kicked our shoes off. I pushed his pants down over his hips as I stepped out of my yoga pants leaving us both naked. I raked my eyes over his muscular naked body. When I met his eyes he came to me our mouths crashing together in a frenzy as if we couldn't get enough of each other. He pulled me to the bed dropping down with me on top of him as he leaned back on the bed. His rough hands explored my naked body stopping between my legs. I moaned into his mouth as he slid a finger into me. Slowly he moved it in and out of me. It wasn't enough I needed more from him. I wanted all of him. His hand slid away as I positioned myself above his cock and slid myself down it’s length gasping as I felt myself stretching to fit him inside of me. I looked down at him as I rode him. Staring into his forest green eyes, his hands massaged my breasts as I rode him.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I got Zoelle settled down and by the time she was tucked into bed asleep and I made my way back out to the common room Trix and Payne were gone.
I sat at the bar with a bottle of whiskey trying to drink her away when Venom sat down next to me.
"Got everything we need. Ready to roll out tomorrow."
"Good. That's real good. This lockdown is wearing on me. I need to get out of here."
"You need to calm down on that whiskey Prez."
"Nah it's all I got to keep me from killing Payne right now."
"You know you need to let her go. I know you don't want to hear it but you got a wife and a kid on the way and she isn't a club whore you can claim and keep for yourself."
"Fuck you."
"Stop letting her get to you Nix. She's not worth it. No bitch is and I'm tired of watching her turn you into a fucking teenage boy."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Just take a look in the mirror Nix. You’re different when she's around and when you guys were together shit was real good around here and when you’re not and she's not here things were great. She comes back around and isn't yours and look at you. Can't make decisions, can't function, moody as all hell. Just like a teenage boy going through puberty."
"Fuck you."
"If I could I would put a bullet in her head to give you some peace but I'm not sure that would help you any. And she's Nitro's daughter. I don't want him on my bad side."
“Her being dead won’t change anything. She is who she is and I am going to make her see who she really is. She needs to see that she shouldn’t have left in the first place. She can be a mother and a black hearted bitch at the same time.”
“Nah it don’t work that way Nix. She’s going to hate you if you make her kill again. She may have once been a black hearted killing machine but once that baby was born things changed for her. That little boy changed her and you need to see that. Just wait until you hold that baby in your arms for the first time. The only person she is going to kill is someone who threatens her little boy. That’s all.”
“She will always be a killer Venom. She has a kiss of death. One kiss and you’re completely addicted to her. Then she turns her back on you making you want more of something you’re never going to get.”
“Get over it. Let Payne deal with her. Although now that he’s had a taste of her he may try sticking around a bit. How you feel about that one.”
“I can send him away easier then I can her. More than likely she is just trying to rub it in my face. She’ll get bored sooner or later.”
Chapter Eight
This was it. Time to do something that I promised myself I wouldn't do. Didn't matter though. I was good at breaking promises to myself. I slid on the black leather pants I hadn't worn in forever. They still somehow fit like a second skin. I pulled a black tank over my head and pulled on my black leather jacket. I zipped it up and checked the pockets. A pair of blood stained leather gloves. Well that wouldn't have been good if someone would have found them. I looked over at Zaiden who was playing with his
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