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Chapter 7 – She’s Hogging All the Girls

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Lola

I was touching up my lipstick when movement on the little monitor in the corner of the dressing room caught my attention.

The Devil’s Den was packed, but that wasn’t surprising. Between the Sons of Doom, Black Daggers, Iron

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  • Claimed By The Biker King   Chapter 7 – She’s Hogging All the Girls

    LolaI was touching up my lipstick when movement on the little monitor in the corner of the dressing room caught my attention.The Devil’s Den was packed, but that wasn’t surprising. Between the Sons of Doom, Black Daggers, Iron Saints, and Steel Reapers, there were enough bikers downstairs to keep every bartender and dancer busy for the rest of the night. Half of them looked like they had recently lost arguments with fists, bullets, or both, but apparently surviving a war gave men a hell of an appetite for alcohol and naked women.Then I spotted Sable. “Well, there

  • Claimed By The Biker King   Chapter 6 – Since You Won’t Let Me Dance

    Sable“Oh, fuck.”Marcus said it just as Big Marge finished counting the last of the five hundred dollars into singles. Jarek followed Marcus’s gaze from the stack of bills to me, then toward the stage where I had been watching one of the dancers.Understanding hit his face immediately.“Seriously?”I smiled. “What?”&ldq

  • Claimed By The Biker King   Chapter 5 – First Round’s on the House

    SableBy the time we made it back to the Devil’s Den, the place looked less like a strip club and more like a biker triage center with alcohol.Men from four different clubs spilled through the doors in various stages of filthy, bruised, bleeding, and obnoxiously proud of themselves. Anybody who needed an actual hospital had already been sent, while the rest were being patched up wherever someone could find an empty chair and enough room to work. First-aid kits covered two tables near the back, and one of the Sons of Doom prospects was walking around with an armful of ice packs while telling everyone who complained that they were lucky he wasn’t

  • Claimed By The Biker King   Chapter 4 – You Fucked Up, King

    Sable“Thank you, baby.” Marcus had barely finished telling Jarek we could continue our argument at home before I turned toward him with what I thought was a perfectly reasonable amount of appreciation.He immediately pointed at me. “Oh, no. No, no, no. Don’t get it twisted, Baby Doll. You’re still in trouble.”I stared at him. “For what? I didn’t ask that asshole to put a gun to my head.”“No, but you did insist on riding into the middle of a goddamn

  • Claimed By The Biker King   Chapter 3 – I Told You to Stay

    JarekThe Iron Jackal in front of me swung hard enough that I felt the air move past my face when I ducked.I drove my fist into his ribs before he could recover, followed it with another shot to his jaw, then shoved him backward into the side of a rusted shipping container. Metal rattled behind him as he bounced off it and came at me again, either too pissed off or too stupid to realize he was already losing.Probably both.The freight yard had dissolved into complete fucking chaos around us. Gunfire still cracked from somewhere beyond the trailers, but most of the men near me had gotten too tangled together to risk shooting without hitting one of their own. Sons of Doom, Daggers, Saints, and Reapers had the Jackals boxed in from damn near every direction, but the bastards were fighting like men who knew retreat was getting harder by the second.I blocked another punch and buried my knee in the Jackal’s stomach.He folded forward.I grabbed the back of his cut and slammed his face i

  • Claimed By The Biker King   Chapter 2 - Pretty and Delicate

    SableI raised my hands slowly, keeping my fingers spread where the asshole behind me could see them while my heart hammered hard enough to make every pulse beat against my throat.The barrel stayed pressed against the back of my head.“That’s a good girl.” I almost rolled my eyes, which probably wasn’t the smartest instinct to have with a loaded gun against my skull, but apparently near-death experiences hadn’t done much to improve my tolerance for condescending assholes.The Jackal beneath me grinned through the blood covering his mouth, clearly enjoying the sudden reversal in his luck. Thirty seconds ago, I’d been beating his face into the pavement. Now he looked like he thought his friend had rescued him.He hadn’t.He’d just complicated things.“Get off him.”I shifted my weight carefully and rose, keeping both hands above my shoulders. The barrel followed me, sliding from the back of my skull to just above my neck as I stood. He was close enough that I could feel the heat comin

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