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  Yeah, I remember that pretty well. UR a bad boy, Lucas Landon.

  She smiled after she typed it out and hit send. The cell beeped almost immediately with an incoming text.

  Lucas: I’m sitting here listening 2 Jakob bitch about the watered down beer we got, but all I can concentrate on is U. Fuck, I am so hard 4 U right now, Tarren.

  Good God, this male knew how to get her wet, and she wasn’t even with him right now.

  Lucas: Tell me what UR wearing.

  Hey, if he wanted to walk around with a hard-on, without her there to relieve him, and his brothers able to see it, then she would make sure he was good and horny for when she saw him tonight.

  I’m sitting here in nothing but a pair of crotchless panties, watching my reflection in the mirror above my bed, as I touch myself.

  Of course none of that was true. She didn’t even own a pair of crotchless panties, let alone a mirror above her bed. Lucas knew that, but she also knew it wouldn’t matter. He’d get even harder at the visual.

  Lucas: Fuck, Tarren. U know how 2 make a male uncomfortable, meaning, my dick is like steel right now.

  God, Lucas. I am so wet right now. My pussy is soaked, and I wish U were here 2 fill me with UR big cock.

  Lucas: I just groaned out loud after reading that, baby. The guys R looking at me like I’m insane, and UR dad is staring at me like he wants to rip my balls off.

  She was aroused, really wet, too, but she laughed at his text.

  Lucas: Funnily enough that doesn’t have me any less hard, even though it should.

  I wish U were here so I could get fucked good and hard … the right way.

  Lord, she was so turned on right now, and she told herself that tonight she’d let Lucas do whatever the hell he wanted to do to her. Who knew sexting could have her as wet as if Lucas was standing right in front of her?

  Lucas: B prepared 2nite, because I am going 2 fuck U raw, Tarren.

  I’ll meet U at the clubhouse, but U better be prepared for me, Lucas ;)

  She set her phone down, leaned back on the couch, and couldn’t help but smile. Although it had been months since they had become exclusive, and her family and friends knew about them, and supported their relationship, it felt just like the first time she had been with him.

  They had thrown a bachelor and bachelorette party for Nico and Alexis a short time ago, had fun with the cock cakes, the sex toys, and the joy that came along with being with family and friends. Nico and Alexis would be getting married in just a few months, and although she was happy for her best friend, she wished that her life had taken the smooth, effortless love like Nico and Alexis’s had. The two of them were a match made in heaven, were soul mates, and she knew their lives would forever be entwined, no matter what.

  But speaking of relationships, Lucas and her father’s wasn’t a match made in heaven, but not because of Lucas not trying. It was like when Dallas and Lucas were in club mode they were tight as brothers, but if Lucas was at her parents’ house, or they got together in an informal way, her dad was in papa bear mode. Maybe her father would always be like that, because she knew that a shifter male was very protective of what was theirs. All the Grizzlies were like that, Lucas included. Tarren couldn’t deny that having a male that looked at her in this possessive, territorial way, the way Lucas stared at her every time he saw her, had a thrill of excitement and arousal moving through her.

  Tonight would definitely be one to remember.

  ****

  Tarren pulled into the parking lot in front of the Grizzly MC clubhouse. She turned off her car, heard the music playing through the open window off to the side, and she had to roll her eyes. She was supposed to meet Lucas here so they could drive together to get dinner, and she debated whether or not to just wait for him in her car. Her father and the rest of The Grizzly MC original members didn’t party at the clubhouse anymore, not with the club whores hanging around, and not now that they had settled down with their old ladies and had families. But now it was the offspring of those original members, Nico and Lucas, Bodhi, Mason, and Jakob, and a few others, that were learning the ropes of the club to take over one day, and partying like her father and theirs had done years before.

