the girls. No drugs and if you want to fuck a customer for extra money, do it on your own time. The minute we catch wind of girls fucking in the club, they’re gone. Cara installed cameras in all the VIP rooms, and we ended up having to fire half our girls.

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