Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 63194 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63194 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
He would bet every cent he owned that she’d have left out the worst stuff. After every reveal the need to pick her up, wrap her in his arms and protect her had increased. She’d barely looked at him though and he craved that connection. This bitch was old lady material and he’d got no intention of letting his brothers find out if they’d want to own her first. She was his. Where the fuck had that thought come from? Shit, now he was scaring himself.
“Duke, what the fucking hell was that? Jesus Christ! You soft on the bitch or something?” Razor had followed him.
“Nah, just need to get fucked. Staring at her tight ass and ripe tits most of the day has got me twitchin’.”
He knew every word he’d just spoken to his brother was pure bullshit. Usually no matter what a bitch looked like, once he’d dipped his dick, all interest was gone for him, but he knew deep down that that didn’t apply to Nicole. Sure, she’s a fucking stunner, yet the more he learned and listened to her, the more she’d affected him. He knew if it was just her body he wouldn’t have any reaction to the things she said, but he’d been gripped to every word. Every negative experience she’d described added to the burn building in his chest. He couldn’t believe it’d only been a day since he’d first seen her face. Fuck, a lot had happened today.
“Okay, Duke, I’d lock it up soon though. Plenty of brothers are gonna make a move through the night, you already know the Musketeers are quietly sizing her up and they’re looking to own.” Razor was right.
Most brothers loved the freedom of being single. It gave them endless amounts of pussy, offered up freely for the taking. It never mattered where they were or what they were doing, they had no one to answer to other then their brothers. He knew heads had turned when Nicole came through the bar earlier, and like him, his brothers weren’t stupid. They would lock on to a quality bitch like Nicole without giving their single lives a second glance.
They could all go fuck themselves. No way were they touching what he thought of as his, and Nicole was going to be his. His decision solidified in his mind; talk about his crazy mind taking him through a complete one-eighty. He’d be saying goodbye to plenty of pussy, but he knew with every fibre of his being he’d regret not locking down Nicole, and there was zero chance of him putting up with her being with someone else. Blood would be shed. He had enough regrets, he didn’t want another added to the list.
A finger nail dragged down his bicep, snapping Duke back into himself. Helen sauntered around to his front and tried to wrap her arms around his waist. He’d been so caught up in his thoughts that he hadn’t heard her approach. That was a first. He held her shoulders and pushed her away, putting plenty of distance between them. He glanced over to the bar to make sure Nicole hadn’t seen her touch him. Helen was not going to fuck this up for him. She saw him look towards Nicole. She grabbed onto his arm, digging her nails in.
“No way are you pushing me off for that ugly cunt in there! That weird fucking bitch ain’t touching this cock!” She tried palming his dick through his jeans with her free hand. Duke slapped it away. Time to cut the shit. This bitch needed cutting down to size.
“I don’t know how you think you can get off telling me where I can stick my dick! Your used up, loose pussy ain’t anything special. You’re a crazy fucking bitch! You ain’t my old lady and never had a chance to be, so fuck off before I make you leave - permanently.”
Helen’s face twisted in rage and she stormed off towards the other sluts hanging around by the fire pit. He felt better having let out some of his frustration. Taking a deep, calming breath, Duke strode into the bar. He was going to sit, have a beer, get in Nicole’s head and get her to forgive him for spilling to Prez. That was the plan. It rapidly changed as he approached. She turned to him and unleashed a bright, genuine smile his way before quickly covering it. She didn’t want to show her hand either. He could appreciate that, but there would be no hiding from him. His body nearly convulsed with the heat that shot through him. He couldn’t wait another fucking minute, the imprint of his zipper was most likely forever etched on his cock.
“Nicole, come on, I’ll show you the kitchen.” She looked up at him and he could tell she was making a great effort to keep her face neutral.
“I thought Razor was taking me? Anyway, I have another half hour to finish up.” She pointed towards the clock above the bar and started to inch away from him.
Losing any small amount of patience that he had left, he grabbed her hand and pulled her all the way out of the bar and upstairs to his apartment, forgetting the kitchen altogether. He could hear her protesting behind him and trying to escape from his grip. His brothers whistled and yelled out but he blocked it all out. He had but one purpose right now. He wasn’t giving her a chance to protest. Pulling her through the door, he turned to slam it shut and lock it.
“I don’t know what your fucking problem is. You don’t get to drag me around like a fucking dog on a leash.” Her face was flushed with anger and her chest rose and fell quickly as she panted from the rush upstairs. He liked her fire.
Duke stayed silent and slowly stalked towards her, backing her into the wall. Pressing his body to hers, she pushed against him but it was like a fly trying to move a mountain. He slowly raised his hand and stroked his fingers from her temple to her chin, never looking away from her eyes. She fit to his body as if carved from his own form. He needed to find out what it was about her that he reacted to. No, he needed to find out everything about her, period. This wasn’t like him at all. He liked the women to do the chasing while he remained indifferent to their attention and took advantage of it only when he wanted to. Everything was different with Nicole, it was an entirely different thrill and much more potent.