MasukKnox POV
It’s quieter out here. No arguing. No boxes with ears and fingers in them. No Charlotte throwing people against walls like she owns the damn hospital. Just silence, and the hum of bad lighting overhead.
I sit on the floor, my back pressed against the wall, eyes fixed on the ticking clock above the nurse’s station. Time crawls like it’s deliberately mocking me. Ev
Blaze POVI slam three fingers back into his ass at the same time as my other hand comes down hard on his ass cheek. The sharp crack echoes through the room. Dylan moans into the pillow, his whole body jolting.“I want to see this ass red and burning from my hand,” I growl, spanking him again, harder this time. His skin blooms pink almost instantly. His cock leaks heavily onto the sheets beneath him. “Do you have a pain kink, Little Rabbit?”I pull my fingers out, then immediately bring my hand down again while my other hand grabs his balls and squeezes them tight. He chokes on a sob, hips jerking forward, but he doesn’t try to pull away. If anything, he pushes back against my hand, chasing more.“Is it just pain you get off on?” I lean over his back, whispering hotly against his ear as I spank him again. The sound is loud and
Blaze POVI look up at him, still holding his wrists pinned. “What the fuck are you so scared of, Dylan? Forget the whole ‘I’m not gay’ bullshit for a second. What are you actually afraid of? You enjoyed it last night. I took your virginity, and at your age that means something. So tell me, what the hell are you so scared of that makes you keep fighting me?”His chest rises and falls rapidly, eyes wide and conflicted.“Are your family super religious or something? Is that it?” I press. There has to be a real reason behind all this resistance.“Maybe I just don’t want to be,” he spits out. “Maybe I’m not scared. Maybe I’m just fucking repulsed by the idea.”I tilt my head and smirk. “Oh yeah? You looked so repulsed last night while I was buried balls-deep ins
Blaze POVThe moment Dylan said Sasha was coming, I invited a friend over. Why the fuck not? All night he was holding her, kissing her gently like he wasn’t even sure how to do it properly. It looked awkward as hell.Then the guys started shouting and whistling. When I looked up, Dylan was suddenly eating her fucking face. That was the last straw. I wasn’t in the mood anymore.As soon as Dylan led her out of the main room, I pushed the guy off my lap and told him to go home. I’m fucked up, I know that, but using some random guy just to piss Dylan off? Yeah, that’s a new low even for me. What the fuck was I even thinking?A door slams somewhere down the hall. I look up and see Sasha storming through the clubhouse, eyes red, face tight with anger.“Well, that looks fun,” Ghost chuckles b
Blaze POVI lean back in my chair and look around the table. Apparently they delayed the whole bike job last night because Ghost got into it with Vesper and she tried to shoot him. Just a typical Tuesday for us.Now they’re all arguing about how rare and special this new bike is.“If it’s that good, it’s gonna be locked up tight,” I say.“Yeah, and probably has a guy watching it,” Glitch mumbles. “Means sneaking in and grabbing it without anyone knowing won’t be easy.”Echo laughs. “So someone knows? If we get in, get the bike, and get out clean, even if someone’s babysitting it, we still win. We got in and took it right under their noses.”He really wants this. “Okay, but what if multiple people are watching it?” I ask.“No,” Knox cuts in, leaning forward. “They keep normal bikes in the garage or the lot. Anything rare and expensive gets locked away separately. There’s not enough space for a bunch of guys to hang around in there.”Ghost slams his hand on the table. “We need to move so
Dylan POV“Ting might have formed the alliance,” I say, “but I know it was signed off on. There’s no way the other patched members don’t know or didn’t agree.”“Then you need to find out for me. What’s that woman’s name? His daughter, the prez’s?”“Allana. That’s the Prez’s daughter. Why?”“Get close to her. Spend time with her. See if she speaks.”Is he serious? I’m pretty sure half the club already suspects I’m not into women. I’m not even sure if they’re the kind of place that would accept it… or kill someone for it.“You’re thinking and not speaking,” my father says.I am thinking and not speaking, because I’m fairly certain Grim is gay. He’s got an old lady, but I’m almost positive he’s into men, and I can’t exactly tell my father I plan to talk to the gay guy instead.“Just thinking of what conversations to bring up with her,” I lie.The car stops and my father gestures toward the club. “It’s early. The bar will be quiet and most of the guys will be working. Use that. Anything sa
Dylan POVWhat the actual fuck?My mind and body are completely at war. Everything hurts, but at the same time I feel strangely relaxed, almost floaty. One part of my brain is completely silent while the other half is screaming at me.I didn’t expect any of this.I’d hoped I would hate it. I’d hoped I could push him off, get turned off, and prove to myself once and for all that I wasn’t into it. Instead I came the second he pushed all the way inside me, and worse, I fucking liked it. A lot.I also didn’t expect him to turn so feral. And the scariest part? Some twisted piece of me liked that too. Nothing about me is normal.His much larger body is still covering mine completely. He’s so much bigger than me. He could really break me if he wanted to, and that thought sits heavy in my chest.“You were such a good boy for me,” he whispers, pressing soft kisses along my neck.Heat floods my cheeks. I don’t know why those words affect me so much, but they do. I like it. Fuck, I actually like
Danielle POVI don’t even think. I just reach for the nearest thing I can grab, and my hand closes around the heavy candle holder that’s always sat in the middle of the table. I hurl it with a sharp cry.It smashes straight through the windo
Knox POVThe second I tossed her on the bed, I knew there was no going back. I’d been trying to be patient. I told myself she needed space, told myself she deserved time to adjust, to breathe, to feel like she had control. And I meant every word of it. But watching her crawl across the floor in tho
Knox POVI keep her against me as I climb off the bike, one arm tight around her back and the other under her thighs. She doesn’t move. Doesn’t speak. Just clings to me like she doesn’t know how to let go.
Danielle POVI completely forgot. Sam told me he’d be calling in today, that he wanted to have lunch with me. I don’t know how it slipped my mind, but it did, and now he’s here, sitting across from me while my chest tightens with guilt and nerves. I can’t seem to relax, not with Knox still out ther







