Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Just at that moment, our little cockblocker starts barking, ruining the moment. “Fucking Coco,” I growl in frustration.
Aria laughs and leans over the side of the bed to peek at her dog. “Coco might be jealous. He usually sleeps with me.”
“Deal with it, Coco,” I growl and close my eyes because I’m talking to a fucking dog.
Coco growls in response, and seconds later, I hear the telltale sound of him pissing on the floor. Again.
“Asshole,” I growl, and Aria laughs again, her pussy vibrating on the underside of my cock. I clench my jaw in frustration because I know morning sex has to wait.
“You little fucker,” she laughs, shaking her head as she turns to me with a shocked smile. “He pissed on my little black dress.”
“That should make clean up easy,” I tell her as she slips off the bed and onto her knees.
“I looked hot in this dress,” she whines as she cleans up the dog piss with her dress.
“You look hotter out of it.” I wink, and she looks away with a sexy smile and tosses the dress in the trash.
“I’ll never wear that again.” She snarks and stops at the side of the bed. “How do you want me, Biker Boy?”
“Creamin’ all over my cock, Princess,” I tell her and stroke my dick.
She kneels on the bed, and then she straddles me. “Save a motorcycle, ride a biker?”
I roll my eyes at her. “Stop with the dad jokes, okay?”
Aria giggles, and it sounds so pure. I grip my cock with one hand and her hip with the other. “Ride my cock, Aria.”
She slides down the length of me, her eyes fluttering closed as I fill her completely. “Oh, fuck, Lucky,” she moans as she sinks all the way down. “That feels fucking incredible.”
She puts her hands on my chest, and her hips start to swirl and grind on my cock.
“Better than fucking incredible,” I growl, watching the slow swing of her tits as she learns what pleases her and what pleases me.
“Oh!” She gasps when I tease her, and her pussy clamps around me. “Wow.”
With her knees on the bed, she finds the perfect rhythm, and too soon, we’re both fucking like wild animals, our bodies slick as we finally come together. “Mine,” I growl possessively.
“Mine,” she snaps back. And I wonder if she really means it. Being with me is not easy. There are a lot of people trying to take me out.
After a long, hot as fuck shower, I kiss her long and slow. “I have to slip out for a while, Aria. Church.”
She frowns. “Church? At this hour?”
I laugh. “It’s what we call our meetings because they are sacred. And secret. It’s mandatory. We vote tonight, and there’s no way I’m missing it. Ace told me I had to be there. Even though I’m not an officer. Yet.”
Her frown fades, and she nods. “Officer?”
“Yeah, I’ll explain later, but for now, I gotta bolt.”
“Oh. Okay. I’ll see you later?”
I give her a nod, assuring her, “But I’ll be back. Go out front and hang out with the women if you want, and I’ll find you when we’re done. Okay?”
She wants to argue, but she doesn’t. “Okay, Lucky. See you soon.” Her mouth finds mine again, and she lays a kiss on me that I’m sure will make me late if I don’t pull myself away from her. Now.
“Temptress,” I growl.
She giggles. “Only with you.”
My heart hammers in my chest, and I slowly step back until I’m at the door. “That’s what I like to hear,” I tell her and leave before it becomes impossible.
Time to focus on MC business.
I grab a coffee and head to Church because it’s late, and being with Aria is unlike anything I’ve ever done. I’m exhausted and hyped for what’s about to happen tonight.
When I walk into the room, half of my brothers are already there, some of them sipping coffee while others are nursing beers and whiskey.
“Hey,” I say to my brothers.
Preacher looks up from his coffee and smiles at me. “Wasn’t sure if you were going to make it, brother.”
“Always,” I assure him with a smile. “I’m fucking tired, but I’m ready to deal with this LTC shit. Is there any question about how this vote is gonna go?”
Preacher’s gaze slides around the room to Nova and Coop, deep in conversation, and then to Shades and Banger. Dix and Ace haven’t arrived yet, and Preacher sighs heavily.
“Probably not, but maybe one question.”
I know he means Dix, and I can’t really blame his hesitation, but it’s fucking bullshit considering what the MC has been through.
“Are you having doubts?”
“Always.” Preacher smiles. “But not about this. It’s necessary for our survival, for our peace as a group.”
I toss my head back and laugh. “Spiritual motherfucker.”
Preacher laughs again. “I have faith this is the plan.”