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in her ear as Scooter sauntered away.
    “You keep saying that, Talon.”
    “You’re damn straight I do and I’ll keep saying it until you get it through your pretty little head.”
    He pulled her over to an area where people were seated on a ledge. She was sandwiched between his legs and his body felt rock hard. The possessiveness seemed to ooze off of him and he never took his hands off of her. She was glad for the beer she was drinking. She definitely needed something to help calm her nerves.
    She watched a group of girls making their way in and she could tell they weren’t part of the club family. Talon leaned down to whisper in her ear as if reading her mind.
    “They’re outside girls. They come in to party, hoping to be part of the club. The boys will party with them, fuck ‘em, and move on. They’re sweet butts but they’ll never be old ladies. They’re just a good time for the boys is all.”
    “Is that all I am… a good time?”
    “What don’t you get about the word property ? I own you, Grace. In a sense, the club owns you. You work for us now and we take care of what’s ours.”
    “Did you own her?” she asked as she looked over at a redhead who’d been glaring at her since they entered.
    “She wants to fuck me is all. She wants to be an old lady and you being my property is stopping that. She thinks you’re too good for me. I never had an old lady until you; I just fucked the club whores.”
    Grace jerked around, shocked by his casual statement about fucking what he referred to as club whores . “What do you mean by club whores ?”
    He pulled her between his legs to face him and glared down on her as if the intense gaze of his coal black eyes would reinforce what he was saying. “It means we have women who service any of the brothers who need servicing. If they need their cocks sucked, or if they want to run a train on a club whore, she’s available.” The shock on Grace’s face was evident but he continued talking. “This is my world, Grace. Nobody is making these girls do anything they don’t want to do. They made themselves available. We do what the fuck we want, when we want, and we don’t make apologies to anybody. It keeps the boys from fighting if they have pussy on tap. That’s just how it is.”
    She felt damn good pressed into him like she was. He pulled her in closer and purposely let her feel his hard cock rubbing against her.
    “Yeah, all that testosterone can make a man feel real fucking aggressive. Like right now, I can’t think about anything but sliding my cock up into you until that piercing I have is banging into your g-spot and you’re screaming out my name in ecstasy.”
    He laughed when he saw the look of shock on her face. He took her hand and ran it up and down his jeans right where his hard stalk was pressing against the denim. “I’m going to fuck you, girl, and make you mine completely. I want you tied up and at my mercy. I’m a kinky motherfucker and I plan on unleashing all that kink on you.”
    He pulled her away from the crowd and into the compound, making his way around a darkened corner. His hands pinned her into the wall and prevented her escape as his eyes threatened her with the look of a predator sizing up his prey.
    “Pull my cock out of my pants; I want you to see that piercing.” He was shocked when she didn’t hesitate. She unzipped his pants and his cock sprung free, hard and ready for her. She looked down and stroked it as she studied every inch of hardness in her hands. He squeezed his hand over hers demanding her to be more forceful. The air he sucked in through his teeth sounded like a hissing noise. She felt so fucking good. She studied the piercing in the shape of a bar with the two balls that screwed in at each end.
    “Did it hurt?”
    “Fuck yeah it hurt, but the pleasure it’s going to give you is well worth it.”
    She smeared the pre-cum over the slit in his cock and he groaned. She felt so fucking good. He jerked her