Lethal Read online Cassandra Robbins (The Disciples #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Bad Boy, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Disciples Series by Cassandra Robbins
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Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 113639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 568(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
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“I think… Eve, I think you will be perfect as his queen.” The corners of her mouth turn up into a small smile.

My eyes blink back what feel like tears as I digest her words and find myself truly smiling at her. For the first time ever, I have a woman in my life who looks at me with respect and something close to admiration and I like it.

“Did you know that both my boys are named after horror movies?” It’s completely off subject and yet absolutely perfect as we laugh at her stories and I bask in her glowing approval.

BLADE/JASON

I’m staring at this woman who has literally stolen my soul. She’s dripping wet as she comes out of our shower. Holding out the large white towel, I wrap her in it. Eve is almost seven months pregnant and I’m in awe. I mean that literally. I’m. In. Awe.

Her body is pink where the water has hit her creamy back. I can’t help but drop to my knees as I start to towel her dry, her laughter making my cock harden as I caress her stomach. Our baby instantly kicks my hand. Dark to light, that’s how my tan hand looks on her pale swollen belly.

Tossing the towel aside, I reach for her ass and pull her tightly to me, kissing her stomach as I lick the remaining drops off her. I had no idea I would feel this way. Every day I grow more in love with our baby and our life. She drops her head to the side as her beautiful eyes slant down at me. Her dark lashes look like fans.

“I love you, Jason,” she moans as I gently move her legs open. I don’t answer her and never have even though the words are burning to get out.

“Sit on the edge of the tub, Angel.” For a second her eyes reflect hurt as if she thought this would be the moment I tell her. But then it’s gone as she obeys and perches herself on the edge of the tub, legs open. Her pussy is pink and glossy already and I groan as I lower my head to feast.

You see, this is how I show her I love her. As I eat her and suck on her delicious clit, I breathe into my nose and stroke my hard, aching cock. It’s leaking, allowing me a nice lubricant as I feel Eve contract and come in my mouth.

I pull back to take in all her golden glory. She’s magnificent and I need to be inside her. She smiles and gracefully turns so that her beautifully arched back teases me. I rub my hand up and down its smoothness then grip her hips as I sink slowly, almost tortuously into her silken walls.

I hold in my groan until I’m so deep inside her I can’t not let it out. She’s dripping for me and I lower my chest to her back so that I can wrap my arms around her.

“Oh God… you’re deep.” Her voice catches as her strong arms tighten and her fingers turn white with the grip.

“Yeah, so good.” I pull back and thrust into her. In and out, our rhythm almost so in tune that my stomach muscles tighten. The pleasure zings straight to my tight balls and down to my toes as I grab her hips and hit her G-spot to send my Angel soaring.

“Yes… yes,” she moans into her arm, her long hair swinging with every deep thrust.

“Yeah baby. I can feel it.” I reach down and grab her hands as I go deep. My other hand seeks her clit, and in seconds, she’s screaming my name.

“Fuck.” I can’t stop it—the pleasure’s too intense. My body jerks as I empty my seed deep inside her. We stay together as our breathing slows and I gradually pull out.

“Hmm… I needed that,” she murmurs as she turns and wraps her arms around my neck.

I reach down and pick her up as I take her to our bed. It’s late. I’ve got a busy day tomorrow and I’m fucking tired. I set her down and go to turn off the light barely recognizing the transformation in my bedroom. Gone is the white wall. A deep burnt red wall is by our bed surrounded by pale yellow walls where black-and-white photos of my bikes hang. Long, gauzy curtains blow in the breeze. I walk over and shut the French doors. Climbing into bed, I reach for her again. She purrs and my heart thuds. Again the words she has been wanting, needing almost come out. But until I find her junkie piece of shit brother, I keep them locked inside me.

Getting shot wasn’t what bothered me. Almost losing Eve made me acknowledge the truth. I need her, I love her. She is my world and because of that I will do whatever it takes to keep her safe. Safe. I almost didn’t get there in time. That day haunts me. I’ve never had nightmares of any of the things I’ve done. But the thought of not getting there in time to save Eve will cause me to wake up reaching for her. I rub her arm and she snuggles closer to me. Two months and I will be a father. Along with decorating and shopping with Doug and Dolly, Eve has become extremely close to my mother. A better role model I can’t find. Most of the time we stay at our house, but sometimes we stay at the clubhouse and my beautiful golden queen makes me look good.


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