by Naomi West
Snake kissed them away as he finished, barely holding himself back as his body became rigid on top of mine. We lay together afterwards, our arms twined gently yet possessively around each other’s bodies. I buried my head in his shoulder and heaved a deep sigh of satisfaction.
“You know,” he said, his deep voice rumbling against me. “In the Warriors, you would have been called my old lady. It means someone you care deeply about, who’s just as much a part of the club as her man is. The term itself doesn’t really suit you, but the sentiment does. How do you feel about that?”
I snuggled in closer, so content with my life. “You can call me whatever you want as long as I’m yours.”
THE END
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Property of the Outlaw: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Big Cats MC) (Down & Dirty Bikers Book 2)
I let a killer own me for the night.
The President of the Big Cats MC took a rich girl for a wild ride…
And now Daddy's perfect little girl is pregnant.
The spark between us ignited a fire.
And it might burn Sin City to the ground.
NIKKI
I'm responsible. Innocent. My rich Daddy's little angel.
And there's no way I'm about to endanger an expensive education and promising career on a week in Vegas.
Can you get anymore cliché?
I mean, I know I'm turning twenty-one and all…
… but all I really want for my birthday is Tiger.
The tattooed biker with the penetrating stare makes me weak in the knees.
Good thing I don't have to be upright for the things he has in mind.
But getting laid brings all my own best-laid plans crashing to the ground.
Someone knows I spent the night with the inked outlaw.
Someone who just informed dear old Dad what his darling daughter has been up to in Vegas.
And Dad's about to get some worse news.
I'm pregnant.
And Tiger is the father.
Property of the Hitman: A Mafia Hitman Romance (Down & Dirty Bikers Book 1)
I bought her just to get a taste.
The ambitious girl is playing a risky game.
And she’s decided to cross the wrong hired killer – me.
I’ll let her go with her life intact…
But her body belongs to me now.
MICA
I started out with nothing.
Four bucks in my pocket and big dreams in my heart.
I knew Hollywood was just waiting for me.
I’d be a big star, if only I could get to Los Angeles.
But I never made it.
Instead, I got stuck a few hours away at a pretty mansion where drug-fueled parties ruled twenty-four hours a day.
The pay was good, but being an escort is a dangerous career.
One slip could land me on the streets – or in my grave.
I need to get out of here…
Before it’s too late.
That’s where the hitman comes in.
Ford Taylor is supposed to be nothing but a hired thug.
If I play my cards right, I can get the tattooed outlaw wrapped around my finger.
But it turns out that he was playing me all along.
I find out too late that Ford’s boss might be the devil himself.
Ford will do anything to pay off his debt and get free of the monster’s grasp.
And he’s gonna use me to make that happen.
He thinks he owns me now.
Hell, he might be right.
All I know is that I’ve got to convince him that I’m worth saving…
Instead of selling my body to the highest bidder.
FORD
The sultry beauty had me fooled – at first.
Flying solo in a tough road house, I thought she was the one in trouble…
Until I lose my bankroll at poker.
I was in some deep sh!t with some very dangerous men.
The fiery redhead escort is the only one with the skills to get me out with the clothes on my back and my skull intact.
I thought I owed her a huge favor.
But it’s only afterwards that I realize Mica is for sale.
And suddenly, the tables turn.
She belongs to me now.
I grab the girl by the throat and let her know who her master is.
All I want to do is pay off my debt and disappear into the L. A. sunset.
This girl is my golden ticket out.
But when the little aspiring starlet steals something incredibly valuable from me, my plans for escape are forced to take a backseat.
I can’t leave until I have it – and her – back in my hands again.
Savage: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Savage Outlaws MC) (Asphalt Sins Book 5)
He’s a savage beast with a vicious plan to use me.
He stole me for business.
Then he used me for pleasure.
My head is screaming at me to run for my life.
But my heart is begging for just one more night with the biker.
CHOPPER
Women are like chewing tobacco to me:
Enjoy ‘em while they last, then spit ‘em out when you’re finished.
The girl from the night at the bar was no different.
One night of brutal, violent f**king, and then I sent her packing.
