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Romeo<\/strong><\/p>\n

Was he going to eye fuck her all night?<\/p>\n

I loathed the way he put his hand on her hip, nuzzled her neck, and licked his fucking lip after he had his mouth on hers. He towered over her and tucked her close to his side.<\/p>\n

I really hated how she gazed up at him with those sultry summer eyes, golden amber and bronzed like the sunset over the ocean. He was a god of the gridiron. He should focus those hands on catching footballs.<\/p>\n

Feelings weren\u2019t my thing but fuck all if I didn\u2019t hate the idea of her having a boyfriend. Greyson Cooper, running back for the Eminence University Rooks didn\u2019t belong in the MC, and he sure as fuck didn\u2019t belong with Levi.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s good to hear her laugh.\u201d<\/p>\n

I snapped my gaze to Dozer, one of my best friends. He\u2019d mistakenly thought my attention was on Pippa as she danced with Levi and Hana. Pippa had been our girl, but then bad shit happened. The kind of shit nightmares were made of.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve been in some fucked up situations. That was life in the motorcycle club. I didn\u2019t catch feelings, but I loved Pippa. Not a romantic love, but she was important to me because she was important to Dozer. I loved my brothers in the MC. Dozer more than the others\u2026because of her.<\/p>\n

Some would think I\u2019d lost part of my soul for Pippa. But I hadn\u2019t killed for her. I\u2019d killed for Dozer. He was the fighter, but that night, the one that changed her, and changed me\u2014that night Pippa had come before his need for vengeance.<\/p>\n

Pippa didn\u2019t tell me what had happened in those terrifying fourteen hours of hell. She didn\u2019t have to. We\u2019d found her, but not in time to save her. Not that she wasn\u2019t fucked up from the savagery of a man who\u2019d taken what was ours. He\u2019d broken her, but she\u2019d survived. He didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

I\u2019d never get the memory out of my head. Not of Pippa lying on a dirty mattress, wishing she were dead\u2026and not of the beaten, bloody bastard who\u2019d raped her.<\/p>\n

Heller justice<\/em>.<\/p>\n

I\u2019d broken bones. I wasn\u2019t a fighter because I preferred to use my hands to get a girl off. But I\u2019d never tasted the dark, satisfying flavor of blood and violence the way I did that night. He was dead because I\u2019d killed him. He shouldn\u2019t have fucked with the Hellers, shouldn\u2019t have touched what was ours.<\/p>\n

My hand curled into a fist on my thigh. Maybe I was territorial, but Levi was ours. I narrowed my gaze on her. Blood rushed through me hot and volatile. Her gaze met mine, and the laugh fell from her lips. She took a step away from Rook.<\/p>\n

Good<\/em>.<\/p>\n

I\u2019d never really had a girlfriend. The closest thing I\u2019d come to caring was with Pippa and Dozer. We\u2019d been good together, the three of us. But there was never going to be anything more than friendship between me and Pip. I wasn\u2019t part of their love story\u2014then the nightmare happened.<\/p>\n

I couldn\u2019t shut off my need to protect her, but I didn\u2019t want back in her bed either. All I felt was relief. What the fuck did that say about me? I didn\u2019t care about the girls I slept with, and I didn\u2019t sleep with girls I cared about.<\/p>\n

Maybe it explained my sudden possessiveness toward Levi. All I knew was my jealousy over her boyfriend simmered like acid in my gut.<\/p>\n

I drank from a bottle of vodka like it was water although it wasn\u2019t doing shit to improve my pissed-off mood.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf he puts his hand on her ass again, I\u2019m going to break it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dozer paused with his beer at his lips. \u201cYou\u2019ll have to be more specific.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe juicer. Rook. Coop. Whatever the fuck you want to call him. I don\u2019t like his hands on Levi.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dozer stilled as he stared at me. I knew what he was thinking. I couldn\u2019t get jealous over a girl that I\u2019d<\/em> put in the friendzone. That didn\u2019t mean I wanted her scoring with some juiced-up jock.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t be a dick, Romeo. You go near her, and you\u2019ll fuck her up. Then I\u2019ll have to beat your ass. Coop is headed to the NFL, he\u2019s rich as fuck, and isn\u2019t a biker. He\u2019s fucking perfect for her.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s not one of us.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dozer drank his beer. \u201cThe only one of us she ever wanted was you. The only reason you\u2019re interested now is because she\u2019s found someone else.\u201d He set his beer on the table. \u201cDon\u2019t fuck this up for her, Romeo. You\u2019ll get bored in a couple weeks. I love you, brother. But you won\u2019t be good for her, and Levi deserves better.\u201d<\/p>\n

That was the fucking truth. I was shit.<\/p>\n

Besides Shannon, my foster mom, I had important women in my life. Levi, Jazzy, Hana, and Pippa. I suppose it was time to add Gabi to my list. They were off limits. Hana and Pippa were with Blade and Dozer. And Gabi was with Torch.<\/p>\n

Levi was everything sweet and good. I\u2019d wreck her, and I\u2019d never been interested in virgins.<\/p>\n

