SPARTAN (Iron Kings MC, #2) by Franca Storm

Author:Franca Storm [Storm, Franca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-18T00:00:00+00:00

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~Spartan~

I LIKED HER HANDS ON ME.

All over me.

We were sprawled out on a blanket on the floor. I was chilling on my stomach and she was tight to me, tracing her hands all over my ink.

She walked her fingers down my arm and tickled down over my shoulder, trying to reach my chest.

I laughed and rolled onto my back so she could get a better look at the flames inked on my right shoulder and stretching around to the right side of my chest.

“What does it mean?” she asked.

My ink was real personal to me. I weren’t used to talking about it with nobody. It had me tensing up a bit and she noticed, drawing back.

Pulling her hand away, she said, all sheepish, “I’m sorry. You don’t have to tell me.”

I took her hand and placed it back on my tat. “Nah, it’s all good, love.” We’d turned a major corner by putting all our shit out there, being honest and trusting each other. I wasn’t gonna go back to all the secrecy and holding stuff back.

I covered her hand with mine, running back and forth along the length of the tattoo, as I explained, “Flames, or fire, being able to create it, was a major turning point for man. A symbol of power and wisdom. Two of the things I value a hell of a lot and what I aspire to be. But fire can also get outta control and be real destructive. So it’s kinda a reminder to me to be careful and responsible with the power I wield in my life.”

“Wow,” she breathed, her eyes sparkling up at me in wonder. “That’s beautiful. Deep.”

“Yeah, that’s me. Beautiful,” I joked.

She laughed.

I reached out and ran my hand through her hair. “You gotta do that more, yeah?”

“What’s that?” she asked, her pretty blue eyes beaming up at me.

“Laugh. Smile.”

“Okay,” she murmured, then went back to her exploration. Touching my club tattoo on my forearm, she said, “I know what this one is all about.” She shifted her weight and told me, “It’s really great what you’ve done, what you’ve built.”

“The businesses?”

“That too, definitely. You’ve created an impressive empire. But I meant the club. I get it, you know? I’ve had a lot of time to observe it over the last couple of years and I see that it’s not just a bunch of guys riding motorcycles, and that it’s also even more than a tightly knit brotherhood. You’ve brought together a group of good men with troubled pasts who’d been burdened by who they used to be and you’ve provided them with the opportunity to reinvent themselves, to live a better life and become the best versions of themselves. You saved them.”

Well, shit. She could really read between the lines. That was exactly what Iron Kings was about. More than even the empire we’d built, it was the club that was my real life’s work, what I was most proud of and what meant the most to me outta everything I’d done.

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