Banger’s Ride(181)
“It says ‘Property of’ and the member’s name.”
“‘Property’? You look at the woman as your property?” she asked, her voice rising.
“It’s not what you think. You citizens don’t get it. It’s like the woman belongs to the member and the member belongs to the woman. It’s a respect thing. It’s like wearing a ring or a letterman’s sweater. In our world, the women wear the patch.”
Cara shook her head. “I don’t know, it sounds sexist to me.”
“Would you wear a ring if a guy gave it to you as something serious?”
“Yeah, I would.”
“It’s the same thing, but instead of a ring, the woman gets the patch. It means respect and love, you know?”
“I guess.”
“Anyway, you gotta stick with me because you don’t have a patch. A sexy woman like you can get into all kinds of trouble if you wander off without me. Tonight, the chapters in other parts of Colorado are coming for a party, so it’ll be wild. You have to stay with me, no fuckin’ arguments.” Hawk’s eyebrows knit together as he looked at Cara.
With pursed lips, she nodded.
“Let’s go back to your place so you can pack some things. You can drive and I’ll follow you. I know you know where the clubhouse is.”
She was scared to go to the clubhouse, but she was also curious as hell to see what went on behind those brick walls. She would heed Hawk’s words and stick to him at all times. A touch of what those guys were capable of was enough to know she didn’t want to end up on the floor of the clubhouse servicing a bunch of rough, drunk bikers. She shuddered. Five months back, she never would have dreamt that she’d be hanging out at the Insurgents’ clubhouse with a sexy, rough biker as her lover. Life is strange.
* * *
“It could be a real problem having her here while she’s not claimed. Besides, we got members coming from several chapters, and they don’t know who the hell she is,” Banger said as the other members nodded in agreement.
“She’ll be with me at all times, and I’ll make sure of that. Believe me, everyone’s going to know Cara’s with me tonight,” Hawk countered.
“I don’t want trouble over pussy. Shit, these bitches ain’t worth it,” Banger stated.
“Why don’t you just patch the bitch and be done with it?” Ruben asked.
“Youse been thinkin’ with your cock for the last few months. It’d be better to claim her as your ol’ lady so youse can get back to being a full member again,” Billy snorted.
Hawk glared at Billy. “Fuck off.”
“Billy’s speaking the truth,” Axe said. The other members around the board table nodded.
“Fuck all of you,” Hawk snarled.
“Gotta admit that you haven’t been ’round here much, and when you do come, you stay for a short time and take off. Your mind’s on your cock up her pussy too much. That’s shit, and you know it. I gotta have you focused,” Banger said.
Hawk knew they were right. Ever since he’d first seen Cara at Rusty’s, he couldn’t get her out of his mind—her warm eyes, vanilla-scented hair, soft tits, and sweet pussy mixed him up too much. Thinking if he fucked her hard a time or two, he’d get her out of his system, but he realized he just wanted her more. He was surprised at the way Cara made him feel, and deep-down stirrings of feelings he thought had died decades ago gnawed at him. Fuck. He didn’t know what the hell was the matter with him; all he knew was Cara made him feel good, and he wanted to spend time with her.
The brothers were right in that he was negligent with the club; he did the minimum since all of his thoughts were on Cara, which was lame as shit. He’d be the first one knocking a member for being bitch-whipped if the brother behaved like he had been acting. But what could he say? He’d never felt like this with any woman he fucked, and he had fucked a ton of bitches.
All eyes were on Hawk, who cleared his throat and said, “I know I’ve been fuckin’ with Cara for a while now. I’m not going to say I didn’t have club business at the forefront, but I have been preoccupied.”
Banger, satisfied that Hawk owned up to his indiscretion, said, “Your bitch is your responsibility. If someone messes with her, it’s on you. I don’t want no shit over a bitch, but she is your bitch, and no brother in this membership will bother her. You better damn well make your intentions clear with the charter members tonight. Now, let’s move on to the Deadly Demons Nomads. What the fuck are we gonna do about those pieces of shit?”