Ugly Beast (Hell's Bastards MC 1) - Page 21

As he drove down the long dirty road, he tried to ignore the woman at his back. Her arms were tight around him now, but it wasn’t her grip that was exciting him. It was the feel of her body pressed against his back, and the fresh memory of her silken, tight pussy wrapped around his length.

Taking her virginity had been a disaster, but she’d been wet. He worked her clit, getting her ready to take his cock, and she’d felt like a dream as he slid inside. She was the first virgin he’d ever been with, and he could guarantee, she’d be his last. However, he’d been with a lot of chicks. The bitches that sniffed around the club were more than happy to service MC cock, even his.

He took them, fucked them, forgot about them. They were not even worth a second or third thought. The problem was, Abriana was his wife. She belonged to him, and since being inside her, he couldn’t get her out of his head.

It hadn’t even been twenty-four hours, and he wanted her again. Once he was sated, no other woman mattered to him. They were always a means to an end.

He couldn’t figure out what it was about Abriana. Maybe her virginity was messing with his head. She was no different from all the other women. When he got back to the clubhouse, it would all return to normal and he wouldn’t have to give a fuck about anyone or anything.

Gunning down the road, he smiled. The open road always freed him. There was nothing to hide here, or to avoid. He fucking relished every single second of freedom. The life they led, they always knew there was a risk of jail time and death.

He’d been locked up for a couple of years when he was a punk-ass kid who didn’t know how to handle himself. He’d paid the price, and it made him grow up.

That was all in the past. He now had a wife to deal with and also a father-in-law, he wanted to kill more than anything else.

Surely this was normal for a lot of husbands. He would just have to deal with it.

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The Hell’s Bastards clubhouse was huge, bigger than her father’s house. That was Abriana’s first thought as they entered the large parking lot. The other club members aligned their bikes, including Ugly Beast. It was a perfect line of bikes parked.

Within a matter of seconds, the engines were off, and she heard the door slam open. Men, women, and kids fell out of the door, all of them rushing toward the men.

After she climbed off the bike, with Ugly Beast’s help, he took the helmet from her, grabbing her bag.

She stayed close to his side and tensed up as two women ran toward him.

They looked a little older than Abriana. One threw herself into his arms and the other went around his back.

She stepped back, wondering what to do.

They were hugging her husband. The blonde with her legs around his waist kissed his face. “I want to suck your dick. I bet you’ve got blue balls. I can take care of that.”

Ugly Beast laughed, letting the woman go.

What was she to do? This woman had just blatantly said she was going to suck his dick. His very married dick.

You’re nothing to him.

You’re just a peace treaty.

You mean nothing.

“Before you ladies get crazy, let Ugly Beast get his wife settled,” Smokey said.

All gazes turned to her.

She hated being the center of attention and would have gladly disappeared.

“Wow, you really went through with it,” the blonde said.

“Don’t be a jealous bitch.” Ugly Beast slapped her ass. “Come on, Abriana. We’re staying in my room tonight.”

Abriana, like the good little slave, followed behind him. She didn’t want to be here. Why couldn’t he have left her at home where she knew what to expect?

She noticed several gazes were on her. They also didn’t even attempt to whisper either.

“She’s fucking plain. Poor Ugly, I bet they thought he’d be grateful.”

“He’s fucking ugly but good in the sack. I doubt she’ll satisfy him. He’ll be back to us in no time.”

“He could always put a bag over her head.”

She was very much aware of her plainness. According to her family, it was her worst trait. She had tried to be a good girl, always doing as she was told, but no matter what she did, she would always be ugly.

They moved to the back of the clubhouse, and she didn’t even bother to lift her head. She wasn’t going to be staying here all that long. He said he had a house. She wondered if that was where she’d spend most of her life? At his home.

After walking up three flights of steps, Ugly Beast turned left, then right, before coming to the third door on the left.

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