Ugly Beast Read online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Dark, MC, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 81619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
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“You could kill her if Smokey asked you to?” Raven asked.

He smiled. “Without a second’s hesitation.” He winked at her. “You’re tough, Raven. One hell of a fighter, but you’re still weak, and you’re still just a woman.”

Closing the door, he took off out of the clubhouse, going for his bike. His nice, warm, cozy bed would have to wait.

Hunter was heading in with a new woman on his back. Ugly Beast waited. The new woman gave him a look, and he saw the revulsion in her eyes. There were times when he saw the looks women gave him, and still made them suck his cock, or fuck him. The point of a club-whore was she serviced the club.

The bitches needed to learn to keep their emotions in check.

“It doesn’t take you long to move on,” Ugly Beast said.

“Yeah, well, I like variety, and I don’t like club pussy that is dripping with other boys’ cum. What you doing?”

“Got to go head to the shack. A couple of girls are causing some trouble, and Smokey wants one of us to be there to keep them in check and do the scenes.”

Hunter laughed. “Don’t forget to take the dope they want. You dangle that shit in front of them, and they will do just about anything for a high.”

Ugly Beast disagreed. “I’ve found a bit of pain can help them make the decision. Have fun.”

“Where’s the wife?” Hunter asked.

“At home. Leave her alone.”

“You know Raven’s going to bring her around the club, right?”

“Until that happens, I’m not going to give a fuck.” He straddled his bike, turning over the ignition and stopping all conversation. He wasn’t interested in talking about his wife or Raven.

They were causing more trouble than they were worth, and he had other things to deal with.

Pulling out of the parking lot, he headed toward the shack, which was an hour’s drive from the clubhouse. He didn’t mind being on the open road. It was when he was forced to stay for weeks on end in the clubhouse that he started to go stir crazy.

He needed the open road, and to stay the fuck out of everyone’s way. Sticking around the clubhouse for too long, he was always tempted to kill someone. The open road provided him an outlet, helping him get rid of any steam that had built up inside him.

Right now, his wife was causing him a lot of fucking trouble.

He didn’t want Abriana.

She was there regardless of if he wanted her or not, but that didn’t stop Smokey from making his move. His president wanted to start a war with Garofalo over their territory, but he also wanted some of the Capos onboard, and to extend his power as well. Their rivals were neck-deep in with the cartels, and one day, there was going to be a war. Smokey wanted to secure their place, and to make sure the cartels couldn’t take them over.

The ride didn’t last him nearly as long as he wanted to clear his head.

Parking his bike, he climbed off, seeing several cars already in place. Entering the shack, he heard the moans the moment he entered. They had six blocks within the warehouse. The main center was where the cameras were set in place.

Bill, one of the cameramen, nodded at him, fist bumping as he passed. He glanced into the scene Bill was filming to see a man and woman fucking. The guy was pounding the girl’s pussy, and the camera was right up close to her.

Ugly Beast moved along each scene until he found the waiting couch. When he dropped down, Tiffany, one of the girls who liked to scene but also service the boys, was there. She sat beside him, her fingers running up and down his jacket.

“Would you like me to take care of your little problem, Ugly?” she asked.

“No. Go and do what you do best. When are the troublemakers due?”

“Three.”

“Okay. When they arrive, I want a word with them.”

“Will do, Ugly.”

He watched Tiffany go with a shake of his head. Up until he got married, women often avoided him. Now they were all fucking over him. Word had certainly spread, and right now, he couldn’t give two fucks about the kind of pussy that was on offer, especially with the one he had at home.

Running a hand down his face to try to clear the fog from his brain, it was no good. He really needed to get his shit together.

****

Abriana sat perfectly still as Raven applied her lipstick.

For the past hour, she had been forced to change into five different outfits before Raven settled on a black number that molded to her breasts and ass. Then she was forced to try to not scream as her hair was curled into ringlets. Raven didn’t take kindly to random squeals as the hot hair iron pressed to her head.


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