All Chapters of Claimed By The Biker King: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

 SableBy the fourth day of listening to contractors stomp around upstairs, I had become convinced that construction workers existed solely on energy drinks, profanity, and the occasional shouted threat involving tape measures.By the fifth day, even Jarek had reached the end of his patience.Which was saying something, because the man had somehow spent the better part of a week supervising the entire project like he was personally responsible for the laws of physics. Half the contractors looked vaguely terrified of him. The other half seemed weirdly proud every time he grunted approval at something.Marcus thought it was hilarious.I thought it was adorable.Jarek thought we were both insane.And now, after days of dust, noise, and enough sawdust to build another clubhouse, the contractors were finally gone.“Baby girl.”I looked up from the couch.Jarek stood in the door

 SableThe whole thing started because Marcus had apparently decided the three of us needed to become responsible adults.Personally, I blamed the internet.Specifically, the article he’d found at two in the morning while I was trying to sleep.“Baby doll.”“Mmm?”“When’s the last time you had a physical?”I cracked one eye open.“What kind of physical?”“The normal kind.”“There’s a normal kind?”Marcus had gone disturbingly still.“Sable.”That tone immediately made me suspicious.“What?”“When’s the last time you went to a doctor, had a pelvic exam and all that woman stuff?”I stared at him.He stared at me.Jarek looked up from his phone.“What?”Marcus looked genuinely

 MarcusEventually, the awkwardness turned into curiosity.That was my favorite part. Watching her go from embarrassed to interested, from blushing at shelves to reaching for things herself. Not because of what we were buying, but because every small choice was hers. No pressure. No rush. No one deciding for her. Just Sable, standing in the middle of a store full of possibilities, realizing she was allowed to want things out loud.I picked up a flogger from one display, not one of the heavy ones, something soft enough to be playful but real enough to make her think. Her gaze dropped to it, then lifted to mine.“Really?”“Maybe,” I said. “Only if you’re curious.”She took it from me and ran the falls through her fingers, testing the weight, the texture, the idea of it. I could see her thinking through sensation instead of fear, which made my chest do somethin

 SableBy breakfast the next morning, Marcus had somehow become even more excited.Which I honestly hadn’t thought was possible.He practically vibrated through coffee while Jarek cooked eggs like a man preparing soldiers for battle instead of making breakfast. Neither one of them had touched me all night beyond cuddling and sleepy kisses, and while part of me had pouted about it, the other part of me had realized exactly what they were doing.They wanted me rested.Which meant they were taking this seriously.Apparently, much more seriously than I had expected.“Okay,” Marcus announced after breakfast, clapping his hands together. “Rules meeting.”I blinked.“Rules meeting?”“Absolutely.”Jarek nodded.“Sit down, baby girl.”That should have concerned me. Instead, I found myself smiling as I curled

 SableI was still laughing when they dragged me upstairs.Not nervous laughter. Not the kind that came from fear. This was the bright, reckless kind that only happened when I knew I was safe and about to get exactly what I’d asked for. My wrists were still a little sore from the silk in the best way, and my body was buzzing from the chase, from outsmarting them, from the way Jarek’s eyes must have gone dark the second he realized I’d doubled back to the cabin.Marcus dropped me onto the bed like I weighed nothing. Jarek was right behind him, already pulling the long strips of red silk from the bag.I grinned up at them, breathless. “You’re both really mad about the hostage thing, huh?”Marcus crawled over me, caging me in with his arms. “You pointed a knife at my throat, baby doll.”Jarek tied my wrists to the headboard with quick, efficient movements.