Wayward Saints MC Book
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Sailor Running was all I ever did. I tried to get away from a man that hurt me and I ended up in the path of a temptation that I couldn’t resist. I wanted Raef more than my next breath, but he didn’t want me. I tried like hell to fight my attraction towards him, but I couldn’t. He was everything I wanted and everything I never knew I needed.
My old man was punishing me for God knows what. He sent me down to Sacramento to clean up their mess and instead I ended up finding her. She’s like a damn breath of fresh air in this otherwise suffocating life. My attraction to her can land me on the wrong side of a gun, but it’s a chance I’m willing to take. She’s a temptation that I can’t ignore and one that I don’t regret.
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EXCERPTWatching Sailor for a minute, I can’t help but think about her silky soft skin under those blankets and clothes. Every inch of my skin comes alive when she touches me. I know my brothers are going to have a fucking field day with that if I ever told them, which is exactly why I won’t ever tell them.
“Raef,” she mumbles in her sleep. Watching her, I see that her eyes are still closed, and her lips are parted. She quietly moans, and I can feel my dick harden. She rolls onto her back, and she lets out another moan. “Raef,” she says again. She doesn’t ever open her eyes, and I have a feeling that she is having a dream. “Mmm,” she moans louder. Fuck, I need to get the fuck out of here, before I do something I’m going to regret. Walking out the door, I shut it behind me. I make my way to the clubhouse, and straight to the bar. Pulling up a stool, I look to my left, and see Striker nursing a beer.
When he looks at me, I can see the anger in his face. He’s pissed that I’ve come between him and Sailor. I have a feeling that he’s about to run his mouth at me again. Little does he know that I am not going down without a fight.
If he comes at me again, I won’t think twice about putting him on the ground again. This time, I definitely won’t go easy on him either. I’m fucking done listening to his bullshit excuses. I fucking wish that he wasn’t so damn fucking stupid.
“What? You didn’t get enough of her? You have to come find a fucking whore to fuck too?” he sneers.
The prospect hands me a whiskey neat, and I take sip of it, before I turn to face Striker. “I haven’t fucked her, but I know for a fact that you won’t be fucking her either. So why don’t you just stay the fuck away from her and mind your own damn business? I know for sure that you don’t have any claim over my dick, so mind your own fucking business.” He gets up off the barstool, and makes his way towards me. Before he can even try to swing at me again, someone grabs him, and pulls him away from me. “Fuck you Raef. You come in here, and try to fucking steal my girl? That fucking shit ain’t cool.”
Shaking my head, I just smirk at him. “She was never yours to begin with. You have some sick fucking delusion that she yours, and trust me fucker, you were never on her radar. Move the fuck on, and leave her alone.”
WAYWARD SAINTS MC SERIES
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- Renee is from sunny, California. Creative by nature, she decided to put her imagination to paper. K. Renee is an avid reader. During the day she works in an office and at night she writes. These stories have been in her head for years and are finally coming out on paper.
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