Karma (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 1) - K.T Fisher Page 0,80
shorts on, no shirt or shoes. It’s one of the few rules we have around here.
Wear only shorts and no weapons. It’s pretty fucking simple.
Blaze is a big guy. I’m not going to lie, and he’s my favourite to fight. He gives me as good as I give back and I will admit I’ve lost against him a few times. That’s why I love fighting him, it’s not a predictable outcome, but after the tension I’m feeling lately, I’m feeling pretty fucking confident.
My dad steps inside the ring, it’s about to go down!
“Alright boys, you know the rules!” He indicates for us to get in and join him. “Blaze and Grim are on an equal score so far, it’s six points each! Whoever wins this fight is in the lead.”
There’s no competition or prize for this. We fight and we keep score, it just so happens that I’ve fought Blaze twelve times so far.
Dad walks out indicating that the fight has begun and I jump into the middle. I’m so fucking eager for this to start, I’ve been craving this! Blaze joins me, his frame just a little wider and bulkier than mine. He swings first and I dodge out of the way, but I don’t miss the second he hits me square on the jaw and it hurts like a motherfucker. I quickly swing back, landing punches on his stomach and Blaze backs away. I swing my leg up, kicking him down to the floor and everyone cheers, but I don’t bother looking around. I’m not here for them, I’m here for me.
As the fight continues, I get kicked and hit as hard as I’m giving them out. Blood is everywhere, even in my vision, but Blaze is looking worse than me. As he stumbles towards me, I bring my fist to his face as hard as I can and Blaze lands on the floor with a thud. Everyone cheers loud for their victor but one particular shout gets my attention and I spin quickly to find her.
Well fuck me, Lauren’s here. I see her standing with Drew as they clap for me and wouldn’t you know? I’ve now got the biggest fucking hard on for her, my adrenaline is pumping and I’m covered in sweat, but I need her. I have to fuck her, right now!
Lauren
When Drew told me all about the fight club I didn’t think it would be like this. It’s crazy in here and everyone wants to see blood. It’s their club brothers in that ring, but as soon as someone enters it they’re just fresh meat, that fight each other until one can’t take anymore.
I must admit when I saw Brandon walk past me, I almost didn’t recognize him because it was clear to see, he was Grim. I didn’t want to approach him and screw up his focus because he looked deadly serious. I was almost scared of the look in his eyes.
I didn’t like the thought of him fighting Blaze because he’s a big guy, but when Franky got up and said that they were on the same level, I was relieved. However, as soon as the punches began, I was back to being scared. I didn’t like it at all. If it was any other man in there with Blaze, I think I’d enjoy the fight, but I don’t like watching Brandon at all. That being said, I can’t seem to take my eyes off him. The way his body moves and how he takes the hits Blaze gives him, I’m impressed Brandon is a fighting machine!
Brandon is a strong protector, you can’t miss that and that’s why I’m not scared. If this scene was at the Devil’s, it would be a whole other story. They would be killing each other. This is just a fight, and it’s a game to them. This violent side of Brandon was hidden from me, but now I can see him clearly. He’s not an evil man. No, he’s the complete opposite. He’s a good man, not perfect but he will do anything for those he cares about. He will use his strength to help, not dominate and hurt for no reason. Right now he is using his violence as a release, an exercise maybe but not in a bad way, that’s why I’m not scared of him at all.
Sweat glistens on his chest and his muscles look ripped to fuck. I’m no longer concerned because all I can think about is a naked Brandon.