Page 6 of Saige (Renegade Vipers MC #1)

Four

Saige

Club Myst. I really didn’t want to be here tonight.

But we promised Poppy and Lilly that we would hang out with them one night, as a late celebration of all of our birthdays.

Poppy and Lilly are twins, very wild, and I know that they only hung out with us in school, and now because of who we are and the MC.

Poppy wants to be a Charmer, working at the Vipers Pit strip club.

She wants to be able to get ahold of a ranking brother and become an old lady, just like all the whores do, and thinks that I am going to help her with that, as if.

Lilly, she is a little bit more laid back, but not much.

The outfits that they are wearing tonight leave nothing to the imagination, and I know that some of the strippers at the Pit have worn more.

Pyro is already three sheets to the wind, and we have only been here a little over an hour.

The club is pumping. Lights bouncing off the walls, the music loud and thumping, the dance floor packed.

We’re sitting up in the VIP lounge where Pyro just keeps downing shots.

How the hell does he think he is going to get back to the clubhouse like that?

He sure isn’t driving. He is being loud and crude, making comments that are making my stomach turn.

I am so thankful that I drove my cage with Sloane riding with me.

She didn’t want to ride the bike with Loki wearing a miniskirt and six-inch heels.

They are out on the dance floor swaying to the music.

I danced a little when we got here, but now I am sitting just watching everyone else.

I’m so ready to go home, take a bath, just relax with my kindle.

I went and one clicked a lot of books by several authors that I love.

Most of them write MC romance. I look up, breaking from my thoughts when I feel someone sit beside me.

Pyro is leaning up against me. “Saige, you’re so beautiful. I’m really glad I got to be here with you. Why don’t we go dance, baby?” He is running his hand up and down my arm, the other is draped around my shoulder.

“No thanks, Pyro. I just don’t feel up to it right now.

In fact, I think I’m going to head out in a few minutes.

I just want to let Loki and Sloane know.

” I try pulling away from him. He grabs a hold of my neck, forcing me to look at him.

He smirks at me, pulling me to him and tries to kiss me.

He licks my lips, but I don’t give him what he wants.

It isn’t until he grips my breast, squeezing really hard, that my mouth opens to scream at him, but he sticks his tongue in my mouth.

I swear it’s like he is trying to lick my tonsils.

I am gagging as he’s doing this, I finally get my arm up and smack him hard.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing, Pyro? You do not touch me and try to force yourself on me like that! I will cut your damn balls off if you try something like that ever again!” I push him away from me and stand up.

I go to leave when he grabs my arm, “I’m not going anywhere, Saige, I’ve wanted and waited for you, for such a long time. I thought you felt the same! But you will not leave and make a fool of me! You’re mine!”

“Let me go right now. This is your only warning,” I say. He goes to say something else when Poppy and Lilly come back from the dance floor.

“Are we interrupting something? A little lover’s quarrel?” Poppy asks. I pull my arm from Pyro’s grasp.

“No, not hardly, Poppy. I was just coming down to tell y’all bye. Hope y’all enjoy the rest of the night.”

“Oh well if not a lover’s quarrel….” She goes over and drapes herself on Pyro, licking the side of his face. I take of f, not wanting to see or hear what happens next. I make it down to Loki and Sloane and I tell them what happened.

Loki is so pissed off now, “Are you shitting me? Let me go have a talk with him. He won’t put his hands on you again, I can guarantee that!”

“No, it’s fine. I took care of it. I just want to go home.

Are you okay with that?” He looks at me and nods.

Sloane hugs me, then I walk out of Myst, taking a deep breath before I walk to my truck.

I see Tires and Cotton leaning against it.

I’m not one bit surprised, they’ve always followed me.

Both look pissed, and Tires reaches for my arm, looking for bruises.

“Look, I’m fine, bubba. I just want to go home, soak in the tub, read a book. Please just let me go,” I plead with my brother. He finally leans in and kisses my forehead.

“Drive safe. We’ll follow you home.” I hug him and get in the truck. I don’t look back as I drive off.