Resisting the Biker

Chapter Two-1

Chapter Two

I HAD TO do something with my hands before I grabbed Breaker and killed the bastard, so I pulled the chick against me and gave him a look that said ‘f**k you’. He was a complete psycho and had we been alone, I’d have made sure he never touched a woman again. Rumor had it that he’d raped and beaten Slammer’s Old Lady’s daughter. It was what tonight’s meeting was about. But, the Devil’s Rangers were denying his involvement. Things were getting ugly in the back of the club, but apparently, they were just as ugly in the front.

“As I was saying, Breaker... this kitten is mine, so I suggest that you go find your own.”

Breaker looked at me like he wanted to bash my skull in and I stared back at him, daring him to f*****g try it.

PART OF ME was annoyed that they were treating me like a possession. The other part liked the way Raptor’s arm felt around my waist and the smell of him – leather and a trace of cologne. A good cologne. As I leaned closer to get a better whiff, Raptor looked down and our eyes met.

I laughed nervously. “Uh, new cologne, honey?”

He stared at me for a minute and then his lips twitched, as if he was fighting a smile. He turned away and they continued their testosterone-fueled banter, although, I really wasn’t paying much attention. I was too intrigued with the guy holding me. I had to admit, he was sexier than hell and I liked the way my breasts molded against his side as he held me in place. Either I was ovulating or Krystal was right, it had been way too long since I’d had s*x and the heat he was generating was making me warm in all the right places.

Breaker looked from Raptor and then to me, his eyes narrowing. “If she’s yours, I’d suggest you patch her before someone snatches her up,” he sneered. “Or, better yet, let me know when you’re done with her. She might like to know what a real man feels like between her legs.”

I felt Raptor stiffen up, but he kept his composure. “Believe me, now that she’s had a real man in her honey-hole, your junk would feel more like a sliver off of my timber.”

Normally, I would have rolled my eyes at such immature banter, but I had to admit, the thought of Raptor in my honey-hole was interesting.

“I suggest you remember who you’re talking to, Raptor,” he said, clenching his jaw. “And show some f*****g respect.”

“You are the last person who should be preaching about respect. You make a move on my woman and then bust my chops? What the f**k?” he replied.

“He got you there,” said Tank, stepping closer to us. It was obvious he was now getting annoyed with the situation and he was definitely a force to be reckoned with. The guy was built like the Incredible Hulk. “Listen, the meeting is almost over, so I suggest you go and enjoy the show. Delilah is up next and she’s not only available, but willing to party after the performance.”

Breaker looked at me again and smiled. “I’ll be seeing you again, sweetness. I promise. ” Then he walked away, his gang watching us carefully from their tables, all of them giving us the stink-eye.

“f*****g worms,” mumbled Tank, staring back at the table. “Every last one of them.”

“I’m so glad you showed up,” said Krystal. “That guy wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer. I thought he was going to drag Adriana out of the bar there for a second.”

“You and me both,” I said, shuddering at the thought. Even looking at him now, I could tell the thought wasn’t too far from his mind.

“We should probably take both the girls somewhere in back,” suggested Tank. “Before Breaker finds some liquid courage at the end of that bottle he’s drinking. When he’s drunk, he’s as mean as he is stupid.”

“He should be taught a f*****g lesson,” said Raptor, still glaring at the other group of bikers.

“I agree but, we can’t. Besides, the old man might be giving us the thumbs up to deal with him later, if you know what I mean.”

Raptor relaxed. “True. Okay, let’s go.”

“Where we going?” I asked, finishing my beer.

“I’ll show you,” said Raptor. Then, before I could do anything about it, he picked me up, threw me over his shoulder, and slapped my ass. Hard.

“Hey!” I hollered as he carried me toward the back of the bar. It felt like my butt-cheeks were on fire. “What in the hell are you doing? That hurt. Put me down!”

“Sorry, darlin’,” he said, a smile in his voice. He caressed my butt, sending warm tingles into my pelvis. “Does this feel better?’

“Quit touching my ass and put me down,” I hissed. “Now.”

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I SMILED, ENJOYING not only her reaction, but the way her ass felt under my palm. It was deliciously round and firm. I had to force myself not to keep squeezing it. I had to admit, she was a hot little number. I could see why Breaker wanted her. My d**k was already half-c****d at the thought of f*****g her now myself. I headed toward the back of the club, to the break-room. I knew Tank wanted to f**k Krystal before she headed out and so I’d have a few minutes of alone time with the brunette. From the way she was staring at me earlier, I could tell she was definitely interested. I wondered if she’d be interested in getting on her knees and opening that sweet little mouth. The thought of her glossy pink lips wrapped around my c**k was enough to try and test those salty waters.

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