Sin City Legends MC "Completed!"

Chapter 11

“Dustin’s p.o.v.”

I stalked into the kitchen, my angel was standing in front of me looking unbelievably gorgeous. But also like she was confused an not sure if she should run away from me or not. If she’s smart she won’t it will only infuriate me more.

I looked over her beautiful body, I could see she’s not wearing a bra under my shirt. f**k! She looks hot as hell in my shirt an those shorts the way they hug ever curve of her ass. Just seeing her like this made me want to f**k her again, but that’d have to wait, as I kept looking her over.

She was my future, and it was being threatened an I never took well to being threatened. I give her this though she is getting smarter, she’s already learning to sense my mood shifts. Cause she brought me my phone but also a blunt that I didn’t ask for. This little stuff I’ve seen her start to do these past few days. Have only made me realize even more how perfect she is for me.

I reached forward to take my phone an blunt from her hands. But she stepped back from me again, I felt my anger rush through me. I ran my hand through my hair, an shifted my body weight. “Angel, I told you before you have nothing to fear from me. I’ll only hurt you if you ask me to.” I took a deep breath, then stepped towards her again an grabbed her arm so she couldn’t pull away from me again.

I pulled her up to my chest an locked my arm on her waist. I took the phone an the blunt from her an breathed deeply in front of her. Just the touch an smell of her made me relax. f**k, I become weak when I’m close to her I haven’t noticed this before, she really in my anarchy. I put the blunt in mouth an lit it, then flipped open the phone an called my Prez.

I gave him the low down of what I’ve just heard. I could feel his anger as well. “I f*****g thought, Bullseye got rid of the punk a long f*****g time ago! He stopped talking to her over 5 months ago!” I could feel my anger rising again as I pulled her closer to me. “I don’t give a f**k if he wants a table. What are we going to talk about. How he wants to be f*****g buried! Cause that’s what will happen if he tries to take her from me.”

My angel grunted out loudly as my Prez started speaking again, she started to struggle against me. An I f*****g hated it, I needed her close, she was mine! She pushed her small hands on my stomach to get away from me. I grunted an gave her a ‘knock it the f**k off look' she pushed me again an said “let me f*****g go! I’m going to find out what the hell is going on.”

I slowly released her, an said.. “I’ll call you right back.” Cutting off my Prez an hanging up on him. She walked back to the bedroom, an tried to close the door but I stopped her. She was sitting so sweetly on my bed with her legs crossed.

She had her phone in her hand an was calling someone, she put it on speaker phone. Just as Ethan walked up behind me eating, leaning on the bedroom door frame. The phone rang loudly, filling my silent room. I walked over closer to her an looked at the phone it read. “My Bae"

It really bothered me, when she was done on the phone I was going to make her change it immediately.

*Phone conversation*

Logan: “Princess, long time no talk. Did you miss me like I’ve missed you. Daddy can’t wait to see you baby.” He cooed at her in a very menacing way, with flare an drama in his voice.

Rylee: “What are you talking about Logan, You broke up with me remember! Why are you doing this!?”

Logan: “Princess, I was pissed cause of the tat you know that! I told you I wanted to make you mine, or did you forget!? How could you let Bullseye do that to you! I know you felt shameful afterwards. But your still beautiful to me, you know that right! f**k that tat, your my princess.

I would’ve marked you the same if you’d let me that night at the clubhouse! God, I miss you so f*****g much. I should’ve just f****d you anyways that afternoon when I had you pinned against my Harley! f**k, I can still smell your sweet perfume on my shirt. From riding with you on the bike all afternoon.

I’m sorry baby, Daddy f****d up. But he’s coming for you. I won’t let you be traded like some trophy! An I swear when I see you again, I don’t give a f**k who’s there! I’m ripping those panties off an f*****g you right baby! Daddy’s d**k is getting hard just thinking about your sweet…..”

Dustin: “That’s about quite enough Logan! This is Dustin! VP, of Sin City Legends MC, California, Mother Chapter! She’s mine, I’ve branded an placed my name on her! Plus I’ve already achieved what you couldn’t, you should hear how she screams out my f*****g name with my fat co…” Dustin’s demon lingard heavily on his voice.

Rylee: “Dustin! That’s enough! Logan don’t come here! I’m with Dustin now, an I have no f*****g clue what your talking about I’m not some trophy!” She was starting to feel very agitated now, you could hear it in the way that she spoke.

