Page 46 of Jezebel's Liberation

I shoot to my feet and march over to Kitty, who’s currently rubbing her hands all over Phantom’s chest.

“I can make you feel good, baby,” she purrs. “Let’s get o?—”

I yank her by the hair and force her head back to look at me. “Get your fucking hands offmyman before I remove them for you.”

Phantom smirks but doesn’t say anything.

Asshole.

“Fuck you, bitch,” she spits. “I can fu?—”

Wrong answer. I spin her around and let my fist fly. It connects with a crunch, and she falls to the ground, screaming.

“Help me,” she pleads. “She’s crazy.”

Everyone stares, but no one makes a move to help her. I’m the president’s twin, after all. I turn my attention to Sugar, who’s doing her best to tug Demon toward the prospect and club bunny wing. Demon wrenches his arm out of her grasp, but she’s still not taking the hint.

I narrow my gaze at her and stalk toward them.

“Oh, shit,” I hear Mel whisper yell behind me.

“This is going to get bloody,” Cece confirms.

“Unless you want to end up with a black eye and bloody lip, I suggest you flaunt that used pussy somewhere else.”

Sugar flips her hair over her shoulder, not sensing the danger coming for her. “You claimedhim,” she says, pointing at Phantom. “Go fuck your own man, and leave us alone.”

“Uh oh,” Delaney says. “Wrong thing to say.”

Demon shrugs her off again as lunge. I grab her around the neck and yank her head down while simultaneously jerking my knee up into her unsuspecting face. She howls in pain as I throw her to the floor.

Demon crosses his arms, a hint of amusement shining in his eyes, but he keeps his mouth shut.

Smart man.

I grab Sugar by the hair and pull her over to Kitty, who’s still uselessly pleading for help.

Leaning over both of them, I snarl, “I’m only going to say this once, so you better listen carefully.” I point at Demon and Phantom. “They aremine. Bothof them.Do not touch, look, or speak to either of them. Do I make myself clear?”

The bunnies glare at me before nodding their heads.

“Zach, Jacob,” I call. Both prospects step forward. “Get these bitches out of my face.”

The guys pick the women up off the floor and lead them out of the common room. Laughter erupts all around us as Sugar and Kitty continue to whine and cry as they’re carted down the hall.

I grab Phantom’s hand, tugging him with me until we reach Demon. Demon pulls me into his arms with Phantom at my back.

“Yours, huh?” Demon whispers.

“Got a problem with that?”

“Nope,” he says, popping the ‘p’.

“Me, neither,” Phantom adds.

I yank Demon’s head down and crush my mouth to his. I part my lips so our tongues can explore. I’m not sure how long we stay tangled like that, but when I feel Phantom’s cock digging into my ass, I break the kiss and flip around to repeat the process with him. Demon wraps his arms around my waist from behind and kisses just behind my ear

The three of us are panting when we finally break apart. When reality slams into me that we’re in the clubhouse and have an audience, my heart beats wildly against my ribs, threatening to burst from my body

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