by Lane Hart
Contents
Chase
Synopsis for Chase
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Epilogue
Abe
Synopsis for Abe
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Epilogue
Torin
Synopsis for Torin
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Epilogue
War
Synopsis for War
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Epilogue
Maddox
Synopsis for Maddox
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Epilogue
Dalton
Synopsis for Dalton
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Epilogue
Also by Lane Hart and D.B. West
About the Authors
The Savage Kings MC Six Book Box Set
Lane Hart
D.B. West
Chase
Book One
Copyright
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Synopsis for Chase
Chase Fury, the VP of the Savage Kings MC has dealt with his fair share of tragedy over the years. He never wanted the responsibility that comes with being at the head of the table, preferring to leave that to his brother, Torin. But after an unexpected attack on the Kings sends his brothers on a path of vengeance, Chase will have no choice but to take on the burden of being the man in charge.
Reporter Sasha Sheridan has steered clear of any and all bad boy bikers wearing the bearded skull for the last ten years. While investigating a story, she suddenly finds herself back in the crosshairs of the Savage Kings. Uncovering the secrets that the club's president is trying to keep hidden may very well put her life in danger. She may be able to handle the threat, but she can't escape the man who broke her heart.
Chase hasn't forgiven himself for hurting Sasha and causing her an unbelievable amount of pain. He still wears her name on his chest, a reminder of the night that he wrecked his bike and everything the two of them had together. Now, with secrets, lies, bloodshed, and violence causing chaos in the club, Chase is determined to use his second chance with Sasha to keep her safe. He never imagined that the best way to do that would be to get her as far away from him and the MC as possible.
Prologue
Chase Fury
Ten years ago…
“I fucking love seein
g my name on your skin,” I tell Sasha. Bringing her wrist up to my lips, I place a kiss just below the small, black cursive letters. While her new tattoo is only a few inches wide, it may as well be the size of a fucking Mack truck for how damn hard my cock is right now, knowing she’s mine.
“Good, because it’s sort of permanent,” Sasha replies with a grin. Her big, blue eyes sparkling up at me from underneath the streetlamps are full of adoration and love that I don’t deserve. And God, she’s so fucking beautiful it hurts. I was a goner from the second I saw her long, sexy legs and her incredible ass hanging out of her cutoff shorts while she worked under the hood of a 1967 Mustang.
“Permanent is exactly why I like it,” I tell her as I wrap my arms around her lean waist to drag her body against mine. She’s the tallest woman I know, Cindy Crawford model height, but I still have at least seven inches on her.
Sasha pushes open the leather cut that I’m wearing with no shirt underneath to run her fingernail carefully around my fresh ink — her name that’s written in thick, black cursive letters on the left side of my chest.
“My parents are gonna be so pissed when they find out,” she says. Her smile grows even wider, which is no surprise. I quickly learned that my girl gets off on excitement and danger, anything that her parents would threaten to whoop her ass over even though she just turned eighteen.
“So, what if they are?” I ask. “They’re always pissed at you lately, ever since you started seeing me.”
“Very true, it’s just…”
When she lowers her eyes and pauses, I grab her chin between my thumb and finger to make her look at me. “Just what?”
“What if it’s bad luck?” she asks as her front teeth nervously work over her bottom lip.
“What’s bad luck?”
“Doesn’t everyone say it’s the kiss of death for all relationships if you get your lover’s name tattooed on you? I mean, what if my parents are right and we are moving too fast, Chase?”
“Shh, calm down baby,” I tell her as I grasp her gorgeous, flawless face between both of my palms. “Fast is the only fucking way that I know how to move. And it’s not bad luck or anything else,” I assure her. “That’s just a bunch of superstitious bullshit. Because you and me? We’re fucking forever, sweetheart. I’m so damn certain of that, I would make you my old lady right now, if I could. I have zero fucking doubts that you’re the only woman I’ll ever want.”
“Seriously?” she asks as her eyes start to glisten under the glow of the lights in the parking lot. “You would marry me and give up all the clubhouse sluts?”
