VJ

11 - I'm claiming this woman!

VJ

“You want me right now, don’t you?”

“No,” She swallows hard.

I smirk. “Don’t lie, princess. I won’t put up with that.”

“You’re so full of yourself.” I like how she’s challenging me; not many women do.

“You’d like to be full of me. Wouldn’t you, Chloe?”

Her eyes watch my mouth as I talk, and her tongue snakes out to lick her lower lip. “Yes.” She tells me in a shy little voice.

I don’t give her a chance to say anything else; my lips are on hers, my jaw unlocking hers so our tongues can battle. Her hands come around my neck, fingers in my hair, pulling me closer. I pin her against the wall; I don’t have time to take her the fuc.k to bed.

Her leg around my waist, I dip my fingers into her panties to find she’s fuckin.g soaked. I groan like a damn bear. Chloe whimpers into my mouth, hips grinding against my hand. She must be sore from last night, but I have to fuc.k her right now before I explode in my damn jeans!

“I’m gonna fuc.k you right here, right now, with all those people right outside the door.”

“Please, VJ.”

“What, princess? Tell me what you want.”

I am many things, but I don’t force women to sleep with me. Ain’t what I was raised to believe. That is not what this MC is about. My dad raised me to respect women, and I do in every way. Apart from fuckin.g them and kicking them out when I’m done, I make sure they know what they’re getting before I fuc.k them. One night, nothing more.

My dad and big brother always taught Max and me that we should treat women like we’d treat our mother and sisters. Imagine them being hurt by some guy who promised them the world and then broke their hearts with their lies. I never want to imagine my mother or sisters hurt; I’d fuckin.g kill any man who ever fuckin.g tries it.

I won’t be the man who makes promises to a woman that I know I can’t keep. Moreover, I’ll never force myself on a woman who doesn’t want it either. It doesn’t bring me a thrill to even think about it.

But why the fuc.k can’t I get this little lady off my mind?

Why can’t I walk away like I usually would?

There’s something about Chloe that draws me in. I want her as I’ve never wanted anyone in my fuckin.g life before. I lost my virginity when I was twelve to a fifteen-year-old girl who lived on my block. Yeah, I said that. I was twelve. I was a randy little cunt who couldn’t keep it in his jeans. I’ve been fuckin.g ever since. Fucke.d them and walked away.

However, this woman, with her legs wrapped around my waist as I hold her against the wall, has a fuckin.g hold over me that I can’t explain. It’s all-consuming, and I don’t know that I’ll ever have enough of her.

“Fuc.k me, VJ. Please. I haven’t stopped thinking about you all day. The things you did to me last night... no one has ever done those things to me before. No one has ever made me feel like that.”

That’s what a man likes to hear.

I kiss the shi.t out of her, sliding her panties to the side and slamming my monster coc.k right inside of her tight little body, causing us both to hiss loudly. I’ve been with some bitche.s in my time, but – and this is no lie – I’ve never fucke.d one as tight as Chloe before, and that includes virgins. Crazy, I know, and it’s probably all in my head. However, it’s like Chloe was made for me; her tight cunt fits me like a glove.

“Oh, VJ!”

“That’s right, beautiful, say my name.” I’m rutting her faster, harder, deeper. I pull her lower half closer, lift her legs higher, and I’m so fuckin.g deep like this that I’m losing myself in her.

“VJ, VJ, fuc.k, VJ! I’m cumming!” Her eyes roll, mouth locked open, fingernails digging into my scalp, and her puss.y convulsing around my dic.k so hard I can’t stop myself from cumming inside of her with a grunt, and so fuckin.g hard that I see stars!

I drop my head on Chloe’s shoulder, my dic.k still pulsing inside of her when she tells me, “You can put me down now.” Her voice is so cold it makes my back stiffen.

Is she really doing this with me?

I pull out of her and stand her on her feet. I reach over to the table next to the door, grab tissues from the box, and hand them to her so she can clean herself a little.

“You okay?” I ask while tucking my dic.k in my jeans and fastening my belt.

“I’m fine. I need to use the bathroom and then get back to the bar. Max will be wondering where I am. Thanks...” She stops abruptly.

Awkward much?

“I’d prefer it if you didn’t tell anyone about this. Especially Max; he already warned me off you.”

“He did, did he?”

Chloe nods and slips out the door, leaving me staring at it like a dickhead.

What are you doing to me, little girl?

I don’t know. All I know is that I’ll kill any man who touches her. MC rules state that any unclaimed woman is free to any Brother. I don’t know what Max has told everyone, but I know what I must do.

I make my way back to the bar, Chloe’s there with Max. He eyes me. He knows what we’ve done, and it looks like he’s been giving her shi.t. Like I care what he thinks of me right now.

I grab Chloe’s arm and pull her from her seat. She’s wide-eyed, looking from me to Max.

