“You will be front and center for it, Angel. I want to see you the entire time I’m in there.” I want to question if he is well enough to get in the ring. I know he’s been cleared by Doc, but for fighting, I’m not so sure. But I will not question him, I just nod my head.

His lips collide with mine, not seeking permission, but demanding, taking. G.T.’s tongue swipes my bottom lip and I open instantly for him as he plunges in. He tastes of beer and smokes and I can’t get enough. My arms pull his t-shirt urging him closer to me even though the air is having difficulty finding space between us. Our lips move in perfect sync, my body igniting with want and need.

His hand inches to the button and zipper of my jeans, undoing them. His hand slowly drifts down under my panties to my sopping pussy. “I love how wet you are for me, Angel.”

I moan as he inserts one finger at a time into my body moving them with total precision, playing my body for all its worth. His lips continue to devour mine and sparks begin to take over my body. G.T.’s lips silence my cries.

My breathing is ragged and difficult to control. I reach down to his pants and massage his fully erect dick through his pants. His hand reaches out and stops my movement. I look up at him in wonder. “After I fight. You’re mine.” He takes my hand and pulls it around his body.

“You don’t want me to relieve you now?” I ask batting my eyes.

“Yeah babe. I do. But, you’ve wound me up, now I’m ready to get in there.” Dread washes over me as he points to the ring. I do not want Tug hurt.

Bella reaches over and grasps my hand tight. “You okay?”

“No. Not at all.” G.T. is in the middle of the ring bouncing up and down, his hands taped up for a fight. His t-shirt and rag are off showing his cut abs and hot as hell back tat. I stand behind him because he’s my guy, but it doesn’t mean I have to like what these two are about to do.

Tug stands on the other side of the ring, hands taped bouncing just like G.T. There are so many differences between the two men though. Where G.T. is sure, confident and knowing, Tug is slightly unsure and his confidence is waning. G.T.’s size next to Tug is the other variable. Tug has a good four inches in height, but bulk wise they seem to be a good match. I do not want to stand here and watch this. Nothing good can come out of it.

Dagger is center and proclaims he will officiate, which stuns me at first. Normally this is not heard of, but for some reason unknown to me it is being done tonight. Rhys rings the side bell and they join together in the middle. Both of my hands are laced with small female hands, Bella and Harlow on each side of me. I squeeze them, needing some type of reassurance.

G.T. moves side to side. “Come on asshole. Show me how tough a man you really are.” G.T. goads.

“Ask your girl how much of a man I am.” Tug says back and G.T. charges. I cringe and shut my eyes. Grunts, heavy breathing, flesh hitting flesh, continue for what feels like forever. I open one eye softly only to see blood pouring out of both G.T. and Tugs faces. I close them again. This shouldn’t be happening, but I can’t stop it. Whatever this shit is, they need to work it out.

A loud thud makes my eyes fly open, both G.T. and Tug are wobbling on their feet, neither giving up and all I want is for this to be over.

“Time!” Dagger calls. G.T. turns looking at me with a huge smile on his face, blood dripping everywhere. He turns back to Tug opening his arms, Tug does the same. They embrace in one of the sexiest man hugs I’ve ever seen. Both men covered in sweat and blood, who’d have thought.

And just like that, whatever shit they were pissed about is done. Over. Finished. I sigh with relief; at least they are both walking out of there alive.

“Casey, get your ass up here!” Dagger yells loud and I look at Princess with the expression, do I go?

“Go.” She says letting go of my hand, Bella squeezes and let’s go too. I make my way up the small steps into the ring and stand in front of the two men. I smile softly at them both, but walk over to G.T. The cuts on his face really aren’t bad, they look worse because of the sweat rolling down his face mixed with the blood.

“Come here, Angel.” He reaches out and pulls me to him, crashing his lips to mine in the middle of the ring. Cheers and hollers are probably being heard for miles, but my body melts into his ignoring everything and everyone around. My arms wrap around his neck, his sweaty body presses to mine. My breathing accelerates as does my heart. He pulls away looking into my eyes.

“Now there’s no doubt you are mine.” G.T. says and I smile softly.

“I love you.” I whisper. He sweeps me off my feet carrying me out of the ring, through the clubhouse and into his room, not saying a word to anyone.

I need her, right now. I kick the door shut with my foot quickly reaching down to lock it and stride over to the bed. My lips lock with hers and I move her body so her legs are wrapped around my waist and her hands are now pressed against my face. My hands cup her ass and hold her tight to me.

Her breathing is labored and her heart is pounding through her chest, I can feel it as her heart collides with mine through our shirts. My hunger for her grows to the point of uncontrollable desire. “I need inside you now.” I growl pulling away and setting her down. “Clothes off. On the bed, hands and knees.” A smirk plays on her lips as she quickly complies pulling her shirt over her head and her jeans down her legs. She stands in black lace, hand on her hip staring at me intently. “I said all of it. Now.”

“G.T. let me clean you up first.” She says breathlessly.

“No.” I rip the tape off of my hands and grab a shirt off the floor wiping my face with it. Clean up will have to wait, she watches me with wide eyes. I quirk my eyebrow. Waiting.

She slowly reaches behind her back unlatching her bra, the cups fall to the ground revealing her beautiful tits. The hard points of her nipples are just waiting to be sucked and played with. She turns around and glides her panties down her legs bending at the waist giving me a great view of her ass and pussy. “You’re ready for me. Come here.” I command finishing the removal of my clothes.

My lips claim hers and Angel dissolves into the kiss. I abruptly pull away. “Hands and knees.” She slowly climbs on the bed and sticks her delectable ass up in the air. I bend down behind her and bury my face in her pussy. Her taste invades my mouth and my dick grows painfully hard. Her sweetness coats my tongue and her ass moves from side to side and in small circles, her gasps and mews, music to my ears.

I place one finger at her entrance and tease her, only sticking a small bit in at a time. I smile when her fluid trickles out of her pussy. She pushes back trying to get my finger deeper inside of her and I pull out completely taking my tongue away too. Her head whips around staring at me with hooded eyes.

“Who’s in charge, Angel?” Her head drops.

“You.”

“That’s right.” I slap her right ass cheek with enough force to leave a small red mark, but not enough to hurt. Her body rocks back and forth. My tongue moves back to her luscious pussy, diving deep, along with my index finger moving it just enough to find that special spot inside and I rub.

She tightens around my finger and I pull back licking her pussy, but staying away from her clit. She moans and her head falls down to the pillows on the bed. I pull completely away then plunge my dick fully inside of her in one thrust, her back arches off the bed. I place my hand on the center of her back pushing her back down. “Oh God…” she moans.

“No… G.T. baby.” I smirk and start moving in and out of her tight pussy, her juices covering every inch of me. I watch myself glide in and it sends electricity coursing through my veins. My spine comes to awareness and my balls draw up tight. I don’t hold back. I can’t. Each thrust deeper and harder than the next. Each one feels like I’m trying to climb inside Angel’s body and never escape. And right now, that’s exactly what I want to do.