Ugly Beast (Hell's Bastards MC 1)

She wasn’t crying. He figured that was a plus. The last thing Ugly Beast felt he could handle right now was tears.

“I was hungry,” she said.

“I know. I forgot to bring you some food.”

She turned toward him. “Were those women your girlfriends?”

“No. They service every single man in the club. They’re just good at riding cock.”

“And your men still like them?”

He turned toward her, seeing the curiosity in her gaze.

“You can’t be servicing any of the brothers. You’re mine, Abriana.”

“I wasn’t thinking of having sex. It’s just, in my world, she wouldn’t be well respected.”

Ugly Beast laughed. “She’d be fucking loved all right, but only for as much cock as she can suck. She’d be the entertainment. It’s the wives that would hate her fucking guts. They don’t like any bitch stealing their men.”

She shook her head. “I doubt that’s it. Most of us don’t want their men to touch them. Besides, they’re not ours. We always belong to them, but they are never ours.”

“Is that what you feel like with me? You don’t want me to touch you?”

He waited as he expected her hesitation. Running his fingers through his hair, his dick had long lost any of its hardness.

“No, I don’t want you to touch me.” She looked at him. “You can sleep with those women. I don’t care.” She got to her feet, brushing her clothes down. “Sorry if you felt you had to come and see me. I just want to go back to your room now.”

“You don’t have to go to our room. You can stay.” He noticed how she didn’t call it “our room.” He didn’t like that.

Abriana needed to learn she wasn’t under Garofalo’s rule anymore. She was part of the club, and she could sit around, party with the brothers. They all knew not to touch her.

“Raven will be back to party soon,” he said, trying to coax her.

She smiled. “I liked Raven.”

“I bet meeting her was a bit of a shock.” He laughed.

“How do you mean?”

“You’re used to women abiding by the rules. Raven has always done and will always do her own thing. She’ll take care of you though. No doubt about that. She is fucking loyal.” He got to his feet. Moving to her side, he wanted to touch her, but he held himself back, recalling the previous night’s tears. “You ready to head inside?”

She nodded.

Walking side by side, he didn’t like the distance she’d created between them. It pissed him off, and he wanted to fill the gap.

Instead, he stayed as close as he could without touching her, which was a lot harder than he thought it would be.

They entered the kitchen. Brick was fucking the woman now. He grabbed Abriana’s arm and moved her past the vision of Brick’s naked, spotty ass. It was a sight he always wanted burned off his retinas.

“Is it always like this here?” she asked.

“It is. You don’t have to stay.”

They entered the main clubhouse, and the women were still stripping down. More women were here, which meant only one thing, their strip club, Tits, had closed for the night. The girls always liked to unwind here. Some of the brothers brought them along for some fun. Most of the time, the women were up for anything, especially after a night of having guys hard for them. Some of the women went home to their families as they were only working there for the money.

He spotted Raven sat at a table. She had a couple of green bills, and she was whooping to the crowd for the girls to keep on taking their clothes off. He didn’t get that woman. One moment she was yelling and shouting at him. Then, the next minute, she was wanting chicks to get their clothes off. None of them knew if Raven was gay or not, or bi. He was sure some of the guys had a bet on for them to find out, but as yet, none of them had fucked her to find out.

“Abriana, come here, girl.”

All eyes turned toward her, and he waited.

“If you’re waiting for an order, it’s not going to happen. You’re free here. I told you that.”

She tucked some of her brown hair behind her ear. Even dressed in jeans and a shirt, she stood out. She was not one of them, but that didn’t mean in time she wouldn’t be.

“I’d like to stay.”

“Then go and take a seat.”

He knew Raven would make her feel like home. The female of the club was always helping others, and he’d seen her helping out around the city, and the nearest town where they always made a stop to fill up with gas before making it home.

They were not too far from the town, and their clubhouse was stationed between the town and the city. No one fucked with them for that very reason. He even had a deal with the local sheriff, that he would make sure no one hurt their town, and that there were no gang wars, and in return they would turn a blind eye to some of the goings on in town, which included some of the women working in one of the empty warehouses on porn.