Outside of the special girls in my life, my pursuit of pussy was legendary. Always looking to get a girl off and get myself off. Females were beautiful. If I had a pussy, I\u2019d spend all day playing with it. Sweet, wet, soft. I fucking loved sex.<\/p>\n

Until the night Pippa was nearly taken from Dozer. Everything was changing. Including me.<\/p>\n

Three years ago, Vance left the MC. Tonight, he\u2019d patched back in, put on his cut, and took his place at our table. His return had a lot to do with his sister, Hana. The girl was a Heller before she ever wore the cut claiming her as the property of our president, Blade.<\/p>\n

I turned to the girl next to me. Blonde, feisty, and overly opinionated, basically Jazzy was beautiful, but a bitch. I swear she had balls bigger than most of the patches in the MC. Her dad was the enforcer of the club. Apparently, that hardass-ready-to-fight attitude needed for the sergeant at arms patch was in the DNA.<\/p>\n

Jazzy never backed down from a fight, especially one that could get a little bloody. Thank fuck she was more like a sister. A sledgehammer wouldn\u2019t nail her down. If she had her way, we\u2019d be skirting the lines of family. Not because she wanted me. Jazzy\u2019s snatch had teeth like a Venus flytrap. I wasn\u2019t getting close to her. Most days, I was just the biker with the good weed.<\/p>\n

About now I needed a joint. I pushed away from the table.<\/p>\n

Not only did I need to get high, but I couldn\u2019t sit around and watch Rook take my crush. Fuck me.<\/p>\n

I smiled, laughed, and pretended everything was fucking great. But my fuck-all life was shit. Had always been shit.<\/p>\n

The story wasn\u2019t a fucking fairytale. Maybe, like my name, it was more of a Shakespearean play. Life and death, love and hate, freewill or just destined to die a tragic death.<\/p>\n

They called me Romeo. I was the pretty boy,<\/em> the guy girls wanted to fuck at two in the morning. Too bad they didn\u2019t believe me when I was honest. I wasn\u2019t looking for anything more than getting my dick wet. As soon as they caught feels I was out. Emotional attachments were toxic.<\/p>\n

But I had good friends, friends that I knew I could trust when there wasn\u2019t much I could depend on growing up. I was a poor foster care kid who happened to luck into a house of Hellers. Shannon, my last foster mom, had a younger brother. She called him Rogue.<\/p>\n

He was big, tough, and mean as hell. He was everything I wasn\u2019t. And I had him to thank for everything good in my life. He took a scrawny kid, me, without shit to my name, hated people, hated to be touched, and brought me to the MC to make some friends. That\u2019s when the crew made me one of them. We were tight then, tighter now.<\/p>\n

This was where I belonged, a rented room in the back of the MC. I kicked the door closed and crashed onto my bed. With the flick of my wrist, I opened my Zippo, sparked the flint, and drew the flame to the tip of the joint.<\/p>\n

The paper and weed burned, the sweet, pungent smell hitting me a moment before the mellowing burn as I inhaled. A curl of smoke escaped my nostrils.<\/p>\n

A knock sounded on the door. Before I could tell whoever it was to fuck off, the door opened, and Jazzy let herself in.<\/p>\n

\u201cThank god,\u201d she said, bouncing onto my bed, snatching the joint from my fingers, and taking a few puffs.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis is a private party,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

\u201cGood. I need a little quiet.\u201d She passed the joint back to me.<\/p>\n

\u201cHanging out in my room with the door closed is going to give the wrong impression.\u201d If I had a girl in my room, it wasn\u2019t usually to pass around a joint.<\/p>\n

She snorted, flopped onto her back, and blew a stream of smoke from her pouty lips. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with us?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNothing is wrong with me,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

She rolled onto her side. \u201cRomeo, you can talk about her.\u201d<\/p>\n

I covered the flare of heat rushing through me with a smile. If she was talking about what happened with Pippa, nah, that shit would stay inside me. Pippa was where she belonged, with Dozer.<\/p>\n

And no way could she know about the fucked up thoughts in my head about Levi. I couldn\u2019t want her and would never touch her because I\u2019d hurt her. I wasn\u2019t ignorant of her feelings for me. I just wasn\u2019t prepared for her to have feelings for anyone else.<\/p>\n

Shifting the focus away from me, I asked her about Vance. They had history. \u201cHe\u2019s engaged,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

\u201cNice try, but Vance and I were over long before he left the MC. It\u2019s strange to call him Torch now, but I guess it makes sense. He\u2019s changed.\u201d She turned her head. \u201cEverything is changing. Blade has Hana. I\u2019ve never seen a more pussy-whipped boy than Dozer. Levi has Coop.\u201d<\/p>\n

I sat up. That was the shit I didn\u2019t want to hear. \u201cHas she fucked him?\u201d<\/p>\n

I could bite off my tongue. The words tasted like shit in my mouth. Levi was saving herself, wanted to lose her V-card like a fucking Hallmark movie. Not with some football player on a break from jersey chasers.<\/p>\n

\u201cI hope so.\u201d She rolled onto her stomach. \u201cYou should be happy. She\u2019s finally given up on converting you.\u201d<\/p>\n

