Page 71 of Dirty Salvation

Rider had to lock himself down or he'd lose his shit because absolutely no one got to set their eyes on her like that ever again.

He was gonnalosehis fucking shit.

His spine rigid, wanting to pull Zara back when she moved finally, walking deeper into the heart of the barn, she didn't have eyes for anyone else except the three prisoners.

One fucking minute.That's all. He warned to himself.

"I bet you're surprised to see me here, huh?" It was T-bone she approached first. Did she know he was the most sinister out of the three? She would know first-hand he was.

He could admire her confronting the worst of the shit first.

Rider's jaw ached from the grind he had going on with his teeth. Sure, she knew, she knew all those fuckheads dirty secrets, had lived at the mercy of their hands for far too long. A minute would have been too long. Fuck. He wanted to storm forward and kill them in the vilest way.

Not yet.Not yet.

Give her this.

"Don't give a fuck who you boning, slut. You gots a hungry pussy, it'll take anythin' evenSoulsrank dick." Rider didn't even see Zara flinch like she was used to that sort of slur thrown at her. If anything, the attack had kicked her steel into the orbit.

She circled around the men.

"You always were an illiterate needle dick. Who did you say your daddy was, your mama's brother or was it uncle? I get all your incest heritage mixed up." Snickers from behind, Rider saw Grinder cover his mouth. “And you still stink like a swamp.”

Thirty seconds.His fists clenched, rubbed against his pants leg, his neck rolling from side to side, anxious to pull her away. He could wait thirty more seconds. He was too far into his own murderous thoughts that he barely caught Zara's voice in his direction. He rose a brow for her to repeat.

"Can you lower these chains a minute, please? And put these gentlemen on the floor."

Huh.All three of his brothers gawked their eyeballs at him for her crazy as fuck request. The hell, wasn't as though they were escaping any time soon. With his eyes all over his girl, he nodded to Lawless who stepped forward and did the deed, using the crank to lower the chains until all three were stood on their feet. Not so gently Lawless booted their legs out from under them one at a time from behind.

They landed like concrete.

"Thank you, Lawless," she said so sweetly like they were all at a party, for Christ sake. What was his girl going with this? she was meant to tell them to fuck off, spit in their face and that was it.

Oh,fuck--------------- she'd stomped her foot so suddenly on T-bone's dick, a direct hit between the guy's legs grinding with her stubbed heel, his cry was so loud that Grinder rushed forward, Rider shook his head at him.

"No. Leave her. Ten seconds, Zara." his voice was a warning.

She wasn't hearing him, too busy kicking the fuck out of each one, in turn, only going for the crotches, over and over and over.

Oh, fuck. Rider began to smile.

Lawless was laughing his ass off.

Hawk just glared watching.

"You, rancid piece of shit, is this how you like it?"STOMP!"Am I turning you on, you stinking dickwad?! do you like this? This is for all the vile shit, for every time you put hands on me, you, filthy horse-fucker, I hope you die so fucking slowly, I hope the devil ass rapes you until your fucking lungs fall out!"STOMP!

Each kick delivered the cries grew louder, only two of the men begged for her to stop. His girl must have broken their dick and balls ten times over by now, still, she didn't stop.

She was sweating, red in the face, fury in her voice.

Rider thought she looked possessed and fuckingbeautiful.

Finally, he understood why she'd needed to do this.

Take your power back, baby. His fucking girl.Fuck. Rider might be in awe of her inner strength. She had a gorgeous monster inside of her.

"Zara." Just her name and she looked at him, her breath heavy making her tits heave beneath the hoodie shirt, she was visibly shaking. "That's enough now. Go back to the club."

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