Page 22 of The Savage Outlaw

“And just think, I didn’t even kiss you, lick you, or fuck you while you slept, doll.”

Eden gasped and pushed away from Priest. He laughed. She didn’t.

Priest led the way out to the bar, where the aroma of coffee and bacon filled the air. Just smelling that alone was enough to start the healing process from a hangover.

When Maggie took one look at Eden, she quickly moved to get coffee and orange juice. Then she went into the kitchen to tell Muffin to get moving on a hangover breakfast.

For Priest, this was morning and this was just the clubhouse. He saw Eden trying to be casual as she looked around. Debauchery waited at every turn.

There was Custer, sound asleep on Skylar’s still bare chest. Using her huge tits as pillows. Monte on a pool table, jeans down to his knees, thankfully wearing boxers, adeeceecurled up in each arm. Both women naked.

“It’s all normal, doll,” Priest whispered to Eden. “We work hard. We play hard.”

“Work…”

“What do you want me to call it? Breaking the law? Defiling societal norms? Don’t go all righteous on me now, Eden. You walked into this snake pit. The reason why you haven’t left is because I want to know why you showed up. I’m a man who keeps his word. Yeah, I’ll slit someone’s throat and let the blood spray my face and enjoy the fuck out of it. But I also believe in keeping your word. I told you if you ever needed something, find me. You showed up pretty damn quick. So something must be going on.”

Eden looked down at her coffee. Priest watched as she drank the coffee first. Then the orange juice. The kitchen door swung open and Muffin came out, a plate in each hand. Eden’s eyes lit up with surprise at the size of Muffin.

“A new one at the bar,” Muffin said. “Really hungover too. What did Priest do to you last night?”

“Nothing,” Priest said. “Surprisingly.”

“That coma changed you, didn’t it?” Muffin asked with a grin. He looked at Eden once more. “Eat all of this. It’s a mess of everything and will cure a hangover in no time. Secret ingredient.”

“Do I want to know what the secret ingredient is?” Eden asked.

Muffin placed his pointer finger to his lip and smiled. Maggie appeared from behind Muffin with a fresh pot of coffee.

She refilled Eden’s cup and leaned closer. “Muffin makes the best breakfast in the world. And his secret ingredient is a mix of meds. Nothing that will make you high or kill you. Ibuprofen and other stuff. It works magic. Trust me.” Maggie slid down the bar a little to be in front of Priest. “Anything else for you?”

“Haven’t seen those delicious tits of yours in a while,” Priest said.

He heard Eden gasp and turned his head. Her face already started to turn red.

“Got a problem with that?” Priest asked.

“No,” Eden said quickly. “Do whatever you want. Bad enough I watched you with that other one last night.”

“Oh, was there a threesome and nobody invited me?” Maggie asked.

She began to make a pouting face.

“Nope,” Priest said. “The prude nurse here didn’t want to play.”

“Prude?”

Eden scooped up some of Muffin’s magical hangover mess and stuffed it into her mouth.

“She’s got an attitude to go with the hangover,” Priest said to Maggie. “Now lift that fucking shirt up before I come over there and rip it off your body.”

“Easy,coma boy,” Maggie teased.

She backed up as Priest stood up and reached across the bar for her. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it up without a care in the world, showing off her small, perky tits.

Priest gritted his teeth and growled. He wanted to chew on that nipple piercing of Maggie’s and tear it right off her fucking body.

“There? Happy?” Maggie asked as she lowered her shirt.

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