Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
"I hear you're taking Ivy home."
"That's right. Her name's Iris."
"Do me a favor?"
"What's that?"
"Don't be a prick."
"Funny." I laugh. "I've had two lectures today, and you're the second one. What the fuck is it with everyone giving me shit tonight?"
"Everyone's looking out for her, Viper. We don't want to see her get hurt. She's been through enough because of my brother," he mutters.
"Jaxon, look. You have nothing to worry about. I'm going to treat her like a fucking princess."
"Good. Because if you don't, you'll have the whole club breathing down your neck. I couldn't do much about it before, but you're not my brother," he warns.
"Oh, so you're suddenly going to protect her this time?" I hiss. "You forgot to do that while your brother was dating her, huh? Forgot to check in, forgot to make sure he wasn't abusing her, right?"
"It's not like that."
"It's exactly like that. You're lucky I don't pummel my fist through your face."
"You won't. Because I'll kill you before you can."
"Well, then. We have something in common."
"Yeah," Jaxon growls. "We do. We're both dangerous."
"Good thing we're not rivals anymore," I mutter.
"Yeah, good thing. I don't want to have to choose between her and the club. Again."
"You won't. There is no choice. She comes first," I hiss.
"Then make sure she knows that. Make sure she's yours."
"Trust me, Jaxon. She is."
"Good."
"Now, if you'll excuse me. I have a date."
"Don't fuck this up, Viper. This is the closest thing you've ever had to a family. Don't throw it away."
"I won't. Don't worry. We're on the same page. She's my girl. End of story."
"Good. Now, get out of here."
I walk out the front door, and my gaze meets hers.
She's mine.
All mine.
And now, she's going to remember forever.
Tonight, she's going to know just how much she belongs to me.
And after that, I'm never letting her go.
I walk out of the club, and Iris looks up as I slide into the car where Christmas music is on full blast. "Ready?"
"Viper," she whispers.
"We're leaving now, and I'm taking you home. You're going to spend the night with me."
"I don't know."
"It's not a request."
"This is crazy."
"Crazy is watching your girl dance half-naked. Crazy is knowing that I can't do anything about it. But that's done now. And you're coming home with me. Tonight. Right fucking now."
"Fine," she groans, as I turn the heat on.
"It's freezing in here. Do you want my coat?"
Ignoring her before she can answer, I pull my coat off and toss it to her. "Get under that."
"Are we going to talk about it?" she grumbles as I back out of the parking lot.
"Nope."
"I didn't think so."
"I'm not interested in talking, Iris." I glance in the rearview mirror.
"Then what are you interested in?"
"Fucking. Fucking you. Taking you. Claiming you," I muter.
"Viper," she whispers.
"It's true. It's not a secret." I pull onto the highway. "Put your hand on my thigh, like last time. Feel my dick, baby. Tell me if you like how big and hard and thick it is. Tell me how badly you want me to fuck your tight, hot cunt."
"Viper," she breathes. "We're not going to stop, are we?"
"No. But if you're worried, we can play a little game."
"What kind of game?"
"It's simple. I'll give you a choice. A choice to make." I shrug. "I come in your pussy or your mouth. Either in my fucking bed, or, for the second option, here while I drive. Your call."
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"I don't like playing games. I'm direct. I want what I want."
"And what is it that you want?"
"You. That's all."
"You're insane."
"Maybe. But only for you."
"I can't, Viper."
"Yes, you can."
"This isn't a good idea."
"Yes, it is. Trust me," I hiss.
"You've been saying that a lot lately."
"Because it's true." I put her hand on my lap. "Now make your choice."
"You can't keep asking me to trust you." Her finger squeezes around my dick, and I groan.
"Fuck yes, Iris. Just like that. You like it, don't you? You like feeling my dick in your hand."
"Viper."
"Tell me, Iris. Tell me what you want. Right now, you're holding my cock in your hand. I'm rock fucking hard, and you're the one who did that to me," I hiss.
"I can't let you fuck me without a condom this time," she whispers.
I scoff. "I want to fill you, Iris. I want to fuck you bare and feel every inch of your wet pussy. I want to claim you. I want to mark you."
"This is a mistake," she manages.
"No, Iris. It's not. I've never felt more sure of anything." I speed up as her fingers pump my cock through the fabric of my jeans, and I hiss.
"This is so bad."
"You have no idea. We're not going to make it home."
"What do you mean?"
"I need to come, Iris. Now. And you're going to swallow every drop of my seed."