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Without ending his glare at Cassie, Parker's the one to answer. "Ticket told me he's going to show her the ropes. But not dressed like this."

"You can't tell me what to wear. And why does it matter? I'm not working on any bikes today. Plus I won't be leaving for a few hours yet." Still sleepy and relaxed, she gives Ripley the perfect pillow for his head on her thigh.

"Nobody should get to see you like this," Parker snarls and wraps his hand around her wrist, which still holds him in place.

Cassie sighs. "Why?"

"Because!"

That actually makes me snort, and I have to take a step back. Parker looks ready to go to war for her after locking her in a room, and I'm pretty sure I've never seen Ripley so content before.

"Nice comeback," she mutters, sitting up.

Righting her top and releasing him, she runs her hands through Ripley's long hair with so much care I feel a hint of envy. I want her to pet me too.

"Cassidy, I'm serious. All the men will stare if we're not there, or unless you get dressed." Parker's losing his cool, and it seems Cassie has all the patience in the world.

"Well," she hums and folds herself over to kiss Ripley's head. "Sounds like you're going to have to come with me. I'm your kinky slut, remember?"

With that, she nudges her stalker up and out of her way before swiping her shorts off the ground. "See you in a few hours, Parker."

Fuck, I hope he accepts her challenge.

Chapter Twenty-One

Ripley (Ripper)

"Stop. You're creeping me out."

"I'm creeping you out?" Koa replies with exasperation. "Rip, you're the fucking stalker."

"Takes one to know one," I fire back, sipping my whiskey and avoiding his stubborn stare. That's all he's been doing for the past hour, and I don't like it.

Maddox steps up to the bar and slams his hands down. "You're both acting like fucking children. We have a problem, and I need you to focus."

Chugging the rest of my drink, I grunt and give him my full attention. Koa has other plans. He jumps off his stool and shoulders his way between Maddox and me. "Yes, boss. First, I have a question for our kitty licker."

A long-suffering sigh falls from our fearless leader as he flags down a drink. I, on the other hand, lick my lips and lean my elbows back against the bar with ease. Just as I knew he would, Koa steps between my spread legs, unfazed by the danger that lurks just beneath the surface.

Without hesitation, I strike fast, grab him by the throat, and drag him close so he might catch a whiff of Cassie's delectable pussy on my face. "You're just jealous. But make no mistake, my love, I don't like being teased so openly in front of our men. Or do you not recall the last time you pushed me too far?"

"Am I supposed to say 'yes, sir'?" he murmurs, staring at my mouth like he's starving for a drop of Cassie.

Gripping his throat just enough to put strain on his windpipe, I lick his bottom lip and take a nip. "Only if you're about to get on your knees and beg me to steal your breath a different way."

"Okay, enough!" Maddox whisper-hisses, moving into our little bubble. "You guys are like two sides of the same goddamn, infuriating coin. Koa, ask your question right now because I need your help."

Puffing out a shaky, horny breath, Koa leans back and looks me in the eye instead of salivating over my lips. "How did you know?"

I don't have a chance to ask for clarification because Maddox demands it for me. "More, Koa. You have three minutes to hash this out before I drag you both down to the dungeon by your ears."

Shit, is there a traitor I didn't know about? Or is he just in a kinky mood and wants to tie us up? "To teach us a lesson at listening or because you have a toy for me to fuck with?"

"Hangaround turned spy," Maddox offers. "Hurry up, Koa."

Koa's calculating gaze snaps back to me. "How did you know she was okay with the way Parker was talking to her on the stairs this morning? The shit he was saying⁠—"

"Koa, we all have our kinks. I realized she liked his brand of degradation the moment he opened his mouth and her cunt spasmed on my fingers. Not to mention, she totally got off on being watched that first day in the clubhouse, which tells me she's willing to explore. Hell, she was putty for this asshole," I gesture to Maddox who has the decency to look guilty, "when he used her for a quick blowjob and sent her away."