He claps me on the shoulder as we walk away. I find Bambi in the kitchen baking away. Walking up to her, I wrap my arms around her and bury my nose in her sweet hair.

  “I’m going to the medical center with Olivia and Knuckles. Tank is coming too. I’ll check on Zane and video call you, okay?”

  She turns in my arms and rests her head on my chest. “Just be safe, babe.”

  I take her face in my hands and gently kiss her. “Always. Love you.”

  “I love you too, Goose.”

  I kiss her one more time before heading out to my bike with Tank to escort Doc, Olivia, and Knuckles to the hospital.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Bambi

  GOOSE DIDN’T MAKE IT back last night. He stayed at the medical center with Zane for the night. He’s still in a coma. But Goose stayed for me. He’s in Church now with all the other men and they’ll be out any minute now.

  I’m in the kitchen with Astrid getting breakfast set up when Blade comes strolling in. I roll my eyes as he leans on the counter and smiles toward Astrid.

  “How you doing this morning? Settling in alright?”

  She glances at him before heading over to the large oven.

  “The ladies have been great in helping me with everything.”

  I have to stifle my laughter at her dismissal of Blade. He glares at me as he tries to get her attention.

  “That’s great. I noticed you had quite a few tattoos. Intricate too.”

  Astrid shrugs her shoulders. “Yup. My Afi did them. Where did you get yours? Prison? Basement? Trailer?”

  I burst out laughing as Blade crosses his arms. “When I was in the army, actually. I also can do them myself. Looking to open up a tattoo shop soon.”

  Astrid turns and eyes Blade. “That’s cool. Do you do everybody’s tattoos around here?”

  Blade nods as I laugh and walk over to him. “Blade here is an amazing tattoo artist. Did all of mine!”

  “Awesome. Well, when you’re ready to open up shop, let me know and I’ll hook you up with my friend who’s a tattoo artist.”

  Astrid turns and walks out the door before Blade can even answer. I burst out laughing as Blade glares at me.

  “She just shut you the fuck down, huh?”

  He growls and grabs an apple. “Whatever. I get plenty of pussy. Don’t need to fuck with Thor’s sister.”

  “Whatever you say, buddy.”

  I laugh as I carry a tray of muffins out toward the dining hall. Blade has finally met a girl who didn’t drop her panties at his feet. I have a feeling I’m going to love having Astrid around.

  As I carry more food and drinks out, a pair of large hands wraps around my waist. I land against a hard chest and know it’s Goose.

  The sweet smell of tobacco and spearmint surrounds me, and I turn to look up at Goose.

  “Hey there, angel. Whatcha got?”

  I switch back around and point at the baked goods.

  “Muffins, bagels, toast, croissants, and fresh fruit. Astrid is bringing out eggs, bacon, sausage, and hash browns.”

  Goose nuzzles his nose into my hair and kisses along the back of my neck. Goosebumps spread across my skin as his hands snake down my body.

  “You’re fucking amazing, Bambi.”

  “Get your hands off my girl, Goose!”

  We both turn around to see Joker standing in the doorway with a big smile on his face. Goose growls and pulls me into him.

  “Fuck off, Joker. She’s all mine. I claimed her as my Old Lady.”

  Joker claps as he walks closer to us. “About fucking time. Now get a ring on my baby’s finger and put some pequeñas bebes in her.”

  Goose and I just laugh with Joker as more of the men come into the dining hall. They all look down and I hope the breakfast Astrid and I cooked will bring their spirits up.

  They all load their plates and sit down. Goose grabs me and two plates, bringing us over to Striker and Maverick.

  “Where are the girls and kids?”

  Striker groans. “Getting the kids dressed. Knox and Colton got into some flour and then Bodhi was right there with them. Then the girls joined in. It’s just one fucking mess.”

  I laugh as Striker and Mav shake their heads. We eat and there isn’t a single thing left when the guys are done with it.

  Cleaning up, I walk toward the kitchen, Goose right on my heels with more dishes.

  “You don’t have to help, ya know.”

  He just shrugs as he puts the dishes in the sink. “I don’t mind, babe.”

