Craving Her (Savage Brothers Second Generation #8) Read Online Jordan Marie

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Biker, Erotic, MC Tags Authors: Series: Savage Brothers Second Generation Series by Jordan Marie
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
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“You bitch! My poor Joker,” Debbie cries, as I turn around and face everyone.

She starts to go to him, but I catch her by her stringy hair, pulling her backward. She screams as if in pain, but she doesn’t know pain yet. I know that I’m just reacting at this point. I’m not using common sense. If I were, I definitely wouldn’t touch Debbie. I’d let her go to Torin and say good riddance to both. That’s really what I should do. It would probably be the smartest thing to do, but like I said, I’ve never been smart when Torin is involved. I pull her away from the idiot in question. He’s still holding his junk, but at least he’s sitting up now.

“Skylar—”

I turn to look at him. “Shut up. I pulled my punches on you, but if you say one word to me in defense of your little whore, your dick won’t only be sore, it won’t work anymore,” I warn him and even I can admit my voice has dropped in tone and sounds deadly. In my defense, I’m pissed as hell. I swing his bitch to my front and wrap my arm around her neck, while keeping my other hand tight in her hair. “You’ve pissed me off for the last time, Debbie. Do you see that man over there? He doesn’t belong to you. He will never belong to you.” I’m not applying actual pressure, but she’s so terrified that she’s stopped moving. “Now, I’m about to make you go nighty-night. You’ll only be out for about ten seconds or so, but you need to know that I am in control of that too. I could kill you easily and if you fuck with me again, I won’t hesitate. I figure there aren’t many people in the world that will miss you, but either way it doesn’t worry me because I didn’t grow up in this family without learning. I can make sure that your body will never be found. So, when you wake up, remember what I said and stay the fuck away from me and from him. If you don’t promise me, I’ll make you very sorry.”

With that, I apply light pressure with my arm, knowing I have it stationed at exactly the right place. Debbie’s out in just a second or two. It isn’t long enough for a chokehold to truly work. I actually think she might have passed out from fear. That works out even better. I let her go to the floor, not caring how hard she falls on the concrete. “Trudy, I need a new room for the night.”

“You got it, hun,” Trudy says, not really hiding her laughter, but she does try.

“You still have my shirt,” Heavy announces.

“Yep, and you’re not getting it back,” I tell him. Heavy picks me up bridal style. “C’mon, little badass. Let’s get you a room,” he laughs and because I’m feeling over emotional, I relax against him, wanting him to take me away. I’m terrified I might cry, and that’s the last thing I want Torin to see.

Before I can agree with Heavy, however, there’s this unholy growl heard behind us. I look up to see an irate Torin stalking toward me and Heavy. “You’re not taking her anywhere. She belongs to me.”

“I don’t⁠—”

I can’t get the denial out before he has me in his grasp. He marches me back down the hall and when he passes the fourth door, he stops and opens it. He marches across the room and drops me down on the bed. I bounce as I hit the mattress. It takes a hot second before I finally struggle to sit up.

“What the hell?” My question might have started out angry, but it ends in a squeak as Torin’s cut lands on me. I toss it to the side, but by that time, Torin has grabbed the bottom of Heavy’s shirt and is ripping it over my head. He doesn’t do it gently either. It’s so forceful that my hands automatically come up. I gasp as I sit there in nothing but a pair of pale pink cotton panties. Torin’s gigantic body has me blocked from the members of the club that have gathered to peek into the room. He extends down over me. I should knee him in the balls again, but I think I might be in shock. I didn’t expect him to come at me again so quickly. With the strength I expelled on my knee kicks, I would have thought he’d at least think twice before he came around me again. He presses me back down on the bed and I know my face shows my shock. Even I can tell that my eyes are as round as saucers. He grabs his cut and puts it over me. Normally I’d yank it right off, but in this case, I grab it and cover my body—most importantly, my breasts.


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