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“That’s exactly why you earned my appreciation.”

SEVENTEEN

Emmett

My body has been thrummingfor her since I pulled her into my lap. My mind consumed with her from the second she lifted from her seat and placed herself between Emily and the loaded gun.

A. Fucking. Loaded. Gun. Pointed. At. My. Sister.

When I felt her heat leave my lap, I expected her to run with fear, but she surprised me. Without question, she protected the one thing that matters most to me in this world. Shit, my father was in the crowd somewhere too, but he didn’t rush to his daughter's aid, not like she did.

I want to slam my cock inside of her on the table in the middle of Church. I want to show her just how grateful I am despite the fact that we don’t truly know anything about her. Axel would hate it, but I don’t care. Not when she acted so selflessly. That’s enough for me. My respect for her has grown tenfold.

She wraps her legs around my waist and tightens her arms around my neck. She’s blocking my view of the room but replacing it with the most beautiful alternative. Her tits are begging to be nipped at, and once I get us out of here, I’ll get my taste.

She’s a mystery, and my interest is piqued. She stirs something inside of me that I can’t explain, but all it does is lure me closer to her.

I shuffle around the table and blindly find the door handle before tilting my head to glance back at Ryker, who remains in his seat. I nod toward Axel, making sure he knows someone needs to keep a fucking eye on him tonight, and it’s clearlynotgoing to be me. The swift raise of his chin tells me he’s got the situation in hand, so I step into the bar area without a backward glance.

I’m almost surprised that Gray isn’t pouting that I’m carrying her away from him, but he must sense the need I feel for her, and he’s not giving me any shit for a change.

When I step out into the crowd with Scarlett in my arms, a round of cheers sound out around us, along with the soft muffling of Scarlett chuckling.

“Are wefinallygoing to have this girl complete the rite of passage now?”

Peeking over Scarlett’s shoulder, I march straight toward our destination. There’s no way in hell my appreciation fuck is turning into something else. I don’t mind an audience, fuck, if anything I love one, but not these fuckers.

Pushing through the door that leads to the private quarters, the music dulls and the chatter fades into the background as I make my way down the hall. My hands flex on the globes of her ass as her thighs clench around me. She’s already so responsive and we haven’t even done anything yet.

My teeth sink into my bottom lip as excitement creeps up my spine. Kicking my bedroom door open, I spin on the spot as I step over the threshold, before slamming it shut and pinning her body against it.

Her breath hitches as her pupils dilate and her lips part.

Hot. As. Fuck.

Our chests heave in sync, desire coursing through my veins as I get lost in her stunning blue eyes.

“Tell me what you like?”

Her eyebrows quirk at my question, and I push my chest against hers, needing to be as close as possible.

“Does it matter?” Her question doesn’t match the hope in her tone or the way her eyes track my lips instead of meeting my gaze. She’s as intoxicated as I am.

“Of course it fucking does,” I grunt, dropping her down an inch so she can feel the outline of my dick press against her core. “If I was just going to take what I wanted, I would have fucked you in the Church. I’mtryingto be civilized,” I add with a grin as her fingers move to my neck.

“I feel like I’m supposed to trust the person I tell those things to,” she answers with an unspoken question in her eyes that I can’t understand or piece together, so I shrug.

“Tell me anyway.”

My response seems to pass whatever test she was holding me accountable for as she wets her lips and leans closer. “Gray asked me the same thing last night. I was just making sure you fucking me hadn’t become hot gossip.”

A grin spreads across my face as she explains. “The running commentary I got came from Ryker, but whatever happened after you left the bar, Gray has kept to himself.” What’s the point in lying? What I heard was hot as hell. I wouldn’t expect anything else though, not when it was Ryker describing it to me. He’s usually the least fazed by the Ruthless Brothers and the Bitches fucking in the bar, but last night, he was caught up in her allure.

“I asked him to fuck me into the mattress, hard and fast, just how I wanted it.”

My cock juts in her direction at the thought of it, and I thrust lightly so she knows exactly what she’s doing to me. “Is that what you want now?”

“No.” Her eyes widen with that one small word that falls from her lips. “Nothing gets me wetter than choking on dick,” she adds, her cheeks flushing as she admits it out loud, and I chuckle.

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