Nyx: A Dark & Dirty MC Romance (Satan’s Sinners MC Book 1)

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by Serena Akeroyd


  Link cheered at the sight of Giulia and Nyx together, which triggered a wave of cheers because, to be frank, no one knew how to respond to most of the shit Nyx did. It didn’t surprise me that Link was the one who’d guided him in the right direction. I knew it would either have been him or Steel.

  Digging my elbows into my knees as I sank back into the sofa that everyone knew not to fuck on because it was mine, I tipped my chin so I couldn’t see them. They’d wander over here eventually, after Nyx had shown off his tat, and for the moment, I needed to think.

  I’d already sent off JoJo and Tink, and I knew, in a little bit, Jingles would be on her way to see if I was okay.

  The clubwhores weren’t all bitches. Not like Giulia evidently believed, but we had a lot, and they did need corralling. I had neither the time nor the desire to do that, but I figured my ‘honeymoon’ present to Giulia would be the gift of kicking them into line. And fuck, she’d need something to occupy her while this investigation was underway.

  A part of me didn’t doubt she’d be exonerated. But another part was on edge. The Lancasters were new around here, but they were rich enough to have some clout with the police department, which told me they’d funded their new fucking gun range or some shit like that. The new detectives that were in charge of the case had a slant for everything that had gone down, and they were gearing up to accuse Giulia of all kinds of shit—I had a feeling in my fucking bones they were going to say she hit him up, and then attacked him with intent to steal his gear. It didn’t help that his iPhone hadn’t been found—wouldn’t be, not when it was hooked up to our computers as Mav used it in our hunt for more of Lancaster’s victims—but what was on her side was that his wallet had been untouched and he’d had just over six hundred dollars in there. Dipshit.

  What the police were tossing around was the level of bruising and injuries in Lancaster’s corpse, and the hit itself? Yeah. I understood their skepticism because Giulia, whether she’d handled a knife before or not, would never have made an attack like that.

  Which meant she was telling lies about how Lancaster’s death had gone down.

  Which put holes in her story.

  I wasn’t sure who she was protecting, or why, but the sneaky cameras we’d had installed in the bar itself were no fucking use. I’d had Mav scan them, and he’d pulled up nothing but blank tape for the minutes of the attack. Any brother had access to the camera equipment, anyone could have switched them off, but the question was why?

  Why switch off equipment that the police didn’t know existed?

  It showed a level of premeditation that I didn’t understand.

  There was no hiding from the fact that Giulia had been raped. The state of her? The bruising? The sexual assault? It was all real. And her fear of the bar was such that I knew we’d lost our bar manager for a good long while. So, that was real.

  But what was the lie?

  Who’d helped her, and why hadn’t they told me?

  “Prez?”

  Nyx sounded a little nervous, a lot exhilarated. Enough that I had no choice but to stare him in the eye and grin at him. I bounced onto my feet and hauled him into a hug that showed how tight we were as friends. More than just brothers in an MC, brothers IRL. As I squeezed him, I muttered, “Glad you fucking listened for once.”

  His laugh in my ear was something I’d never forget, because I’d heard it so rarely in my life. Nyx? Happy? My mom would be probably doing the tango in her grave.

  “I always listen when you make smart suggestions.”

  Giulia eyed us both, then, unsurprisingly—because the attack had shaken her but not zipped up her mouth—demanded, “What did you suggest, Rex?”

  “That I don’t fuck this up.” Nyx hauled her into his side once more. When his hand went to a high part on her waist and she flinched? I knew that was where her brand was. Just underneath her tit.

  Nyx was predictable as fuck sometimes.

  I smiled, genuine in my happiness for my brother, as he pressed his mouth to hers, and I took a seat, knowing they’d be sitting with me for a while. When they huddled together on the sofa opposite, their hands clinging, their bodies touching, the yearning between them real, I knew I wanted what they had. Knew I was ready to feel something more than just the drudgery of life.

  And even if she didn’t realize it, regardless of the lies she was telling, I’d protect Giulia and the brother she was protecting—had to be one of the twins, didn’t it?—just to preserve this. A smiling Nyx.

  A lighter Nyx.

  A happy Nyx.

  So long as he looked as though his demons were at rest, she’d have my back.

  No matter the consequences.

  Epilogue

  Nyx

  When I felt her slick heat against my cock, I let my eyes drift open lazily. Her movements were unhurried, relaxed, and that was how I felt.

  Sure, there was an urgency stirring inside me, sure, I wanted to come, but more than that, I liked that this was the first time she’d taken the initiative.

  Adored that she wanted me enough just to lazily ride me like this.

  Loved, even more, that she was getting over what that bastard had done to her, and was starting to own her body once more.

  “Morning, baby,” she rasped, her voice still husky from sleep.

  “Morning, sweetheart,” I greeted her back, letting my hands come up to cup her hips, not to steer or to stop her, just to hold on to her.

  With each rock of her hips, she was coating my cock in her slick cream, and each time, her clit came into contact with the piercings on the tip. And every time she bit her lip that little bit harder, I knew the feeling was electric, and I knew, just as much, that the laziness would disappear and be replaced with the fire that always consumed us.

  The inferno that would devour us until our last breath left our lungs, and we were nothing more than the ash our passion had forged.

  I sighed with relief when she grabbed my dick after a good few minutes of this delicious torment, and sighed again when she pressed the tip to her entrance.

  This part was always agonizing, and it was particularly excruciating with her, because she was so fucking tight.

