Page 17 of Liberator (Serpent Sinners MC #2)

Chapter 17

Rage

I was satisfied in body and soul. I’d gotten both of the things I wanted with one enjoyable action. I’d nailed Vikki again by getting her angry enough to stop her from thinking. She argued with herself every time she found her body reacting to me. I knew by her expressions that she didn’t want to want me. She felt she shouldn’t have that sexual desire after all the shit she’d been through in her short life. It seemed to embarrass her or maybe she felt it made her a whore to want sex after being raped. Either way I was determined to change that by showing her it was okay to enjoy being with me. I figured I’d gone a long way in doing that over the last few weeks.

I’d also wanted to mark my territory and show Colt exactly what was happening between Vikki and me. I wanted him to back the hell off and stop touching her so casually. He was flirting and it riled me up to think that my woman was liking it and might be considering doing more than taking fighting lessons from him.

Well, he’d gotten a shocking eyeful when he’d walked in on us, so I was certain he got the message that Vikki was off limits. If he hadn’t I’d be happy to show him in a different way, one where I gave him more pain than a busted lip. Nobody touched what was mine. That particular lesson had been drilled into me from childhood. My old man had made sure of it.

Vikki had silently begun her warmup stretches in a corner all by herself. I couldn’t take my eyes off her beautiful body as she moved. The thin, emaciated body she’d had when I found her giving birth in the filth of a shipping container had long since been replaced with a healthy one that sported curves in all the right places. We’d taken good care of her since we’d found her, and she’d thrived. Now she was building some muscle tone that held those delicious breasts high and proud and also made her ass round and ready to bite.

I hungered for her. I shifted uncomfortably as my cock decided it wanted to be somewhere in between those sweet cheeks again. The pain and longing must have shown on my face because Colt made a nasty remark when he walked up to confront me.

“I hope to hell it’s throbbing as bad as my lip. You need to shrink the damn thing before my male clients get the wrong idea. Not everyone has noticed Vikki’s presence, and there are some men here who might be interested in screwing a man in leather,” Colt remarked.

“They’ve got you for that,” I retorted. “I’m sure you keep them satisfied.”

“Not likely. One made a pass and barely survived my wrath to talk about it. I don’t give a damn what my clients wants, and needs are nor how they go about relieving them, but I’m not interested in those particular behaviors. Let’s just say everyone here now knows where I stand and most of them have hooked me up with some very bed worthy women.”

“Screw any woman you take a fancy to but keep your fucking hands off Vikki. Don’t make me have to mention it again,” I commanded.

“If I’m going to teach her I have to touch her. You know that. I don’t know what your problem is, but I do know I’ll have to ban you from being here during her lessons if this shit keeps up. I’m sick of being slammed against a wall or thrown to the ground. I don’t need any more bloody lips. Either let me do what I’ve got to do or get the hell out. I’d hate to have to go to Prime about you. He’s got real problems to deal with. These petty ones would anger him. It wouldn’t turn out well for you.”

“I’m not going anywhere. I’ll kick your ass if I have to, or maybe get mine kicked by you and Prime. Either way, I’m not leaving Vikki to you. I thought I made things clear. You’re not blind. You know what we’d been doing in that damn locker room. I’m claiming her,” I testily replied.

He smirked and I wanted to hit him. I imagined him hitting the floor and his head bouncing a few times. I actually saw my foot kicking him in the ribs and smashing them. I felt like I was about to explode out of my skin. It was a familiar feeling from when my brothers had ganged up on me once upon a time that I preferred to forget.

“Now I get it. She’s not just a quick fuck for you. You actually have it bad for her. Your fucking twitterpated. I love it! The mighty Rage has fallen under a woman’s spell, one barely old enough to be called a woman. Just wait until I spread it around. This is going to be fun!” Colt gloated.

“You keep your mouth shut and your damn hands to yourself!” I yelled. “It’s none of your fucking business what I do or feel.”

“You made it my business when you hit me and again when you used my locker room to screw her, which I now realize was an intentional move on your part. You wanted to get caught to warn me off. Damn, you’re an idiot! You’ve got to stop thinking with the little head between your legs and start using the one on your shoulders,” Colt advised.

I grabbed the front of his t-shirt and got in his face, something I seemed to do every time I spoke to him these days. Nose to nose I growled, “What gives you the idea you can talk to me like that? I didn’t ask you or anyone else for advice. I think I’ve got this handled on my own. I got between her legs didn’t I? She wants me and she gives me what I need. So, that makes her mine.”

“Like hell it does!” he said as he punched me in the gut making me release him abruptly. “Does she even know you’ve claimed her? Did you ask if she wanted you to? I’m guessing the answer is no to both of those questions. You may be screwing her but she’s not yours.”

“She sure as hell isn’t yours!” I bellowed.

“You’re right about that. I’ve never claimed she was. Look Rage, I’m not trying to get with her. I saw the way it was with you before that little performance in the locker room. Hell, we all knew something was up when you refused to leave her with the rest of those women. We’ve heard you defend her more than once. I don’t have a problem with any of that, but I do have an issue with you claiming her without her consent or even her knowledge of it.”

“Are you trying to say I’m abusing her? I don’t hurt women! You know that. Hell, you and everyone else knows where I came from and that I protect women instead of harming them. Where do you get off accusing me of abusing her?” I demanded.

“I didn’t accuse you of abuse. That word came out of your head not my mouth. That trauma is still inside you and you’ve got to find a way to destroy it, let it go, or at least contain it. Otherwise, you’re going to ruin what you could have with Vikki. You can’t push her or rather screw her into being your woman. She’s endured enough of that shit. You’ve got to win her over, and what you’re doing isn’t going to accomplish that,” Colt tried to explain.

I rubbed both hands over my sweaty face. I heard everything Colt was saying, yet it didn’t make much sense to me. I’d been protecting Vikki from day one. I’d stood up for her every chance I got. I’d defended her honor when men touched her. I’d even gone to Prime and asked that he allow her to be a prospect. I’d given her pleasure in bed more than once. What else was there to do?

“Don’t shoot the messenger, Rage. I’m tired of fighting with you. Just tell me what it is you feel for her and what you want. Maybe, I can give you some help.” Colt added.