Zero

“Do you want to close your mouth? It looks like you’re drooling, and it’s not such a good look for you.” She chuckled, smoothing her palms over her legs. “How do I look?”

“We’re not going out. It’s only the club members here,” he said, hoping none of the men would try to hit on her. There was only so much he could handle, and pushing away all of his friends because they wanted her didn’t feel like much fun. He had better ways of spending his night. One of them was with his hand wrapped around his c**k rather than watching Prue in that dress.

“I want to dress up and be pretty for once. Stop ruining my buzz, or I swear I will kick you in the balls so you can never father children.” She raised a brow at him.

Laughing, he walked right up to her. Cupping her cheek, he stared into her beautiful green eyes knowing he was lost. She truly was a beauty.

“There is a lot more I can think of that you can do to my balls.”

Her cheeks grew red. She didn’t drop her gaze. This is what he loved about her. Prue never backed down from a fight.

“I’m sure you can.” She pressed a hand to his chest. “Just like I can think of a few things you can do with that mouth of yours.” Prue went on her toes, kissing his lips. “Tonight is about fun. Alan has not popped out of the woodwork. We’ve got a small window of having fun.”

Alan’s name sucked all the arousal out of his body. Whizz couldn’t find anything yet. The trail ended about five years ago, which sucked. At the moment, Zero didn’t care. With the threat of Alan, he still had Prue in his bed. Once the other man was gone, he’d have to fight to keep her with him in Fort Wills. No one knew what Alan looked like seeing as Zero f**ked his face up ten years ago. The sketch provided didn’t help either. The hospital room had been dark, and Prue could only remember so much with all the stress and pain.

“Come on.” He took her hand leading her downstairs. Music was playing from the stereo in the corner. Steven was playing barman while the others were sitting around talking, smoking, drinking, or playing cards. “Are you up for a game of pool?” he asked.

“Not yet. We played not long ago.” She wrinkled her nose going straight for the bar. Zero couldn’t take his gaze off her.

Prue’s body looked so inviting.

Sitting at the bar, he listened to her order a beer. Steven handed him a beer, which he thanked the man for.

“How are you finding club life?” Steven asked, staring at Prue’s tits.

Taking a large gulp of his beer, he wondered what he was supposed to do with the man looking at his woman’s tits.

Not your woman. She won’t let you claim her.

“It’s a little boring. I bet when the lockdown is lifted and Alan is gone, it will be fun.” Prue tilted the bottle to her lips.

He watched her throat swallow the liquid. There shouldn’t be anything erotic in the sight. His c**k was saying otherwise. Her lips would look so f**king beautiful wrapped around his dick. Zero would love to see her throat swallow his cum.

“Give me a whiskey,” he said, trying to get rid of Steven.

Seconds later a glass of whiskey was placed in front of him.

“You sure look pretty,” Steven said.

“Fuck off.” Zero growled the words at the other man. He was sick and tired of Steven trying to get on her good side.

“Zero! That was rude,” she said.

He glared down at her. She shoved him hard in the shoulder before storming away. Watching her disappear he rounded on Steven, who had his arms in the air. “Hey, man, cool it. I’m not in the mood to lose a limb. She’s taken, I get it.”

“Yeah, she is taken.”

Butch chose that moment to plonk down on the bar stool. “Actually, you kind of need to claim her before you do that.”

“You’re supposed to be my friend,” Zero said, turning his attention to the other man.

“I am your friend. You can’t go warning off brothers without intending to take her off the market.”

“What about your own woman?” Zero asked, recalling Butch’s confession the other day.

“She’s still on the market and has nothing to do with the club.” Butch leaned in close. “Shit is going to hit the fan sooner or later. Alan is not going away. I’d take the time while you have the chance to claim her. Once Alan starts, he’s never going to stop.” Zero’s glass was swiped out of his hand. “Think about it.”

Leaning against the bar he saw Prue playing cards with Rose and Hardy. It wouldn’t be long before Rose was na**d and Hardy was showing her off to the rest of the club.

Prue’s tits caught Zero’s attention. Sipping his whiskey, he watched her lean forward to grab a card. She wasn’t like other women. Prue didn’t give a f**k about her nails or going shopping for clothes. Not once had she talked about breaking a nail. She got stuck in with the kids and with the work.

The other day he’d even seen her fixing a bike up with Blaine.

She really was a one of a kind woman.

When she grew bored with losing cards, she grabbed a bottle of vodka from the shelf, leaving some money for Steven.

“Come on then,” she said, taking his hand.

“What?”

“Let’s go and play pool. I’d rather play something I’ve got a chance of winning rather than not.”

Zero followed her into the pool room. Killer and Kelsey were playing, and they joined them for a game. They teamed up and played the other two. Standing behind Prue, Zero stared at her ass. The dress she wore rode up her back, exposing the top part of her legs.

Killer constantly whispered in Kelsey’s ear. The other woman was giggling and turning red at whatever the other man was saying. One of the shots required Prue to lean over the table.

Staying behind her, he watched as she aligned the shot and got the perfect view of her red covered pu**y. Fuck, she was wearing red panties. Zero failed every shot after he saw her sweet pu**y.

Prue took over, annoyed, and beat Killer and Kelsey five games to one. Prue giggled, kissing Killer’s cheek as they left the room.

Banding an arm around her waist, he knew she was getting merry from the drink.

Rose was up on the table with Hardy behind her. Prue paused as they stopped and stared at the woman erotically dancing around the pole at the furthest end of the room.

“So that’s why there is a pole there,” she said, gasping.

“Hardy and Rose are known for showing off in front of everyone. They will do everything in front of an audience. His one rule is not to touch. Rose is his woman. If they touch, he’ll hurt them.”