Dedication
~ To Brett~
My very own dream maker
Suggested Reading Order
The Biker’s Kiss
Lady & The Biker
Tempting The Biker
Keeping The Biker
The Biker’s Lucky Charm
Taken By The Biker
ROYAL BASTARDS CODE
PROTECT: The club and your brothers come before anything else and must be protected at all costs. CLUB is FAMILY.
RESPECT: Earn it & Give it. Respect club law. Respect the patch. Respect your brothers. Disrespect a member and there will be hell to pay.
HONOR: Being patched in is an honor, not a right. Your colors are sacred, not to be left alone, and NEVER let them touch the ground.
OL’ LADIES: Never disrespect a member’s or brother’s Ol’Lady. PERIOD.
CHURCH is MANDATORY.
LOYALTY: Takes precedence over all, including well-being.
HONESTY: Never LIE, CHEAT, or STEAL from another member or the club.
TERRITORY: You are to respect your brother’s property and follow their Chapter’s club rules.
TRUST: Years to earn it...seconds to lose it.
NEVER RIDE OFF: Brothers do not abandon their family.
Keeping The Biker
Save the date. You’re invited to attend the wedding of Alexa and Murder, Royal Bastards MC style.
They said we’d never last. He was a married man. Off limits.
Now after all these years Murder is mine till death do us part. I’ll do anything to keep my motorcycle man. For him I risked it all and now comes the reward. His ink branded on my skin and his ring on my finger. Today is the first day of our forever.
Please note for best enjoyment the Charleston, WV Royal Bastards MC books should be read in order of release.
The Biker’s Kiss
Lady & The Biker
Tempting The Biker
Keeping The Biker
The Biker’s Lucky Charm
Taken By The Biker
Chapter One
“What’s wrong with my couch?” I stare James down.
“One, babe, it’s fuckin’ mustard yellow and reminds me of baby shit. Two, I don’t want to think about the possibility you might’ve fucked someone who wasn’t me on that ugly ass shit. Three, I want to spoil my woman with all new shit for our new place. Four, I don’t need any other reason, but if you need me to be convincing...” James grabs my ass, giving me a rough squeeze. “Why don’t you take these jeans off and let me get started on an early supper.”
“I mean, maybe you can persuade me to change my mind.” I smirk then kiss my man.
With his mouth still fused to mine, James maneuvers me onto the bed in his room at the clubhouse. He rolls over my body, pressing his weight down on me. “What ya got planned for tomorrow?”
“Mmm.” I stroke his furry jaw. “Nothing till dinner with Wylla and the girls.”
“Better not be no damn male strippers.”
“There could be. I don’t know what Pam planned.”
“Fuckin’ Pam,” he grumbles. “There’s gonna be naked men.”
“Well, there’s only one naked man I care about.” I slide my other hand along his bare shoulders. “Besides. You can’t tell me that you won’t have some clubwhore rubbing her shit all up on you.”
“They fuckin’ know better. Know I got me a fine piece of ass in my bed.” He grins and I scowl.
“Is that all I am?”
“Who said I was talkin’ ‘bout you?” He chuckles as I shove at his chest.
“You’re a real asshole.”
“Oh, pretty girl, you know I love it when you get mean and call me names. Makes me hard.” He thrusts his hips.
“Fuck off. Let me up.”
“Don’t think so.” My jerk of a man cups my breast. “Haven’t got to play with these yet.” He slides my shirt up over my bra and dips his head to capture one of my nipples with his mouth.
I bite my bottom lip because damn that does feel good, but then I remember I’m mad at him. “You’re cut off.”
“You gonna deny me of what’s mine?” he raises a brow giving me a funny look.
“Yup. I have stuff to do if you want me to marry you.”
“As if you have a choice.” James’s voice drops all husky and sexy.
“You keep pissing me off, and I won’t be there.”
“You’ll be there if I gotta hogtie you to the back my Harley.”
I roll my eyes.
His gaze softens. Those brown eyes of his hold me hostage under his stare. “Babe?”
“Yeah,” I whisper.
“You given any more thought to what we talked about?”
He’s been after me for the past few months to have another baby with him. I love James more than anything, but we’ve done that, and both failed miserably at the whole parenting thing. I’ve just gotten back to a good place with our daughter. We have a granddaughter to spoil. I’m selfish enough to want my man all to myself.
“I don’t want to fight with you.”
“Why does it have to be an argument? I’m asking you one last time. Whatever your answer is I’ll accept it and make my peace with your choice. All I am asking is yes or no. It’s simple as that.”
“It’s not simple as that.”
“Either you want to have a baby with me, or you don’t.” He rolls away from me to sit on the edge of the bed, going for his boots.
My stomach drops. I don’t want to fight.
“Honey...” I sit up and wrap my arms around him from behind.
His shoulders sag, but he drops his boots with a thump and grips my wrists. Dipping his head, he kisses both my palms. “I wanna know why you can’t give me a straight answer?”
“I don’t know. Part of me wants to give you anything you want, but do you really want to start over and raise another kid?” I kiss the side of his throat. “Can’t we just see what happens. It’s not like you haven’t tried. Your pullout game is weak.”
“Nothing about my game is weak.” He twists around, shoving me back down. “Seems like you need reminding.”
“You gonna prove me wrong?” I quirk a brow at him. “When have you ever fucked me without coming in me, hmmm?”
“Sounds like a challenge.”
“I tell you what. My answer is if it happens it happens. I won’t try to prevent it. If it’s meant to be it’ll be.”
That earns me a flash of his teeth before he pins me to the mattress and strips me of my clothes. “Let’s find out how many times I gotta fuck you to knock you up.”
I don’t have the heart to tell him that I’m certain his swimmers aren’t as strong as they used to be or that his beard is sprouting some grey whiskers.
James makes quick work at teasing me with his fingers and mouth between my thighs. The wiry hair of his beard rubs over my sensitive skin. “Nothing better than this.” He grips my hips, holding me in place. “Don’t know what I did to deserve such an angel,” he murmurs.