Chapter 5—Cruz
After settling Cooper in his crib in my room, I searched for Princess, but everywhere I looked she didn’t turn up. I knew she had to be here somewhere. No one would dare let her leave the property.
Finding Breaker and Buzz, they pushed me a beer across the bar. “You seen Princess?” They both eyed each other as if they were talking between themselves with their eyes. It was pissing me off. What the f*ck was going on?
“I asked you a f*cking question. Where is she?” I growled, slamming my hand down on the bar causing everything on it to shake.
“We had our brother come here for lockdown,” Buzz said, visibly nervous as he should f*cking be.
“She’s f*cking him?” Fury raced through my body as they ignored my question. I was gonna crush this little a*shole and then spank her f*cking ass. “Where?”
“Bathroom, I think,” Breaker mumbled.
“I’ll deal with you two later.” Stalking off down the hall, there was no way to keep my temper in check. It was full bore. She wanted to f*ck… I’ll give her a f*ck. I turned the door handle; it was locked. “Open the f*cking door, Princess!” I said banging on the door hard, shaking the walls. “Now!”
“Go away!” she yelled through the door.
“Open it or I’m busting it the f*ck down!” F*ck it. Using my boot, I kicked the door as hard as I could, sending pieces of it flying in every direction. Princess didn’t move from the countertop, but the prick that was on his knees in front of her jumped as far back as he could crashing into the bath tub. What a p-ssy.
Stalking over to the guy, I picked his naked ass up off the ground, throwing him out the broken door, slamming him against the back wall along with his clothes right behind him. “Don’t let me see you later.” I snarled in warning.
“What the f*ck is wrong with you?” Princess clipped. She sat there in her black lacy bra with her jeans unbuttoned. She looked like a beautiful goddess, and if I weren’t so damn pissed at her; I would want to treat her like one. But right now I was too f*cking pissed.
“Wrong with me? I’ll tell you; you’re with me, and you go and f*ck some a*shole?” Moving in between her legs, I looked at all the curves of her body making my mouth dry and my throat catch. The tats on her upper shoulder and arm were works of art… skulls, flames with intricate flowers mixed in, no doubt a tribute to the club.
“I’m not yours. You can’t claim someone who doesn’t want to be claimed.” She crossed her arms, pushing those beautiful tits higher as her nipples peeked from under her bra.
“Bullshit. You’ve been here long enough to know how this shit works. No other guy here is to touch you. No guy period is to touch you. Ever. Except me.”
“You f*cking wish,” she said, trying to pull away from me like that was gonna f*cking happen.
“I don’t wish shit. I take it.” Grabbing her legs, I pulled her down to the edge of the counter. She tried to squirm away, but I locked her down with my arm. “Don’t, you know you want this.”
Pulling her zipper and pants down, she was commando and damn if that didn’t cause my dick to throb. “I can’t,” she said quietly.
“F*ck yeah, you can.” She acted as if she was fighting with herself. She wasn’t fighting what I was doing, but she wasn’t participating, either. Something in her snapped as she tore at my clothes. In a matter of seconds… we were both naked. Her lips crashed into mine as she tried to take control, but I wouldn’t allow it. This was my show.
Princess’s breathing picked up rapidly. Reaching down between our bodies, my hand grazed her sopping wet p-ssy. Sliding my fingers in her hot flesh, her p-ssy gripped them, tightly pulling them further into her body greedily. “You like that?” Princess made some sort of strangled sound deep in her throat urging me on.
“Answer me.” I growled. “Always answer me.”
“Yes.” She whispered.
She was way too f*cking quiet. There was no f*cking way she wasn’t going to be screaming my name. Her quick panting noises were driving me crazy, but I wanted the scream. Reaching into my jeans on the floor, I grabbed a condom, sheathing myself in record time. I needed to feel her p-ssy around my dick. Pulling her legs up and bending them at the knees, so her feet were resting on the counter, and she was open wide to me, I placed my arms on either side of her body trapping her. “This isn’t gonna be gentle,” I said before crashing my lips down feeling her soft flesh.