I was sure I’d never see her again.
So how the hell did she end up tied to a chair in my MC clubhouse basement?
KELSEY
I might die if I have to spend a single second more bent over spread-eagle for the foul, disgusting biker who’s claimed me as his old lady.
I need to get away from this monster and his hellhole.
But how?
I’d worked my way into this club because I needed closure to a mystery that’s haunted me.
But I never thought to have a plan for how to get out.
Then Chopper kicked the door down and stole me for himself.
He’s everything I’ve been taught to fear.
Violent. Vicious. Crude. Commanding.
Tall and tattooed, with a body like a statue and a booming, raspy voice like the devil himself.
He tells me I’m going to serve him and I’m going to like it.
And as much as my inner voice is pleading with me to cut my bonds and run away as fast as my feet can carry me…
I just can’t do it.
Because Chopper is the father of the baby in my womb.
Brute: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Dark Vultures MC) (Asphalt Sins Book 4)
The brute only saved me so he could break me.
I woke up in a strange city with no memory of how I got there.
The biker found me, and took me in.
But this motorcycle club is no safe haven.
And there’s a devil coming after me… determined to drag me to hell.
Vera.
I remember my name, but nothing else.
And even if I didn’t already have amnesia, the outlaw brute’s burning eyes would have wiped my mind blank.
When I’m looking into those dark irises, there’s only him.
Tall. Raw. Tatted. Powerful.
Staring back and owning me with just a glance.
Rascal never asked to be the man I turned to for answers.
But something in my gut tells me I can trust him – even though his leather kutte and cocky swagger tell me I should be running in the other direction.
I need him in more ways than I know.
And after a night
spent bending for him – serving him – begging him for just one more touch – it seems like I’ve lost everything…
Only to find where I’m truly meant to be.
But this unlikely paradise is about to come crashing down around me.
Because there’s someone else out there.
Chasing me. Hunting me.
And the phantoms of my past won’t until they’ve consumed us all:
Me.
Rascal.
And the baby in my belly.
Beast: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Hounds of Hades MC) (Asphalt Sins Book 3)
He ripped me apart like a savage beast.
The bad boy biker came to the auto shop to fix things up..
Then he came to my bedroom to break me down.
But when someone I trusted turns out to be a monster, I have no other choice:
I have to beg the outlaw to protect me.
JESSI
Rip is an engine, a dynamo, loud and dirty and aggressive as hell.
And just like the bikes he loves, he’s dying to tear me apart.
Piece by piece, bit by bit, he’s going to dismantle me – just for his own savage pleasure.
But when he’s done…
He sure as hell isn’t going to be the one to put me back together.
It’s not just my body that’s falling apart under the biker’s touch, either.
My dreams for the future are crumbling to dust at the same time.
I thought a college education would be my ticket to the big time.
Fame, fortune, the whole nine yards.
But it turns out Rip isn’t the only beast who’s hungering for a bite of me.
There’s far worse out there, hiding their cruel vices behind friendly faces.
And all of them -all of these animals – want one thing and one thing only:
To shove me down onto my knees and make me their property.
RIP
She was a pretty little peach…
And she f**king hated my guts from the second I walked in her daddy’s chop shop.
That only made me laugh.
I love a good challenge.
And even though she’s far from my first vicious conquest…
This little vixen will be the most fun yet.
Go ahead and resist, I tell her.
We’ll see how long you last.
But then something happened that I never anticipated.
Jessi begged me for my help.
There’s someone else who thinks they can lay their hands on my woman.
Hell f**king no.
I don’t share; I don’t play nice.
And if this creepy son of a b!tch plans on touching so much as a hair on her head…
I’ll rally every damn brother in my motorcycle club and we’ll bring burning hellfire to his doorstep.
I’ll make him suffer and plead for mercy.
And right before I end him, I’ll tell him the one thing in this world that’s a pure f**king fact:
She. Is. Mine.
Bull: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Asphalt Angels MC) (Asphalt Sins Book 2)
I claimed my dead brother’s woman.
She was begging for my help.
So I made her beg for her release.
But the girl comes with baggage…
My brother’s baby in her arms.