  She tried calling Lucas once more, but she knew he probably couldn’t hear the phone. Setting her cell on the passenger car seat, she got out and headed inside. These club parties didn’t bother her, not when she had grown up around this stuff. She pulled the front door open, and immediately smoke billowed out of the main room. The music was blaring, the smell of sweat, sex, alcohol and pot filled the air, and it took her a second to focus enough to see what in the hell was going on. With the lights dimmed and the sun having set hours ago, the place looked like a twisted dance club featuring denim and leather clad badass bikers. She knew there had been a club meeting earlier, but normally when there were club functions the younger guys stayed back and partied. Although she didn’t care if Lucas hung out at the clubhouse, got drunk and smoked pot to let loose, she didn’t trust the skanks that hung out at the club.

  She saw Mason and Bodhi getting lap dances from some skanky girls, ones that were either new club pussy or they had picked up randomly at a bar. Some prospects were pouring drinks and cleaning up the ashtrays and empty beer bottles, and a game of pool was going on with some other members. Mason was Court’s son, his only child in fact, and the oldest out of all of the Grizzly kids. Bodhi saw her first, lifted his hand in a wave, a joint between his lips, and a chick grinding her ass all over him. And before she could move toward him to see if he knew where Lucas was Red came up to him. The slut all but pushed the girl off of Mason, and leaned forward. Even from this distance Tarren could see Red’s tits hanging out over the edge of her shirt, and her shorts shoved up the crease of her ass.

  “Skanky bitch,” Tarren said under her breath.

  Bodhi pushed her away, inhaled from his joint, and exhaled the smoke in her face. He grinned, shook his head, and red moved back. She turned and stopped when she saw Tarren, and her eyes narrowed. Yeah, they were not on the best of terms. It wasn’t like they had gotten into it, but more of the fact that for whatever reason Red was determined to claim a Grizzly guy as her own, even if they didn’t want her. Why she was still in the club was beyond Tarren. Well, that wasn’t true. Tarren knew that Red was easy pussy, and what male wouldn’t like that? And then Red grinned, like she knew something Tarren didn’t, and turned to head toward the back hallway. She disappeared behind the walls, and Tarren glowered harder. She hated the bitch, because the times she had seen Red it was the skank trying to get all over males with old ladies, and that was ass kicking territory right there.

  Tarren moved up to Bodhi and curled her lip in distaste when the club pussy was back to grinding on him. She cleared her throat until the club whore stopped and looked over her shoulder at Tarren.

  “Give us a minute?” Tarren said.

  Once the woman left, really just moved to the next guy in line, Tarren moved closer to talk to him. “You know where Lucas is?” She had to ask in a raised voice. Bodhi leaned forward, his eyes glossy and red-rimmed from being drunk and high, and grinned.

  “He was talking about you, and the filthy fucking things he was going to do to you. I told him to get his ass out of here ‘cause I didn’t want to hear it, but he said you were coming here to get him.” Bodhi grabbed a joint that Mason handed him.“But I think he is in one of the back rooms taking a shower.” He leaned back on the couch, stared at her, and she knew that she needed to get Lucas and get out of here or she’d be too high to even drive home.

  She nodded, said her thanks, and headed to the back room she knew he slept in sometimes when he stayed at the club. Tarren pushed the door open, and as soon as she stepped inside she heard the sound of the shower running. After a second she heard Lucas shout, some deep curses, and then him telling Red to get the fuck out. Tarren moved toward the bathroom, but before she could open the door, Lucas had it wrenched open, and had a semi-naked Red thr
ust out of the small room. He had a towel around his waist, and water dripped down his hugely muscled tattooed body.

  “What the fuck, Red? You come walking in on me in the shower, and what, think I’m going to be okay with that?” He wiped water off of his face and glared at the bitch in question.

  Tarren’s hands shook, her blood boiled, and all she wanted to do was kick Red’s ass.

  Red’s tits were hanging out, and she quickly put her shirt on, crossed her arms, and smirked at them. “What, like Tarren is the only pussy you want now?”

  “Yeah, you crazy ass bitch. She is the female I love,” Lucas roared out. The scent of his anger filled the room.

  “Love,” Red snorted, “my ass. Her pussy can’t be any better than mine.” Red took a step closer, but Tarren growled out herself. She may not be able to shift, but her inner animal wished it could come out so it could rip this slut to shreds.

  “You fucking cunt.”