  I smile at him and lean on the counter. “I’ve got to go to work tonight, Goose.”

  He crosses his arms. “Nope. You can just stay here.”

  “No. I have a job to do. Those girls need me, and so does Mad Dog.”

  Goose just shakes his head. “Let him deal with those bitches himself.”

  I gasp and playfully slap his arm. “Not all of them are bitches. But really, I need to go in tonight. Plus, I need fresh clothes.”

  “Fine. But I’m coming with you and there will be two prospects there too.”

  The double doors open, and Joker comes strolling in.

  “I’ve got me and two guys coming.”

  The doors swing open again, and Mad Dog comes into the kitchen. I roll my eyes as he walks toward me.

  “I’ll be there too. We just wanna protect you, babe.”

  “Yeah, yeah. I know.”

  Goose pulls me into his arms and kisses the top of my head. “We all love you, Bambi. You’re the glue that holds this club together. Striker may think he’s the glue but we all know you are there for all of us in a fuck ton of ways.”

  Mad Dog and Joker both nod in agreement. All three men pull me into one big hug and we all laugh. They pull back and I lean into Goose.

  Mad Dog lounges against the kitchen island. “We also got try-outs this afternoon and I need you there. I can’t do that shit by myself. You have a knack for those things.”

  “Let me get this place cleaned up and then head home. I’ll be there, don’t worry.”

  He nods and walks out. Joker pulls me into a hug and kisses the top of my head.

  “We’ll be there too. Let me know when you’re leaving.”

  Goose and I are alone in the kitchen now. He just smiles at me, then turns to clean up.

  “You are important in this club, Bambi. And I’m the lucky bastard who gets to call you mine for the rest of my life. You’re the light in this dark world of mine.”

  “I love you.”

  Goose looks up and grins. “And I love you, angel.”

  We finish cleaning the kitchen, then head out to let Joker and his guys know we’re leaving. Goose grabs the prospects, Beckett, and we all head out. My car is sitting out front, but Goose leads me to his motorcycle.

  “You’re riding with me, babe. Put the helmet on and hop up.”

  I strap it on and throw my leg over the bike. Goose revs the engine and takes off through the open gate.

  The wind blows my hair back as I hold on tight to Goose. It feels so freeing to be on the back of his bike. I slowly open my arms as we fly down the open roads.

  Goose places one hand on my thigh and squeezes. I wrap my arms back around his waist and lean in as he takes a curve in the road.

  We eventually make it to Studio Forty-Eight and Goose parks out back near my stairs. Joker and his men are right behind us and get off to check the place out.

  Beckett waits at the bottom of the steps with me while Goose checks out my apartment.

  “So...you and Goose?”

  I nod and look at the young kid. “Yup.”

  He smiles, “Good. We all had bets on when he was gonna make you his Old Lady. But if you ever wanna drop his ass cause, he ain’t treatin’ you right, you just come see me, babe.”

  I throw my head back and laugh. “Don’t let Goose hear you saying that. He’ll knock you on your ass.”

  Goose comes stomping down the stairs and we both look up.

  “You trying to poach my Old Lady, Prospect?”

  Beckett shakes his head. “No, sir. I was just joking around with her, ya know?”

  “Don’t fucking look at her again. Go stand at the front of the club.”

  Beckett runs out front before Goose can say another word. I walk up the steps and place a kiss on his cheek.

  “Let’s go, grumpy. I need to get ready and don’t trust you out here with Beckett.”

  Goose grumbles as we walk into my place. “That punk needs to watch himself.”

  “Yeah, yeah. He’s a good kid and just needs some guidance, that’s all. Maybe you can help him out.”

  “Nope. Pass.”

  I laugh as I walk down the hallway and to my bedroom. Opening my closet door, I strip so I can change.

  I gasp as Goose suddenly grabs me and pulls my hips back. His muscular body presses up against my back and I can feel his thick cock pushing against his jeans.

  Goose leans forward and brushes my earlobe with his lips.

  “You are so goddamn sexy.”

