“I believe that his monster cock belongs to me now. So please stop trying to touch my man,” I growl.
Yes, I fucking growl. This bitch is touching something that does not belong to her.
Her hands go to her skinny hips, and it makes me wonder why the hell these men like someone who is skin and bone. Surely they would want something to hold on to. She smirks at me and steps closer, but I hold my ground.
“He is not your man. Solo has never claimed you, bitch. The only reason he fucks you is because he pities you and needs payment for having to deal with your brats.”
“Oh, hell no. Smack that bitch, Els,” Una calls out from behind me.
“Say what you want about me, but keep any mention of my kids out of that disgusting mouth of yours. At least when Solo fucks me, he can feel the sides, unlike when he fucks someone like you, who is so used to being fucked, these guys feel like they are fucking an industrial drainage pipe.”
“Oh, burn, bitch,” Una calls out, and the girls laugh, not hiding their support for me.
“Una, baby, can you not rile the girls up? I think Elsie is doing a good enough job on her own,” Dutch calls to his woman.
I keep my focus on the bitch in front of me, who could do with taking some advice from a hair stylist, if you ask me.
Her eyes fill with rage, but I don’t back down as my own fury is ready to burst through the surface. Say what you want about me but do not bring my kids into a fight.
“Solo likes fucking me. Don’t you, baby?” She grins and looks at my man.
He climbs to his feet and moves, positioning himself at my back. Her eyes widen, then they narrow in anger at the fact he is taking my side.
“First of all, he is not your baby. He is mine. My man, my partner, and my ol’ man,” I hiss. Then I realise my mistake.
Kane has never claimed me publicly. When he is fucking me, he claims me, but never in public. My body goes tense, and she sees my reaction and smirks.
“That is against the club bylaws. Claiming to be an ol’ lady when you have not been officially claimed is cause for exile,” she smarts off.
My blood freezes in my veins and I feel sick.
Dropping my gaze to the floor, the fight rushes from my body. My fingers start to tingle, my fear and sadness building in my chest at the thought of having to leave this place.
I don’t know all of the bylaws that belong to the club, but going by the way she is smirking at me, I’m guessing what she said is true.
Needing to be away from everyone right now, I go to side-step her, but Kane’s arm snakes around my middle, keeping me flush to his body.
My head snaps up, tilting back to see Kane scowling at the club girl.
“Elsie is my ol’ lady. The club members know it. The other ol’ ladies know it. You club girls are here for one reason, andpassing judgment is not included in that.” Kane pulls me tighter to him, kissing the top of my head. “I call for all club girls to be banned from all Royal Bastards MC property. They have done nothing but cause trouble and try to hurt the women of the club. I know for a fact that the patched members have been looking elsewhere for fresh pussy anyway.”
“You can’t do that. We have nowhere else to go,” the club girl cries. The others come closer, and are either sobbing or glaring.
“I second that motion,” Adele calls out.
“You don’t get a say, you fat bitch,” Nisa replies, throwing daggers at her.
My fury boils over and I lash out.
Rushing the bitch, I grip her hair and take her down to the floor. We grapple, pulling hair, scratching and screaming. I remember some moves from watching self-defence classes, so I use all of my might and flip us.
I bring my fist back, and with as much force as I can, I slam it against her face. Blood pours from her nose and she screams, the sound hurting my ears.
“Up you go, Rocky.” Kane lifts me to my feet, smiling like a loon.
“Fucking hell, I am getting too old for this shit. Club girls, pack your shit. I want you gone within the hour,” Pres bellows, making the girls jump.
They rush off to collect their things without a word, knowing they will not have a say against Pres. Kane pulls me into his body, kissing me like I am his salvation. I can feel his hard dick pressing against my stomach, and I smirk against his lips.