Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 148

Blythe’s P.O.V.

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“You wanna cu.m again, don’t you?”

“Please Kylian.”

“Teasing Evander like you have been has you fu.ckin’ worked up.”

“Please…”

“Nah, you can stay drippin’ until you talk to CG.”

And that was how I left Karma’s office. Needy and wet. Wanting more and more. My pu.ssy is throbbing. I feel dazed.

“You alright Bly?” Nova asked me.

“Uh, yeah, just a bit out of it today,” I replied, forcing a smile.

Nova, Maddie, Willow, Aria (Glitter), Coco, and Riley are all sitting at a table, chatting and doting over baby Banks. That and we just celebrated that Aria finally got her cut. She didn’t want a big party or anything. She just wanted us girls here for it.

After Joker had made the announcement that Aria was officially his and no longer a club girl, the reactions had been mixed. Half the brothers had chalked it up to drunken bravado, while the other half speculated wildly about her possibly being pregnant. Rumors had swirled like wildfire, and by the next day, there were eighteen different theories about why Joker had claimed Aria, none of which revolved around love. But Joker had set the record straight during the last church meeting. He had ordered a property cut for her, a bold statement to show everyone that he was serious about her. I had a quiet moment with him afterward, urging him to be patient; I was confident they would see his love for her in time. Yet, the man had taken it a step further, getting CG to tattoo Aria’s name in bold letters on his neck. Bikers really knew nothing about patience, I swear.

“So, Aria,” Maddie said, pouring herself another drink, her curiosity evident. “What made you want to be a club girl in the first place?”

“Maddie,” Nova interjected, her tone disapproving as Willow rolled her eyes in exasperation.

“What?” Maddie defended herself, her brows knitting together. “I’m just asking! I mean, not many club girls are capable of love. No offense to you, Coco, but we always knew you, Aria, and Roxy were exceptions. But that’s kind of my point. Club girls either realize they’re just here to have fun and are respectful enough not to mess with taken men, or they try to trap a brother for his patch. Not because of love, but because they want security and money.”

“Maddie,” Nova said, her frown deepening. “It could have just happened, you know. They could have just fallen for each other.”

“Okay, well, I want to know, that’s why I’m asking,” Maddie replied, turning her attention back to Aria, who was seated beside me.

“You don’t have to answer her if you don’t want to,” I whispered, leaning closer to Aria, my concern for her evident.

Aria and a few of the other girls chuckled lightly, and she waved us off, her expression showing that she was unbothered. Yet, the smile on her face was unmistakable, a radiant glow that had been there ever since Joker had claimed her.

“It’s totally okay, you guys,” Aria said, her voice cheerful. “Honestly… I became a club girl by accident.”

“Accident?” Maddie echoed, her interest piqued. “How did that happen?”

I caught Coco glancing at Aria with a hint of worry in her eyes.

“Well, when I first came to town, I was homeless,” Aria began, her gaze dropping to her glass, a distant look clouding her eyes. “I was running from some stuff back home. I never got a job or a place because I was terrified someone would find me. I had heard about the Inferno’s Demon Riders MC a few towns over and how they help people. I came here, foolishly thinking maybe they would take me in.”

“And they made you a club girl?” I asked, anger bubbling up inside me.

“N-no!” she exclaimed, her eyes wide with surprise. “It wasn’t like that at all,” she rushed to explain. “Blaze was still president when I arrived. He was in the midst of handing things over to Karma and had just found out he had cancer, so he was pretty distracted. They thought I was here for a job. I had never been to a motorcycle club before. I knew nothing about it. I was so nervous… I just answered all his questions. He definitely thought I knew what I was getting into. I was terrified they would kick me out if I wasn’t useful. But it meant I had a roof over my head, food in my belly, a little money to my name, and I could hide here. I guessed my job based on what Blaze was asking. I thought I was just supposed to cook, clean, and… I don’t know, get them coffee or something like that.”

