Unlawful Seizure (Filthy Florida Alphas #1) Read Online Jordan Marie

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, BDSM, Biker, Dark, Erotic, Insta-Love, Mafia, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Filthy Florida Alphas Series by Jordan Marie
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
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His words vibrate through me, and I don’t respond, because if I did the only thing that would come out would be a happy sigh of a girl whose brain is mush over a man.

“When did you start tattooing?” I ask as I get lost in the feel of his hands on me. My eyes are closed, and I can’t ever remember being this happy.

“I thought you’ve read all about me?” He asks, not bothering to look up.

“I want to hear things from you, Max.”

“My uncle had an old army buddy, Spandex Pete.”

“Spandex Pete?” I ask, because this definitely wasn’t in his file.

“Crazy as hell, I think Raymond was saner. He wore these bright colored, spandex pants all of the time. Strangest fucking colors I’ve ever seen, we’re talking purple, hot pink, yellow, lime green…he’d hurt your eyes to look at him sometimes.”

“Wow.”

“Mm…hmm… But as crazy as he was, he could do magic with a tattoo gun. He gave me my first tattoo.”

“Which one?”

“The eagle. He said my spirit animal was the eagle. I had no idea what the hell that shit meant, still don’t. But the eagle was fucking cool. So I agreed with him.”

Max has an eagle covering his back shoulder. The eagle is flying, soaring really and the intricate work on the wings alone is something that I always find my fingers tracing over when we’re in bed together.

“I can see that.”

“What?” he asks, still intent on my hip, and I wish I could see what he’s doing.

“The eagle. It’s brave, bold, kind of a loner but fiercely protective, loyal…”

“Tess,” he warns.

“Plus it has a really big….”

He looks up at me with a cross between disbelief and amusement on his face. “Do not tell me you know the size of an eagle’s dick, Kitten.”

“I was going to say wing span, Mad Max,” I joke.

He laughs, shakes his head and goes back to work. I close my eyes and let him. Mission accomplished. I made Max laugh.

“Well?” I ask her.

Tess is looking in the mirror that’s hanging on the back of the bathroom door in our room. She’s staring at the tattoo I put on her hip. I’m nervous. Fuck, I don’t do nerves. This is the first time a tattoo has really mattered to me. I want Tess to like it, and the fact that I’m sweating it out makes me feel like my balls are in a fucking clamp. Hell, next thing she’ll be leading me around by my dick and patting me on the head saying, good boy.

“Max…”

“You’ll wear it and like it. Too fucking late now,” I tell her, turning away to pack my tools up. It doesn’t matter if she likes it or not. It’s me; I’m on her now and by God it’s just the first time too. I’ll have my name all over that fucking body before I’m done.

“Will you shut up? You’re ruining my moment.”

“Your moment?”

“Yes, I have a kickass tattoo on my hip. It’s a tattoo made by my man, and I like seeing his name on my body. So, I’m looking in the mirror, enjoying the way it looks and the way it makes me feel, and you’re ruining it with your grizzly bear, alpha male, growly shit,” she huffs.

I slide my arms around her and pull her into me. I kiss her forehead and tuck her head under my neck. “How does it make you feel?” I ask, closing my eyes and enjoying the feel of her in my arms.

“Sexy.”

“Kitten, you are always sexy.”

“It’s an eagle’s wing,” she whispers, and I can be completely stupid about most things, but I hear the happiness in her words.

“Yeah,” I tell her, my voice suddenly tight.

“Why is your name woven in an eagle’s wing, Max?” she asks.

I think about not telling her. I don’t have the greatest of luck with women. I wouldn’t give you a damn penny for the women that have walked in and out of my life. Marcum is right though. Tess is different. There’s not a woman I’ve ever met who would go through the fires of hell like she has, and all for a fucker like me. I’ve given her nothing unless you count orgasms. Still, here she is; proud to wear my name on that fucking delicious skin of hers. Here she is; still willing to go away with me, even with all the shit that has happened in the last few days. Fuck. Who am I kidding? I kidnapped her. I held her hostage and forced her to go with me since day one, and she’s still here. I may not understand what is between Tess and myself, but I do know it’s something worth embracing. It’s worth sticking your neck out for. So I give it to her.

“An eagle can’t fly without its wing, Tess.”



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