Page 16 of Blade (The Dark Angel’s MC #1)

I shove her to the floor, letting go of her wrist, and she quickly clutches it to her chest, crying as she rolls around on the floor.

Now, I hate hurting women, it isn’t something I enjoy, but I also won’t allow a thief who already gets over three thousand dollars a month plus board to steal from me.

“For the past four weeks, money has been disappearing from Dark Angel’s Girls,” I announce, and the brothers growl while women gasp as Snatch looks up at me from the floor, tears trailing her cheeks, her mascara smudged everywhere, making her look like a fucking panda.

I tilt my head at her and state, “Every time money has vanished and the books poorly doctored, the cameras magically stop working.” I bend down and cup her cheek. She flinches and tries to move away from my touch, making me smirk and grip her tight and she cries out again.

“You were caught red-handed yesterday, Jo,” I say, using her legal name, and her eyes widen. “For a month, you have stolen over eight grand and –”

Fury cuts me off and shouts, “Got the money? It was underneath her bed,” I tilt my head his way, “There’s roughly eight hundred missing, but otherwise, it’s there.”

I nod and command, “Take that eight hundred out of her wages, then give her five hundred for what work she did actually complete.”

“Blade, please….” Snatch pleads and I glare at her and tighten my hold on her chin, and growl, “You took my kindness for fucking granted, and now, you are done,” I shove her back again and watch as Fury throws the money at her along with the measly bag she came here with, and I look over towards my father and say, “Dad make sure every brother, prospect, and woman is aware she is no longer allowed on club property,” he nods, anger shining in his eyes at Snatch who he vetted to become a clubwhore and I look at Fury and command, “Throw the fucking trash out, I have someone to go confront.”

He grins, and I roll my eyes and walk past him.

Just before I get to the door though, I glance at the other clubwhores all looking at me wide-eyed, and I state, “You fuck me over, and that,” I point at Snatch, “will be you. I’ll be your fucking cheerleader through whatever college you want to do.

I’ll help you all get on your feet, but what I won’t fucking do, is have you all mock me and steal now get this fucking place sparkling, so Tate, can spend time with her uncles. ”

They all nod in understanding, and I continue my trek, needing to see my chocolate-eyed princess and demand some answers.

The diner is packed, and I growl seeing so many fucking people as I pull up before parking right in front of the diner.

I look around and see no other bike, but that doesn’t mean the Furies aren’t around.

I’ve stayed away from their territory the past few weeks while we watch their VP Brock. He likes to fuck the strippers at their strip club a lot, but so far, nothing is amiss, and none of the Fury prospects have gone after our club properties since.

There’s peace again. I just don’t know why. Again, though, this is something we’ll have to look into before I contact Axe.

I slowly lick my bottom lip as I look in the window and spot Luna instantly, serving some guy eyeing her tits, and I scowl.

“Mother fucker is going to have his eyes dug out of his head in a minute,” I growl as I watch the soon-to-be dead fucker eye her up as she walks away, and I fist my hands, not understanding my jealousy.

I’ve never fucking felt jealous before.

“I cannot kill someone on Fury territory,” I mutter repeatedly until I notice Luna carrying a trash bag. I smirk and mumble, “Perfect,” as I climb off my bike and walk over to the alley.

Can’t confront her in front of a packed diner.

I notice the back door and I round the corner and lean against the wall near it, and wait. Thankfully, I don’t have to wait long before Luna walks out in her yellow dress, her hair up in a messy bun.

Fuck me, she’s gorgeous.

She doesn’t notice me as she puts the trash in the garbage bin, and I clear my throat, causing her to jump and spin around, her hand going in her pocket before she holds her blade out, and my cock hardens.

“Blade, you frightened me,” she gasps, holding her chest with her free hand, and I nod as I look over her.

The bags under her eyes have gotten larger, and I don’t fucking like it, and no, I don’t know why, and I’m also not going to look more into it.

This is just sex.

“You’ve ignored me all week, princess, and not once have I chased after a girl,” I remind her, and she winces, then admits, “I think we should call it a day,” as she puts the blade back in her dress pocket and I nod slowly despite the pit filling in my stomach.

I should walk away, I should tell her goodbye, and yet, I can’t fucking move.

Why does she have this hold on me?

Locking eyes with her, I push off the wall and slowly move towards her, causing her to step back, her body going into the wall and I cage her in, not once breaking eye contact.

I gently press my lips against hers, once, twice, three times, lingering for a moment before leaning back just a little and I rasp, “You sure you want to call it quits?”

Her breathing picks up as her eyes race between mine, and seconds later, she grips my cut and tugs me down to her as she presses up on her tiptoes and our lips connect again, and this time, I melt into her as her mouth opens and our tongues tangle.

Fuck…

I don’t think about where we are or about how anyone could walk around the alley and see us. Instead, I allow my dick to drive me as I grab her thighs and lift her, needing her heat after a week without her.

Luna moans against my mouth as she wraps her legs around my hips, and I push her up against the wall while I quickly unzip my jeans and pull my hard cock out before I grip her wet panties and move them to the side.

Without thinking of the repercussions, I place the head of my cock at her entrance and slowly push inside her, her walls gripping me tight while she laces her fingers into my loose hair, gripping it tightly and I moan and begin to thrust lightly inside her, allowing her to get used to me.

She tightens her legs around my waist and begins to thrust towards me, giving me the go-ahead, and I groan, pushing harder, our kiss deepening, and I try to ignore the little voice in my head, knowing it’s just irrational.

You’re going to fall for her and never let her go….

I should have listened to the voice.