Punching my cock inside her, I wasn’t surprised that she was tight as shit. The knowledge that no one had been inside of her for two years had me pushing harder. I wanted to claim this woman, and as soon as this shit gets sorted out, I’ll have her f*cking bareback. She screamed as I rammed the last little bit of my cock inside of her. “You’re so f*cking tight, Baby.”
“God, that feels so good,” she said as her head rolled back. Lifting up, I pumped in and out of her hard, loving her vice grip p-ssy. The room was sweltering, and sweat dripped down my body mixing with hers creating an erotic aroma my dick couldn’t get enough of.
“Time to come, Princess.” Taking my thumb, I rubbed her * roughly, sending her off into her explosion. She screamed my name loud, just as I said she would. My dick throbbed as she milked every last drop of cum out of me. Collapsing onto her, our bodies trembling as we tried to catch our breath, I didn’t want to disconnect from her yet, the connection was too much.
Claps coming from the doorway had both of our heads snapping to the sound. Shit. The f*cking door. “Get out!” I shouted.
Dagger and Rhys were standing in the doorway with shit-eating grins plastered on their faces. “F*cking awesome show. Now I need to get laid.” Dagger took off, and Rhys just stood in place.
“Get one of the Prospects to find a door out back!” I growled as he eyed Princess’s body. Not that he could see much, but I didn’t f*cking like it. He chuckled, shaking his head walking off.
“Get off,” Princess said, trying to push me off.
“No.” Her damn brain was taking over again.
“Now!” she yelled her anger rising.
“No. Stop whatever it is that you’re thinking.” I could only imagine the shit that was racing through that thick skull of hers. She seemed to like to conger up shit for the fun of it.
“This is why I don’t f*ck brothers. It won’t happen again.” She tried to push me off of her, but I wouldn’t budge.
“Listen to me. That’s enough of this f*cking bullshit. My dick in you right now says that no one touches you, but me. Got it?”
Her eyes showed a small bit of vulnerability that I hadn’t seen before. She’s always so damn strong and hard to read. “What about her?” Her voice was barely a whisper.
“She’s nothing. She’s only here because she wouldn’t leave Cooper. But that shit’s about to change.”
“How?”
“You’re gonna be my ol’ lady. You’re gonna be part of Cooper’s life. I’m not having her hanging around.”
“You want me to be his mom? We just f*cking met! Are you f*cking crazy? And ol’ lady?” Her eyes lit up in panic as her breathing picked up.
“I’m not playing games. Not my style. You’re mine, and you will be at my side.” Her body relaxed a bit, and she melted back into me, but the trepidation was still there. I needed to find some way to get rid of that shit.
“You have no idea what you are doing,” she said, shaking her head.
“From what I saw already, I probably don’t.” Smiling at her, I brushed my lips against hers as she arched her body, taking the kiss to another level completely. My dick grew inside of her, and my hips began pumping. Her moans and mews kept me going.
As we both stood there breathless, for the second time, I edged out of her, needing to get the condom off before it exploded.
Movement at the door caught my eye as Princess tried to cover her body haphazardly with her hands.
“Cruz?” Tug’s voice came from the doorway.
Grabbing the door from his hand, I snapped, “Thanks.”
“You need help?” He eyed Princess, which pissed me off.
Looking down at my naked body, I growled, “What’d you think?”
“Later.”
Instead of attaching the door to the hinges, I rested it against the frame to block out all the f*cking eyes that were everywhere. Princess hopped down from the counter grabbing her clothes, quickly throwing them on. “I’m gonna head to bed,” she said not looking at me. To hell if she was gonna be embarrassed.
“You’re in my bed,” I said grabbing her arm and pulling her to me staring into the beautiful blue eyes of hers.
“I can’t,” she whispered as her head sunk into my chest.
“Why the f*ck not?”
“I have a roll in Pops’ room. I’m just gonna crash there.” Her head shook slightly on my chest.
Placing my hand under her chin, I forced her eyes to meet mine. “You didn’t hear me right. Get your ass in my room and lock the f*cking door. Coop’s sleeping in the side room. I’ve got shit to take care of. You’d better be in there when I get back. If you’re not, I’ll come find you.” My eyes didn’t leave her until she nodded. I moved the two doors getting out of the tight space.
