Page 19 of Fury (The Dark Angel’s MC #3)

Fury – Two Days Later

I sigh as I place my hands flat against the shower wall, the hot water soothing me as it runs over my head. I close my eyes, knowing I’ve got at least fifteen minutes to enjoy my shower before Tate wakes up and demands pancakes and as always, Sky comes to mind overriding my every thought.

Two days, and I’ve given her some space from me and from Tate.

After expressing my regrets and holding her for a little while, I moved back and whispered that I’d be seeing her soon before walking out, something that took everything inside me to do.

I knew she needed time to hear my words, especially after ignoring me for four years, painting me out to be her devil, requiring me to be to keep on going.

Yesterday, I picked Tate up from Mama’s, giving her the night with her granddaughter, and kept her with me, hoping Skylar would see the big loss without us around.

She said she missed her friend, and now I need her to miss my presence. For her to miss me fully, I needed to pull back. Meaning, I’m now fucking missing her like I have every single day since finding out Lacey was pregnant and I let her go stupidly for her own good.

I should have just been selfish.

“Fuck, this better work,” I mutter as I push off the shower wall and grab my soap, rubbing it against my hands before washing my body, my cock hardening at the thought of pushing Skylar up against my shower wall with her legs wrapped around my waist.

Fuck, nearly five years without her, and I’m feeling it.

I haven’t fucked anyone else, despite many trying to get my attention. All I want is my precious, no one else. So my hand has been working overtime...

My cock throbs and I lean one hand flat against the shower wall while gripping my cock with my other, gently stroking it back and forth, and I close my eyes, picturing Skylar in my arms, a memory from years ago rushing through me and my body.

“Nyx, please,” Sky whispers against my lips as I gently caress hers while teasing her entrance with the tip of my cock, her arousal mixing with mine making my cock throb with want and need…

I squeeze my cock tighter, working it faster as my breathing quickens…

“You want me, precious?” I ask with a murmur against her lips, gently pushing the tip of my cock inside her, and her walls try to suck me in with need.

“Please,” she begs as she licks my bottom lip, trying to move her legs out of my grip where I’m keeping them open to wrap them around my waist and thrust me in. I give in, pushing my hips forward, going in deep, and she moans, biting my bottom lip before sucking it into her mouth.

Fuck me, that is sexy.

Sky’s moans fill my ears, the memory so vivid, and my hand works harder, my balls tightening as my spine tingles, and I don’t hold back.

Cum spurts against the shower wall, and I moan, “Sky…” as I squeeze my cock, getting every drop released. My breathing becomes choppy as my orgasm takes over, and my hips move automatically as I thrust into my hand, my mind wanting to believe Sky is here with me.

I breathe heavily and squeeze my dick one last time, not surprised I came so quickly, I always do when I remember the good days before I shove myself away from the wall and continue washing, pissed that my girl isn’t here where she belongs.

Soon, fucking soon, one way or another, she will be back with me, even if I have to knock her out, taking back my idea from months ago when Psycho stole it and knocked out Ivy with chloroform to stop her from marrying Hayden Gillies, the leader to the Hyena’s for her bitch of a mother.

Shaking my head, I turn off the shower and climb out, my mind again on Skylar, the need to get her now consuming me.

Soon, fucking soon.

“Okay, brothers, let’s get church underway, shall we…” Blade announces as he bangs the gavel and looks around the room, ensuring he has everyone’s attention while I gently tap my finger on the table, hoping my brothers have my back.

I’ve just dropped Tate off with Mama in the common room after having a nice messy breakfast that I know Skylar would have loved and demanded she take Tate to her house for the duration of church.

I know shit is about to hit the fan because today, we get rid of one of Skylar’s problems in this clubhouse – Lacey.

I never should have voted to make her a clubwhore.

I thought I was doing the right thing by Tate.

I had offered the woman a job at the club bar, the diner, heck, even the strip club, all while housing her in one of the club apartments, but she declined all.

She demanded she work in the clubhouse so we could co-parent Tate here and not have her being brought up in separate houses.

At the time, she was four months pregnant, and I thought, stupidly, that she wanted to be a mother.

I was wrong, she just wanted a brother's patch, preferably mine, and even tried to convince me to move her into my home here, claiming that sharing a room with a woman wasn’t healthy because all clubwhores share, which obviously didn’t work.

