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the front door and took a deep breath to steady herself.
    She opened it to see Talon dressed in black and smelling divine. This would be so much easier if he wasn’t so damn good looking. His tight t-shirt pulled across his massive chest and even the patch laden leather vest he wore over it didn’t hide his size.
    He raised a sardonic brow and then proceeded to horrify her with the first statement out of his mouth. “Do you like what you see?” He stalked in her direction and kicked the door shut with his biker boot. “Because I think that’s a good thing, being that I own you and all. I mean… I’m sure you wouldn’t want to be with a man you find loathsome.”
    It dawned on her that this man had a pretty extensive vocabulary. He was really quite articulate for a criminal. “Nobody owns me.” She turned to walk away from him but he swung her around to pull her to him, saying nothing as he stared down at her.
    She palmed his chest and he pulled her closer to grind into her. Oh fuck, this would be so much easier if the heat surging through her core would stop.
    “I can’t date you.”
    “That’s funny, Grace. Real. Fucking. Funny. Bikers don’t date. We take what we want just like I’m taking you. I own your ass, sweetie.”
    “That is ludicrous. People don’t own people.”
    “The fuck they don’t. You’re property now, my fucking property. I’m Dauntless MC, baby, and I take that shit real serious as do the rest of my brothers. If you’re dating anyone, as you so eloquently worded it, you should probably quit seeing him. You don’t want to be responsible for someone’s death now, do you?” By now, he had leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Don’t worry, baby. We’ll consummate my ownership of you real soon.”
    “The spaghetti is burning. We need to eat before it’s too late.”
    “Liar,” he whispered but he let go of her arm anyway. She almost ran to the kitchen in her haste to put some distance between them. Again, all she could think was… It would be a hell of a lot easier if this guy didn’t look so damn good.

To Talon, watching her squirm was just pure fucking entertainment for him. He was certain that she had never dealt with a man as brash as he was. He followed her closely as she made her way to the stove. He pressed in behind her and moved her hair to the side so he could nibble up and down the sweet spot that ran from her ear down into her shoulder. Her body and her voice were trembling as she tried to gain control but it was futile. Control was something he would never let her have.
    “Mr. Talon, it’s imperative that I keep my relationship with you professional. You have to stop backing me into walls and…well, I don’t know… whatever it is you’re doing.”
    “Man, you smell so fucking good, girl. Mmm, and you look damn good in those tight ass jeans you’re wearing.” He resisted the urge to slide his fingers down into the top of her jeans and plunge his finger into her pussy. He’d wait until he had her in a situation where she couldn’t deny him. He’d be keeping an eye on her tonight; that was for damn sure. The boys in his club didn’t play and the only thing saving her ass from being at their mercy was the fact that Tiny had decreed she was Talon’s property. He knew how the president of the club thought and two things got her in the clubhouse doors: the fact that she helped him out, and the fact that he wants a lawyer who has a heart for the club. She showed that when she helped Talon. He jerked her around and forced her to look at him.
    “Don’t you dare leave my side tonight! I better not catch you huddled up in some corner talking to one of my brothers and God help you if you flirt with any of them.”
    “Mr. Talon”
    “Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Lawyer. Lady.”
    He forcefully pulled her mouth to his with a death grip on the back of her neck. She jumped in shock when she felt the piercing in his tongue. He had more piercings for her; that’s for