I needed to get shit sorted out with Mel. I was tired of that bitch. I swear to God I think she poked holes in the condom when I f*cked her. How the hell else would she get knocked up? And Coop looked just like me so I couldn’t f*cking deny him, not that I wanted to. Since she told me she was pregnant, she’s been trying to get in with me. Sure, I’ve f*cked her a couple of times, why the hell not, it was free p-ssy. I didn’t want shit from her. I was only grateful she gave me my boy.
Stalking over to the couch in the main room of the clubhouse, she sat snorting powder haphazardly draped over the guy next to her; I couldn’t believe I was stuck with this woman in my life forever. She looked up at me, eyes dilated, completely high.
“Hey, Honey.” She smiled as much as she could and tried to get her bearings.
“Don’t come to my room. Stay the f*ck out here and away from me.”
“I wanna see my boy,” she whined, but it didn’t mean shit to me. I was done with this bitch.
“No, you can see him tomorrow. Till then, stay the f*ck away.” Turning away, Mel said a few words that I didn’t catch, nor did I f*cking care. I had a Princess that needed attention.
Walking into my room, I couldn’t help but smile seeing Princess lying in my bed covered from head to toe with my blankets, making me hard a-f*cking-gain. I needed to be inside of her, but I had beaten the shit out her and f*cked her good already. She needed to sleep.
Checking in on Cooper, I was glad to see that he was sound asleep. Coop has always been a great sleeper; not much could wake the boy up. That was good considering God knows what happened at his mom’s place.
After locking the door and stripping, I climbed into bed, pulling this beautiful woman into my body. As she melted into me, I knew I’d made the right decision to hang on to this one.
Bang… bang… bang “What the f*ck?” Princess groaned from underneath me. Somehow during the night she laid on her back, with my body draped across hers. Having this little interruption when I could have my dick inside her again was not making me happy.
“Hang on, Baby.” Scooting out of bed, I threw my jeans on, not bothering to button them.
Pulling the door open, I was confronted immediately with a very angry G.T. “What the f*ck is going on here?” he said, as he barged in the room, his eyes landing on the woman clutching the sheet around her naked body in my bed.
“G.T., calm down, you’re gonna wake up my boy.”
Princess sat up in bed, her eyes growing wide as a strangled gasp came from her lips, but remaining quiet. She was a grown f*cking adult and had no reason to feel embarrassed.
“Princess, what the hell is going on here?” G.T. moved to her side of the bed kneeling down to the floor, his eyes turning soft for his sister.
Princess stared at her brother attempting to open her mouth, but nothing came out. As her eyes found mine, they flickered, not telling me much of anything, but as she looked back at her brother the words fell from her lips. “Get me out of here.”
Moving away from the door; I’d be damned if she was pushing me away. “Princess, you’re not going anywhere.” I stood at the end of the bed staring down at her. Her head bowed low to her chest.
“Yes. I am.” Her voice was a quiet whisper. This was not the Princess that I met yesterday. This one was timid, lost, and I didn’t f*cking like it one bit. This was not the fierce bombshell I knew.
“Baby…” my words were cut off abruptly when G.T. stood toe-to-toe with me, so close I could smell the stale beer on his breath from the night before.
“Don’t!” G.T.’s voice boomed as Princess jumped. “I’m getting her out of here and so help me f*cking God, I will pound your ass if you try to stop me.”
“Stop,” Princess’s voice croaked out over the testosterone thickening the air. Both our eyes snapped to hers. “Cruz. It was a mistake. I have to go.” Princess scooted off the edge of the bed as G.T. stood in front of her, his back to her and fierce eyes on me.
“It wasn’t a f*cking mistake. You’re damn head’s overthinking again,” I growled, my anger coming through me full bore.
As Princess began grabbing her clothes, she quickly put them on, not once showing her brother or me any skin. Her movements were methodical and fast. It was like Princess took a bit of a vacation and this other woman decided to visit. What the f*ck? What got me the most was she didn’t respond to my comment about her head. Nothing, no smart ass comment. No snarky comeback… nothing… dead… cold…
G.T.’s eyes were focused on me, but I could give two shits. He wasn’t my priority.
“Princess, stop this shit.” I knew I was talking to her like when I scolded Cooper, but I didn’t care. She was not walking out on me like this. Not happening.