XANDER
I’m drowning in booze and sorrow.
I know that this is killing me.
But the thing is, I just don’t give a damn.
I’ll either drink or f**k myself to death, whichever comes first.
After all, what’s the point of carrying on?
Those motherf**kers stole my brother’s life in a stupid bar fight.
Petty. Reckless. Dumb.
But that’s the outlaw way, isn’t it?
Life is cheap out here.
And I’m the only one left who cares about Arsen’s death.
At least, that’s what I used to think.
Then she knocked on my door.
I thought it was the liquor making me hallucinate.
This delicious girl, with curves for days and a glimmer in her eyes that gets me rock hard…
What could she want here? With me? A degenerate biker?
Then I saw what she was holding, and I understood.
Kayla is my brother’s ex and the mother of his baby.
She needs my protection.
She’s desperate.
Well, that makes two of us, sweetheart.
Because I’m dying to see what you look like…
When you’re on your knees, begging me for more.
KAYLA
I can’t help thinking this is wrong.
But I don’t have a choice.
Because I have nowhere else to turn.
And with a baby to feed, I can’t afford to hold out for something better.
Besides, there’s a little voice, deep in the back of my head, whispering ugly truths.
Telling me that I like this – submitting to my ex’s brother.
It’s saying I love being his pet, his toy.
It’s saying that I’ll keep it up, for as long as he wants, as long as he keeps me and my baby safe from harm.
Maybe we shouldn’t be doing this.
Maybe I shouldn’t be sleeping with this bull, this beast, this animal.
But I’m addicted to the biker.
And every time I open my mouth, the same words come rushing out before I can stop them:
I need more, more, more.
Stud: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Cobra Kings MC)
They said I couldn’t have her. I told them to try and stop me.
The bad boy stud has wandered into dangerous territory.
MC President Bishop Blaine thought bedding a pop star would be the story of a lifetime.
He gets what he came for, and then some…
When the diva ends up pregnant with his baby.
LOLA
I thought outlaw bikers were supposed to be tall, dark, tatted—and dumb as rocks.
But Bishop Blaine is only three for four.
And unfortunately for my sake, he's managed to outsmart every member of my security team to get to me.
It’s true: he’s got his own selfish motives in mind.
Like laying his sinful, inked hands over every inch of my body.
But it turns out Bishop got to me just in time.
First, we're ducking a spray of bullets.
Then, next thing I know, he has me out back behind the bar…
Pinned to the wall beneath him, as he lets far more than his eyes travel my forbidden figure.
BISHOP
Lola is famous. Off-limits. Totally uninterested in a rebel biker like me.
Until I make things interesting for her.
Granted, I've had help.
Someone's out to kill her, and I smell a rat in her inner circle.
She can't trust those who are already closest to her, so I plan on making myself as close as possible.
I’m gonna run my filthy hands along those lush curves until I make the little pop starlet shiver and beg for more.
But I should’ve known it would all lead to trouble.
As I discover, it isn’t just a killer we have on our plate.
Because Lola turns up pregnant – and she swears the baby is mine.
This was never supposed to happen.
I’m an outlaw with a motorcycle club to run, not a whipped baby daddy to a famous actress.
Until, all of the sudden, that’s exactly what I am.
But we’re from two different worlds.
She walks red carpets and wears expensive gowns.
I ride choppers and keep my club kutte on my shoulders at all times.
Having a baby together is sheer madness.
But despite all that…
There’s something in my gut that says I have to protect these delicate creatures now – my woman and my baby.
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sp; I'm going to catch this falling star and make her mine.
And if the man hunting her thinks he’s gonna lay a finger on my family...
He’d better be ready for war.
He Doesn’t Care: A Bad Boy Secret Baby Motorcycle Club Romance (Fourstroke Fiends MC)
HE DOESN’T CARE THAT I’M ENGAGED TO ANOTHER MAN.
Nothing will stop him from claiming me.
He’s not the kind to stick around after he’s had his fill.
But then something happened, something we never expected…
I got pregnant.
Owen Flynn is a dark prince from the wrong side of the tracks.