  He shucks his jeans and boxers off in one swipe and grips his cock. I moan eagerly as I feel his head brush back and forth against my lips.

  Goose groans as he eases his thick cock against my pussy, spreading my lips wide as he pushes inside.

  I cry out as my body shakes in ecstasy as Goose sinks deep into me. Inch after glorious inch fills me up. He growls as he thrusts forward, sending shots of pleasure through me.

  Goose’s hands tighten on my waist as his abs flex against my ass. He slowly eases back, making me moan as I cling to him.

  Teasing me, Goose shallowly pushes in and out with just his thick head. I whimper in a mix of pleasure and frustration before he plunges back into the hilt.

  I cry out his name as Goose nips my shoulder blade. Then he thoroughly fucks me.

  Goose’s heavy balls slap my clit as he fucks me harder and harder. One hand grips my ass, spreading me wide as he pumps me back and forth on his cock.

  I scream out in pleasure as his other hand teases over my breasts, rolling and pinching my nipples between his rough fingers.

  Goose’s hand pulls back and then comes down with a loud spank right on my ass cheek. I moan as he does it two more times, his fingers still teasing my nipples. He thrust deep, hitting that perfect spot over and over.

  His hand pulls back again and when he spanks me this time, suddenly I’m coming. I throw my head back against his chest, crying out as my climax roars through me.

  I can feel myself clenching around his cock as I flood him with my orgasm. And Goose just keeps fucking going.

  “Fuck, do I love feeling this pussy come all over my cock.” He growls into my ear, fucking me deep, right through my orgasm.

  “You...you make me come so good, Sawyer.” I gasp.

  Goose’s hand teases from one nipple to the next as he groans, his pace speeding up and his heavy balls slapping my clit as his muscled body ripples against me.

  His one hand on my ass slides over my hip and down pushes down between my pussy as he continues to plunge in and out. Goose rolls his finger over my clit, making me shatter into pieces all over again.

  “Oh, Sawyer!”

  “Just like fucking that, Bambi.” Goose groans, fucking me harder and faster. “Show me how bad you love my cock. Let me feel this sweet pussy milk my seed right from my fucking balls, angel.”

  I cry out, thrusting back to meet him. Goose’s hands slide from my breast up to my throat, his rough fingers curling around it. It sends a thrill through my body, making me scream out in pleasure.

  I wildly thrust back against him, taking him to the hilt as he thrust into me over and over. Goose turns my head and crushes his lips to mine.

  Our bodies writhe together and I know we’re both going to come soon.

  “Oh, god...”

  “Come for me, angel.” He purrs into my lips, groaning as his cock swells harder. “Come with me, Bambi.”

  He thrust every inch of his thick cock into my pussy and rolls my clit at the same time. I cry out into his lips, moaning loudly as I bounce back and forth on his cock before I suddenly shatter.

  Goose roars, thrusting deep into me and just holding himself there as his cock pumps rope after rope of thick, hot cum deep into my womb.

  He pulses into me again, sending me into yet another orgasm as I shudder against his muscular chest.

  We finally, yet slowly, come to a trembling stop. Goose slowly pulls away from me, then turns me to face him as he pulls me into his arms.

  He gently kisses the top of my head as I happily sigh against his chest.

  “If I haven’t told you enough, I love you.”

  I gaze up at him and kiss the edge of his jaw. “I will never tire of hearing that. I love you, Goose.”

  “Good. Now let’s get you cleaned up and dressed so I can fuck you all night.”

  I laugh as I push him out of my closet and onto the bed.

  “You sit while I get dressed. I actually need to get ready and not be distracted by you anymore.”

  “You love my distractions!” He yells as I head to the bathroom.

  I take a quick shower and come back to Goose laying on my bed with my notebook.

  “What’s this, babe?”

  Walking back into my closet, I flutter my hand in the air. “It’s nothing. Just ideas that will never come true.”

  I grab a pair of leather leggings and a black tube top to put on. I rummage through my clothes until I find a red and black flannel to tie around my waist.

  I pop back out to see Goose flipping through the notebook.

  “Babe, these are all amazing ideas.”

