Ace (Reckless Souls MC #2) Read Online KB Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Reckless Souls MC Series by KB Winters
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
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Does he really think his actions earlier were protective?

What is he protecting me from?

Too many questions run through my mind, and by the time he pulls into the back end of a parking lot, I have many more to ask. I jump off the back of the bike and wait for Mark.

“Is this one of your bike shops?”

“Yeah, it’s the rear entrance.” He walks forward, just expecting me to follow, which I do.

“Don’t you have a house or something we could go to?”

He nods. “I do, but no one will be looking for us here.”

His tone is odd, and it just adds another question to my long list.

“You don’t want people to see us together?” I pose the question to his back as he unlocks the door.

Mark shakes his head but stays silent as he motions me inside, locks the door and then leads me to his office. The silence is thick and almost deafening, and it suddenly feels as if sex is off the table.

Dammit. “Mark, say something.”

He turns to me, his dark eyes completely unreadable. “I don’t want people to see us together, but not for the reasons you think.”

I scoff and open my mouth, but Mark puts a hand up to shut me up.

“No, you’re going to listen to me now.”

My mouth snaps shut, and I make a motion for him to speak.

“That guy who came to the shop earlier when you were here? He’s Hector’s right-hand man, the VP of the Iron Kings. If he even thought, for one fucking second, that I gave a shit about you, he’d use it against me.”

Does this mean Mark cares about me? Has feelings for me?

“I kissed you like that and sent you off so he would think you were exactly what you said, one of my whores. He’s one of the guys who kidnapped your sister and fucked with her.”

My eyes slam shut against those words, the thought that I was so close to that monster this morning. “No.”

“Yes, and he came to the shop to deliver a message. Give his club control of our business, or more girls will end up floating in the harbor.”

I gasp and shake my head. “No.”

“Yeah, so, now can you see why I sent you away?”

I nod.

“I’m sorry I hurt your feelings, Kenna. But honestly, I was trying to protect you.”

I nod. “I see that now. Thank you, Mark.”

“I just need you to be a little diligent about your safety, McKenna. It’s important.”

I nod. “I will. Just stop being so damn bossy.”

His lips curl into a grin. “It’s hard not to be bossy when you’re the boss, babe.”

“Oh, please.” I give his chest a shove, and Mark pulls me close, his lips a heartbeat from my own.

“Now that’s what I want to hear, you begging me. To taste you. To fuck you. To let you come.”

“Yes, please.” The words come out on a breathy growl, and I nod, my whole body taut and ready to receive his pleasure. I lick my lips. “Yes to all of that.”

His lips fuse with mine, and we stand there, kissing like teenagers until my body shakes with an intense want I’ve never felt before.

Chapter Sixteen

Ace

Yes, please. Those words, prim and proper and sexy as fuck, knock around in my brain until all I can do is please this woman. My cock is hard enough to pound steel, she’s moaning into my mouth, and her hot pussy is warm all around me. This isn’t what I had in mind, not exactly, but this shit is happening.

“McKenna,” I growl and nip her ear. “I love it when you beg me like that.”

Her head falls back, and she laughs. “Yeah?”

“Fuck yeah.” Even though she annoys the hell out of me, I want her, and the way she wants me only fuels my desire. The little red dress covers almost nothing, but it’s covering all the good parts. I spin her around and sit her on the desk I rarely use. “So fucking beautiful.”

“I’m not,” she insists with a shy shake of her head.

“You are. These curves.” Instead of telling her words she doesn’t believe, I show her with my actions. The little red dress has four buttons on the back. I make quick work of them before peeling the dress from her shoulders and down over her hips and shapely legs.

“Fuck, Kenna.” She’s wearing all black, all lace, pretty pink nipples hard behind the black. “Yes.”

Her head falls back, and she arches her back. “You make me feel beautiful.”

“Nah, babe. That’s all you.” My tongue slicks across her cleavage, dipping into the warmth right between her tits.

Her breath hitches, and she arches into me even more. “Mark.”

Why my real name dripping from her lips drives me wild, I can’t say, because if anyone else called me that, I’d kill ‘em.



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