Page 16 of Demon Rider

“You are not welcome here. These men are ours, we are the only ones how know how to handle them.” Lisa bitches.

I go to step forward making myself known but Kristina speaks.

“Thanks for the warning. I prefer men who can handle themselves.”

I smirk at the comeback.

“You think you are better than us, but look at you. Clearly someone thought you a lesson you deserved.”

Kristina laughs at Lisa, but I can hear the tremor in her voice, which makes my Reaper snarl, vibrating through my chest.

“I can show a lesson or two. Want to see?”

Fuck, my woman is in no shape to be fighting. Stepping into the room, I see that Lisa has two other club girls with her, taking her back in case she needs it.

“What is going on here?”

The club girls stiffen, at seeing me. My woman is leaning back in her chair, but I see her fists clenched on the table, and her shoulders tight.

“Just putting the new girl in her place,” Lisa brags, smiling at me.

“Who gave you the right to do that? You are a club whore, Lisa, nothing more. You hold no power here.” I growl.

She flinches at my tone.

“Get out. You come near my woman again with that bullshit and you are gone.”

“Your woman?” one of the girl’s gasps.

“Lisa said she was stray and she needed to leave. That she weld poison you all against us.” The other says.

“You bitches. You are supposed to have my back.” Lisa screams.

“Oh, fuck this.” Kristina growls, pushing to her feet.

Before I can say anything, she rushes Lisa, gripping her hair, dragging her from the room kicking and screaming. Lisa scratches at Kristina’s hand, that is tangles in her hair.

I huff a laugh following them out of the kitchen and into the main room, and through the front door. Once outside, Kristina tosses the bitch to the ground.

“Strays stay outside, but so do bitches. Know your place.”

“You can’t do this to me. I have been here longer than you.” Lisa looks to me. “Tyson, tell her.” She pleads.

“You may have bene here longer.” I state, slipping my arm around the back if Kristina’s neck, pulling her to me. “But an Ol’ Lady has more power over you.”

All woman gasp, but it is mixed with cheers and clapping behind me. Looking over my shoulder, I see my brothers all on the porch that was added a few years back. Zeke gives me a chin lift, in approval not that I needed it.

“Kristina is mine,” I snap turning back to Lisa. “You get one chance after this. Keep that in mind.”

With one last glare from Lisa, she storms off, her little posse hesitant, but follows her.

Turning to my woman, I look down at her, heat arousal rushing through my body like a rogue wave. Licking her lips, Kristina inches closer to me, her hand lands just above the waistband of my jeans.

My dick perks up at the simple touch, my soul calls to her.

“Did you just claim me as yours?” I nod, my body liking how husky her voice sounds. “But you haven’t even kissed me.”

My body closes the last inch between us, her tits brush against my body, which sends a ripple of lust through me stopping at my aching balls.