Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition Elizabeth Knox (cheapest way to read ebooks .txt) 📖

“Eden. Nice to meet you Jonny.”

The locked stare she has me in is fucking unnerving and for that to happen takes a lot with me. I am a hard nut to crack, that is how I am successful in all my jobs.

The smile she gives me is like a sucker punch and I have to clear my throat before I can speak. How the fuck can this chick affect me so much and so damned quick.

Before I can speak, a ruckus breaks out behind me. All I see is a blur of color as Eden vaults over the bar and charges toward the group of men.

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I am hot on Eden’s heels, pulling the men apart and throwing a punch or five when they get thrown my way. Eden handles four men on her own, she knows her way around some pretty awesome moves.

One guy is under my boot, as it pushes down on his throat while I have another in a chokehold waiting for the drunk idiot to stop lashing around.

“Just stop,” I grind out at him and he stills for a split second before he starts again. Growing tired of this shit, I pull him up and land a perfect punch, knocking the prick out.

I look up and see Eden trying to drag a guy across the floor to the main door. Removing my boot from the fucker on the floor, I look down at him and point to the door.

“Out.” My voice is a tone that shows him I am not one to be fucked with. He nods quickly and runs through the door almost knocking Eden off her feet. I rush forward, gripping her around the waist and holding her to me.

“Thanks,” she states firmly before going back to drag the guy out. Giving her a helping hand, I take a hold of a foot of each of the two other fucks on the floor and drag them out.

People move out of the way, one even holds the door open for us. I give a chin lift and thanks and drop the men on the gravel ground that surrounds the Round Hound bar. One is clocked out cold and I have to smile that this woman can render a guy twice her size unconscious.

They are both bloody and bruised, one moans and rolls over, but I kick him in the foot, and he spins to look at me. His eyes widen as he looks between Eden and me. He tries to snarl but his busted lip makes him hiss in pain, that in turn makes me smile and my pride for this woman comes forth.

“You will regret this, bitch. Do you know who you are messing with?”

“I won’t regret shit. Everyone knows the Round Hound is neutral territory and that applies to everyone, including you and your club. No one gets special treatment here.”

He laughs an evil sound and points at me.

“I bet this fucker gets your special treatment. You and your man here, will never know what hit you when the time comes.”

“What fucker? You don’t make threats because I can promise you now,” I lean right in his face and he flinches back, “you won’t get within a mile of her, before I have you buried in so many states your club will never find you.”

“Get out of here,” Eden growls and fuck me, my cock perks up and takes notice. He likes how she sounds.

Will she growl when I am fucking her, making her pant and moan my name?

I adjust my dick in my jeans, and I know that Eden sees me, because a cute smirk graces her lips making me smile. Our gazes meet and I throw her a wink making her giggle.

I spread my legs and fold my arms across my chest and look down at the men on the ground. Their cuts state they are all from the same club and I watch as they help their brothers up and leave on their bikes.

“How is that for a welcome to the Round Hound?” Eden laughs from my side.

I look down at her and smile, something I am not used to. There has been no real reason for me to smile in years. Now I smile when I can see, smell, and feel the blood and the life drain from some cocksucker who deserves to feel the end of his life.

“Where did you learn to fight like that?” I ask her as I pull the door open for her, so we can go back inside of the bar.

I really fucking hope my food is ready, my stomach is starting to eat itself and after that little scuffle I am even more hungry but not only for food. My gaze drops to her ass that is tightly enclosed in her tight blue jeans. Her ass is round as a bubble and I bet feels smooth as fuck to touch.

Her hips flare below her narrowed waist but not too narrow, this chick has something for me to hold onto while I give her a good, hard fucking. Again my horny cock twitches behind the denim, begging to be let free to have a feel of this woman.

Seeing the way she handled the men fighting in her bar, I have a pretty good feeling she will be able to handle me in bed. I like to fuck, and I like to fuck hard, something that I haven’t had since Jenn. Most women complain about my size, saying that I hurt them after I fucked them too hard, or they can’t seem to keep up with me.

I like a woman that can give as much as she takes and I think Eden is perfect for that, well she is to me anyway.

“I grew up in this bar, my dad owned it before he passed four years ago. He was Navy, so I was taught self-defense and some martial arts.” Her voice breaks my dirty thoughts of her.

“Nice. He did good. I’m sorry about your dad,”