undressing her in his head or getting hard on the way he was gonna kill her? I knew my Enforcer
fucked his fist to that shit, but hey no kinkshaming here.
But…if she was in my bed—for whatever fucking reason—no one got to get their stinky cock
stirring thinking about her. “Get your asses out and maybe send the doc in. She’s taking forever to
wake up, and I want some alone time with the feisty thing.”
Viper stiffened while Cottonmouth smirked. About to deliver her head or not, damn right I was
laying my claim. Let the whole club know.
As they ambled to the door, a moan pierced my ear. Their heads whipped toward the girl. Mine
too. She lifted a hand to her forehead, her eyes semi closed. Then, as her gaze wandered around the
room, she bolted upright, screaming.
“Easy and shut the fuck up,” I said.
She lurched out of bed and tripped. I dashed toward her and held her arms to put her back in the
bed. “Don’t touch me!” She banged her little fists on my chest, and I laughed. She didn’t stand a
chance fully awake, why would she think she could fight me off now? “Don’t touch me!”
I just carried her and set her in the bed, pinning her wrists down. “I said shut the fuck up. You’re
only hurting yourself more like that. You’re gonna pass out again. I need you awake now.”
She kicked and squirmed, as if I said nothing. Okay, now she was getting on my nerves. I jumped
on top of her, holding her wrists up behind her head, and caging her thighs between my knees. Her
lips trembled, and she looked like she was in pain, her eyes wet yet audacious.
Having her beneath me like that, afraid and vulnerable yet daring, made my cock jerk, and when
my eyes dipped to her rising and falling tits with her rapid breaths, it jerked again.
“I’ll kill you before you even think about touching me,” she panted.
A smirk tugged at my mouth. “I’d like to see you try, sugar beau.”
Someone snorted. I glanced behind me and realized the boys were still there. “The fuck? Get out
already.”
“I reckon you don’t need the doc anymore?” Cottonmouth teased.
“No. Thank y—”
I didn’t know how, but the bitch used the distraction and kneed me in the balls. Fuck. She slipped
one hand out of my loosening grip and reached to snatch my gun. Grunting in pain, I yanked at her hair before she did it and swirled her so that she’d be lying on her stomach. Then I crushed her down with my weight.
Cottonmouth snorted a laugh again, waving at the girl. “Hello. I’m Cottonmouth.”
