Free Hunted (Dauntless MC Book 1) by Suzanne Steele

booth and, in no time, were surrounded by drinks and dancers with no limits on either. Talon groaned as he saw the redhead coming his way. Why in the fuck wouldn’t this chick back off? She just wasn’t getting the message.
    She straddled him and as soon as she gyrated her hips, a wave of disgust ran through him. Hell, this was a first. He couldn’t ever remember a time his cock didn’t respond to a topless woman grinding against him.
    He grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. “You just don’t fucking get it, do you? I. Don’t. Want. You.” He felt no remorse as he watched her walk away. The only way a chick like that was going to understand that he didn’t want to fuck her was to be straight up honest about it. He knew deep down inside that if he fucked around on Grace, he would lose her and he couldn’t take a chance on that. Though he wouldn’t admit it to anyone else, he already felt like she was out of his league and he damn sure wasn’t going to take a chance on losing her, especially over some bitch he didn’t even want.
    “Damn dude, that’s the first time I’ve ever seen you turn down pussy,” Scooter noted loudly.
    “Yeah, well… I got shit on my mind and it doesn’t include fucking anybody besides lawyer lady.”
    “I wish you would have told me that because I kinda like her. I’ve always had a weakness for redheads and, for some reason, it just goes right through me to see her getting pushed away by you. I think the girl deserves better than that.”
    “Nobody is making her do anything. She went that route of singling me out, thinking she could work her way up to being an old lady. She acts like all she cares about is status.”
    “Well, she isn’t any different than a lot of women. They all want to be old ladies,” Scooter replied, sticking up for her.
    “Well, make a move on her before someone else does, Scooter. I didn’t realize you liked the girl.”
    Scooter changed the subject so he didn’t risk looking too much like a pussy. He did have his reputation to consider. He couldn’t have his brothers thinking he was already pussy whipped when he hadn’t even fucked the girl yet. “You’re really concerned about this dude who broke out of jail, aren’t you?”
    “I’m not convinced he won’t come after Grace.”
    “Why, dude?”
    “She wouldn’t take his case because she knew he was guilty. The son of a bitch was trying to convince her he was innocent so she would take his case pro bono.”
    “Ha, ha, listen to you motherfucker, all educated and shit, talkin’ about pro bono.”
    “You know I grew up going to private school,” Talon answered. Very few people knew Talon had been adopted as a child. He had suffered ruthless bullying due to his American Indian heritage until the Dauntless MC boys had stepped in. Of course, back in the day, they were just a group of kids who had grown up together and dubbed their bicycle club Dauntless. As soon as they had been old enough, the bicycles had been traded in for Harleys. They had stayed true to the club, the club’s name, and each other through the years, and now they were one of the most feared motorcycle clubs in the nation.
    “Yeah, we saved you from getting your ass kicked. I’ll never forget that day we all rode over to the prep school on our bikes and set those little preppy shits straight.”
    “Yeah, I never got bullied again after that.”
    “Been bailing your ass out ever since,” Scooter chided.
    “Yeah, well I’ve done my share of kicking ass and taking names too. I’ve bailed you and the rest of the brothers out of more shit than I can remember. Not only that, but I’m the reason the club has a hot ass lawyer now and not some ugly ass, old, white man.”
    “Ha, ha, this is true. Nobody can swing an aluminum bat like you can, Talon.”
    “I’m gonna be swinging on that convict if he so much as calls my old lady on the phone.”
    “I hear that… and I’ll be right beside you if you do,”