King(2)

His head turned on the stiff pillow. “Depends. I don’t want to interfere because Lily loves him; it’s obvious just from the way she looks at him. But, if it’s as bad as I think it’s going to be, then I’ll have to step in.”

“And do what?”

“Get rid of him. I didn’t sacrifice raising my own daughter so she could have a better life just to see her get hurt again. She’s had enough of that shit.”

“It won’t be easy. Did you see the one with him? You’ll be taking on more than her husband.”

“Call Jackal back. Include The Last Riders in his search. Tell him to find out anything and everything on them and their members.” King closed his eyes as Henry moved away to follow his instructions, feeling the drugs the nurse had given him finally taking effect. He would be more clear-headed when he woke, but it would take a couple of days for Jackal to find out the information he wanted. It didn’t matter, though; he would be stuck in the hospital at least that long.

When he was released, he would stay at the house he had leased since he had first brought Lily to Treepoint. He would get to know his daughter better, learn more about what kind of woman he and Brenda had created. For the first time in his life, he was going to be a father to Lily, whether she needed him or not. He had a lot to make up for, and if getting rid of a husband who didn’t deserve her needed to happen, then he would do it. He wasn’t going to let Lily down again.





Chapter 1




Evie gripped Train’s ass, pulling him closer. “Fuck me harder.”

“Damn, Evie, you’re fucking like you didn’t just come ten minutes ago.”

Her mouth went to his shoulder, biting down. Winding her legs around his waist, she raised her pussy to meet each of his hard thrusts.

“You must be doing something wrong then,” she taunted the biker.

His thrusts grew harder, reaching the spot she needed him to reach. Her head rolled back and forth on the bed as she came, her hands releasing her grasp on his ass when he moved to her side.

Train’s deep breathing brought a smile to her lips. “You must be getting old. You used to be able to go three rounds without getting winded.”

“I’m not getting old; you’re just getting hornier.”

Evie’s smile disappeared. She turned to the side so Train couldn’t see her expression, shutting off her alarm clock before it went off. “I have to get ready for work.”

“Cool, I’m off today so I’m going to catch up on my sleep.” He made no effort to get out of her bed, rolling over onto his stomach instead.

Evie went to her bathroom. She had inherited Razer’s room since he had moved into the house he had built behind the clubhouse. Before, she usually just shared whoever’s bed she had found herself in for the night; she actually preferred it that way. She was hardly ever in here unless there were two or more of them fucking. Jewell and Cash had left an hour ago, trying to catch a few hours of sleep before the day started.

Evie stepped into the shower, feeling the water waken her. She had gotten less than two hours’ sleep the night before, and it was going to be a long day. After she had put her time in at the factory, she was going to have to catch a nap.

She soaped her body, rinsing away the smell of Train and the others she had shared her bed with the night before. Then, stepping out of the shower, she grabbed a towel, drying off before tackling the chore of untangling and brushing her long hair. She needed to get it cut, but there was just something about the men holding her hair while they fucked her that turned her on, so she kept it long. Pleasure always came before convenience.

She put on her dark blue t-shirt without bothering with a bra and then pulled on a tight pair of jeans. She looked at the time as she slid her watch on, hurrying into the other room for her shoes and jacket. It might have been only a short distance to the factory, but it was cold as fuck outside.

Going downstairs, she didn’t take the time to get a cup of coffee; she would get one when she got to work. With barely a minute to spare, she walked into the factory, grateful she wouldn’t receive a warning from Shade for being late again.

Going to her worktable she shared with Jewell, she plopped her ass down on a stool.

“Cutting it close, weren’t you?”

“I lost track of time,” Evie admitted to her friend.

“More like you decided to get a quickie before work.”

Evie shrugged. “Train was in rare form, and I decided to take advantage of the opportunity.”

Jewell laughed. “Ever since he fucked Killyama, it’s like he’s trying to prove his manhood.”