  Red grinned even wider. It was a fake as hell, one that was all saccharine and full of bullshit. This bitch was about to go down. This had been a long time in coming, and Tarren wasn’t in the mood. Red had first gone to Nico, and then when she couldn’t have that Grizzly she tried to latch her skanky ass hands on Lucas. “If you’re smart you’ll leave this club right now. If you’re as stupid as everyone knows you are then you’ll stand there and take the beating you deserve.”

  “Tarren, baby, she isn’t worth it,” Lucas said, but she held up her hand. Tarren wasn’t about to stop this.

  Red ground her teeth, her grin fading as the insults came from Tarren. Good. That bitch needed to know where she stood.

  “You fat fucking bitch,” Red said.

  Oh no, that skinny whore didn’t just say that.

  “I may be fat, but the only reason they keep you around is because you are a fucking slut that sucks a bunch of bikers’ dicks hoping one day you’ll be an old lady.” Tarren narrowed her eyes. “You’re just a hole to fill, Red, and will never be an old lady. Never.”

  Red squeaked in outrage and lunged forward. Tarren was ready for her, anticipated it even. Her body shook from the adrenaline pounding through her bloodstream. Tarren swung out, connected with Red’s boney cheek, and had the slut’s whole body flipping to the side from the force of her punch. A surge of pride and pleasure filled her at that fact.

  “Shiiiit, baby,” Lucas said on a chuckle.

  “You stupid bitch.”

  “No, Red, you’re the stupid bitch.”

  Red pulled herself off the ground, ran her finger over her cheek, and pursed her lips. “You’re just a temporary piece for him.”

  “Just leave, Red. You’re a fucking bitch, and my female will wipe the floor with you,” Lucas said, his animal flashing to the surface.

  “You’ll be the old lady that stays at home while he comes to the clubhouse to bang a hotter piece of ass.”

  “That’s the difference between you and me. I know a true Grizzly male respects, protects, and never betrays a female he calls his old lady,” said Tarren. She grabbed a chunk of Red’s nasty, product filled hair, and said in a low voice, “Now you better fucking leave before I kick your skinny, dirty ass right out of here.”

  “Let go of me,” Red screamed out.

  Tarren yanked her forward, done playing this bullshit game. She dragged her out of the room and down the hall. The party was still going on full swing, and aside from a few of the guys stopping what they were doing to watch Tarren, everyone minded their own business.

  And then she pointed to the prospect at the door. “Open that damn thing up.” He blinked wide-eyed at her for a few seconds, and then the prospect snapped into action. Tarren tossed her ass out, and when Red tried to come back inside, clearly wanting to get bitch-slapped again, she stopped, her eyes widening.

  Tarren glanced behind her and saw the rest of the club whores and a few of the Grizzly guys.

  “Get the hell out, Red. You’ve done nothing but stir the shit pot since coming here,” one of the girls said.

  “I haven’t been here very long, but you’ve started nothing but trouble with me and everyone else,” Trixie, a new girl said. The little brunette had one blue eye and one green, this abnormal look that made her totally gorgeous. Shame she had been picked up by Mason though and brought back to the club. No doubt she’d be passed around sooner rather than later.

  And then everyone was sending Red and her skanky ass on her way. When Red turned around, flipping them all off in the process, there was a chorus of laughter. When Lucas came back out of the room, fully dressed now, his dark hair wet and a spiky kind of mess round his head, he looked pissed.

  “Is she gone?” he all but roared out.

  “Calm down.” Tarren placed a hand on his chest, stopping him, and then leaned up to kiss him. “She’s gone, and now I want to head back to my place, skip dinner, and finish what we started during our sexting session.”

  He growled out, wrapped his arm around her waist, and pulled her into his hard body. He was so tall, so big and muscular, that she melted right into him. There were groans coming from the guys.

  “Take that shit out of here. This is a no couple zone,” Mason yelled out, and everyone started laughing.

  “I think that is one good idea.” Lucas murmured against her lips, and then he was hauling her out of the clubhouse and back to her place.

