Free Forsaken Control (Oathkeepers MC) by Sapphire Knight

this week. Even with Ares and normally he just jokes around with him. We had this great time together last week and ever since, he’s just been kind of lost.”
    I leave out the part that every time they’ve been in the same room, I catch 2 Piece staring at Ares like he wants to rip his clothes off and fuck him silly. I’m lost with this and have no clue whatsoever on what to say to either of them. I think Ares is clueless about it all. I only know what that look means because usually I’m the only one 2 Piece ever directs it toward.
    I follow London to the check-out line. Prez gave us a wad of money to ‘get some BBQ shit together’ and hopefully we got everything he wanted. We pretty much picked up everything besides the kitchen sink.
    I busy myself helping unload the cart. Pickles go on the conveyor belt, ketchup—Ares licking up my spine. I blink and set the mayo down next, hamburger buns—Ares tying my ripped shirt over my eyes. I breathe in deeply and huff as I drop a bag of chips remembering what it felt like to have them both in me at the same time. I always feel the most complete inside when I have them both like that. I know it’s wrong. I love 2 Piece so much. I would die for him if I ever needed to.
    I’ve been screwed from the very start but just hadn’t realized it until we all became intimate together. I can deny it all I want, but it does no good. That first night he caught me in the hallway, I remember thinking he was going to kill me and then he put his fingers inside of me. My world tilted, and I’ve quietly watched him ever since.
    Ares and I became friends and I had a little bit of a crush on him, I think. Sort of like the Beast from that Disney movie. The closer to him you get, the kinder he becomes. I think his idea of giving a woman a library is tying her up with belts and making her happy in a whole other way.
    Now I’m stuck. I know I should stop asking 2 Piece to invite Ares into the bedroom with us, but I can’t seem to stop. Imagine you getting your first refreshing drink of spring water and then attempting to never drink it again. Fuck. I surely can’t feel that strongly about him. It’s not right. You don’t fall for two men, and you can’t have two men, at least not to keep.
    I shake my head, loading the full white plastic bags into the cart. I have to stop this nonsense. I won’t cause problems with 2 and his brothers or in my relationship. 2 Piece has been more than enough for me to handle. Surely I can get back there with a little time away from Ares.
    London and I head to Cain’s black Challenger. She pushes the cart and uses the little plastic clicker to open the trunk.
    “Look, Avery, I’m sorry for crossing the line earlier. Are you okay? You’ve been really quiet, and silence isn’t normally your strongest feature.”
    I burst out laughing. Looking at her, I can’t help it. She’s completely right. I’m normally a pretty big chatterbox. “I’m okay. Just thinking over some stuff. I’ll be fine, especially tonight. We have a party to plan!”
    “Yes ma’am, it’s gonna be so much fun! I love having the brothers together and making good food. I hope to God Smile’s decided to smoke a brisket. I wish my brother would come around and get to know the club too, but he’s stubborn.” She’s told me about him before, I guess some chick pulled a doosie on him not to long ago and he’s been pretty depressed. I hate that she worries about him.
    “Oh my God, that brisket is fucking amazing!”
    “Hell yeah!” She smiles widely. “I’m going to go put the cart up.”
    “Okay, lady.” I nod, shifting the groceries around the large trunk space so I can close the trunk properly. That’s how you know we bought a lot of food; Cain’s trunk is so big, he could probably fit a few bodies back here if he needed. Ugh, I don’t want to even imagine that one. Once I shut the lid, I glance up and jump, startled.
    I bring my hand to my chest, my breath accelerating