Animal Read online Ker Dukey (Royal Bastards MC #1)

Categories Genre: Biker, Dark, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Royal Bastards MC Series by Ker Dukey
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45228 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
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“Wait.” I pull away. “How does Heidi know you’re not interested?”

Licking his lips, his eyes on mine, he says, “Babe, she’d have to be blind not to see how fucking crazy I am about you. I want you. Only you. Anyone with two eyes can see that.” Grabbing me more aggressively, he pulls me back to his lips.

“She’s only going to have one eye if she keeps throwing herself at you,” I grumble between kisses. His chest rumbles with laughter against mine.

“Jealousy is not a pretty color, baby. But damn does it make my cock hard when you get all fired up.” He slips his hands up the shirt I stole from his room. His fingers fondle my breasts through my bra. His lips move down to mine, nudging them open with his tongue. I move my legs to straddle him at a better angle, getting lost in his taste. Our tongues duel, while the pad of his thumb gropes and explores. I push down, grinding on the bulge in his pants. “Fuck, Drew. You drive me crazy, girl.”

He drives me crazy too. My heart pounds. My skin ignites under the flames of his caress. I pivot my hips, getting a better angle and pushing down hard on him, breathing each other’s air. “Fuck,” we both say in unison.

“You’re going to make me nut in my pants,” he groans as I chase the feeling, my bundle of nerves rubbing on the button of his jeans through our clothing. “Oh shit, Alec,” I cry out, and he pins me to him, his lips devouring mine.

We pull apart when footfalls pound the pavement toward us. Alec moves me off him, straightening my top and standing in front of me “Who the fuck is that?” he calls out, bending down and pulling a gun from his boot. “You’re carrying?” I gasp as Mason’s ginger mop of hair glows under the moonlight. He bends at the waist to catch his breath, and Alec slips his gun away.

“Alec,” Mason pants. “You need to get back to the club. It’s your old man. He’s going crazy.”

“Why?”

“Your mom—shit. Alec, just come to the club.”

The quiet swallows us as we walk through the club doors. The atmosphere is dense, a dark weight lingering like a storm cloud.

“Ambulance is here,” Rage tells Jimmy, his cut no longer branded with “Prospect,” but a diamond-shaped 1% patch sitting proudly above his club name.

“She can’t be here, son,” Jimmy tells Alec, his tone cautious, soft.

“What the fuck is going on?” Alec asks, all eyes on him.

“Go to Alec’s room, sweetheart. Wait there for him.” I’m hesitant, but Alec nods for me to go. I move a few steps before Jackie comes running out. “Ambulance and police at the gate,” she tells Jimmy, her voice shaking. “Jameson, you get shit sorted?”

“Everything’s clean,” the brother tells Jimmy.

“Open the gates.”

“Why is there an ambulance? Where is my old man?” Alec asks, getting agitated. His eyes dart toward the hall leading to his dad’s office.

“Alec, wait!” Jimmy barks as Alec dashes off, running toward the door.

“Fucking grab him, you dumb fucks,” Jimmy bellows as everyone jumps at once. My stomach turns, acid burning up my throat. Something terrible has happened. I can feel it in the air. It’s toxic with death, despair…

“Arghhh!” a growl mixed with a heavy, loud rumble comes from the office.

“Fuck,” Jimmy hollers, pushing his hand through his hair. The door opens, and police and medics flood in. My legs almost buckle beneath me. What the hell is happening, and where is my dad? Is he back there?

I back against a wall so I don’t fall down. Police carry out Alec’s dad, kicking and roaring. “It’s just until you calm down, Mr. Walker,” they assure him.

Minutes feel like hours as my stomach eats away at itself. I move around the room, sticking to the outskirts, staying unnoticed in all the commotion.

I reach the door of Alec’s dad’s office when Jameson places his hand on my shoulder. “You don’t want to do that, kid. It’s not good.”

He has a beautiful face and warming aura, unusual for a brother of the Royal Bastards. “I’m not a kid, and if it’s not good, Alec is going to need me. I’m going in there one way or another.”

“One way or another?” He frowns

“Around you or through you.” I shrug.

Holding his hands up, he raises a brow. “Don’t lose that spark, kid.”

Pushing open the door, my heart stops. Alec stands looming above the paramedics doing CPR on his mother. Blood coats his shirt and jeans. His hair is sticking up in all directions. “Don’t stop! Do it again!” he roars down at them. They keep looking at each other, shaking their heads no. “Again! Again!” he orders.

I move toward him. As if he senses me, he turns, his eyes made of glass, his heart crumbling like paper. “Drew…” he calls out in a broken voice, making my soul ache. I run to him and wrap him in my arms, letting all his sorrow bleed through his tears into me…


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