  Chapter Eleven

  Lucas slammed the front door shut with his foot, hauled her ass down the hallway, and then when he reached her bedroom shut that door as well. He pressed her back against the wood, tilted her head to the side, and started kissing a path down her neck. She moaned, feeling this sense of euphoria surround her at the sensation of his mouth and hands on her body.

  “God, I really fucking need you, Tarren.”

  She pressed her breasts to his hard chest, gripped onto his bulging biceps, and loved that she could feel his rock hard erection against her belly.

  “Tell me what you want, baby.”

  “You,” she breathed out.

  In the next second he had her pants off, her shirt up and over her head, and had her bra torn right from her body. Her panties were the next thing to go, and he had those off as if they were nothing but tissue covering her.

  He had his hand right between her thighs, rubbed his fingers through her slicked folds, and groaned against her throat. “Seeing you go all fierce and jealous on Red was so fucking hot, baby.” He licked her throat, and she shivered. “And then when you bitch-slapped her my fucking cock got so hard for you.”

  “You’re a pervert.” She was teasing, but it came out as a strangled moan when he rubbed his finger over her clit. She curled her nails into his flesh, pulled him closer, and spread her legs wider.

  “You’re fucking soaked for me.” He started rubbing his fingers back and forth along he pussy folds now. “You make me so damn hard my balls ache, Tarren.” He started panting against her neck. “You make me want to fill you with my cum, Tarren, so it fucking slips out of you and leaves a fucking wet spot when you sit down.”

  Her heart beat so fast, so hard, and she grew wetter.

  “I want you smelling like me, baby.”

  She gasped at his heated words and let her head fall back against the door. “God, Lucas, you are so damn dirty.” She breathed out the words.

  “You like that I’m filthy, because it is only for you, Tarren.”

  She moaned out and nodded, well, as best she could because she was so turned on she couldn’t even think straight.

  “Say my name. Say my fucking name as I make you come.” He shoved his finger into her. The digit was so thick and big that she clenched around it instinctively trying to draw it in further. “I want to hear my name as I rub your pussy until you cream all over my hand.”

  “Lucas.” She said his name when he started thrusting that one finger in and out of her, fucking her with it until she was grinding herself on him, trying to cause more friction.

  “That’s it. Fuck you
r sweet little pussy on my hand, baby.”

  The satisfied sound that left him had her muscles clenching around him again. She was going to get off, and they hadn’t even fucked yet.

  “You’re so wet, so tight and hot.” He licked her neck, rubbing his cheek against her throat and causing his scruff to make her flesh burn. He ground his very hard erection into her belly, over and over again. “If I wasn’t already able to drill holes in steel with my shaft, having my finger lodged in your cunt would have done the trick in a second, Tarren.”

  She arched her neck, wanting this night to end in only one way: with his big body over hers and that thick, long erection between his thighs buried deep inside of her. He palmed her side with his other hand, gripped the thick flesh she had, and she felt so beautiful being with him. He didn’t care that she was a plump size sixteen, or that she wasn’t thin and had big fake tits like the club pussy. He loved her for the way she was, and that made her feel so good.

  “You want my bear to fuck you, don’t you, baby?” He continued to lick and suck at her neck, stroked her pussy and clit, and rubbing her to another level of pleasure. “I can smell how wet your pussy is. Fuck, Tarren, your cream is slipping down my hand.” He emphasized his words by rubbing her clit even harder. “I know you ache for me, baby, because I ache so damn hard for you.”

  Tarren wanted more. God, did she ever want more. She wanted Lucas’s scent covering her, wanted her flesh red from his erotic abuse. “I want your dick deep inside of me, stretching me, and making me feel like I will split in two.”

  “Yeah, you do, baby.”

  The room was dark, and the wild, intense and spicy scent of Lucas filled her head. He pressed his thumb to her clit, and then shoved another finger deep inside of her. A low moan left her, because having this big male pressed against her, making her feel like she was so small in comparison, had her pleasure rising to an inferno level.

  “Yes, Lucas, right there.” She gasped out when he touched something deep inside of her, something that had her toes curling and a gush of wetness leaving her.