Deacon (Iron Tzars MC #12) Read Online Marteeka Karland

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Tags Authors: Series: Iron Tzars MC Series by Marteeka Karland
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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
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When we were both spent, I collapsed on top of her, trying my damnedest to catch my breath before I had to look up at her and admit I’d taken her choice from her again. I wasn’t sorry. I braced myself for her anger.

“Apple, honey.”

“I think you’ve killed me,” she breathed out, then chuckled. “My God, that was spectacular.”

I grinned as I kissed the sensitive skin behind her ear. She shivered, holding me to her. Her pussy gave an interested squeeze. My cock responded by trying to harden again. “You were spectacular.”

“You know, I really shouldn’t start a new relationship with you when you’re still making decisions for me.” She stroked my hair as we lay there.

“Oh? What decision did I make for you, Applejack?” As if I didn’t know.

She snorted. “You came inside me. Don’t you think that’s something we should have discussed?”

“Yeah. But I’m not gonna apologize. I’ll never lie to you, and puttin’ my cum in this pussy is not something I’ll ever be sorry for.”

“I’d argue, but the more ties we have weaving us together the better. Besides, if you break up with me again and try to take another woman, I will be petty as shit and make both your lives a living hell. Worse, so will Lemon. And quite possibly Venus.”

“You’ve become good friends with Venus?”

“Good enough. I think she’s thinking about asking to join Grim Road. She and Lemon have formed some kind of bond. They help each other.”

“Good. Piston says he’s claimin’ her so that'll work out great for everyone.”

“I know. She’s putting him off. I thought when they came back from looking for the guy who’d sent men to kidnap Venus they’d have a stronger bond, but if anything she seems to be fighting harder.”

“And he’s still alive?”

Apple’s eyes widened. “Right? See, that’s what I thought too! Which means…” We both answered my question at the same time. “She wants him.”

We shared a laugh for a few minutes. I kissed her and petted her, praising her for the pleasure she’d given me. Then I pushed off the bed, taking her with me to the bathroom.

I kept my arm around her as I adjusted the water temperature in the shower. Then we both got in and I helped her wash. Then I took her from behind and washed her again.

By the time we tumbled into bed, she was drooping with exhaustion and more than a little endorphin drop. I held her against my chest, kissing her forehead just so I could feel her soft, smooth skin beneath my lips. Just before I drifted off, I heard my phone buzz again. I knew I needed to take the call, but I just couldn’t be bothered at the moment. Whatever it was, it would wait.

Chapter Twelve

Apple

Whoever was banging on my door was gonna die in the most painful way possible. I might not be able to do it myself, but I was pretty sure I could sweet talk Lemon or Venus into doing something horrific.

“What the fuck?” I sat up, covering myself with the sheet.

“Imma kill a motherfucker,” Deacon muttered before he kissed the top of my head and got out of bed. He didn’t bother to put on pants, just opened the bedroom door and stomped into the living room.

I hastily put on his T-shirt before following him, getting there just as he threw open the door. Naked as the day he was born.

“This better be fuckin’ good, Falcon.”

“Jesus, man!” Falcon took a couple steps back from Deacon, raising his hands in defense. He also turned his head away and shut his eyes tightly.

I came behind Deacon and wrapped my hand around his bicep. “You might want to put on some pants before you do anything unnatural to him there, babe.” I tried to joke, to defuse the situation but, honestly, I was about to laugh until I peed.

“He did this on purpose.” Deacon threw me an exasperated look over his shoulder. “Just to piss me off.”

“No, bro! I swear! Rocket said he needed you at the clubhouse. I think Crush has something for you on the guy named Calhoun.”

Deacon stilled, turning his head slightly as if making sure he’d heard Falcon correctly. “Martin Calhoun? Stepfather of Bear’s woman, Olivia?”

“Yeah. That’s the bastard.”

I sucked in a breath. This was part of the same group of people Deacon had left me to hunt before. Would he do it again? Would I survive if he did? Would Lemon let him survive?

“Tell Rocket we’ll be there in ten minutes.”

“Sorry, man. Apple can’t be in on club business. I don’t imagine things are any different at Iron Tzars.”

“They’re not. But Apple goes where I go. Don’t like it? Take it up with Lemon.”

Falcon stiffened. “Not on your fuckin’ life.” He backed off another step. “You take it up with Lemon.”


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