“Hell yes,” I say without any hesitation. Before Sasha and I got together, I slept with a handful of the girls that hang around the Savage Asylum, the bar that also houses the Savage Kings MC’s clubhouse. Those women will fuck anything in leather, even prospects like me, still trying to patch in. I haven’t touched a single one of them since Sasha and I started seeing each other six months ago. There isn’t a girl in that clubhouse that can turn my head. I’m so certain of what we have that I tell Sasha, “Let’s do it. Let’s get married tonight. We could fly to Vegas...”
“My parents would never –” she starts to say, but my lips crashing down on hers puts a stop to her words.
When I pull back, I look her in the eyes to let her know I’m dead serious. “Fuck what your parents think. Marry me, and then we’ll get our own place and they won’t be able to say shit about what we do.”
Sasha studies my face for several long seconds, judging my sincerity while I hold my breath. Finally, she says, “Okay.”
“Okay?” I repeat with a grin of relief.
“Yes. Oh, my god, yes! Why are we still standing here?” she asks excitedly before she slips out of my arms. Sasha strides over to my bike in her sexy strappy heels and white dress. It’s way too short for riding on the back of a Harley, which is exactly why I fucking love it. She throws one of her mile-long legs over the seat and then leans forward to grip the handlebars, pushing her amazing ass out and causing her full, perfect tits to nearly spill out of the top of her dress.
“Hop on the back. I’ll drive us to the airport,” Sasha jokes.
“Goddamn, you are so fucking sexy sitting on my Fat Boy,” I tell her. Unable to resist getting a photo of her looking like the pin-up girl from every man’s wet dream, I pull out my cell phone from my pocket and snap a picture.
After I put my phone away, I go over and climb on behind her. Smoothing my hands up both of her sides, I whisper to her, “This is where you fucking belong. Your fine ass was made to sit on my bike.” I bury my nose in her long, blonde hair that’s lightly blowing in the coastal winds, unable to get enough of her sweet apple scent before my lips go to her neck right below her ear. It’s the one spot on her body that I know from months of experience will make her go limp and instantly wet. Sure enough, Sasha shivers and then leans back against my chest, putty in my hands. Fuck, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her. My cock is so hard that riding will be damn near impossible.
“I want you so much, right here, right now. I can’t wait a second longer,” I whisper in her ear, fucking desperate for her. “If I lift your dress and lower you down onto my cock, you could ride it just like this, and no one would be able to see me buried deep inside of you.”
“Chase,” Sasha moans my name, making my dick swell even more against the fly of my jeans. “Someone could see us,” she says.
“Let them watch. I don’t give a fuck, because this is all mine,” I tell Sasha as I ease my hand underneath the front hem of her dress and cup her pussy through her lacy thong.
I know my girl better than anyone, and the thought of someone catching us is turning her on even more. She’s been a good girl for the last seventeen years, so she still likes to pretend she’s good when, deep down, she’s really fucking naughty.
And despite what her parents think, I wasn’t a bad influence on her. Hell, I knew she was a virgin, and I wouldn’t do more than kiss her the first few times we went out. Sasha was the one who unzipped my pants in the front seat of her Mustang in the school parking lot and started riding my cock, giving her virginity to me before I fucking knew what hit me.
“Chase, please,” Sasha begs when she squirms against my hand that hasn’t moved the way she wants yet. As she rocks her hips, her ass bumps right against the bulge in the front of my jeans that’s pressing into her bottom and making me fucking crazy.
“You’re gonna come on my fingers, and then I’m gonna fuck you right here,” I warn her as I slip my fingers underneath the seam of her panties and penetrate her with just the tip of one.
“Ohhh God,” she moans as she throws her head back on my shoulder, then covers my hand with her own to force me to go deeper inside of her.
My lips come down on her neck again as my fingers start pumping in and out of her already dripping wet pussy. Her walls clamp down on them, and then her entire body shudders as her orgasm slams into her that damn fast for me.
I don’t even give her a chance to recover before I remove my hand from her panties and start undoing my jeans as quick as my shaking hands can go, unable to wait another second to be inside of her. And because she’s been on birth control for months, there’s no rubber needed.
“Hold those handlebars for me, sweetheart,” I tell Sasha, who is still panting when she follows my order. Grasping her hip to hold it steady, I fist my cock with the other hand to line up and slam inside of her pussy so hard she cries out.
“Oh, God, Chase!” she moans. Looking at me over her shoulder, Sasha says, “You feel so good.”