No Man's Daughter: An MC Biker Romance (3 page)

Mickey was unexpectedly serious and Lydia felt the entire atmosphere shift.
She was kind of scared. He looked her straight in the eye. “Up until yesterday afternoon, I was a patent attorney. But now I’m a rancher. I bought a ranch about 30 miles outside of town.”

“But that my—” Lydia couldn’t finish. He did that a lot to her.

“I bought your ranch, Lydia. That’s what I came into town for.”

“So you’re from Billings?” Lydia heard her own voice tremble. He nodded. “You took me to bed without
telling me
?” Now she was shouting.

“Well technically I took you to the couch first. Eventually to bed,” he replied. Lydia tossed a pillow at him.

“It’s not for sale," Lydia retorted.

“It’s sold, missy,” he answered. He reached for her but she recoiled. He reached again in such a way she could not evade. “Now stop,” he ordered.

“I’ll rescind,” she said feebly.

“You removed that clause from the contract. Remember? There was some back and forth. I told your lawyer, tell her to be sure. And you were copied on that. Ring any bells? Back and forth,” he said. And then he was quiet. They both were. She could feel him hard against her thigh. “I shouldn’t have said back and forth,” he smiled.

She looked at him. He was such a beautiful man. And now he was her neighbor. “Can you do something about that so we can continue this conversation?” she asked coyly, teasing him with little grazes of her mouth.

“Yes ma’am,” he took her mouth in a consuming kiss. He possessed her, sweeping her mouth, tasting her as he spread her knees with his. In a move he was inside of her. Lydia arched; the feel of him was so delicious. Joining with him felt like Eternity, like everything from all of time designed her to be with him. Just the slightest contact and she was revved towards time-old culmination. He drove into her and with a few short thrusts, her flesh was tremoring around him. Lydia mewled as he pistoned into her, shepherding her up that carnal climb.

Mickey nuzzled in the crook of her neck, murmuring hot, sexy, graphic encouragement that charged Lydia to no end. He pinned her, made her take their sexual heat at he chased his own pleasure after hers. Just as he was about to peak and she was coming back to earth, she sweetly antagonized him with her counter motion, pushing her hips up wantonly, purposefully, grinding him. Lydia swung a leg up on his shoulder, taking him as deeply as she could. Mickey’s eyes fluttered as he dove headlong into ecstasy. Lydia rocked and thrust, pleasuring him down the wave as he came. It was just about the most sensual, erotic experience in her life to share his orgasm.

Mickey crumpled once he was spent. Their morning was quiet and somewhat solemn. He wasn’t planning to be back for 30 more days. And there were no promises after that. He showered and dressed. Dean fed all the guys breakfast as Lydia and another waitress straightened up from the night before. Mickey was almost formal in his goodbye. Lydia was thrown by it.

But she was a big girl. These were the kinds of nights adults shared. It didn’t mean they were married. But now it was the apartment she couldn’t face. Which was a good thing, because it motivated her to start shopping for a house and move on.

Lydia moved on.

***

The smell of coffee filled Lydia new kitchen as she sat at the two-seater round. Summer was just about at peak. The sky was bright. All was right and Lydia was on the mend. On a rare day off, she enjoyed her new place. Except for the occasional delivery here, from the straggling final touches of her home furnishing, her place was finally situated. And so was she.

Fully charged from her coffee, Lydia wedged her feet into her running shoes, already tied. Instead of untying them and making it easy on herself, she struggled. Then the doorbell rang. She couldn’t remember what she had ordered but she hoped whatever it was, it was the last of it. The thrill of shopping for the house has worn off. Lydia hopped to the door, skimpy tank top and her powerful legs showcased beneath brief running shorts. “Yes?” she answered not paying much attention.

Mickey O’Halloran stopped and checked her out. “My God, you’re beautiful.” So was he, she thought as her heart was flooded with all kinds of chemistry for him. He was holding a bird cage and inside were two birds. “Not sure exactly what kind these were but I am told they are finches. So I’ve been studying them,” he said as he crossed the threshold uninvited. “Nice place,” he looked around. “How many rooms,” he set the birds down and shoved the door closed in one motion. He swept up Lydia in a passionate embrace.

“Five I think,” Lydia struggled to think.

“Oh five,” Mickey murmured as he hiked Lydia up around his hips. “That’s one of my favorite numbers."

