Anarchist Season Two: Book 1-2 Read Online Jordan Silver

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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
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It was late by the time we made it back to the ranch and the men were tired. “It was a good raid.” We were all gathered in the yard after I’d sent the prisoners off with my guys to be held until I decided to deal with them.

“Yeah it was brother but we’ve only just got started.” Creed was right this shit had morphed into something huge.

“What now? I have to get home to my woman.” Lyon was the first to break the silence.

“Well, we still have a shitload of work to do on our end. Stockton I’m guessing wasn’t a font of information?” Lo looked at Ty and Lyon, neither of which was looking too guilty.

“And this shit is in Georgia you say? I guess I could pack up the wife and kids for a little road trip. Just a heads-up, I’m giving you all one week to come up with some kinda plan or I’m heading to the desert. Law give these boys my number, I gotta go.” He walked away with his boys and the Travis dude like he hadn’t just done whatever the fuck it was that I was pretty sure he’d done.

“Would he really go after the Porters?” Logan asked me, and Creed as we watched Lyon and his crew head out in the dead of night.

“He’s already halfway there brother. If we don’t want him to handle this shit his way we’d better get the fuck on our game and quick. We still got those kids to find.” Creed said pretty much what I was thinking. Fucking Lyon.

Cord, who was the only one not to join us on the raid, joined us now. Apparently he had stayed back to keep watch over the women, for which I was grateful. It was going to be a long time before I felt comfortable leaving her alone unless I had eyes on her. I felt violated and exposed. Someone in our government had fucked us.

“You get anything out of him?” He asked his brothers in arms, who pretty much shook their heads no. He was asking about Stockton who was the only lead we’d had that could tell us anything about the operation we’d stumbled on. According to Lyon and Ty, he hadn’t given them anything we hadn’t already pieced together ourselves before one or the other of them had ended him.

“Then we’ve got work.” He turned and headed back the way he’d come. That was one pissed off SEAL.

Chapter 8

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Colt had given us a week, but in the last few weeks we’d been able to talk him down. He only gave in I know because we’d convinced him that we needed to save the other girls. The SEALs and Creed had headed back to their places as well as the others who’d come in to lend a hand. Now I was just waiting for word from Lo to see where we were.

I jolted awake when she moved and jumped out of the other side of the bed to follow her into the bathroom. It had become our morning ritual. Her puking, me holding her hair back and soothing her.

I cleaned her up and put her back into bed before heading to the kitchen to get her tea going. I placed a few crackers on a plate and waited for the water to boil. Once everything was ready I went back to her. It was the same shit different day. She went from green to bright pink full of health and ready to fuck my shit up with whatever she and her girls came up with.

“We have to find you a doctor.” With everything that was going on I didn’t feel comfortable taking her out and about, but I knew she needed prenatal care. I took the cup from her hand and placed it on the bedside table.

She’d taken to sleeping in my shirts at night so it was no trouble lifting it out of the way and fitting myself between her spread thighs. “Knowing my kid’s in there makes me horny as fuck.” I slid my already hard cock inside her and started to ride.

Her pussy was hotter these days. Like her internal thermostat had gone up a few notches. “This doesn’t hurt you does it?” I’d asked her the same thing every morning since we found out she was pregnant, because every morning as soon as she was done being sick I was fucking her hard. She shook her head as usual and I pulled out and kissed her flat tummy where my kid slept.

“Turn around but don’t get on your hands and knees.” She rolled over and crooked one leg leaving the other straight, getting into position for me to take her from behind. I slid my cock back home and kept my weight off her back. She was much tighter this way. Tight hot and sweet.



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