I growled and took a swig of vodka. Then another.<\/p>\n

Jazzy rolled off the bed. \u201cI don\u2019t know if it\u2019s what happened to Pippa, or if you\u2019re pissed at Dozer, but whatever it is, it\u2019s fucking you up.\u201d<\/p>\n

She wasn\u2019t one to offer hugs. That was Levi.<\/p>\n

Jazzy paused at the door. \u201cGet your shit together, Romeo.\u201d<\/p>\n

Yeah, that was more of what I expected.<\/p>\n

The problem, this was<\/em> me having my shit together.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Levi<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I must have a sick and twisted need for punishment. Mental torment. I was a smart girl, went to Eminence University, and was dating the varsity running back for the EU football team, Greyson Cooper. Everyone called him Coop.<\/p>\n

Yet here I was in the Heller Raiders MC still hopelessly in love with the bad boy that had me since puberty. I think it was Pippa that had said it best about bikers. Ink, muscles, hard dicks, and Harleys.<\/p>\n

I wouldn\u2019t know. I didn\u2019t have a tattoo. I did have my ears pierced, as in one hole in the lobe with tiny diamond studs that my grandmother, Willow, had given me on my sixteenth birthday.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t recall ever having a birthday with my mom and dad. Both were incarcerated. My dad would never walk out of the state pen. That\u2019s what murder got a man. My mother would be getting manicures with her celly for at least another five years. She\u2019d already served nearly twenty. Even if she did get out, I didn\u2019t plan to ever see her again. I wasn\u2019t anything like them.<\/p>\n

Thank god I had my grandma and grandpa. I called them mom and dad. In the MC, he was known as Bear. Original Heller and while sweet to me, I\u2019m pretty sure he could crush a skull in his bare hands. My mom was his ride or die old lady.<\/p>\n

I wasn\u2019t anything like my parents\/grandparents either. Riding on the back of a Harley was fine, but wearing a cut declaring me someone\u2019s property wasn\u2019t going to happen.<\/p>\n

I\u2019d be twenty-two in a few months, and sadly, I was still a virgin because I\u2019d foolishly been saving myself for Romeo as he fucked his way through the entire female population.<\/p>\n

But I had a boyfriend now. My thoughts shouldn\u2019t have been on Romeo. Tell that to my heart that refused to get the message. Romeo wasn\u2019t interested. So, I\u2019d taken a bit of his advice. The best way to get over one girl was to get on another. Only for me, I was trying to get over a pretty boy biker with a rugged, fit-as-fuck footballer.<\/p>\n

As I danced, Coop slid in close behind me and curled his muscular arms around my waist.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re killing me,\u201d he said against my neck. His hands roamed over my hips, teasing with the edge of my short, pleated skirt.<\/p>\n

I spun in his embrace, ran my hands up his chiseled chest, and then looped my arms around his thick neck. Everything about him was thick and hard, including the cock pressed to my belly. A cock I\u2019d yet to get up close and personal with. \u201cI\u2019d hate to be the cause of your death.\u201d<\/p>\n

He smiled, causing a dimple in his right cheek. Butterflies fluttered in my tummy as his breath caressed my lips, and his fingers brushed against the bare skin of my midriff. Coop was huge, with long fingers that could span my waist.<\/p>\n

\u201cEvery time I kiss you, I worry I\u2019m going to get my ass kicked.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve seen the guys you face off against on the field. You can handle a couple of Hellers.\u201d<\/p>\n

He chuckled. \u201cGood thing Dozer likes me. I know he carries a gun.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe all do. Don\u2019t worry about Dozer. He doesn\u2019t need the gun.\u201d<\/p>\n

He lifted a brow. \u201cWe?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, but I\u2019m a better shot than Romeo. I\u2019ll defend you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know your friends are scary as hell.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI do, but you can kiss me anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n

I wasn\u2019t one for public displays of affection, but I did like the way his full lips slanted over mine. I\u2019m sure the butterflies in my belly were from his soft kiss as he parted my lips, not from my insecurity because Romeo sat across the room.<\/p>\n

I curled my fingers into the silky hair at the nape of Coop\u2019s neck. Warmth tingled in my breasts as his tongue licked into my mouth.<\/p>\n

With a heavy sigh, I inhaled the expensive scent of cologne lingering on his flesh. I fell for the eyes first. I wanted my soul pierced. I wanted someone to look at me like they would fight just for a taste of me. After the eyes, it was the smell. Even in the dark, I wanted to steep in the masculine scent of a lover.<\/p>\n

I think.<\/em> I couldn\u2019t be exactly sure because I\u2019d never experienced either.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you daydreaming?\u201d he asked with that dark as sin voice, deep and naughty, and paired with a smile to convert a nun to depravity.<\/p>\n

Coop\u2019s broad chest pressed against me, and he pulled me closer. He might be a running back, but he was built more like a bodybuilder. His thick thighs aligned with mine as he rocked the hard edge of his cock against my pelvis.<\/p>\n

Breath rushed from my lungs. I\u2019d been in this position before, feeling the effect I had on him, but still not sure what to do about it because I\u2019d seen him have the same reaction for a red Solo cup full of rum and a large pizza.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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