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Abigail never thought almost dying would turn one's life upside down quite so much, but her recent near-death experience is showing her just that.
Pulled out of a house fire by her attractive but reclusive new werebear neighbor Ethan, Abigail Carter is determined to show her appreciation. But Ethan proves to be a reclusive hermit and he all but kicks her off his property when she tries to approach him.
 
Asking around, she discovers that Ethan's wife and children perished in a fire several years before and he blames himself. His self-imposed exile has cut himself off from the rest of the world and Abigail determines to change it.
 
Little by little she tries to reach out to him but by the time she realizes she's fallen head over heels it might be too late to re-think her strategy.
 
They say shifters only love once. Is Abigail brave enough to test this theory?

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Nolan Pierce isn't the type to sit back and take it easy
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After taking the heat for some of the clubs more violent activities, the boys of Satan’s Soldiers MC have pulled him off the street, putting him to work at one of the clubs fronts, a semi-legitimate car and bike shop. Nolan liked getting his hands dirty--just not with grease--and not being out with the boys doing the jobs that got his blood pumping was driving him crazy.
 
Kristina Evans is tired of being taken advantage of
.
Growing up in a small town, and being known as a pushover has gotten Kris into her fair share of trouble. Deciding to reinvent herself, she takes off on a road trip, making her way across the country while searching for her inner strength. When her car breaks down in a tiny town where the only garage is a seedy-looking place run by an especially surly biker, she decides to try out the “new Kris.”
 
One look at the girl-next-door throwing attitude in his shop, and Nolan decided to have some fun
.
Stuck in town for four days waiting for a part, Kris can’t get away from the dangerously sexy man who seems to follow her everywhere, and, taking “New Kris” for a spin, she decides to seduce him, and use someone else for a change. But when four days turns into a week, then two, and the sex is the best that Kris has ever had, the lines start to blur. If they can let go of the games, they just might find the one thing they've ever wanted.

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Maddox Robinson is about to have everything he’s ever wanted
.
He just secured the presidency of the Iron Angels MC, the respect and loyalty of the men he commands, and the woman that he’s always wanted. But when he finds that very woman in bed with another man, he begins to realize that what he thought he wanted and what he really needs may not be the same thing.
 
Aimee Wells is tired of being lied to
.
She’s still reeling from the discovery that she was adopted when her fiancée tells her he’s in love with someone else, and has been for years. Deciding enough is enough, she heads back to the only place she’s ever felt at home, the small biker town in Colorado where she lived with the man she thought was her father as a child.
 
Now, they both know what they want
.
When Maddox sets his eyes on the gorgeous woman he’s never seen before, he decides he has to have her. Aimee has never been affected by a man the way she is by Maddox, and when he offers her his body, she takes it on one condition:
 
As long as their affair lasts, they both need to be 100% honest with each other.
 
Maddox finds the woman, and the honesty, refreshing. But as they both start to fall, it becomes harder to tell the truth, especially to themselves. They’ll have to face their feelings if they want to keep each other forever, or risk losing it all.

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Lila Black was tired of being told what to do
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Growing up the golden girl of the Red Angels MC, a club known to be fierce and ruthless, Lila obeyed her father, the club president, all her life, even when it kept her from the things she wanted.
 
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Lucas Grant was good at following orders
.
He knew how to obey, and that made him valuable to the president of the Iron Sons MC. Didn’t matter what the job was, Lucas would get it done without objection or hesitation.
 
Things have gotten bad for the Iron Sons with a rival club trying to move in on their turf, so the president decides to make a statement by sending Lucas to find and bring back the daughter of the Red Angels' president. After finally tracking the girl down, Lucas makes his move and soon they’re both headed back to the Iron Sons.
 
Lila’s more of a challenge than Lucas ever expected
.
Something about the girl has Lucas hesitating when he never has before and he wants her more than he’s ever wanted a woman. Lila hates this man who overpowers her so easily, and hates him more for the way that, even after kidnapping her, her body still screams with longing for the beautiful man who handles her gently.
 
As the Iron Sons try to use Lila for their benefit, Lucas finds himself drawn further in until he’s breaking rules he’s never broken before. And Lila feels herself being pulled to Lucas, and isn’t sure how to break away, or if she even wants to anymore.
 

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