Monster (Royal Bastards MC – Belfast Northern Ireland #1) Read Online Dani Rene

Categories Genre: Biker, Dark, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Royal Bastards MC - Belfast Northern Ireland Series by Dani Rene
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Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
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Rebel walks into the room and flicks on the telly where the breaking news has just hit.

“Today, in a shocking discovery, Scotland Yard and MI5 have confirmed the arrest of Sinéad Bragan. She’s been taken into custody where she will stand trial for a myriad of murders and her connection with the Irish mob. For ten years, they’ve been searching for her, but a breakthrough came when a source tipped off the peelers as to her whereabouts. She’d changed her appearance and was living in hiding, where she told law enforcement she feared for her life. It turns out, she had tried pinning her crimes on her husband, notorious criminal, Patrick Bragan. If you know the whereabouts of this man, please contact local authorities immediately.”

“Now we know why he needed to get out of here so quickly,” Monster says as Sully returns.

“Aye, when I questioned Sinéad, she said somethin’ about another heir,” Monster says. “It didn’t make sense until now. Callia is the daughter Patrick didn’t know about.”

“But who the fuck is her mother?” Rebel bites out in frustration. “She lived in a foster home most of her young life. When I found her, she was a runaway,” he says.

I’m shocked that she never mentioned this to me. There were times I could see fear in her eyes when she spoke of her past, but she didn’t tell me she was in foster care, she merely said her folks weren’t the nicest people.

“Aye,” Monster agrees. “A runaway who needed a place to hide. But what if she weren’t hidin’ from her foster folks? What if she was hidin’ from Patrick all these years?”

Realisation dawns on me then. All this time I was befriending my half-sister, and I didn’t know it. It’s my fault she’s gone. “And I brought him back here.”

“Nothin’ is on you,” Monster says as he pulls me into his arms. “Get Tye on the computer. Let’s find these bastards.” He leaves the room with me in tow after giving the order. In his bedroom, he sits me down on the bed and drops to a crouch in front of me. “This isn’t on you. Do you understand me?”

I nod, but I can’t find the words. “I should go.” I look up and stare at him. “I can’t stay here when I brought the devil to your home.”

“You belong here,” he tells me firmly. “You’re not leaving. We will find her. But you’re mine. If ye haven’t realised that yet, I’ll make sure ye know just how much you’re wanted here.”

“But—”

My argument is cut short when Monster lifts me over his shoulder and make his way to the bathroom. He sets me down on the counter and turns on the shower. I watch him undress, still in awe at how beautiful he is.

“What are you doing?” I whisper when he starts taking off my shoes.

He doesn’t respond, he merely helps me out of my clothes. He’s gentle, affectionate, placing kisses on my neck, shoulder, and then captures a nipple in his mouth.

When he finally has me completely naked, he leads me under the spray. “I’m makin’ sure you’re relaxed. There’s a lot goin’ on, but you must know that this is yer family now.”

He drops to his knees before me and lifts my leg over his shoulder. I claw at the tiles when his tongue laps at my entrance. The water may be drenching us, but my arousal coats his tongue, causing him to groan as he looks up at me. A strong, alpha male who’s devouring me as if I were his last meal.

The tightness in my shoulders eases somewhat, and I close my eyes to lose myself in the sensations. It’s been a fucking horrible day, and yet Cathal makes sure I come with his fingers inside me and his tongue teasing my clit. Slowly, he rises again and looks down at me before gripping my arse and lifting me against him.

We fit.

We always fit.

His cock is hard and throbbing as he enters me.

“So fucking good,” Cathal murmurs as he thrusts.

He’s fully seated inside me. His body fitting against mine, inside mine, perfectly. My hands tangle around his neck as my head drops back and my lashes flutter.

“Tell me you’re mine,” he orders in a deep growl. “Tell me, wee fox,” he whispers along my lips.

I lift my head to meet his stare. My focus on those dark eyes that always hold me hostage, forcing me to feel things I never thought I would want to for a man like him. But when I respond, it’s brutally honest.

“I’m yours. I’ve always been yours.”

His body moves with mine. his hips slant up, causing his cock to hit just the perfect spot, which has my toes curling in bliss.

It’s fast, passionate. We’re both needy, both broken and desperate to be healed by our connection. I want nothing more than to lose myself to him, and I let go. I forget the pain of the past few hours, and I allow Monster to shatter me open and fill my cracks with parts of him.


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