Princess stepped around G.T., who tried to put his arm up to block her from me, but she pushed it out of the way. Her eyes met mine, and inside them I saw a swirl of emotions that I couldn’t place. Normally she wore her heart on her sleeve, but this, this wasn’t getting me anywhere.
Her hand reached up as she cupped the left side of my face, her fingers moving through my scruff. I loved her soft f*cking hands on me, just that one touch, and I was hers. “Cruz. I’m sorry. I can’t do this. I know you don’t understand, but I can’t.”
“The f*ck you can’t,” I snarled as she shut her eyes only to open them right back.
“You don’t know me. This isn’t me. I don’t just f*ck one of you and go on my merry way.”
“Damn right. You only f*ck me, Babe.” Her shoulders sagged almost in defeat. This couldn’t be. Couldn’t.
“I’d appreciate you keeping this just between us.” Her words shocked me to my core. She didn’t f*cking want anyone to know. F*ck that.
“Honey, I’ll tell every f*cking guy in this place. No one is touching you.”
It was as if my words flipped a light switch inside her. Her sagging body instantly snapped straight as if her spine got its hardness back. Her face came eye to eye with mine and the fire that was inside before began to burn bright. “You do what you gotta do. But this,” her finger motioned pointing to her and then me, “is done. Won’t happen again. I f*cked up last night. It won’t happen again.”
Princess’s legs began moving, but I wasn’t letting her f*cking go. Grabbing her arm, she pulled as hard as she could, but I kept my grasp.
“I guaran-f*cking-tee this will happen again. I’ll let you leave for now, but this shit is far from over.” She whipped her arm quickly, this time breaking free and she walked out of the door.
“I f*cking told you not to do this shit. It’s the one thing she always said she’d never f*cking do. You don’t think she knows what it looks like to be a whore around this club? And now… you open your f*cking mouth… all these guys will know.”
“Dagger and Rhys saw us. I’m sure everyone already knows, and even if they didn’t, it will be known that Princess is mine.”
“Great, just f*cking great.” G.T. began shaking his head in disbelief as he walked to the door.
“You know I’m not done with her.”
“I didn’t think you were,” was all he said as he continued out the door slamming it shut.
“F*ck,” I uttered to myself as I laid on the bed staring at the ceiling. This was not how I wanted to spend my f*cking morning… I was supposed to be balls deep in Princess. F*ck!
Watching Princess sit at the bar joking with Buzz and Breaker has been getting under my skin the past hour, but I was supposed to be listening to Dagger and Rhys talk with the other Chapter members, so I tried not letting it show. Too bad I was having a f*ck of a time focusing on shit.
“I wanna see my boy!” Mel stomped her foot like a f*cking little kid not getting her way as she approached me. It was f*cking noon, and she was just rolling out of whoever’s bed she was in last night. I was tired of this f*cking bitch. Growing up with just a mom, I knew how important she was in Cooper’s life. That’s why I let some shit slide. I knew I shouldn’t, but my mom’s words always rang in my head: a boy always needs his momma. I couldn’t forget that, even if she was a junkie.
“Cooper!” I called from the main room. Ma had him back in the kitchen helping her make sandwiches for everyone. He loved helping.
Cooper ran out of the kitchen, but instead of running to Mel or me, he veered towards Princess sitting at the bar laughing. “Pin… ess!” he screamed, holding his hands up in the air for her to pick him up, which she did without hesitation.
“Hey, Bud. How’s it going?” Her beautiful smile illuminated the entire f*cking room, and it looked like Cooper was entranced with her.
“Good. I cookin’!”
“You are? Whatcha makin’?” she asked, just as their conversation was rudely interrupted by a very pissed off Mel. Personally, I had forgotten she was even in the f*cking room.
Mel stormed over to where Princess was holding Cooper. “Give me my boy!”
Cooper clung to Princess, holding on as if she was his lifeline, and it was scaring the shit out of me. I’d known things weren’t perfect with Mel by any means, but seeing this really made me think.
Approaching them, I demanded, “What the f*ck is going on?” Holding out my arms, I expected Cooper to jump into them, but he seemed to like where he was. I couldn’t blame him a damn bit.
“This woman won’t give me my boy.” Mel huffed, but honestly I thought she was more pissed off about the scene in front of everyone than Coop not wanting her.
