“You could run the whole god damned world with a pussy like that.” I stuff my spent dick back into my pants and go over to the cabinet to get a few rags. I wet two of them and go over to Finley, handing her one. When I move to wipe the blood off of her face, she backs away from me.
“Leave it.” She cleans up the mess between her legs and then takes the rag I have and wipes up the table edge. When she turns back to me, she puts her hand out.
“Oh no, you put them in my pocket. You don’t get them back. Why aren’t you cleaning the blood off?”
“I put them in your pocket so they wouldn’t end up on the floor! And I am leaving the blood because I think that some of the club members and the hang-arounds might need a reminder of who I am.”
“I fucking love you, woman.” I had told her once before but not like this. The first time was mostly an accident, this time I wanted her to hear me. Without question.
“I love you too, Bell.” Those words came out of her mouth and it’s enough to make me want to go again. She’s already not wearing any panties.
“We have to get back before Scar comes and takes me without asking.”
I still don’t give her the panties back but we leave. I park near the back door so that we can go in through the back and make sure that no one is still hanging around that doesn’t belong to the club.
There are a few people still hanging around but none that aren’t members, Finley struts through the door with her head high and an extra sway in her hips.
“Why the fuck is she covered in blood?” Pyro demands when we get back to the bar. Pyro is running his hands over her—checking to make sure none of it is hers—before he grabs her face and asks again.
“The little devil took advantage of my lowered inhibitions after I tortured that guy, she fucked me on the steel table before she would let us leave. And then she wouldn’t let me clean the blood off of her.” Scar busts out laughing and when I turn to him I see why.
“Shit. Sorry, Prez.”
“What the hell are you doing to my men, Finley? Like they have no respect for me anymore.”
Finley looks around the bar, there is only a handful of people in here and all of them are ones that we are close with, when she smiles and turns back to him I know that shit is going to hit the fan.
“Well, pops, as it turns out they are more scared to lose me than anything you could do to them.” Everyone’s eyes go wide except for Finley’s and Bank’s, I even hold my breath, thinking he is going to shoot someone this time.
He shocks the shit out of all of us when he leans back and says, “Good. That’s how it should be.”
20
Finley
Spring break was great, and even a little bloody. I managed to feed that animal inside me without having to get into a fight, well other than hitting that one guy and breaking his hand. Bell and I followed the guy that Travis had been meeting with, when he let his guard down Bell picked the lock on the back door and we took him back to the compound.
I can’t tell you what compelled me to take the gun from Bell and be the one to end the guy’s life, but he didn’t stop me. Then he fucked me raw on top of the implements table. We went back to the clubhouse covered in blood and smelling of sex, it was very entertaining.
“BITCH!” Raven hollers and barrels across the room, when she crashes into me, we both fall back on the bed laughing.
“I know! I missed you too, now tell me everything.” I know that she is going to ask me about my week and there is only so much that I am going to tell her. Distracting her by getting her to talk is the best option.
I regret it almost right away, Raven spends the next hour telling me everything that happened, every single day, about halfway through Zoe comes in and sits on the end of my bed, but thankfully Raven doesn’t start her story over.
“That sounds like we missed a hell of a time!” Zoe tells her then she smiles down at her phone.
“I see Zoe is off her boy sabbatical?”
“She is, and she is very happy about it. So don’t give her shit.” Zoe talks about herself in the third person while she types out a response to whoever she is texting. I wonder if it’s Tough.
Several times over the week I saw the two of them chatting, always close but never touching. Top and Hollow were either with them or nearby, so I guess they were okay with the idea of filling all three of her holes. I haven’t gotten to ask her if she made that happen, but being that she was reluctant to get into a relationship with two men, I bet wrapping her head around three is even harder.
“How about y’all, how was it going home with Finley?” I can almost jump on the bed when she asks Zoe and not me.
“We had a blast! Got to ride motorcycles every day, and go to the little thrift shops in the town. Her dad is SO cool and nice! Which I wasn’t excepting, you know, with who he is. But I loved every minute of it. I came back to school feeling refreshed and ready to finish the semester strong!” I refrain from pointing out that she was also properly fucked every day this week, that helps a girl feel relaxed.
“Hey! I just remembered something! Give me your phones!” Raven hands hers over without question but Zoe looks down at hers and hesitates. “Hoe, I don’t want to read your dirty text!” While I am waiting for her to corporate, I open Ravens and go to the app store. “I am installing the same tracker that the guys have on mine. They used it to keep an eye on me when I first left. Yes, I was mad at first, but it was for security reasons. Anyways, I’m putting it on both of yours. It's secret and if someone goes through your phone it will just look like a game but it can’t be blocked or turned off, so if anything happens, I will be able to find you.”