“Sorry, little brother, I know you don’t like this, but it’s happenin’.”

“Don’t fuc.k with her, VJ.” Max is on his feet, anger written all over his face. “I know what you’re doing, and she’s not a game for you to play!”

I chuckle to myself and yell for everyone to be quiet. The whole room is silent and looking at me.

Am I worried that this might backfire on me?

Nah. I never worry about anything, trust me. Before I speak to the room, I lean into Chloe and whisper in her ear. My eyes are on my brother and the fact his nostrils are now flaring. Chloe is not his girl, and I can do what I want.

“Go along with what I say. It’s for your own good.”

“VJ, what are you doing? You’re scaring me.”

I don’t answer her; there are more important things to do right now. “I want you all to know that I’m claiming this woman.”

There’s muttering already. Jett is eyeballing me, wondering how the hell I managed that so soon. After all, these people think I just met Chloe. They don’t need to know what we got up to last night and again in one of the bedrooms.

They’re all mumbling to one another. I’ve never wanted to claim a woman before, and they’re confused as to why I am now.

I couldn’t give a fuc.k what anyone else thinks. Let them talk!

“Chloe is mine. Claimed. If anyone comes near her, I’ll kill you. Simple.” Then I swing her around and kiss the fuc.k out of her. She hesitates for a second before she kisses me back — everyone hollering around us.

When I pull away, Max is nowhere to be found. He’ll get over it.

“Why the hell did you do that, VJ?” Chloe whispers.

“Because I can’t stand the thought of you being with anyone else, especially one of my men. I don’t know what you’re doing to me, little girl, but I know I have to have you.”

Chloe swallows and then licks her lips. “Max is so pissed at me already. He knows what we did in that room, VJ. I have to live with him, and he’s my best friend. I can’t lose him.”

“You won’t lose him.” I cup her face. “Just go with me on this, Chloe.”

She pulls away from me. “I’m going to find Max. Please don’t follow me.” And then she’s gone, sexy ass bouncing as she goes.

I chuckle and turn to the bar.

Fuc.k, life is good!

* * *

“What do you want, Jett?”

“Sit the fuc.k down and don’t give me any attitude right now.”

I roll my eyes and sit down on the seat in front of his desk in his stupid office. He called me in here after Chloe took off. He’s pissed that Max is pissed.

Who fuckin.g cares?

I took what I wanted, just like I always do.

“What the fuc.k was all that about? You haven’t been back a few hours yet!”

“I’m just that good, Brother.”

“Don’t act so fuckin’ smug right now, VJ.”

I chuckle inside. I can’t believe he’s pissed at me right now.

“I like the girl.” I shrug.

“You don’t even know her, VJ.”

“I know enough. I met Chloe in a bar last night and took her home. I’m sure you can imagine the rest.”

I don’t know why the fuc.k, I’m explaining myself to him. I do what I want when I want, and I don’t need my big brother’s permission.

“And you couldn’t leave it at that like every other time you’ve fucke.d a woman?”

“I was going to leave it until she walked in here looking like that.” I pull on my cut. “Look, I claimed her; she’s mine now, end of.”

“Chloe is a nice woman, VJ. She means a lot to many people, especially Max. I won’t have you fuckin’ with her.”

“I think that’s up to Chloe. Don’t you?”

Jett bares his teeth to me, and I’m fighting the urge to laugh at him. He might be my older brother, but he’s my President now, and I owe him respect. Not that I mean it, but still.

“You hurt that girl, and I’ll string you up by your balls. I mean it, VJ. Cheat on her, and I’ll wring your neck. You claim a woman that means something here, and you know it.”

I do know it. I never said I’d cheat on the girl.

“Yeah, yeah.” I roll my eyes.

Jett sighs. “Now you’re back; you need to fall in line like everyone else. No more getting in trouble with the law. Rein your anger in, VJ. You don’t go looking for fights. You follow orders, or you’re out.”

“What the fuc.k, Jett?!” I lean forward in my seat, hands clasping the armrests. “Don’t threaten me!”

“I’m not threatening you, VJ; I’m warning you. Do not go against me. I can’t have you acting out like a damn child. Your actions affect all of us, the whole club, women, and kids, too. Your actions could put them in danger. I can’t have that, VJ.”

I breathe deeply through my nose. What Jett is saying is right, but it doesn’t make it any easier to hear. I would never intentionally put anyone belonging to this club in danger, but I can’t deny that I’m hot-headed and quick-tempered.

If getting arrested taught me anything, it’s never to get fuckin.g caught, and never do something so reckless it could backfire and come back on my family. I was stupid. I won’t make that mistake again.

“Fine. You’re right. I’m sorry, It won’t happen again... Prez.”

“Good.” He breathes deep. “Good. And be careful with that little girl, VJ. She’s worth more than a quick fuc.k.”

“That she is.” Moreover, I haven’t got a fuckin.g clue why.