  In all the time we’d been together, she’d never ridden me, never managed it, and I wasn’t sure she’d be able to today either.

  Her tits shook as she tried to get me inside her, and I reached up, cupping the underside of one that showed her brand.

  She had “Property of Nyx” tattooed in cursive under there, but it was the devil’s head that I truly appreciated. It was a match to the one I had on my back, only instead of the blood and the gore that I had on mine, hers was decorated in Indiana’s signature mandalas.

  It was quirky rather than gruesome, but that was more of a brand than anything else.

  My touch inspired her to rub my own mark. Brothers didn’t usually get branded, but I was one and done, and I wanted her to know that.

  I had a past, and it was dirty and grimy. I’d fucked more women than most men could dream of, but I wasn’t about to let what we had be tinged by the bitterness that could be stirred from my history.

  So I wore her mark with pride. Carly’s songbird on my throat had a partner now, a mirror image that reflected Giulia’s importance in my life.

  “I can’t get it in,” she grumbled after another minute.

  “I know,” I told her dryly, wondering how sex could be funny with this woman.

  It had always been a need, an urge, but now? It had taken on a life of its own.

  “Aren’t you going to do something about it?” she demanded with a huff, her glassy eyes and pink cheeks telling me she was more than ready for me to take things further.

  “I thought you’d never ask,” I growled, and grabbing her, I twisted us around so that she was on her back and I was above her.

  Her squeal was badly timed. It meant I missed the sharp knock on the door, but after her giggle died down, I heard the pounding fist and, cursing, I pressed my f
orehead to hers and shouted out, “Who the fuck is it?”

  “It’s me. Rex.”

  Growling under my breath, I grated out, “I’m sorry, babe.”

  Though she was pouting, she knew the score as only a brat reared in the club ever could.

  I grabbed the PJ shirt she’d tossed onto the floor this morning before she’d attacked me and used it to cover my junk. I opened the door a sliver so Rex could only see my glowering face as I answered his call.

  “What is it?” I groused. “Church isn’t for another few hours.”

  His face was tense, his eyes loaded with strain as he told me, “We’ve found Lancaster’s hostages.”

  TO BE CONTINUED IN

  LINK

  Afterword

  This isn’t my first MC. That loony tune train started back with THEIR SINNER and THEIR SAINT, but I’ve been a major fan of MC romances for a looooong, loooooooooooong time. It’s pretty much an obsession. So, I figured, it’s my turn to write one. My turn to truly get into the nitty gritty.

  Well, you just read it. What do you think? What say YOU? :P Let me know by either leaving an honest review (because they’re an author’s lifeblood and I’ll fucking love you forever if you do that shit for me, MWAH,) or by chitchatting with me in my Diva Reader group on FB. Now, if you join near release week, then I’ll be having some giveaways in there, so be sure to join just for potential prizes. ROFL.

  In the middle of the book, you met Finn and Declan Donnelly. This isn’t their first rodeo. Finn has his own duet called SCREW YOU and SCREW ME. Where you can meet Aoife and read about their story. It’s one of my personal faves, so be sure to check that out. They’re on KU.

  And… just so you know, Link is on preorder. I’ll always get them out as soon as I can, just FYI. Grab it HERE.

  I love you, guys. Thanks so much for letting me allow my batshit imagination to go wild. You’re probably saving me from an asylum! :D

  Love,

  Serena

  Xoxo

  Also by Serena Akeroyd

  For the latest updates, be sure to check out my website!

  But, if you’d like to hang out with me and get to know me better, then I’d love to see you in my Diva reader’s group where you can find out all the gossip on new releases as and when they happen. You can join here: www.facebook.com/groups/SerenaAkeroydsDivas. Or, you can always PM or email me. I love to hear from you guys: [email protected].

  Until I see you there or you write me an email or PM, here are more of my books for you to read…

  SATAN’S SINNERS’ MC

  Nyx

  Link

  Dragon Bound

  Coven

  Leman

  Eight Wings Academy

  Faeling for Them

  Faeling Hard

  Finally Faeling

  HawkRidge High

  Dare You To Love Me

  Dare You To Keep Me

  Hell’s Rebels MC

  Their Sinner

  Their Saint

  The Sex Tape (Co-written with Helen Scott)

  The Professor

  The Caelum Academy

  Seven Wishes

  Eight Souls

  Nine Lives

  Naughty Nookie

  Sinfully Theirs

  Sinfully Mastered

  The Gods Are Back In Town

  Hotter than Hades

  The Sun Revolves Around Apollo

  Five Points, Hell’s Kitchen

  A Screwed Duet

  Screw You

  Screw Me

  FourWinds

  Queen of the Vamps

  Kingdom of Veronia

  Perry & Her Princes

  Her Highness, Princess Perry

  Long Live Queen Perry

  QUINTESSENCE

  Hers To Keep

  Theirs To Cherish

  Anchor Pride Series

  Claimed by Caden

  McKinnon’s Mate

  The Corsakis

  Three’s Never A Crowd

  Old Enough to Know Better

  The Federation

  A Menage Made on Madison

  La Belle sans La Bete Series

  Menage Material

  A Thoroughly Modern Menage

  Forever Theirs

  Secrets & Lies

  The TriAlpha Chronicles

  Origin

  Trinity

  Triskele

  Triad

  Triumph

  Trierna

  TriAlpha

  Los Lobos

  The Raw Touch

  The Salsang Chronicles (written with Helen Scott)

  Stained Egos

  Stained Hearts

  Stained Minds

  Stained Bonds

  Stained Souls

 

 

 


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