Page 4 of Blaze

Shaking my head, I pull out of her ass as she falls forward. I crook my finger at Halsy as punishment for being a jealous bitch. She grins as she skips my way, her tits bouncing in her see-through top.

I pull the two condoms off my dick – I did fuck Elenors pussy first but feeling another man’s jizz, I quickly pulled out and shoved my dick in her ass. I hold the rubbers up to Halsy who kneels and quickly opens her mouth. I smirk as I empty my release down her throat before putting my dick in her mouth and she sucks me off, cleaning my dick making me moan.

I hear Elenor growl, but I ignore her as I wink at her sister before grabbing my jeans and putting them on.

“Is it true Alexiana is back in town?” Halsy asks while watching me put my jeans on, and Elenor spins my way, her mouth open in shock, her eyes shining with jealousy, and I sigh.

She fucking hated my friendship with Alex, hated that instead of coming to her when my mom got high and had guests around, I’d climb into Alex’s bed instead. It was always platonic, she’s like a sister to me. Well, she is now my sister-in-law, but there were never any romantic feelings involved for either of us. Elenor never believed it, she was always fucking pissed, and there would be times I’d refuse to fuck her because she was a bitch to Alex, who didn’t deserve it.

“Alexiana is back?” Elenor snips, and I raise a brow at her.

“Now I hope that isn’t jealousy, El, otherwise I won’t be fucking you for a while,” I threaten coldly, already seeing the hate in her eyes towards my friend, who doesn’t fucking deserve it. I turn to Halsy and confirm, “She is back, she’s opening her own ice-skating school for kids.”

Halsy softens and smiles slightly before she asks, “How is she doing with her mom? I heard she was killed.”

“She’s alright, I got back this morning with her,” I say, and Elenor growls, but I continue, “her husband and her son, after spreading Leena's ashes on the beach.”

Halsy’s eyes widen as she gasps, “She has a family?”

I smile widely and admit, “She does, Crusher, actually. My blood brother is her husband, meaning Kayden is my nephew.”

“Oh, wow, that’s amazing,” Halsy sighs with a smile while Elenor stews behind me.

Shaking my head, I grab my tee as Halsy walks out of the small room, and I look at my fuck buddy.

“Done stewing over shit?” I ask, and she winces but shrugs. I huff, “I don’t do jealousy, Elenor. What I’m about to ask you means you can’t act jealous around Alex who has been through a fucking lot,” I take a seat, “Crusher cheated on her, breaking her heart, Kayden, my seven-year-old nephew was shot in a school shooting. Her mom was killed because of her father who shot at her. I won’t have you causing shit because if I have to choose between you and my family I will choose my family!”

She flinches as she puts on her baby-doll outfit, ready for her next customer, then takes a seat.

“I’m not trying to be a dick, Elenor, but your jealousy with Alex, it isn’t it,” I say softly, and she nods once before asking, “What is it you wanted to talk to me about?”

I sigh as I look around the dump.

Growing up, I had this need to protect Elenor. Ever since I caught her stepfather raping her, I have had this need to ensure she’s always cared for, and the sex, well, while not the greatest, it is still good.

I think I want to save her because I couldn’t save my mother.

“I want you to be my old lady,” I admit and her eyes light up like a patch chaser but I ignore it and remind her, “I don’t love you,” she flinches but nods, I continue, “I don’t want kids, and if I claim you, you need to understand it’s so I can keep you safe. It’s to get you out of this place, to help you stop fucking around for money,” I swallow hard, “You can’t touch another man and I promise, once we are official, I won’t touch another woman, you will be mine.”

“Just without the love,” she confirms with a little hurt, and I sigh.

Maybe this isn’t the right thing…

“If you want love, then I can’t claim you,” I say softly, “I care about you, which is why I’m willing to do this, but I can’t love you. I physically don’t have it in me, you know this, El.”

She swallows and looks down.

“Look, just take some time and think about it, truly think about it,” I say, “You’ll move in with me not far from the club, you’ll wear my property patch and have access to my card. I won’t touch another woman, and you’ll be protected by the club, those are the pros, the cons, I won’t love you, I won’t have children, and I won’t have you disrespect me by fucking around or starting shit with Alex because like I said, my family comes first.”

She flinches but nods, and I stand and grab my cut off the chair before putting it on, and giving El a kiss on the head. I walk out of her room, and as I walk past Halsy, I slap her ass, making her giggle, before leaving, wondering if claiming anyone would be a good idea.

I know I’ll never love her, but I need to save her because I couldn’t save my mom, and she’s been in my life for as long as I can remember.

Sighing, I climb on my bike before I start her up and rev her, then speed off down the road, ignoring the run-down trailer I once called home. I head towards Carnage Angel’s Strip, the club's strip club I now run, much to Killer’s annoyance.

Crusher refused to take over the garage, preferring to be a paramedic, and I took a business course because I wanted to run a business, just not his. Cage mentioned the strip club when I visited him in prison, and it seemed perfect, especially when Roxy was the only one causing problems.

Cage finally got his shit together after going nomad for a year. He met his ballerina wife, had a couple of kids, and finally took his rightful place within the club. He also became a really good fucking friend when I needed one. When my brother could barely look at me.