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best part of the night, the bit where I embraced the win and used the adrenaline from the fight to go out and get some pussy, but I was weirdly empty and strangely numb. For the first time since I’d become a professional fighter, I didn’t want to go out on the prowl to find the first available girl to fuck.
    That didn’t matter, though. The opportunity would still be there, whether I wanted it or not. Chicks always seemed to find themselves in my dressing room, looking for some no-strings fun. They were the type of girls that I adored; the ones who didn’t care about commitment and just wanted a wild time with a celebrity. Sure, it was a little cold and impersonal, but it wasn’t as if I cared about any of these women enough to feel offended by that.
    “Remember your meeting!” I heard Mike call out behind me as I stalked away from the cage, but I didn’t pay any attention to his words. My mind was somewhere else entirely.
    The backstage area of the building was fucking chaos. Now that the fight was done, everyone was running wild, trying to get their jobs completed. There was always a lot of health and safety bullshit to deal with these days to ensure that the audience was secure. Fucking pointless, if you asked me. The people that came to this sort of thing weren’t looking for boring, safe fun.
    I kept my head down as I walked, not wanting to deal with anyone. All I wanted was a fucking beer. I didn’t often drink alcohol, because I needed to keep my body in the best shape possible, but I always had just one set aside for after a fight. I needed it to chill me the fuck out, and I needed it to transition me from a raging animal to a calm human again.
    I needed it right now, more than ever.
    “Kaiden!” I heard shrieking from the fans, but I didn’t look up.
    It wasn’t that I didn’t appreciate the fans—they were fucking amazing. I just needed to separate what happened out there and what was about to happen next.
    As I swung open the door to my small dressing room, which I usually loved because it was the only place I got any privacy, I saw two women, half-naked and giggling as they went through my things. One was a petite blonde, and the other a tall brunette.
    Normally I wouldn’t give a shit about them touching my stuff. I’d just be pleased that they were already partially undressed, making things happen much quicker, but tonight it pissed me off a little.
    “What are you doing?” I asked.
    “Oh my god, Kaiden!” the blonde one said in a shrill, overly-excited voice. As she turned to face me, I noticed that she’d stripped off her top and her breasts were swinging free. She was clearly here for one thing, and one thing only. “You were phenomenal out there!”
    Her words brought back the memory of the fight, but it was hazy because her perky breasts were bringing about feelings elsewhere. My cock stiffened in my pants, and with that, my mood began to shift.
    “Hey, Kaiden…”
    Her brunette friend began to slink towards me too. She had a curvier body than the blonde, but she sure as hell knew how to work it. This girl’s boobs might have been covered—although I could see her erect nipples straining against her top—but every inch of her thighs were exposed by her tiny shorts, and she swayed her hips as she walked, proving that she had the sexiest quality that any woman could have— confidence. With each of her sensual movements, I could feel my cock growing even harder.
    Hot damn…
    A lusty cloud overtook me, forcing everything else out of my mind. “Well…hello, ladies.”
    One of the women handed me my beer, already opened, and as the liquid slid down my throat, I instantly started to relax. I’d fucking won that fight out there, and I really should’ve been riding on that high. Nothing else should’ve mattered.
    I slid into the nearest seat and flashed an exaggerated wink towards the girls. “So, what do you think you’re doing in my dressing room?”
    “We just wanted to see