“He doesn’t want you, if you can’t tell,” Princess clipped as she clutched Cooper tightly, this setting Mel off even more.
“You bitch. Give me my f*cking kid, now!” Mel grabbed Cooper’s arm and began pulling him as he screamed. Wrapping my hand around Mel’s throat, I pulled her away from my boy and Princess. Her gasps for air didn’t register through the anger radiating through me.
“You never f*cking touch him like that,” I barked out, my hands wanting to teach this f*cking woman a lesson. But one thing I didn’t do, what most of us guys here at the club didn’t do, was hit women, but this needed to be hands on. “You leave here, now. Don’t f*cking think of coming back.”
“I will not leave my boy here,” she had the audacity to argue.
I involuntarily began gripping her throat harder, pulling her against the wall. Her eyes widened; my voice turned menacing with the anger dripping off of me. “You will stay the f*ck away from him, and if you don’t I’ll f*cking kill you myself.” I needed her to understand that I wouldn’t tolerate her hands on my boy another minute.
Her words were lost. She couldn’t speak and when she did, all thoughts of not beating the shit out of her intensified. “What about the money you send me?” What the f*ck? Money?
“Are you f*cking kidding me right now, you stupid bitch? You’re worried about the f*cking money!” My other fist made contact with the wall, crushing the drywall next to Mel’s head, causing her to gasp. “Get the f*ck out of here! Now!”
Letting go of her throat, she began rubbing it over and over again, but didn’t say a word as she walked out the door. I never wanted to take Cooper away from his momma, and I sure as shit knew he’d never know the pain of not having a daddy around. But f*ck it, she was toxic, and I’d be damned if I ever saw her lay a hand on my boy again.
Anger pulsated through me. I really needed to f*cking punch something.
“Cruz?” Princess’s voice fell over me as I continued heaving.
“Yeah…” I clipped at her knowing it wasn’t her fault, but it was just a really bad time.
“I’m gonna take Cooper to the playroom, yeah?” Looking at Cooper curled up with Princess; my damn heart fell as the anger subsided a small bit. Shit. I didn’t want him to see me like this.
“Yeah, thanks.” I stalked off to the gym needing a release.
The afternoon went by quickly with more guys, and their families coming in and out of the clubhouse. Diamond set up the basement into several small rooms about a year and a half ago to accommodate all the people that came in and out. He also created a kid’s playroom. Thank God for that; at least everyone would be comfortable during this lockdown.
“Church!” Diamond yelled out with his arms crossed standing by the chapel doors.
As we took our seats, and the door shut, it was standing room only for all the chapter men that came. The large, rectangular oak table in the middle of the room housed several chairs where we spent many hours talking about business. Diamond sat at the head with the gavel. Pops was to his left, Dagger to his right. G.T. and Becs sat next to Pops, and Rhys and Zed next to Dagger. My spot was at the other end of the table facing Diamond.
One wall was covered in pictures of the brothers; anything from party shots to mug shots lined the wall. The other was the Ravage MC name with our symbol, a skull with fire coming out of the top, which was also on the back of each of our rags.
Diamond slammed the gavel down on the table. “Look. We know that it was Rabbit who shot up Pops place, and we just found out why.” Diamond’s stare turned deadly, “Princess.”
The words made my blood run cold even though my anger spiked. “What about her?” I asked, as all eyes around the table turned to me. “What? She’s mine, and I will protect her.”
“Not what she said this morning,” G.T.’s deep grumbled voice spat at me, but before I could answer, Diamond did.
“Son, she’s all of ours,” Diamond said, eyeing me. “Apparently, Rabbit has taken a liking to Babs. For those of you who don’t know, Babs was instrumental in getting our Princess locked up. She disappeared off the radar about a year ago and now has popped back up, with protection this time. They were sending us a message.”
“I’ve got a f*cking message for them; I’ll f*cking kill ‘em.” My pulse was racing to the point where I thought steam would come out of my ears. No one would take this woman away from me. Ever.
“There’re no worries there son; he’s already dead for hitting up Pops’ place. But his crew has grown over the years, and it won’t be pretty. We also have an issue with runs through his territory. We’ll need to find a different route for the time being.”
