Nova (Reckless Souls MC #9) Read Online KB Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Tags Authors: Series: Reckless Souls MC Series by KB Winters
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Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60234 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
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Ace leans forward, forcing me to lean back. “You’re here, alive and safe, because I allow it. Because I’m being fucking kind, and you think you’re going to come into my clubhouse and start shit?”

I open my mouth, another smart-ass response on the tip of my tongue, but the Prez ain’t playing.

“I’m talking,” he roars. “I don’t give a fuck about your reasons for bringing chaos to my MC. It stops right fucking now, you feel me?” I don’t say anything because this tirade doesn’t require an answer. “We have enough shit to deal with and don’t need your trashy brand of gangbanger bullshit around here.”

His words have me shrinking into myself, feeling ugly and stupid, and so much like the weak little girl who didn’t have the grit and killer instinct to give it right back to toxic assholes like him.

“Or what?” I shout in response because suddenly I’m not that weak little girl, not anymore. I learned a few things over the years, and it is always better to stand up for yourself.

“What are you gonna do, Ace? Kill me before you get what you need to save your precious fucking biker bitch?”

I look around the room, my gaze landing on Viper before I turn to another angry biker. “Go ahead. What the fuck do I care when you’re going to kill me anyway? Do. Your. Worst.”

The challenge is there in my words. I wait and lead with my chin for him to punch me or shoot me, anything.

The clubhouse falls silent. I’m fully aware of all the eyes on me, and I don’t care. Fuck Ace for calling me out like that when I was only trying to plan my escape.

“You know what? Fuck you. Fuck every last one of you stupid fucking bikers. All I wanted was a way out of here.”

I shoot a semi-apologetic look at Maven. She’s a nice chick and doesn’t deserve all that bullshit I loaded on her.

“But you were never gonna help me, were you?” I don’t give him a chance to respond. “Yeah, I didn’t think so. Fuck you, your MC, and Nova for making me believe for one fucking second that any of you are different. You’re all just Demon in a different jacket.”

With those words, I look around one last time and jet the fuck out of there, leaving the bikers behind once and for all.

I don’t need them. I don’t need Nova and his lying kisses or his lying eyes. I don’t need their fake protection.

All I need is myself.

And as soon as I pack my one measly fucking bag, I’m outta here. For good.

CHAPTER TWENTY

Nova

“Fuck me, Doc. God, you’re fucking dick is so big. Yeah, fuck me like that.” Maggie smiles at me, her tits in my face, bouncing on my cock. Taunting me.

“Shut up, Maggie. Just shut up.” I give her long, deep strokes to torture us both as sweat drips down our bodies. . I wrap my hand around her throat, and her eyes go wide with excitement or fear.

“Quiet,” I mumble.

Her hips grind on my cock like a wild animal. Her eyes widen as if telling me to give her more.

She wants more. I grip her throat tighter until her face is flushed and her breathing ragged.

I push deeper, my strokes growing faster. Her cunt squeezes me hard, choking my cock to the point of pain, but I still don’t let up. Maggie’s close, sweat dripping between her tits, but I can’t stop. “Get it, Maggie, come all over me.”

I grunt and grip her tighter, pounding into her so deep, and my balls tighten, and then I let go…and so does Maggie, disappearing into my fantasy world.

“Ahh, fuck,” I roar as my body tightens, and I grab a pizza-soaked napkin to catch my jizz, jerking my cock until every ounce of come leaves my body. I collapse on the sofa with a grunt.

Fuck.

Fuck. Me.

Does Maggie even realize how fucking rare it is for two people who just met to have explosive chemistry like we do, both in and out of bed?

She probably doesn’t even think anything about it. Just me and my fucked up head.

She’s still in survival mode. Fight-or-flight.

Hah! Welcome to my world.

A loud banging on my front door startles me, and I grab my gun on instinct, zipping up my jeans as I go to the door.

The peephole reveals no threat. I open the door to Dix, Ace, and Shades. “Hey, guys. What’s up?” I ask, still shaking from the orgasm. I really hope they don’t notice.

They all storm in, anger radiating off of them as they pile into my apartment. Dix turns first, his eyes blazing with fury. “What the fuck, man?”

“What the fuck, what?”

“You,” Dix growls, slamming the door. “You’re fucking a goddamn gangbanger. Not just any fucking gangbanger, but the one that nearly killed Banger? Let me ask you again. What? The? Fuck?”


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