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Shawn does taste as sweet as I thought she would, and the pink tint to her cheeks just fucking adds to the whole innocent appeal she has going on. My cock has never been this hard before.

Fuck me, but I want to bend her over my bed and bury my dick deep inside of her.

She lifts her hand to her lips and touches her fingertips to them.

Those lips of hers are slightly swollen, and it’s cute as fuck, the fact that she looks so goddamn surprised by the whole exchange. Just as I’m about to lay it on thick as fuck, the guy she came with appears in the doorway.

I jerk my chin in his direction, my brow arching as I take him in. He’s a douche. I can’t help but wonder what the fuck she sees in him. He’s fucking worthless. I can tell just by looking at him.

“Shawn, your ride is here.”

My brows lift in surprise at his words. “Her what?” I ask.

His lips twitch into a smirk. Cocky fucker. I’m two seconds away from beating the absolute shit out of him. I think I might, just on principle alone at this point. I don’t like his fucking face, his smile, or any goddamn part of him.

“Uber,” he says. “I was told this is an open party, so I’m staying. Shawn’s a big girl. It’s her own fucking bullshit that she doesn’t have a car.”

“It’s fine, an Uber is fine,” Shawn whispers, her words coming out in a rush.

“Get the fuck out of the clubhouse,” I state, moving past Shawn and toward him.

Before he can say a single word, I have my hand wrapped around the front of his throat and am squeezing. He gasps, lifting his hands to my wrist and tries to scratch me like a fucking weak-ass little bitch.

Then I feel Shawn’s hand on my arm, and she tugs it, screaming my name. I don’t hear her because blood and adrenaline are flowing freely, and I realize that I’ve just lost control.

When I feel her hand pulling down on me again and hear her screams, only then do I turn my head to look down at her. She’s got tears streaming down her face; her eyes are wide and terrified, but I don’t loosen my grip.

“He’s my brother,” she says.

I still don’t release my grip on his throat. Turning my head, I look over at her and frown. “Your brother would send you off in an Uber from way out here?” I ask.

Her tongue peeks out and slides across her bottom lip, wetting it before she wipes the tears from her cheeks and nods her head a couple of times. When she speaks, her words are said with such conviction that I can believe this guy is as much of a douche as I expected… maybe even bigger.

“He would. The only reason he brought me was so he could get a chance to come to this party. It wasn’t because he cared about me or wanted to help me in any way,” she states.

Fuck, what an asshole.

Without another word, I move out of the bedroom, shifting my hand from the front of his throat to the back of his shirt at the collar, and I pick him up off his feet, dragging his toes behind him as I move through the bar that is now full of people and march his fucking ass right out the door.

Once I’m out of the clubhouse, I push him forward and release my hands. I watch as he falls to the ground with a thud, down in the gravel and dirt.

“Don’t ever fuckin come back here again,” I growl.

He pushes up on his hands, his arms trembling when he does, and he looks behind him, his eyes finding mine. He opens his mouth, then snaps it closed.

“If you’re going to ask me why, don’t bother. I’m happy enough to fucking tell you,” I say. “You’re a coward. You’re weak, and you’re a douche. Your kind is not fucking accepted here, so you cannot come back. Ever.”

Turning around, I walk back into the clubhouse. Shawn is standing just inside the door, her lips parted as her head tips back and her eyes find mine. She doesn’t look happy about what I’ve done, but she doesn’t look angry either, so I take it as a win.

“You don’t Uber home,” I grind out.

“I can see that, although I don’t understand why,” she murmurs.

I wrap my fingers around the side of her neck and hold her there. I keep her where she is, afraid that if I don’t, she might run away. Although I’m not sure why I’m afraid. I know where to find her pretty little ass if she does. And now I know she doesn’t have a car, so she can’t go far.

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