Page 3 of Property of Camo

“You know what this is, Sky.” His voice is deep, with a hint of croakiness to it.

I sigh, gripping the sheet tighter in my fists, nodding because I know what we both started out doing, but fuck me, a girl can want more sometimes. I deserve more.

“Will it ever become more than fucking? And only when and where the great Camo, VP of the Kings of Anarchy MC wants?”

He stiffens, glaring at me, his eyes narrowing as he takes me in.

This man is too fucking hot to be frowning.

“Stop” is all he says.

“Stop. That’s it?” I reply, huffing. “No reply or explanation to my question? We have been fucking for a year, Camo. Do you not think that I deserve more than a quick fuck when you feel the urge to bust a nut? Before you go into the typical mansplaining shit that you do, I know what your club does; God, everyone with half a brain does, but to me you are hiding behind the club’s dangerous ventures.”

His hands go to his waist as he keeps glaring at me.

“We fuck, that is all I can offer you, Skyla.”

“If you say so.” I know that I am not going to get anywhere with him. Like I said, we have done this dance before, and I am the one left reeling, waiting for him like a fucking lovesick teenage girl.

“Just go, Camo. Go be the VP that you thrive to be.” I snuggle down into my bed, pulling the bedding up to my neck.

I hear him grunt, followed by the sound of his boots hitting my hardwood flooring as he leaves my house.

Seconds later, the sound of his motorcycle firing up fills the early morning air, no doubt waking some of my neighbors. Right now, I could not give any less fucks if they are pissed, because I am just as pissed at the biker man myself.

Sinking into my bed, I let the thought of calling this arrangement with Camo go. I need to think of my heart and mental health around him.

It is time to think with my head and not my vagina for once.

Tomorrow will be a new day, and I will smile my way through it. My gym is successful and I have great friends in Eva, Rocky, and Clark.

We have been friends since college, when Rocky and his group of jocks ran into Eva and me out in the courtyard. Rocky was full of apologies and we became friends from that day on. Then at a party, we saw some dicks messing around with Clark, and Rocky and his group of jocks stepped in and defended him, so Clark became the fourth member of our little group.

Sleep blurs my vision so I let it take me, pushing all thoughts of a stubborn biker out of my head.

2

Camo

My boots hit the floor hard as I stomp to my parked bike outside of Skyla’s house.

Fucking woman, had to bring up us having more than what we are doing. Sex is all I can offer her right now, or even ever. My line of work is dangerous as fuck and being with someone like me is a risk to her life.

Being the VP of the Kings of Anarchy here in Salem, Mass, brings a fuck ton of danger. Me and my club deal in dark magic, blood, and fucking talismans that bring forward the undead, for fuck’s sake.

We hunt, we kill, but sometimes, and I mean very rarely sometimes, do we die too.

My club is filled with men who come from all walks of the supernatural life, and we each bring something different to the club.

Me, well, I can camouflage myself into anything that I touch, and with years of practice, I can use the floor that I am walking on to fade. That way my hands are free to kill, and no fucker sees me coming until their blood is spilled.

Reaching my bike, I mount my beauty, starting her up and letting the roar of her pipes wake the fucking neighbors up for all I care. Having one more look at Skyla’s house, I shake my head, letting her words fade from my mind, knowing I have shit to do at the club.

Pulling away, I try to push down what she said to me. Wanting me to stay for a few more hours. It is not like I had just fucked her a handful of times already after going to her after a big hunt for some artifact that the local Mayor needed.

I am not going to lie and say that I don’t only go to her to fuck after a day at the club or coming back from a job, because I do, but she knew this when she first took my cock over a year ago.

Up until recently, things between Skyla and me have been good. The sex is nothing like I have ever felt before. I felt a shift in her when she came back from a girls’ weekend with her friend, Eve, who is also her business partner.

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