“Okay, so what happened next?” Willow asked, her curiosity evident as we all leaned in closer.

“Snapper and a few of the other girls told me that part of my job was to make the guys happy. The insinuation was crystal clear,” she revealed, shocking us all.

“She what?” I blurted out, my voice rising in disbelief as my eyes narrowed.

Aria shrugged, her expression a mix of regret and acceptance.

“I was scared, impressionable, and completely clueless,” she admitted. “I think what they did was wrong, but it’s not like the guys raped me or anything. They all thought I was willing. And I was, or at least I tried to be. At first, it was awkward, but the brothers were usually so drunk that I don’t think they even noticed. Honestly, it didn’t take me long to get comfortable with it. Then it just became… fun. I liked being with the brothers more than the other girls most of the time. They were nice and flattering, even if I was just eye candy to them. It wasn’t so bad.”

“When did you realize you didn’t have to sleep with any of them to stay here?” I asked, still feeling the flames of anger surging within me.

“Pretty recently…” she trailed off, a wince crossing her face.

“She confided in me,” Coco chimed in, her tone serious. “She told me what the other girls said. She was scared she was going to get kicked out because she had been turning all the brothers down for Joker. So, I told Joker about it.”

“And he let Snapper and her pack of sluts stay because…?” I pressed, waiting for a reasonable explanation.

“Well, not that he wouldn’t have gone after Snapper even though she’s gone… My guess is that he’s been pretty distracted,” Coco replied, a smirk forming as she glanced at Aria.

“He had been really sweet a few days before he brought me here,” Riley admitted, a small smile creeping onto her face. “I wasn’t sure where I stood with him, to be honest. I wasn’t sure if I was just a booty call, a fling, or something more. I mean, we still weren’t having sex. He kissed me once though. We were spending time together, and I thought that maybe we were dating? But before I could gather the courage to ask him, he brought me here and announced I was his girlfriend. I thought that… But he’s ignored me ever since.” Her eyes narrowed again. “Fucking prick.”

Uh-oh…

All of us exchanged glances as Slider approached. We were unsure what he had overheard, if anything at all. Riley, however, seemed unfazed, continuing to sip her drink as Slider walked up behind her. He greeted us all with a smile.

“Ladies?” he asked, his tone light. “Who’s the prick? Who do I need to punch?”

“The mirror,” Riley shot back without missing a beat. “You’re the prick.”

A few of us snorted at her quick comeback, watching as Slider’s jaw tightened, but he maintained his composure.

“And to think I came here to see if you were hungry,” he teased, attempting to lighten the mood.

Or so we thought.

“Oh, well, if your dick isn’t on the menu, then I’m good,” Riley slurred, and I nearly choked on my drink.

Slider’s expression shifted, the tension in his body palpable as he rubbed the back of his neck, clearly trying to keep his cool.

“My dick ain’t on the menu, Sugar, but you haven’t had dinner,” he said, his voice calm yet firm.

Riley scoffed, turning her head to glare at him. “Why don’t you go worry about whatever club slut you’re screwing and leave me the hell alone? You didn’t care about me yesterday or the day before that, or the day before that! Don’t pretend to care now! Fucking prick.”

With that, Riley spun back around in her chair, and we all held our breath, watching Slider freeze for just a moment. Then, without warning, he grabbed her arm and yanked her to her feet. She protested, but he ignored her, effortlessly tossing her over his shoulder and striding away.

“What the hell!” Riley yelled, kicking in his hold. “Where are you taking me?!”

“Looks like we need to talk, Sugar,” he said, his tone serious. “And your ass deserves a spanking.”

We all watched as he walked out, heading down the hall. As soon as they were out of sight, we shared a look before erupting into laughter. I noticed CG leaning against the doorframe, his gaze fixed on me as my laughter subsided. He held my stare for a moment, and the heat that Karma had left me with surged back. CG looked tense.

I could work with tense.