Free Captivate Me by Ryan Michele Page B

fucking woman.
    “Son of a motherfucking bitch,” I growl, marching toward her.
    Her eyes light up when she sees me, but then the spark dies when she obviously figures out I’m pissed as shit.
    She rises, coming toward me. “Buzz?”
    I move past her and get in my brothers’ faces.
    “See this woman?” I motion to Bella, and they nod. “Off fucking limits.”
    I feel Bella jump beside me.
    Both men put their hands up. “Didn’t know she was yours.”
    “I told you I was staying with Buzz,” Bella says, pissing me off more.
    “You told them you were with me?”
    She hesitates. “I said that, while I’m here, I’m staying with you.”
    I look at the guys. “She tells you she’s my woman and you hit on her?”
    “Just thought she was fucking you, brother. Didn’t know it was something more,” Singer says.
    Bella’s breath hitches, but I ignore her.
    “Spread this shit. Bella is off limits to everyone,” I growl before turning to Bella.
    I grab her arm and haul her toward the door to the clubhouse. My temper flairs, and I take some calming breaths to get it under control. By the time we march through the main room, down the stairs, and into her bedroom, the calmness begins to set in.
    Bella tugs on her arm, wrenching it hard, and I let go. “That hurt!” she screams at me.
    I close my eyes. That is the last thing I want to do. I never want to hurt her, dammit.
    “I’m sorry about that.” I point at her arm. “Didn’t mean to hurt you.”
    “Can you tell me what the hell that was back there? I was just talking to those guys.” She crosses her arms over chest, pushing her tits up into the V of her shirt. My cock jumps to attention.
    “They were ready to fuck you,” I say, shutting the door to the bedroom.
    “Well, nice for them. That doesn’t mean I would have let them. Since I met you, I’ve only been with you and once with Breaker.”
    The tension in the air thickens like a cloud. For the briefest of moments, her face flashes hurt, but she quickly masks it. I don’t like it one fucking bit.
    “That’s good. Then I don’t have to kill them.”
    Her eyes widen in surprise. “Why would you say that?”
    I’m not playing this back and forth game anymore. We’ve been doing it for months, and I’m over it.
    I step closer to her and wrap her in my arms. “Because if any motherfucker touches you, Bella, I’ll fucking gut him.”
    “But Breaker …”
    I shake my head, silencing her. “That was once. Never again. All mine. No other cock will be anywhere near you ever again.”
    I give her no time to process the words before I capture her lips and press her soft body against mine. I grip her neck firmly, not allowing her to move as she kisses me back, trying to keep up. Then I push her away, not hard, but she stumbles a bit before gaining her balance.
    “Strip,” I order, and her pupils dilate as she licks her plump-from-my-kisses bottom lip.
    Something sparks in her eyes, and my first thought is, is she going to comply, or is she going to fight back ?
    The more I watch, the more I see it: the moment when she allows her body to surrender.
    She tosses her clothes to the floor, giving me a fantastic view of all her curves. Bella is all woman; no skin and bones here. I have something to hold on to and keep me warm, and I love every damn inch. Her damn ass is to die for: round, pert, and fucking perfect.
    She stands in front of me, unmoving, waiting. I love that, too.
    “On the bed, face down, arms up, legs apart.”
    The hitch of her breath tells me she heard me, but she doesn’t move.
    I raise my brow in challenge.
    It takes her a moment when it normally wouldn’t, and I see a bit of fear there, but she finally complies, getting into position. Then I move to the top drawer of the dresser where I stashed some toys for us to play with. I grab the cotton rope and move to her hands.
    A slight tremor goes through her, but it’s not a turned on one. No, it’s fear, and that tears at my