Logan: f**k it! Princess! You f*****g listen an listen good! He doesn’t love you, don’t let that cheap smile trick you. Your f*****g smarter than this little game we boys play. You know this well enough, cause we played it together here! He’s only with you for that throne princess, otherwise you’d be nothing but another p***y for the evening to him. Daddy knows best! I’m f*****g coming for you!

*Phone conversation ends*

I ripped the phone from her hands an ended the call changing his name in her contacts, as she looked at me with confusion again. “Ethan go away.” I barked. “I’ll be in the living room if you need me, foods on the counter.” He said with a mouth full of food. She stood up next to the side of the bed an just roared at me. “What the flying f**k Dustin! Why is Logan calling me your trophy!”

I smirked back at her, I saw her demon meeting mine head on now. I closed the bedroom door, an ran my fingers through my hair. “Why did you let him speak to you like that your not with him. Your with me! Your f*****g mine! God damn it!” I tried to change the subject but it didn’t faze her, she came at me again.

Her eyes flaring wider with fury, “Answer me! Or! Or I’ll!” She said as her fists started shaking. I grabbed her arm in my hand an pulled her close. To my chest, she didn’t struggle, just looked me dead in the eyes an said again. “Answer me, or so help me God! I’ll….” I challenged her back. “You’ll what Princess… What will you do.” I used his words against her.

She slapped me hard, the smack sound vibrating through the room. I couldn’t control myself anymore after that. My demon in full control, as the words poured out of me in a loud roar so that my cousin could hear in the living room.

“Jesus Christ! b***h! Stop f*****g slapping me or will see how you f*****g like it! Know your place! f*****g hell woman! Remember who you belong too!” I took my free hand an rubbed my thumb over my brand on her neck as I said it to her. To help remind her that she was mine, an my mark was there.

She jerked her arm from my hand, “I’m done here! I’m going to my dads up the street!” she demanded. “No! Your f*****g staying here where you belong your mine! If you're not happy with the f*****g house we'll buy another one. But you’ll stay here till I say you can leave.” I told her again.

That’s when she tossed a curve ball at me, did she some how figure it out? About the pipeline? “Logan's right! I’m a trophy of some kind to you or you’d let me go! Why am I so important to you!? You barely know me. I could just be this weeks f**k an next week you could replaced me! You don’t have feeling for me! I was a fool to sleep with you!”

It felt like someone punched me in the gut with an iron sledgehammer! No one’s ever spoken like this to me let alone been so defiant, normally women do as I tell them because they're just so happy to just be next to me or thankful I’m f*****g them. I’ve never in my life met a woman more difficult like this!

I sighed, an ran my free hands fingers along her jaw line. “Angel” I cooed at her so softly that her fire in her eyes actually started to over power mine, she was making me feel weak again. An the words poured out again. I am truly her Mayhem, because I was truly ready to summon the fires from the deepest parts of hell to keep her next to me.

“Rylee, Angel. Please, don’t leave. I need you more than you know!” She pursed her lips and then spoke, firmly to me. “Then tell me why you need me! An don’t give me that line of Bullshit! Its Club Business!” I grunted an turned, then jerked open the bedroom door! “Ethan! Grab your cut! We’re going to the club house I need to rage!” I said loudly.

I turned an started grabbing clothes an putting them on, when I turned to grab my cut off the chair. It wasn’t there, I glared at my angel, my demon fully visible in my eyes. She was holding it in her small delicate hands. I softly reached for it an she once again said. “Just tell me!” I softly kissed her cheek, then pulled my cut from her hands.

I pulled her into my arms after I had my cut on. An I kissed her sweet cherry red lips trying to suck my soul back out of her with no luck, I only lost more of myself to her. My hands wondered down her sides as we kissed, they stopped over her round ass. I firmly grabbed her ass in my hands an squeezed. Her small hands gripped my cut tightly at the same time.

Fuck! I released my hold on her an took a step back. There was a large bulge visible on my pants, an said firmly trying to show no weakness. “Lock the doors after we leave like I showed you. I don’t know what time I’ll be back.” I didn’t listen to what she said anymore, cause if I did, I knew I’d never leave.

So Ethan an I headed to the club house to rage! I kept thinking as I was riding my bike, “I can’t be, I don’t do feelings! They’re a distraction!”

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