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I stare wide eyed, hardly believing she lost it like that. Griff laughs hard, clapping his hands together. “Man, she had more fire than I thought.”

Whiskey throws me a towel and I wipe my face. “Shut the fuck up, Griff,” I mutter. I get up and rush after her.

She’s almost at our room by the time I catch her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her against me. “You gonna pay for that, Siren,” I whisper hiss. I wrestle her into our room and the second I close the door, she spins on her heel to face me, glaring in anger.

I take in her stance and keep my distance, “You look ready to fight, Siren.” I sigh, adding in a gentler tone, “I’m not him, I won’t hurt you.”

She inhales sharply, and the anger leaves her expression. I step closer, pushing her against the wall and kissing her until I feel the last of it melt away. She begins to tug at my clothing and I shrug from my kutte. “I want to hear you screaming my name,” I whisper, unfastening her button and pushing her jeans down her legs. She steps out of them. I grip her lace underwear and tear them from her, dropping them to the floor. “But first of all, I want to make it clear,” he whisper, rubbing my fingers over her wet entrance. She closes her eyes, gasping in pleasure, “that I might talk to other women, some might be ex’s or people I’ve had sex with, it doesn’t mean I’m fucking them.”

I unfasten my own jeans and free my cock, fisting my erection and crouching enough to line myself up at her entrance. “Hold on to me,” I instruct, as I lift her slightly. “I’m yours. No matter what people say, what you think you see, I am yours.” I thrust into her and she cries out in surprise.

“Seeing her here today threw me,” she admits, gripping my shoulders as I slowly drag my cock from her, before easing back in. “She belongs here, I don’t.” Her cheeks colour slightly at her confession, like it slipped out without her permission.

I groan, “Siren, you belong here. Wherever I am, that’s where you should be. Sassy is my past but you are my future.” I move faster, enjoying the feel of her pussy choking me. “I want to see Alfie, to do that I have to break down her walls, but that doesn’t mean I’m cheating on you.”

“What if that’s what she wants? What if she wants you to be a family?” I press my head against her shoulder trying to regain composure. This is the most she’s opened up to me so far and I don’t want to rush it.

“Then I’ll tell her that I already have a family which I want Alfie to be a part of. Unfortunately, there’s no room for Sassy in that.”

Relief floods her face and she wraps her arms around my neck, shuddering as she comes apart. “You need to know that I like you a lot, I haven’t felt like this in a long time and I plan to tell the club that you’re mine. In my world that’s huge, just as good as putting a ring on your finger.”

Neve places her hands on my cheeks, staring intently into my eyes. “Thank you,” she whispers, before kissing me slow and dragging an orgasm from me. I growl, stilling as I release into her. “I’m sorry I’ve been such a cow all day,” she adds, placing kisses over my face. “Forgive me?”

“Always,” I tell her, lowering her to the floor. I hand her a pair of boxers shorts, wondering if she’ll comment on the fact we didn’t use protection. It’s not something we’ve discussed but I don’t hate the idea of her carrying my kid. Fuck, when I picture it, it gets me hard. She slips the shorts on and slides into bed, pulling the sheets back for me to join her. I smile and snuggle up behind her.

Chapter Fourteen

Neve

It had been a week since I’d arrived at the club and I was finally starting to relax. Finn hadn’t bothered to call me again, which was helping me to feel less anxious. Although deep down, I wasn’t sure if it was a blessing or a curse, at least when he called, I knew what he was up to. However, Ryder had a new plan, and we’d decided that doing it all illegally wasn’t going to work, we need to prove without a doubt that Harlee is safer with me. Our main problem was that I’ve never reported Finn for any of the abuse and the only record of anything happening was the school’s safeguarding concern. It’s frustrating that it isn’t enough, surely one time hitting a child is plenty, but Ryder thinks we need more.

I take a breath and head over to where Sarah is working with Harlee. I have to make the effort with her if I want her to accept I’m a part of Ryder’s life, because hopefully, I’ll also be a part of Alfie’s. “Do you want a drink?” I ask.

“No, where’s Ryder”? she asks, her tone unfriendly.

“He’s just at the gym. Can I help?”

“He’s supposed to be coming over tonight for dinner. We need to discuss Alfie.”

I stiffen at her words, he hadn’t mentioned dinner. “Well, I’m sure he hasn’t forgotten.”

Sarah smiles, arching a brow. She crosses her legs and her short skirt rides up enough to show she’s wearing stockings held by suspenders. Who would wear that to school? “He’d better not have, I’ve brought his favourite dinner in.”

I force a smile before walking away. I won’t bite and it’s clearly what she wants. As I take a seat at the bar, Ryder comes in looking flushed from his workout. He spots me and heads over, kissing me on the head. “Good day?” he asks. I nod. “I’ve had the afternoon from hell.”

“Sassy is waiting for you,” I mutter, trying to sound less bothered than I am.

He groans, “Oh crap, I forgot to tell you, I’m going over to hers to talk about Alfie.”

I nod, keeping my eyes fixed on the television. “Yeah, I heard.”

“Sorry, It slipped my mind,” he says, kissing me on the head for a second time. I don’t respond and he sighs heavily before trudging off in Sarah’s direction.

I watch as he greets her warmly, and then Harlee reaches up and he pulls her into his arms while chatting with Sarah.

“You ready?” he asks.

Sarah nods, gathering up her things. “Is steak still your favourite?”

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