  Shrugging, I sit at my makeup station to do my hair and face. “They’re really not that great. Plus, you need a ton of money to start them.”

  “And I have money to help you, babe.”

  I whip around, “I don’t want you to pay for it. I’m not going to just mooch off you.”

  “You aren’t. I want to help. Pick one of these ideas.”

  Sighing and, knowing I will lose this fight, I walk over and take the notebook from him. Flipping through the pages, I land on the one idea that means the most to me.

  “This one. I want to help girls who were in my situation. We have nothing out here to help them. No safe house, no lawyer, no nothing.”

  Goose gets up and takes me into his arms. “Fuck. I’m sorry, Bambi. I can’t even start to tell you how guilty we all feel. I can say sorry all day long, but that won’t take the guilt away.”

  I look up to see the hurt in his eyes. There’s so much emotion behind them. The way he holds me, I know he is truly disturbed by what I had gone through.

  “It’s okay. It truly is. Everything happens for a reason. Now, let’s make sure no other girl has to go through what I did. Girls like Savannah need a safe place to turn too.”

  He nods and kisses my forehead. “Anything for you, angel. We’ll sit down and talk with Striker. I know he’ll want in on it.

  “Perfect. Now let me finish getting ready!”

  We both laugh as I sit back down to finish getting ready for work.

  MAD DOG AND I ARE SITTING at a table while the girls try out for new spotlights. They are trying their hardest to impress us, but so far I don’t see anybody that stands out to me.

  “None of these girls impress me, Mad Dog. I mean, a few look good for some spotlights upstairs, but none for downstairs.”

  He sighs and looks up at the blonde spinning on the pole. “I know. Fuck, do I know.”

  She finishes her song and then walks off the stage. Then lights go down and we can hear the low notes of an electric guitar.

  Mad Dog and I look at each other and then to the stage where a red spotlight pops up. Marilyn Manson’s voice comes over the speakers as one of the newer strippers, Luna, comes out.

  She has on a very simple outfit of an ultra-low cut, racerback crop top with three snap buttons on the front and matching snap up side booty shorts.

  Luna picks up two sticks from the ground and struts onto the stage. She twirls the sticks and winks as she wraps her hands around the pole.

  As the song picks up, Luna climbs the pole. The drums come in and she lights one of the sticks on fire.

  I gasp as she hangs upside down and touches the one stick then the other with the fire. She then places her hand over the unlit stick and it lights with fire.

  Luna blows a kiss with fire on her hand, and it goes out. Mad Dog whistles low as he watches.

  “Fuck me, this is gonna be good.”

  She spreads her arms wide with the flaming sticks, then brings one up and toward her mouth.

  “No fucking way...”

  Luna winks again as she opens her mouth and sticks the flaming stick down. She places the other on her tongue, then pulls it away.

  Bringing the other stick back to her mouth, she blows, and fire comes out. Luna undoes her top, letting it fall to the floor as she swirls the flaming sticks around with her.

  As she spins on the pole, she swirls the sticks around while placing them in and out of her mouth and breathing more fire.

  I’m fucking impressed, to say the least. Luna comes off the pole and throws the sticks in the air and catches them all while seductively walking across the stage.

  The song is ending and Luna drops to her knees as she swallows the fire and blows it into the air.

  Mad Dog and I stand up, clapping as she smiles and bows. The surrounding girls clap and whistle.

  Luna walks off the stage, and I turn to Mad Dog. “She’s the one. I want her downstairs every weekend. Holy shit!”

  Mad Dog nods his head. “Fuck yeah. She was fucking out of this world.”

  I smile and turn to see Goose in the hallway on his phone, a foul look on his face. Walking over, I gently touch his arm and he looks down at me.

  “Alright, man. Will do.”

  Goose shakes his head and grabs my arm. “Zane is awake and asking for you. Let’s get to the medical center.”

  I run and grab my purse before heading out the door with Goose. He jumps on his bike and picks up my helmet for me.

  I quickly put it on as he whips out of the parking lot. Holding on tight, I wrap my arms around Goose’s waist as we head to see Zane.

 

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