“We can’t let him dictate where we go!” I yelled, not even trying to control it.
“Calm your ass down,” Pops said, slamming his hand on the table catching everyone off guard. He’s normally the calm one when situations arise. This one must cut too close to home. “He’s not. We need to think about this short term and long term. Right now, no one else is in danger but Princess. She’s gonna be pissed, and we all know what she’s like when she’s pissed.” Groans echoed throughout the room.
Diamond cut in. “We’re gonna go on soft lockdown for everyone except for Ma and Princess. They must stay here unless escorted by a brother.”
“She’s gonna be pissed,” G.T. said, rubbing his face up and down.
“Yep. But she’s a good woman. She’ll do what’s right.” Diamond eyed me. “She your girl?”
“Yes, sir,” I said not skipping a beat. But G.T had more to say.
“She ain’t your f*cking girl!” G.T. jumped up from his seat sending it flying to the floor behind him.
Standing from my seat, I met him stare for stare, his outrage dripping off his body. I’ve never wanted to punch my brother more than this moment. I wanted to beat the living shit out of him. “Shut the f*ck up!”
“Stop it, now!” Diamond’s stern voice had us both sitting back in our seats. “Then… you keep her here. If she goes out, you make sure someone is with her. She’s your responsibility.” He smiled as the rest of the room chuckled. Damn, I knew I had my work cut out for me, and I sure as shit didn’t need any lip from my brothers.
“She ain’t gonna let you five feet in front of her. Good f*cking luck!” Irritation seeped through my pores, but I knew it wouldn’t help a damn thing right now to react. And I knew I had my work cut out for me. G.T. was probably right, not that I’d let that stop me.
Ma banged on the church doors in a panic screaming, “Pops get out here, now! Princess!”
Jumping out of my seat, I rushed to the clubhouse taking in the scene, in front of me. Princess swung a pool stick at a blonde-haired woman’s face, hitting her hard against her nose sending blood flying everywhere as she screamed. Danny, a patch member from the Clayton chapter, was getting ready to charge Princess when my voice boomed. “Danny, stop!”
Danny looked at me, “You gonna let this bitch beat up my ol’ lady?”
Narrowing my eyes, I thundered, “This bitch is my ol’ lady. There must be a f*cking reason she wants to rip your girl’s head off right now.” Moving closer to her I called out, “Princess, you okay?”
“I’m f*cking fine. And I’m not your f*cking ol’ lady. ” Her voice was cold, icy, and detached, not really something I enjoyed.
“Danny back off!” Pops boomed. “Princess, what’s going on out here?” His voice calmed as he talked to her, the gentleness of a father taking over.
“You remember that whole two year in jail thing,” she said sarcastically, gripping the pole in her hand so tight you could see the wood bend. “Well, this bitch here… is part of Babs’s, crew. She was part of it.”
“Shit,” was heard collectively throughout the room.
“Brother, I suggest you get her out of here if you want her whole,” Pops clipped to Danny.
“Oh, Pops,” Princess’s sarcasm coming back, “I think this bitch needs a lesson before she goes.”
“Not here. Not under this roof,” Pops growled as Princess turned to him, her hands clenched into fists. Nodding her head, she backed away from them, throwing down the pole crashing it to the floor, but the fury was emanating off of her body.
“Brother, she doesn’t hang out with her anymore. Babs is part of Rabbit’s crew.” Shit. Damn Danny, you just couldn’t keep your f*cking mouth shut.
Princess stopped in her tracks, coming around to stand beside me, not quite making it to Pops. “What?” she asked, covering her mouth as if she didn’t mean to say the words aloud.
“Mindy’s not part of Babs’s crew anymore. Babs is Rabbit’s ol’ lady.”
“You’ve gotta be f*cking kidding me,” Princess growled under her breath walking over to Pops. “That’s who shot Ma. I’m the reason why.” Damn this girl was smart and caught on way too quick for her own good. And dammit, it made my dick hard as steel.
Pops rested his hands on her shoulders, “Princess, the club will handle it.”
From the stiffness in Princess’s body, I knew she wanted to argue, but all she did was nod and walk away. She didn’t stop to look at me. She brushed past me as quick as she could, heading towards the hallway. Shit.