Chapter Twenty

Cutter

 

 

 

 

Her eyes are closed, and her head is resting on my chest. A part of me can’t believe that she let me in the way she did. Having her was more than I thought it could be. It ignited a need for her I never thought possible.

The club has been my life for the longest time. If ever they need me, I’m there. No questions. No delay. Last night, watching her sleep off the orgasms I gave her, I’m almost ashamed to admit I almost didn’t go back downstairs. Even now, with her lying on me, it isn't enough. I want to be buried in her, taking her in a way that no one else ever will. Claiming her and reveling in the fact that she’s mine. It's an overwhelming, all-consuming, intense craving. You hear people talk about it and you can’t help but think they’re making shit up. Nothing can change you that much.

It can.

I’m living proof.

Wrench still can’t get a lock on Dylan. It’s like he fucking vanished, which would be perfect if it could stay like that, but I grew up knowing that shit doesn’t stay perfect until you make it that way. Don’t leave loose ends. That’s the shit that will fuck you up.

My arms tighten instinctively. I need to keep her safe.

My phone vibrates and I roll away from her, grabbing it off the end table.

Lucy: That package you’ve been waiting on just came :-)

It’s about damn time.

Jaz’s eyes open slowly. “Hi.”

“Hey.” I place a kiss on her lips, knowing I’ll never tire of the way it feels.

"Everything okay?"

“Everyone’s starting to arrive. I need to head down, but if you wanna hang for a while you can.”

“I’ll come down.” She smiles at me.

When she got into it with Venus last night, I was shocked as hell. With as tame and held back as she's been, I didn't for one second think she would go after her like that. It felt good, though, having her stand up to a chick who was stepping out of line. I’d already told her to beat it once, but if there’s one thing to know about club girls, it’s that they’re persistent.

“I think we might have to bring over more of my things from the apartment.”

“I’ll stop by today and grab stuff for you. I don’t want you back there until shit is figured out.” I run my hand through her hair. “For right now, you can’t leave here unless someone is with you. Before your wheels start turning, it’s nothing like your past. Shit’s brewing and all the girls have the same instructions.”

I get out of bed and tug on my clothes from last night, wanting to get downstairs and check out my package before she comes down. “I’ll meet you down there, babe.”

“Okay, I’m going to get a shower then I’ll be down.” She smiles at me and I fight the urge to jump back into bed with her. She must spot something in my eye because she crawls over the bed, drawing me to her with this look in her eye I can’t ignore. As soon as I’m close enough she grabs the hem of my T-shirt and pulls me the rest of the way, her lips taking mine. It’s one of the first times she’s taken my lips, and my dick twitches.

I pull back, shooting her an amused glare. “I need to get out of here before I spend all day under the sheets with you.”

She laughs as I shake my head and walk out the door.

The clubhouse is chaos. With the brothers moving their girls and families in, I’m tripping over bodies left, right, and center. Pres didn't call for a mandatory lockdown but we all took him seriously when he said we needed to be careful. Through the crowd of people by the bar, I catch sight of Lucy, holding a box, a huge smile plastered on her face. When I walk over, she’s almost bouncing with excitement.

“What can I say, I love this part!” She laughs. “You giving it to her now? I heard some of the brothers from the Dark Knights will be staying here tonight because they’re on a long run. T asked me to make extra food so they can eat when they get in. Now, I guess there will be a party, too.” She winks at me, opening the box for me to remove Jaz’s patch.

"I'm giving it to her now. If we have another club coming here, she'll need it." All girls in the house are up for grabs unless they have a property patch. The club girls know that being here means that they agree to service all brothers so they really don't have the option to deny one, but an old lady is off-limits. There are certain things that are held sacred in an MC. Leaving another man’s old lady alone is a hard and fast rule, and one that’s rarely broken. I say a silent thank you that this got here in time for Jaz to wear it.

I can tell when she walks into the room. It’s almost like my body is so connected to her that I don’t even need to see her to know that she’s close. I hold the jacket behind my back and turn toward the stairs. Even with as many people here as there are, as she walks down the steps, I see my brothers’ eyes following her. It pisses me off, but I get a sense of pride at the same time.

They want what you have, I think to myself, and they’ll never fucking get it.

“Hey, you weren’t kidding when you said it’d be busy down here.” She smiles and then looks behind me at Lucy. “Hey.” Lucy is wearing one of the biggest smiles I’ve ever seen. It’s a good job I wasn’t hoping to keep this a secret because Lucy would have given the fucking game away. Jaz looks between us. “What’s going on?”

“I got something for you.” I cock my eyebrow and enjoy the way her cheeks redden. I pull the jacket out from behind me and the smile on her face grows as she realizes what it is. “I ordered it a few days ago and put a rush on it.”

Her hand runs over the leather and the patches that let everyone know she’s mine.

Part of me wonders if this is playing with her head, given her history, but when she looks up at me her eyes flooded with unshed tears and a look of happiness on her face, I push all those worries away. She turns around and I hold the jacket up for her to slip on. She turns toward me, tugging on the lapels, making it sit perfectly. I want to drive her around town just to show her off, to let everyone know that she’s mine now. “You look gorgeous.”

She smiles as she brushes her hair behind her ear.

“Tonight the club will throw us a party and I’ll get to show you off. Until then, I have church.” I give her a quick kiss and walk away before I don’t have the strength to.

I walk toward the back room knowing that Jaz will fit in here. She has everything inside of her that she never knew was there.

She’s an old lady now.