Bloody Royals (Bloody Black Skulls MC #1) Read Online T.O. Smith

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Bloody Black Skulls MC Series by T.O. Smith
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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
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I felt a little sick to my stomach listening to Travis confess this to me. I never realized he could be this sadistic. “I would spank her so hard, I would bruise her ass with just one hit. What was supposed to be just a little bit of fun between us turned into something dark and dangerous. I was arrested for abuse when she finally gained the nerve to run to the police. The contract was the only thing to save my ass from rotting in prison. I was borderline on the agreements we had set, almost stepping over the lines, but I hadn’t. I had made sure I couldn’t be held accountable for any pain, wounds, or bruises that I inflicted on her.”

I stared at him with wide eyes, my mouth hanging slightly open in shock. I couldn’t believe Travis—the guy who had been so caring towards me—could do that to someone. No wonder he had stopped being dominant in the bedroom. It was obvious now why he refused to try anything of the sort with me. I had a feeling if he were to hurt me like he had hurt her, he would never recover from it, especially since I carried his child.

I kissed him softly, desperately trying to calm him and reassure him. “Travis, you’re not that person anymore,” I said gently. “I know you have it in you to stop, to not hurt me. I trust you.”

He sat up and ran a hand through his hair. He shook his head. “Katie, I won’t do it again. I know I’ll get too caught up in it all. If I even accidentally hurt you, I would never forgive myself. You’re everything to me,” my heart warmed in my chest, “and I won’t risk hurting you. We can fuck as rough as you want, but today was the only day that I try dominating you.”

He stood up from the bed and began putting his jeans on. “Travis—” I murmured, trying to get him to stay. I hated that my stubbornness over the situation was driving him away.

“Katie, just stop,” he muttered, yanking his shirt over his head. “I’ll see you tonight, alright?”

He walked out of the room before I could say anything to try to stop him, shutting the door soundly behind him. Why did I have to ask him to try being dominant with me? I should have just listened to him the first time when he told me that he didn’t trust himself. I felt like I had already driven a wedge between us, and our relationship had just gotten started.

I donned on some clothes and walked downstairs. Luke was sitting at the kitchen table with Amy and a blonde girl I hadn’t ever seen before. She was gorgeous. She had platinum blonde hair, and her figure was tiny with subtle curves. She hadn’t noticed me yet, but she happened to look up as Travis walked past. He froze when his eyes met hers, and I automatically knew that this wasn’t a woman he particularly wanted to see.

His entire body was tense, a mix of nervousness and anger radiating off his frame.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” he growled. “I fucking open up about my past, and the fucking biggest reminder of it shows up. What are the goddamn chances?”

Her bright blue eyes danced with mischief as she smirked at him. She stood up, and I instantly hated her for her height. For such a small girl, she had curves in all of the right places, and she was damn tall for a woman. She was almost Travis’s height.

No wonder Travis had wanted her so badly. She seemed fucking perfect.

And when she flirtatiously smiled at him, the urge to punch her in her face for looking at Travis like that had my fingers twitching.

“Travis, darling,” she purred, “it’s been so long. I’ve missed you.”

Travis’s hand wrapped tightly around mine. I swung my head around to look at him. Worry instantly filled me as I took in his pale face. He looked like he either wanted to pass out or throw up – maybe both. I gave him a small, reassuring smile and squeezed his hand.

It really was fucking ironic that this bitch showed up after I got him to open up to me about his past. Right now though, he obviously needed me to be there for him during all of this, and I would be. I had to do this for him.

“Not long enough,” he ground out through clenched teeth, answering her. “I told you to stay the fuck away. I even moved so I wouldn’t have to see you anymore. What the fuck are you doing here?”

She sighed, running her perfectly manicured nails through her hair. Oh, how I wanted to break every single one of those perfect nails off of her fingers. “I told you – I missed you,” she said, her voice seductive. The urge to punch her ran through my veins again. “I miss all of the great times we had together. We were amazing together, Travis. You can’t deny it.”


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