They were completely naked, Tig's sweaty state hardly an issue as she was just as sweaty. They were kissing wildly, hardly coming up for air. Moving his lips from her mouth he made his way down her neck chuckling slightly at the soft moan that escaped her lips as he hit her weak spot.

"Alex you're going to make me cum before we even get started," she said scratching at his shoulders.

He groaned, there was something about her using his real name that he couldn't explain but it made him feel a little weak.

He took one of her nipples in his mouth and licked the tip, she could feel him smile as she said "bite it" in a husky sexed up voice. He continued to lick it for a bit longer before sinking his teeth in a little.

"Leave a mark, like the first time," she said pointing to her upper breast.

"I don't want to hurt you," he said giving her a questioning look.

"No pain no gain baby," she said digging her nails into the sides of his arm.

…

"God, you're so perfect," he said pulling her on top of him.

They were both panting slightly, their bodies damp with sweat. Tig was covered in scratches and she had a bite mark on her breast and a matching one on her inner thigh as well as bruising on her hips.

She blushed and buried her face in his chest, "and you're full of shit."

"Hey," he said putting a hand either side of her face, forcing her to look him in the eye. "You are," he smiled, "you're amazing, beautiful and a little fucked up which just adds to how great you are."

"We're an odd pairing," she said resting her forehead on his.

"Love is a fucked up thing babe, what can I say? God knows I tried to pretend you were just like any other chick, but I just can't function without you."

"I'm a person Tig," she laughed, "not a drug."

"You infuriate me, fuck with my head, make me happy and my heart race, sounds like a drug to me," he said pushing her off him and straddling her butt.

She let out a relaxed moan as he began to massage her lower back, "I should be doing this to you. You deserve it after last night," she said, half meaning it but not really wanting him to stop.

"What are you doing?" she asked propping herself up on her elbows and turning to look at him. He had stopped massaging and was drawing on her lower back with his finger.

"This is a perfect spot for a tattoo, don't you think?" he said

"What are you on about?" she asked as he leaned in and gave her a kiss.

"That shit wouldn't have happened last night if people knew you were with me. He's a cunt for what he did and he deserved all I gave him last night but he's a brother, he would have checked you out and seen no ink and thought you were fair game."

He jumped off the bed and headed for the bathroom, "I have to head out with the boys soon but you stay in bed and have a snooze. I'll talk to Hap, he can ink you tonight."

Amber just stared into space as disappeared into the bathroom.

"Oi!" she yelled bounding into the bathroom after him.

He was stepping into the shower, "are you saying what I think you are saying?"

"I'm saying I've been a pussy and I'm righting that wrong and making sure everyone knows you're my old lady."

She knew it was a big deal. Other men in the club weren't so precious about their relationships; they went in feet first declaring their love with quick fire marriages but Tig was a bit different. Having an old lady meant he had to trust someone other than his brothers something she knew he found hard to do.

When she finally left her room she headed to the main room. A glance out the window told her that most of the members were out with only a few bikes left in the lott. She sat down at a table where Tara and Gemma were sitting and immediately a cup of coffee was put in front of her.

"Oh, thank you," she said looking up at a woman she vaguely knew.

"Don't worry," Tara said, "you'll get use to it."

"I ... huh?" she had been around the club for a while now, maybe not often but still, this was the first time anyone had made her coffee.

"The other woman," Gemma said looking around the room "they know now that you are above them. Before no one really had any clue where you fitted in, after last night with Tig's display they know."

"Oh," was all Amber could come up with. She hadn't thought about how things would change around here for her. She wasn't even twenty yet so the idea of her being waited on by older women seemed to go against normal social etiquette.

"We're heading out in a bit," Tara said, "did you want to come with?"

Amber didn't even really think about it, "no thanks, better stay here or no doubt Chibs will be telling me off."

Gemma shrugged, "you don't answer to him babe you can come if you want."

"I'm good here," she said sipping he coffee as the other two stood. She wondered what Gemma would have said if she had said that Tig wouldn't want her going out. "Where are you off to anyway?"

Tara looked at Gemma who shrugged again "gets a bit stuffy round here after a while."

"Anything that needs doing around here?"

Gemma shook her head, "the girls have got it under control I think so you can just chill. We will pick up a few things while we are out