Rooster – Satan’s Fury MC – SG Read Online L. Wilder

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Drama, Erotic, MC, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
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“Ah, come on. You gotta give me more than that,” he pushed. “Are you gonna see her again?”

“Planning on it.”

“So, you’re into this chick.”

“You could say that.”

“That’s awesome, brother. Look forward to meetin’ her.”

“Ah, I don’t know about all that. Wouldn’t wanna scare her off with your ugly mug.” I gave him a brotherly slap on the shoulder as I said, “I’m outta here. Call if anything comes up.”

Without giving him a chance to respond, I turned and left the bar. When I stepped outside, I was immediately hit with a rush of cold air and groaned. I didn’t exactly mind the winters in Port Angeles. The snow and ice were pretty and all, but it sucked not being able to ride my bike. I got in my truck and started the engine, quickly kicking up the heat. I let it warm up a minute before pulling out of the gate and heading towards town.

When I pulled up at the site, I wasn’t surprised to find Guardrail’s truck parked at the club’s trailer. I had no doubt that he was in the office hammering away at the plans for next week’s projects. I pulled up and parked next to him, then headed inside. And just as I expected, he was sitting at his desk with a pile of papers splayed out before him.

“Hey, brother.” I closed the door and sat down in the empty seat in front of his desk. “How’s it going?”

“It’s going.” He leaned back in his chair with a huff. “Might actually get this shit done if we didn’t have so much other shit going on.”

“Guess that means you heard about Preacher and his kid.”

“Yeah, Cotton called and told me all about it. Shame about the kid and his girl, but I'm not sure being here is gonna make things any better for him. If anything, it’ll only make it worse.”

“I hope, for his sake, that isn’t the case.”

“Guess time will tell. At least, it will give us another set of hands. We could certainly use it, especially with all the runs we got coming up.”

“Sounds like we got more than we were expecting.”

“Yeah, you could say that.” Guardrail shook his head. “Cotton’s been going through all the shit Grant gave him, and it looks like the next couple of months are gonna be rough.”

“You’d think Bruton would’ve given us some kind of heads up.”

“I got no idea what the hell was going on with Bruton, but it wasn’t good.”

“Afraid of that... I hope Cotton hasn’t bitten off more than he can chew.”

“It’ll be a lot. No doubt about that, but it’s Cotton. Nothing he can’t handle.”

“Sure hope you’re right about that.”

“I am,” Guardrail answered confidently. “Cotton’s spent the better part of his life juggling men like this. It won’t be easy, but he’ll get the job done and he’ll get it done right.”

“He’s definitely a one-of-kind.”

“That he is.”

I motioned my hand toward the stack of papers on his desk as I asked, “So, how behind are we?”

“Yeah, a little, but we can manage it. We’re just gonna have to hit the ground running.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Before I got up to leave, I asked, “There anything you need me to do while I’m here?”

“Nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow.”

“Good deal. I’ll see you first thing.”

“Thanks, brother. Appreciate ya.”

I nodded, then headed back out to my truck. I hadn’t heard anything from Torch, so I decided to call it a day and started home. I was just a few miles from the house when my mind drifted to Maggie. It had been hours since I’d left her place and the memory of her touch still lingered on my skin. It left me with a dull ache that had me wishing I was back in her bed with her head on my chest and her legs draped over my own. I couldn’t deny it. My night with her was out of this world, and not just because of the incredible sex.

It was her.

It was the way she looked at me, her eyes filled with desire and a hint of mischief. It was the way she touched me, like she knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. Just thinking about it had me needing to adjust myself. Damn.

When I got to the house, I went inside and grabbed a beer from the fridge. As soon as I was settled in my recliner, I took out my phone and sent her a message.

Me:

How’s it going?

Maggie:

Pretty good.

The kids got home a few hours ago. We had dinner, and now, they’re holed up in their rooms.

Me:

And what about you?

Where do you hole up?

Maggie:

Usually in my room.

But tonight, I’m in the living room.

I have the fire going, and I’m watching a movie.

Me:

Sounds nice.

Wish I was there.

Maggie:

Me, too.

I could use a snuggle buddy tonight.


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