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He laughs again, then with one hand removes the condom.

“I am staying the night, you might want to text Aria so she is not freaked out if I see her in the morning.”

My heart skips a beat at his thoughtfulness of my baby sister.

Leaving the bed I send her a quick text, making sure to charge my phone in case she needs me, then I climb back into bed where Kohen is waiting for me with a smile on his face.

“Damn, I could get used to you walking into the bedroom, babe.”

That is the last thing I hear before sleep takes me while under the safety of Kohen’s hold.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

TARGET

We are at the clubhouse, and the party is raging. The brothers are drinking and watching the club girls do their thing. Across the room, Madalyn and Darian are talking and laughing with Tracie and Louise, getting glares from some of the club girls, but I know the two Ol’ Ladies will stick by her if she gets upset until I get there.

I lean against the bar, my eyes drawn to her. I love seeing her in my space, and seeing how she is dressed is a fucking bonus.

She was unsure if she wanted to come here, especially after I told her about the club girls and what they do for the single brothers. But seeing her here, in the midst of the chaos, fills me with pride.

Mads glances over at me, catching my eye. A small smile tugs at her lips, and I know she's trying to be comfortable despite her reservations. She is too sweet to say nothing bad about what goes on here because she knows that it is not her place to judge.

She knows the MC life, and I have to hope that she trusts me being around these women.

Darian nudges her, saying something that makes her laugh, the sound cutting through the noise of the party, and making my balls ache. I fucking love her laugh.

Charm lifts her head from her position when the women laugh, she checks that Mads is safe, and then she rests her head back between her paws. Ares sits right at the foot of my woman’s chair, while Zeus is next to Charm, keeping a dutiful watch on the room, mainly the women.

I take another sip of my drink, the warmth of the alcohol spreading through me. I can't help but feel a sense of pride watching her here, becoming a part of this world.

Being in an MC is not for everyone, but we are a family above all.

My woman looks at me again and I wink, making a smile pull across her face, before she gives her friend her attention again.

“Your woman is looking hot, brother.” I twist my next to look at Flame as he comes to stand next to me at the bar.

“You want to take your eyes off my woman?” I state firmly, leaving no room for argument.

He holds his hands up in mock surrender, with a playful smirk on his lips.

“Just making an observation, man.”

“Well, go make a fucking observation about one of the club girls.” I nod my head in their direction.

Three of them are dancing across the room, grinding on each other naked as the day they were born. Club girls are here to serve the brothers when they want to bust a nut or get rid of some pent up frustration. They live here rent free, so they fuck and clean to pay their way.

I have been with a few of them; I always preferred my pussy fresh and away from any drama, but sometimes you have to take what is close by. Madalyn is going to pitch a fit when she finds out that I have sampled the women here.

But this was all before her and hell, nearly a year before I met her, it was getting old having them here so easily and I wanted something different.

Again, she knows how MCs are with club girls, but what I need to cement with her is that once a Rugged Skull takes an Ol’ Lady and calls ‘Dibs,’ they never stray from their woman.

Loyalty is a big factor at the club, and that extends to the women.

“You did good, brother. She is a hot one.” I look behind me seeing Savage looking at Madalyn and not me.

“She is,” is all I say, judging his response but I get nothing, as usual with him.

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