Lost Reapers MC- Claimed by the Bikers novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Seeing her again was like someone twisting my gut with nerves. The kind of nerves I used to get when I was a geeky kid and the girl

I liked smiled at me. That’s the kind of reaction Lottie always brought out in me.

Xander

She made me nervous and oh so horny!

I sent up a silent thanks to Irish because he had been right. She had come over just like he said she would. Sometimes it was like he

knew her.

Sometime when he said her name he got this far away look in his eyes that he quickly hid.

“I-” Lottie stuttered to a stop, drawing my attention back to her.

I couldn’t help but smile. Keeping my arms on either side of her, I leant forward. Invading her space is the best possible way.

My eyes glued themselves to her half parted lips.

God she was so exquisite. Especially when she looked like she was imagining being fucked. I could clearly picture her with parted lips, hooded eyes and her hair mussed up around her head after a good pounding.

The image was so overwhelming I had to fight the urge to grind myself against her.

Catching my look she scowled at me. “I came to ask you to turn it down. Its impossible to do anything with the music blaring like it is. I can’t hear myself think.”

“Then the answer is no.”

She did a double take. “What do you mean no.”

Cocking my head to the side I chuckled. “It’s a pretty easy word to understand. It means I won’t do that. What was so important that you needed quiet for anyway?”

“I- I was trying to relax. Maybe watch some television and-”

I cut her off with a booming laugh. “Then the answer is definitely no.” Her outraged face just made me laugh harder. “But you are welcome to stay here and watch tv with me. Or join the party. That first night you would have jumped at the chance to join in on

the fun,”

Again my eyes glued themselves to her lips. The way she nervously licked at them made my cock twitch.

“Don’t you need to go back to your guests?” She answered my question with one of her own.

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“You’re my guest as well. And honestly I would much rather spend the evening with you.”

She swallowed hard.

“You seemed pretty into the girl on your lap just now. What will she say if I decide to stay and take all of your attention from her?”

It might have been my imagination but she sounded jealous. Leaning closer, I brought my lips to hers. Leaving no more than an

inch between us. “She’s no one.”

“She was sat on your lap. That doesn’t seem like something someone would do if they meant nothing to you.”

I studied her for the space of ten whole seconds and then threw back my head and laughed. Closing my arms around her shoulders 1/ pulled her into me with a small bump.

“Are you jealous? It sounds like you are jealous.”

“I am not- I just don’t understand. Just how many relationships are you in?” She stiffened in my arms.

Soothingly I rubbed up and down her back. “None. The girl is just a club girl. She is there to-”

Her eyebrows slammed down. “I know what they are Xander.”

It was my turn to frown. Of course she did. I’d completely forgotten that she’d had some contact with motorcycle clubs before. I made a mental note to find out which one.

“And what about Irish? Is he here tonight?” She glanced around like she half expected him to appear out of thin air.

“Yes. This party was all his idea. He knew you would come around.”

She did a double take. “He did what?”

“He wanted us to have a chance to talk. You don’t need to worry about, Irish. He understands.”

“Well at least that makes one of us.” Lottie mumbled.

My face cracked a smile. “I know this is all confusing to you Lottie. But what do you have to lose? Spend the evening with me. Come

on-”

Loosening my grip on her I took her hand instead and tugged for forward.

“Where are we going?”

“Out there,” I pointed. “So I can prove to you once and for all that I’m a single man who is very very interested in you.”

I tugged her forward and headed back to the party. She followed behind, a little apprehensively but she didn’t put up a fight.

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Weaving my way through the crowd, I ignored the startled looks I got at the sight of her small hand in my hand. The men all looked curious.

The clubs girls looked a little put out.

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