“That’s just it, they don’t know, I haven’t told anyone. And anyway, you guys would just hang out with me and make my night more bearable. Ple-e-ease? Will you come?”
Gazing into her crystal-blue pleading eyes, how can I say no? It makes it difficult to deny what she wants when she looks at me that way.
“Okay. Ask if we can come and we’ll be there. All of us. I’m not going into that biker club on my own.”
She bounces on the spot and claps her hands together. “Yes! You won’t regret it. Thank you. I know this is a big ask and an even bigger thing for you, but Itrulyappreciate it.”
“Well, it’s Christmas. The time for giving and shit.”
She laughs, leans in, and kisses my lips softly, then turns with a spring in her step and runs off down the hall. The woman is so fucking sexy that my cock twitches from looking at her ass as it sways away from me.
But right now, I have to tell the guys we’ll be having a Christmas feast at a fucking biker club tomorrow night.
LUNAR
It’s hot, as it always is at Christmas in Australia, so today, I’ve opted for a more modest look, wearing shorts, and my boobs aren’t out on display like they normally would be. I’m in high spirits, and because of that, this year, the clubhouse is getting extra love and attention in the Christmas decoration department.
Skye, one of the other club girls and probably my best friend, and I have been busy decorating every corner of the clubhouse. I’m just adding the finishing touches now with some presents under the massive tree.
I feel Steel’s presence behind me on the beanbag couch, but I’m trying to ignore the sensation of his lingering eyes on me. With each passing day, my connection to Danger grows stronger, which is helping to wash away the feelings I harboredfor Steel. It’s becoming increasingly difficult to recall what drew me to Steel in the first place.
He never saw me as anything but a piece of ass. In sharp contrast, in the brief period I’ve known Danger, he’s shown me a hell of a lot more respect than Steel ever managed in all the time I’ve known him. That’s not his fault—it’s who he is and how he was raised. Being a biker comes with its own set of perspectives and attitudes. I can’t change him, and I wouldn’t want to. And for the first time in a long time, I don’t crave to be with Steel. Especially now, now that I know there’s something more out there, something meaningful, I amnotgoing back.
Smiling at the thought and knowing Steel’s eyes are firmly on me when I bend over, I waggle my ass from side to side. “See something you like, arsehole?” I call out.
“Nope, nothin’ at all,” he replies.
I stand up and scoff. “Liar.” I throw a Christmas decoration at him, but it misses and bounces on the hard floor with a tinkle in front of his feet.
He chuckles as I walk over and bend down to pick up the red bauble, then plop down onto the bean bag sofa next to him. The whole thing shifts with my movement, causing him to bounce and slide slightly closer to me.
“So, Steel, what did you get me for Christmas?” I ask, and he shakes his head.
“Same thing I got you last year.”
Throwing my head back and laughing, I think back to this time last year. “An aching back and a UTI?”
“Hey, told you I needed a shower and that I’d been wrestling in the mud pit, but you were all like… ‘Oh, Steel, I’m so hot for you. Fuck me now and fuck me hard.’” He makes some lame attempt to sound like me, but fails miserably.
Rolling my eyes, I playfully slap his chest. “I don’t sound like that.”
“You kinda sound like that.” As he talks, he’s nodding in mock agreement with himself.
“Fuck off,” I retort, nudging his shoulder. “I miss this,” I admit, then rest my head on his shoulder. It’s not flirtatious in any way but rather a display of friendship. I’ve been avoiding him because of Willow and Danger and, well, because it’s plain awkward.
He nods. “Yeah, I miss your friendship too. But just ’cause I have a girl doesn’t mean we can’t still be friends, Lunar. You’re the one stoppin’ that.”
“I know. I’m over it now,” I tell him truthfully.
“You are?” he asks, surprise etched in his voice, and I’m actually a little annoyed by his tone.
“Yeah, I’ve been talking to Danger from Recoil when he’s been playing at the club. His bandmates are really cool. They’re coming to the feast tonight. I invited them, hope you don’t mind?” I decided to just go with thetell himrather thanask himapproach, as that always seems to work best with Steel. I know they don’t usually allow outsiders into the club, but Steel is theonly wayfor Recoil to be given access, and fuck, I hope he says yes.
“No, that’s fine. They’re all welcome. I’d like to see Danger again to see how things are travelin’ now his band’s in Australia.”
Yes!My plan worked.
“Thanks, Steel, you’re the best. I’ll go tell him they can come.” Gratefully, I lean in and kiss his cheek. Then, with a spring in my step, I jump up and head toward my room to call Danger. I wasn’t certain Steel would agree, but I’m glad we’re getting along well enough for him to grant me a little happiness.
