Touched By The Devil Read online Joanna Blake (Devil’s Riders #7)

Categories Genre: Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Devil's Riders Series by Joanna Blake
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Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
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Especially since I was doing this for a brother out of the goodness of my heart.

A brother who needed to get laid. Badly.

Mac was being a pain in the ass because he was hard up. It was funny. Even though he never dabbled with the club girls, I’d never thought of Mac as hard up before. But once he met Suzanna… he was a mess. Pent-up energy. Cranky. A hell of a lot easier to get a rise out of.

Remember why you are here, Lucky. Mac is a lonely sonofabitch. Help him score with the lady.

Suzanna was not at all what I was expecting. She was gorgeous but not the shy little thing I’d always imagined Mac with. The effect she had on Mac was hilarious. I liked her already. I could tell she was real. I had a feeling Angel would love her. They were two nature girls, each of them prettier than a butterfly.

Meanwhile, Mac, the most serious of all the Devil’s Riders, was trying to look all-business, but the man was practically drooling over her like a dog with a juicy steak.

The energy between them was palpable. I could almost see the sparks flying. And she liked him too, though she didn’t look like she wanted to fuck him on the spot. Mac really is out of his element, I thought smugly. Meanwhile, I was settled blissfully into mine.

My Angel kept me happy and very busy in the sack. Still, I was never satisfied for long. Even now, I was getting riled up just thinking about her.

The way she’d looked early this morning, all soft and sweet from sleep. The light through the windows had made her seem even more angelic than usual. And of course, being the devil I was, I had to defile her.

My cock twitched at the memory of plunging in and out of that flawless woman. That charitable woman who had deigned to marry my crazy ass, probably because she knew I’d never give up if she didn’t. And somehow, with all my faults, she still seemed to love me.

Lately, I’d been trying to make another baby.

I kept sneaking up on her, pouncing before she could mention birth control. It had been almost a year since our sweet girl, Marie, was born. I had been patient. Well, not patient about sex. I’d been chomping at the bit for the doctor to give the all-clear. But I’d been pulling out or giving her time to use her diaphragm all year. I’d even offered to wear a rubber, which she turned down, thank God.

Now it was time. We had our two girls. It was time for another. I loved seeing my woman all round and fertile. It turned me on even more than usual to know I’d put a baby inside her.

The truth was, I wanted a dozen babies. I hoped they all looked like her, too. Not that I wasn’t an exceedingly handsome sonofabitch. I was.

But no one compared to my Angel.

“Okay, that’s good. Fill her in.”

I held the tree while Nick turned on the hose, splashing my boots.

“Watch it, cowboy.”

Nick just grinned and grabbed a shovel. Soon Drake, Nick, and Kyle were all throwing dirt at my jeans. It felt that way, anyway.

“Get a little in the fucking hole, why don’t you,” I grumbled. “I feel sorry for the ladies you fuck. You guys ever actually get it in?”

Drake gave me a look and jerked his head toward Mac and Suzanna.

“I know, I know. Her precious little ears didn’t hear a thing. I see that Mac is too nice to get dirty with the rest of us.”

“How’s he gonna get laid if he’s covered in mud?” Kyle asked with a grin.

“I don’t know. It could be fun,” Drake said with a smirk.

“Drake, you are a filthy son of a bitch, you know that?”

“I do.”

“That’s why I like you.”

I released the tree when the hole was filled and the guys topped it off with mulch. Then we moved on to the next one. It was a hell of a lot of work he was doing to get in with the lady gardener.

I really, really hoped that Mac got laid tonight. Lord knows, we had worked hard enough to get him in. I wanted him to be happy. But more than that, I wanted him to fucking relax.

A world with a happy, relaxed Mac would be a beautiful place, indeed.

“Come on, Suzanna. Don’t leave our guy hanging.”

The guys all nodded in agreement as we moved on to the next tree.

Chapter 15

Suzanna

“Wow, it looks amazing.”

“I think we could do two more on either side. It should cut the noise. Even more when they grow in.”

“I’m not familiar with this kind of tree. Do they grow fast?”

“These are supposed to. Especially in this climate.”

Mac stood beside me as his guys put in the last tree, moving the hose down the line. He was serious today. Focused on his task.


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