Kincaid – Cerberus MC Read Online Marie James

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
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I watch her, taking in every inch of her face. I notice it all. The cut on her lip. The heavy makeup she’s using as an attempt to hide something. Closer inspection tells me she’s not just the sadness I saw in her eyes; she’s broken. A tortured soul. My fucking Kryptonite.

I nearly lose my breath when she turns her eyes and focuses her attention on me. If my mom could see me now. A big, badass biker, former Marine getting lost in the blue eyes of a woman in a bar.

On the periphery of consciousness, I hear Wrench say something idiotic beside me; then feel him slap me on the back. The action snaps me back into the present. “Enough, Wrench,” I mumble to the fellow biker. The one who never keeps his fucking mouth shut. “Hey, darlin’.” I drawl at the siren standing in front of me.

Her cheeks flush, and I notice the incremental shift of her feet.

“Coors?” Her voice is more of a squeak this time.

She’s clearly affected by me as well. Something that for once makes me smile. I’m no stranger to women; they flock to me wherever I go. I’m not a narcissistic asshole who thinks he’s God’s gift to women; it’s just a fact. Women find me attractive. It has its benefits. Most are looking for a good time, a story to tell their friends later about how they hooked up with the president of an MC. I generally keep my extracurricular activities closer to home, in a setting I’m more easily able to control, but every once in a while I find something that’s hard to turn down. It seems tonight is one of those nights.

“Please,” I say with a seductive rasp.

She turns quickly and saunters away. My eyes follow the sway of her hips, and I can tell she’s not doing anything to purposefully entice me, but entice me she does. I clear my throat and adjust my crotch. A quick glance at Shadow lets me know I’ve not been as nonchalant about the encounter as I would’ve hoped. He leaves it alone.

Wrench on the other hand? He doesn’t know when to keep his mouth shut.

“I told you she was a hot piece of ass,” he sniffs and runs his arm under his nose. Disgusting. He waggles his eyebrows in the direction she went. “I’m gonna get me a piece of that before we leave Denver.”

“Are you blind you stupid fucker?” Shadow asks. “She clearly has her sights set on Kincaid.”

Wrench pulls his attention from the petite, curvy waitress getting our beers from the bar and looks at me. His face falls when I raise my eyebrow at him.

“That’s fucked up,” he grumbles crossing his arms over his chest like a petulant child.

I chuckle. It’s an unspoken rule that the president gets first pick. It’s not a card I pull very often. Usually, I’m not interested in anything Wrench would want, but this fine specimen is on my radar.

Shadow laughs softly and claps Wrench on the back. “Better luck next time, man.”

I tap my fingers on the table top and watch her. She continues to cut her eyes to a guy sitting alone along the far wall of the bar. He’s engrossed in the game on the TV, but the way she looks over at him bothers me. I can tell she’s concerned, either about him being there or seeing something he shouldn’t.

“When are we heading out?” Shadow asks diverting my attention momentarily.

I shrug. “Day after tomorrow maybe? I wanted to stick around for a bit, make sure Kaleb doesn’t need anything before we hit the road.” I narrow my eyes thinking about the whole situation we were called into and how everything doesn’t line up like it should.

“I know that look.” I turn my head toward Shadow. “You can’t stop thinking about the leak in the department.”

I grin, only because the waitress is making her way back to us. “That’s Denver PD’s problem unless they call us in to investigate, and I don’t see that happening anytime soon.”

I watch her eyes as she hands the guys their beer and look down to take my beer from her. My face falls when it lands on the gold band on her left ring finger. She leaves as soon as she arrived.

“She’s fucking married,” I say with bitterness in my voice.

Wrench claps his hands together and rubs them vigorously like he’s won the fucking lottery. He, unlike me, doesn’t have an issue with going after married women.

“No,” I say to him. “Leave her the fuck alone.”

“But you don’t do married women,” he seethes.

“Leave her the fuck alone. I mean it, Wrench.” He narrows his eyes at me but keeps his mouth shut. He knows he’s on thin ice and better not push his fucking luck.



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