Only old ladies get the privilege of moving into a brother's home, and old lady, that bitch is not. If anything, she’s a fucking stalker.

Before fucking her, she had set her sights on me years prior, but because I never touched her, she kept coming back, fucking other brothers while watching my every move before taking her chance.

If Blade hadn’t called me away that day when I was ordered to make friends with Sky, she would have trapped me then, and I most likely would have made her my old lady out of obligation, which would have been the biggest mistake of my life.

Meeting Skylar saved me.

Subconsciously, I knew I didn’t want anyone else, which is why I never touched another woman after meeting her, believing I was just focusing on the job at hand and unfortunately for Lacey, when she announced she was pregnant, I had already had Skylar and I was about to propose.

Fuck, I still have the ring, meaning I could have never given her my cut, even being the biological mother to my child.

And now it's time to finally throw out the trash, not only making my daughter happy but also making me one step closer to getting my girl back. Though I may need to look for a home off club property for us.

I don’t see Skylar wanting to live around Brick and Blade, especially knowing why…

Blade looks around the room before nodding to me as he takes a seat, confusing everyone, and I stand, knocking on the table to state I now have the floor and fuck me I am ready for this.

Everyone looks my way with a frown, not used to me speaking in church, and I state, “I hear by put in a vote to remove Lacey as a clubwhore and off club property effective immediately!”

Psycho speaks instantly and confirms, “Fucking Aye, and it is about time.”

“Aye!” Venom states while Viper nods and agrees, “It is about fucking time, Aye.”

One by one, every member in the room says Aye without hesitation, and everything in me settles until we get to Brick, and I tense again when he questions, “Is this so Skylar can come home?”

Blade scoffs, “Seriously, Dad? Say fucking Aye!”

Brick doesn’t reply to his son, and I look at him coldly as I growl, “No, Brick, I’m doing this for my four-year-old fucking daughter who asks me every night when I’m going to make the mean lady leave,” the brothers flinch while Brick swallows hard and I finish, “Skylar wants nothing to do with you, Blade or the club and while yeah, this will help me a little in the long term with her, especially gaining her trust back. I’m doing this for Tate, so why don’t you do as your son demanded for a fucking four-year-old and say, Aye! ”

He nods and states, “Fucking Aye,” and I nod while Venom stands before walking over to the door and opens it shouting, “Lacey get your ass in here!”

“You really think Sky won’t want anything to do with us?” Blade asks as we wait for Lacey to hurry her ass.

Shrugging, I admit, “From what the source told me, no, I don’t think she will, not unless the source pushes her towards you.”

“That doesn’t make sense,” Cannon, Venom’s uncle, says.

I wince and say, “Yeah, I know, but I won’t break Skylar’s trust, even for the club. I did that five years ago, and instead of explaining why I befriended her, to begin with, I lied for another two months when we became official.”

He nods, his brows still furrowed, while Brick fists his hands on the table, but I ignore him.

He needs to focus on his wife if he wants to even try for a relationship with his daughter, though I don’t think he’ll be able to fix things, not unless Skylar speaks up, which I don’t see happening.

She and Anna can read each other as a blood mother and daughter can. Anna isn’t ready to put her past out there, and Sky isn’t ready to explode on her family.

When the time is right, chaos will ensue.

“You called?” Lacey says with a bit of husk to her voice that has me rolling my eyes as she saunters over, especially when I know Venom wouldn’t touch her even if she paid him.

He doesn’t fuck the clubwhores, he never has and while yeah he fucked her once, that was before she was voted in and just hung around.

He nods into the room, and she grins wide as she walks in, her eyes going to all the brothers around the table before they lock on me, money signs shining, and she bites her bottom lip.

“Lacey, why aren’t you in day clothes?” Psycho demands, and she shrugs, twirling her hair with her finger, not seeing her predicament right now.

Brothers don’t call the clubwhores, prospects, or old ladies into this room unless they’re in trouble or we’re kicking them out. I guess because she gave birth to Tate, she believes she’s different.

So fucking na?ve.

“I can wear what I want, I’m Tate’s mama,” she says with a sly smirk, and I chuckle darkly, gaining everyone’s attention.

“Actually, you’re not. You’re her egg donor, and your time at the clubhouse has come to an end.” I say with darkness, and her eyes widen.

“What, no, I’m her –”