Page 54 of Deadly Wars


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Havoc is now by my side looking weirdly at Sutton. She hasn’t said a word and stands there waiting for the bomb to blow. Riot comes into view and goes to step in between me and the others at the table. Kane gives him a questioning eyebrow as to why they are almost blocking me from him and he stops moving.

“Better run now, honey. Stone doesn’t let that shit fly here in his house,” the slut spews towards me.

Kane whips around to face her, and I feel like I’ve been struck in the gut until I hear him speak.

“She can do whatever the fuck she wants in my house,” he growls at her, and that’s when I notice the music stopped playing. Everyone is silent and watching this play out.

The bitch looks confused and pissed that he is siding with me.

“But—” she stammers out but is cut off.

“Reaper, get this whore out of my sight,” he orders the man standing next to the table where the hoe bag is trying to get up and then turns back to her. Then announces, “This woman right here is MINE. Get a good look at her. If I hear of anyone speaking out of turn with her, their heads will roll. In fact, don’t even breathe in her direction!” he commands through the room. I’m still trying to process everything he’s said.

Kane turns back to me and moves like a cheetah in the field and tosses me over his shoulder maneuvering me down a long hallway. I can see the smile on Ivy’s and Sutton’s faces as I get farther and farther from them. Havoc grabs Sutton by the elbow to get her attention and before I can see how it goes they’re out of sight.

I’d swoon over what Stone just did, but I’m afraid the entire room just caught a free show of my cookie.

I take my key out and open the door to my room here at the clubhouse. With my boot, I slam it shut locking us in with the hand that isn’t around the back of Raegan’s thighs.

My eyes nearly bugged out watching her walk-in tonight in that small little hand towel of a dress and leather jacket. She had me dumbstruck and drooling. I didn’t even know words were being exchanged between my wildcat and Macy. I remember Macy wanting me to drink off of her naked body that was laid out on the table. I wouldn’t touch that stage five clinger if she was the last woman on this planet. But then Raegan claimed me—ME— and put Macy in her place. All I could feel a warmth shoot straight through me. Proud to have a strong woman lay claim over me. Never has someone been that bold and fierce over me. I wanted to lay her over the table and fuck her until we both passed out. She truly is one of a kind.

When the music cut off, I started noticing every man in the room looking over at what was mine, and probably had the same dirty thoughts that were racing through my mind, and I was livid. Not at her, but that others were seeing her delectable body that is only for my eyes. It was only when she took a step back that I realized that she thought I was angry with her. Seeing Riot try to block her from me was like a bucket of ice cold water on me. After telling Macy off and laying claim to my woman, I grabbed her up and put some much distance between those leering eyes and Raegan.

Pacing the room, I try to decide how I’m going to proceed with what I think she needs right now. First and foremost, I slap down hard on her barely covered ass to rein in my temper for her outfit. How dare she parade around without me by her side.

“Ouch!” she yelps and tries to move. “Shit, Kane, what was that for?”

I try to think of the right words to say, but nothing is coming to mind at the moment. Something catches my eye and I see her reflection in the mirror, getting another peek at her tits almost hanging out causes another slap to connect to her ass on the other cheek. Symmetry is important! Is she even wearing a bra or panties?

“Seriously! Put me down right now before I scream this place down,” she demands. I find it cute that she thinks she’s going to be able to tell me what to do. I feel a pop on my ass as I watch her attempt to swat my jean-covered backside.

I love her feistiness! Bring it on, Wildcat, I’ve got all night.

“I’ll put you down when I’m goddamn good and ready, Wildcat.”

“This is so ridiculous, why are you acting like a barbarian?”

Taking long deep breaths, I toss her down on the bed letting her back bouncing a few times. She tries to get up, but I’m on her so quick she’s barely able to lift up before I’ve covered her body with mine. Gazing down into her blue orbs makes all the tension I was just feeling scatter in the wind.

“Babe, there’s so many things I want to say and do to you right now, I don’t know where to start,” I say honestly then thrust my steel rod hidden behind my jeans into her. She must’ve known what dressing like that would do to me. She lets out a small moan I know she was trying to keep in. It has my body working into overdrive.

Focus, Stone! We have a point to make here.

“You’re the hottest piece of ass I think I’ve ever laid eyes on in my life. Thought I was gonna have a heart attack when you waltzed in the clubhouse.” I pause and run my finger down her cheek and along her neck. “But if I ever catch you dressed like this in front of my brothers or anyone, I’ll tan your ass so hard you won’t be able to sit down for an entire week. Got me?” A soft smile plays on her lips as I lean down and press mine to hers. She makes it so hard to focus when she smiles like this. “The next time you lay claim to me in front of my club you better knock the shit outta the person who’s messing with you, I don’t give a fuck who it is, man or woman. Never second guess yourself, just do it. I’ll never let anyone hurt you, ever.” I nuzzle her neck and plant soft kisses along her shoulder.

“So, you like my dress,” she says and it makes me laugh out loud.

Jesus Christ, this woman is something else.

“Is that all you got from what I just told you? Babe, you’re the most titillating creature I’ve ever seen and then you went and claimed me in front of a room full of my brothers,” I groan thinking about the feeling it sends throughout my body. “Thought I’d combust right there and then.”

“So, you’re not mad then?”

“Mad? No, never could I be mad at you for telling those club girls to back off. It made me so fucking hard just hearing you say those words, just don’t get mad when it’s my turn to stake claim over you.”

She rolls her eyes, and I move my hand up under her dress to her panty-free wet pussy.

“Where the hell are your panties, Raegan?” I snarl.