Filthy Sinner: A Five Points' Mob & Dark & Dirty Sinners' MC Crossover (The Five Points' Mob Collection) by Serena Akeroyd

Author:Serena Akeroyd [Akeroyd, Serena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Serena Akeroyd Publishing Ltd.
Published: 2023-01-23T18:30:00+00:00

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DIGGER

THING CALLED LOVE - ABOVE & BEYOND, RICHARD BEDFORD

The prissy princess wasn’t averse to a dirty biker defending her but she had a voice of her own—got it.

For all that MaryCat’s spitfire nature worked its wiles on me, her soft laughs and gentle smiles, her kind eyes and kinder words brought me to my knees.

Tenderness had never been something I’d sought out, mostly because I’d never been on the receiving end of it. My mom had loved me, but aside from a kiss on the cheek and a random hug, that was about it.

MaryCat was a toucher, and I was realizing that I liked being touched.

If anyone else had leaped on my back the way she had, I’d have dragged them off me, pinned them to the ground, and strangled the ever-living fuck out of them.

Prison had shaped me. You didn’t show someone your back, not without expecting to be stabbed in it.

Which meant the unthinkable was happening—I’d started letting my guard down around her.

It was too much, too soon, but hell if I could pull the brakes on her.

When she shivered against me as our torsos brushed, I lowered my mouth, dropping kisses to her chin, to the line of her jaw. I savored her soft scent a moment before I tugged on her earlobe and then suckled it.

The husky cry she let loose made me smile. Her innocent responses fired me up more than the crassest of clubwhore dirty talk ever could.

I ran my tongue over the curve of her ear then retreated to her throat where I sucked on the sensitive flesh, palpating it against my teeth, making sure there were more love bites there for her father and O’Donnelly to see.

It was a dangerous stunt to pull, but… I had faith.

In her.

There was no reason for her to know that I trusted no one apart from my brothers. And sometimes, I didn’t trust them either.

I licked along the sinews in her throat, moving to her collarbone.

While she trembled in my hold, I buried my face between her tits, careful because I knew my stubble would scratch her skin.

I brushed my mouth over her curves, enjoying the way she arched her back as if encouraging me to dive even deeper.

Finding her nipple, I sucked on the tip then bit on it, raking it until it was puckered and taut. Only then did I leave it and find the other.

When she whimpered, “James,” I obeyed the silent plea for more, mostly because I loved the sound of my birth name on her lips.

James was something I hadn’t been called for decades. Even Mom ended up using Digger more than James before I was fifteen.

It was fitting, I thought, that it belonged to her. That it was for her sole use.

My hand moved to her open fly, but this time, I slipped beneath her panties too. When my finger found her clit, her folds wet with arousal, she sobbed my name again.

God, I didn’t think I’d ever tire of hearing it fall from her lips.

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