Page 43 of Thor & Dragon


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“I’m not a fucking clubwhore, you fucking jackass! Before you start feeling a woman up, you might want to ask if she’s here with anyone!”

“A feisty bunny, just my type. Everyone knows that none of the Forest Creek brothers have a woman or an Old Lady, so you and your friend are fair game.”

I notice another flash of steel out of the corner of my eye and then a growl as Sasha presses her blade into the neck of the biker holding her.

“You assholes may want to get your hands off us. I’m taken and so is my sister. Unless you want to piss off the President and Enforcer, that is.”

The guy I have held at knifepoint seems confused by what Sasha says, and his gaze darts between us before settling on something over my head, and I’m pretty sure I know who’s behind me. His body tenses and the movement causes my blade tip to nick his skin and a trickle of blood runs down his throat.

“What the fuck are you doing with your hands on our woman and her sister?” Thor growls.

“What the fuck is going on?” another deep voice rumbles from behind me. “Care to explain why you two are at knifepoint?” Whoever spoke must have heard Thor because while his voice carried a tone of annoyance, it also held amusement.

“These assholes didn’t believe us when we said we weren’t bunnies. Nor did they believe Levi’s your woman,” Sasha spits out as she presses her blade harder against the idiot that had grabbed her. He’s close enough that I can see his face pale and sweat starts to bead on his forehead.

“We meant no disrespect, Thor. This isn’t the first time we heard a bunny claiming to be someone’s woman, so we thought it was another instance like that.”

Dragon steps closer, and soon I feel his hand gripping my waist. “Well, let’s clear the air. Levi is our woman. Her sister, Sasha, is also taken. Neither of them are bunnies, so keep your fucking hands to yourself,” he growls.

“Sorry, Dragon. Won’t happen again.” His gaze flicks between my men and me, and after a few moments, I step back and lean against one of my guy’s chests, Dragon’s most likely, since his hands have a rougher feel to them. I keep my gaze locked on the two men as I pick at my nails with my blade. Thor places his hand on my hip as well and squeezes slightly. Sasha steps back slightly but then tenses as another set of arms wrap around her waist.

“Babe, you alright?” Colt asks, and Sasha relaxes against his chest before sheathing her blade, turning in his arms, and planting a kiss on his lips.

“Just dealing with some grabby assholes that didn’t want to listen. But, wait, why are you back here? You said you had to man the gate tonight?”

He places a chaste kiss on her lips before grinning at my guys. “Drae’s currently watching the gate. Dragon texted me to come back here for a bit because your blades already came out to play,” he winks at her and she blushes before turning to us.

“???????.”

“No thanks needed. You’re family to Levi, which means you’re family to us. Besides, if anything happened to either of you, I’m pretty sure your brother would be sinking a blade into us,” Dragon says as he chuckles.

“Damn straight,????. You okay,???????” Alexei asks as he comes up to our group.

“No offense, man, but I wouldn’t call the Pres or Enforcer of this club a ‘brat’. Show some fucking respect,” the other man spits. Looking at his cut, his name is Reaper, and he’s the President of the Junction Creek chapter.

Alexei rounds on him, his eyes darkening to near black. “I spoke no disrespect.????is Russian for ‘brother’.”

Seeing Alexei clenching his fists, I step forward and put my hand on his arm before looking back at Reaper.

“How about we fully introduce ourselves? I’m Levi Wallace. This is Alexei and Sasha Petrov, and yes, they’re originally from Russia. Later we can introduce you to Travis West and Ethan Mills, who are over by the firepit. They are all part of my chosen family. As is my Uncle Bear.”

Reaper glances down at me, his brows furrowing. “Wait, Levi… as in Rich Wallace’s granddaughter, Levi?”

I grin. “The one and only.”

Reaper’s face shows even more shock, and now I’m wondering exactly how he knew Grandpa. Also, what the hell did Grandpa say to everyone about me? His gaze darts between Sasha, Alexei, and me as some sort of recognition dawns on him. He shakes his head and turns back to the two that had grabbed us.

“Fuck guys, you really are lucky that they only held a knife to you rather than having a knife sticking out of you,” Reaper mutters as he runs a hand over his face. Both of his men are frozen with shock as their gaze’s dart between Sasha and me. They seem like they’re trying to figure out how their Pres knows about us, and honestly, I’d like to know more myself. Reaper gives my men a chin lift before turning back to his men.

“Cannon, Atlas, how about you guys go grab a beer, and maybe some food,” he pauses and looks back at Thor. “Are these the only two women who are off limits?” Hands tighten around my waist and I see Colt’s arm tighten around Sasha.

“Them and one other named Roxy. She’s not a bunny, but she does work and live here. She’s working the bar inside tonight. The bunnies will be here later and they can get their dicks wet then,” Thor says.

Cannon and Atlas nod, but before leaving, they turn their attention to Sasha and me.

“Sorry ladies. It won’t happen again,” Cannon says and Atlas mumbles something similar before they both walk off. I pull away from the guys slightly and sheath my blade.

“Fuck, Spitfire. Even with that little speech, you’re gonna have to make sure you stick close to us tonight. Especially when you’re sexy as fuck in that outfit. I don’t want any brothers getting ideas and making moves on our woman,” Dragon says before he pauses and he looks down at my stomach. “How many pouches you have on that sleeve, Spitfire?”

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