Page 6 of Bonded

“Are you threatening me? You can’t know him very well and if you think you can threaten everyone that goes near him, then you’re in for a busy night.”

“No, I’m not because you’re going to warn them all about what I said. The flirting, it stops right now, do you understand?”

“Hm,” Jacinta scoffs, “we’ll see. But I will say, if you’re worried about me, then I don’t know what you’re gonna do about her.” She points to a tall blonde woman at the bar. Surrounded by a large group of men in suits, she has her head back, laughing wildly, lapping up all their attention. “Don’t think you can just come in here and start threatening things. This isn’t your club, it’s hers. She’s in control and she and Digby, have alotof history. So good luck because she will tear you apart.”

Kat snarls as Luna claws at her insides, desperate to be unleashed from the confines of her body. “You think someone like her worries me? Well, then you don’t know me. Ryan is mine; I’m just making that clear.”

“Oh, I’ll tell her what you said. Now if you’re done, I have to get on.”

“You do that.” Kat takes a breath, berating herself for getting so stupidly worked up. She can’t believe she just did that. She never gets jealous, but something has upset her inside and she had no control over it.

“You okay?” Digby asks as he now stands beside her, his eyebrow cocked in concern. He steps closer and strokes his hand on her cheek then kisses her. “You got a problem there?”

“No, no, everything’s fine. I accidentally knocked the drinks over, I was just apologizing.” She kisses him back. Her eyes glance around the room and she notices Jacinta in the corner with the blonde woman, pointing Kat out. “Just go sit down and I’ll get the glasses. It’s fine, it’s all taken care of.” She strokes her hand slowly across his chest, feeling the firm tautness of his muscles under the crisp fabric of the black shirt.

He frowns, concerned, but re-joins the guys as Kat heads to the bar.

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The burly, muscular barman smiles, and his perfect white teeth dazzle, as Kat stares transfixed by his sapphire blue eyes. If there was ever an obvious alpha wolf, he is it. Even the deep growl in his voice gives him away. “Hey beautiful, so what can I get ya?”

“Oh, I just need some empty shot glasses, please.”

Locked in her gaze, he leans forward, his black tee-shirt stretched tightly across his over-pumped chest. “Empty? No, see I serve drinks, not empty glasses. So, what you havin’?”

“Just the glasses please, we have the liquor over there.”

He continues to smile, then picking up a tall cocktail glass he fills it with ice. Adding vodka and various liqueurs to a shaker, he prepares a drink and tops it off with a thin black straw. “How about I give you an orgasm?”

Kat coughs choking. “A what?”

“You don’t want one? I’ll bet you’ve never had one as good as mine.” He grins, pushing the creamy iced drink toward her. “A Hudson orgasm is a specialty. Enjoy.”

Kat can’t help but laugh as he gestures for her to try it. “Mmm… Oh, yeah!” she pants teasingly, “that’s so good. I think I’ll have another if you can manage it… Hudson?”

“Oh, I can do as many as you want. I told ya, they’re my specialty.” He laughs as the innuendo tosses back and forth between them.

“Orgasms are your specialty?”

“No, drinks are, but I’m pretty damn good at orgasms, too and if you ever need one then you come find me.” He winks as he leans forward over the bar and places a flower behind her ear.

Then he takes Kat by surprise as he tries to kiss her and she lurches back away from him. “You, are very presumptuous.”

“Well, what do you expect when a beautiful woman like you rocks up at my bar? I mean, I got nothin’ to lose by tryin’, right?”

“Except maybe your head, or maybe your dick?” She laughs.

“Oh, how’s that?”

“Well, if that guy over there sees you, then he’ll probably take your head clean off. Just so you know.”

“Do you mean, Digby?”

“Yeah,” she frowns, puzzled that he already knows his name.

“Nah, probably not. He won’t mind, we’ve shared before,” he grins, again the white of his teeth dazzling.

Kat pulls back as he tries again to thrust his tongue into her mouth. “Really, you don’t think he’ll mind? Well, I think he will, and to be honest… I mind.”

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