Bull Read online Penny Dee (Kings of Mayhem MC #6)

Categories Genre: Biker, Dark, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Kings of Mayhem MC Series by Penny Dee
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Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 113996 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
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Everyone was having a good time.

Me, I took the time to reflect.

A lot had happened in the last ten years.

Peace had settled in our world. And while a lot of our rivals had fallen, it had been a time of great prosperity for the Kings of Mayhem. There was more time for celebration. There was more time for family. And there was little need for the bloodletting of years prior.

The last ten years had also been the happiest of my life. My beautiful wife gave me two daughters and a son, and I can’t begin to explain the feeling. Once upon a time, I thought I was going to die alone. Now our home was filled with childhood activity, brother and sister fights, and so much fucking contentment I hated to think back to a time before them. My life had turned on its axis when I’d met Taylor, and it’d spun on its ass when I became a father, skyrocketing me into a strange and terrifying world. And I was so fucking grateful for all of it.

My family wasn’t the only one that grew. My nephews and niece had more children of their own, and Autumn and Maverick had the six kids he always wanted.

Old ladies came and went. Randy found marital happiness with the girl who replaced Taylor behind the bar, and now he and his wife ran the bar together. While Matlock made good on his promise and married Danni Deepthroat.

Red also found his other half when he took a baking class at the local cooking school. He fell crazy in love with a sweet girl called Amy who fell as equally crazy in love with him.

And Joker, our resident funny man, found serious happiness with our local librarian.

Tiffani disappeared from the clubhouse. Finally got tired of the non-committal cock sucking and deep dicking. She married some mechanic she met over in Humphrey, and moved away. Last I heard she was in Vegas working as a showgirl.

Vader and Roberta remarried after spending more and more time together with their kids, and realizing some old feelings never died. They even had another kid. A boy they named Anakin. And Hawke and Davey both decided having an old lady around wasn’t such a bad thing, and both took the plunge for a second time.

But with the good came the bad. We lost Griffin, Garrett Calley’s older brother, when he finally succumbed to his muscular dystrophy after a valiant fight. And a few years later, we lost our fire bug, Nitro, when one of his side jobs went wrong and he was caught in an explosion.

But the good far outweighed the bad.

It had been a good decade.

Hell, it had been a great decade.

Gimmel Martel died in prison, three months into a life sentence. Shivved by an inmate who didn’t appreciate his treatment of underage girls on the outside. The Feds had a field day pulling apart his tattered empire. Within the year of our encounter at the lake house, barely a scrap of his existence was left behind.

Jean-Paul didn’t live for much longer than his father. He was found dead in the prison laundry with severe head trauma only weeks later. Not surprisingly, no one saw anything, so no one was charged.

Seeking some space from the celebrations, I took a moment in my office. I sat down in my chair and looked around the room where so much had taken place over the years.

War had been waged in this room. But love had also conquered.

“I was wondering where you disappeared to,” came a soft, familiar voice.

I looked up to see my gorgeous wife standing in the doorway, looking every inch as delicious as the first day I’d laid my eyes on her. We had a good marriage. Hell, we had a hot marriage. I was obsessed with my queen. Every inch of her. And even after a decade, I found it hard to keep my hands off her.

“Just taking a moment, is all,” I said, looking around the office. “Things are changing so fast, aren’t they?”

“You’re not getting all sentimental on me, are you, Bull Western?”

I offered her a half smile. She was right. It seemed the older I got, the more nostalgic I became.

My wife gently closed the door behind her, locking it.

“You know, the first time you fucked me was in this very room,” she said, seductively moving toward me, her fingers slowly undoing the buttons of her blouse.

“How can I forget?” I raised an eyebrow. “You told me to fuck you on my desk.”

She chuckled. “How very straightforward of me.”

“It’s one of the things that made me like you so much.”

She smiled wickedly and let her blouse drop open, exposing a pair of perfect, naked breasts underneath. After ten years and three children, her body was softer and curvier, and still as sexy as fuck.



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