All Chapters of Ryder - Claimed by the MC President: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I spend the next few hours cleaning the house from top to bottom to take my mind of Harlee. By the time Mya arrives, I’m shattered. I pour two glasses of Prosecco and pass one across the breakfast bar to Mya. “So, Finn rang to ask if Harlee’s allergic to fish, because he tried to give her some, and Harlee told him she couldn’t eat it. I mean how does he not know that she’s allergic to it?” I ask angrily. “It’s not like I haven’t drummed it into him. And you know what he said? That kids are too finicky these days and they must eat it to build a tolerance up. I almost had a fit I was so mad. I mean, why the hell does he think I put her epi-pen in her bag?” I groan, “I hate sending her to him.” “It’s a good job you’ve taught Harlee well, and that she recognises what she can and can’t have. Honestly, I don’t know what you ever saw in the creep.” Mya shudders for added effect. “Excuse me, I believe it was you that said he was fit and that I should go over and talk to him!” I remind he

Strangely, I don’t feel scared, in fact, I actually feel turned on. But before I can examine my thoughts on that, I feel his hot breath on my neck and he murmurs, “You come across as uptight, but you aren’t. You have the same needs as every woman, you just don’t know how to ask for it. If you want to fuck me, you have to ask me straight.” The low voice rumbles in my ear. Instead of fear or outrage swallowing me, I feel a shiver of pleasure. “Your body gave me all the right signals. The lip chewing, the hair fiddling, the legs pressing together to ease the throbbing.” I inhale sharply. “I didn’t mean…” I trail off when he presses his lips against my neck and runs little kisses against the sensitive skin there. I press my hands to the wall and close my eyes, enjoying the way his hard body feels against my back. “Don’t insult me by saying I imagined it,” he growls, nipping my skin and causing sparks to ignite right down to my toes. His hands run down my arms and then trail under my ves

I take deep breaths to calm myself, blinking fast so that angry tears don’t spill down my cheeks. I continue to pace back and forth after the call, keeping my hands on my hips and my head hung low. I’m so tired of his threats but he’s a lawyer and he knows all the right things to say to make me comply. “Is that lover boy checking up on you?” Ryders rumbling voice startles me and I spin to look at him, my face flushing slightly when our eyes connect. I assumed he’d left. “No,” I reply bluntly, my guard back up in place. “I’m assuming you want to keep it on the downlow if you’ve just cheated. I’d also appreciate it if you didn’t tell my brother, he’ll get all stupid about it.” I inhale an angry breath, what is it with men treating me like crap just lately? “Firstly, I’ve never cheated on anyone in my life. That was my very first and very final one-night stand. Secondly, I don’t have a clue who the hell your brother is, so I won’t be telling him nor anyone else for that matter, I’m

“Arsehole,” mutters Griff. “How do you know him exactly?” I ask, reeling from the fact that Griffin had just confirmed that Ryder was his actual blood brother. “He’s the most dishonest lawyer I’ve ever met and trust me I’ve met a few. Screwed my brother over and got him sent down for something he didn’t do. Ryder’s gonna make his life a misery.” “Starting with me?” I ask, wondering if that was the reason Ryder slept with me last night. All the pieces begin slotting into place.  

“How the hell dare you…” she begins, her face full of rage. I grip her chin between my finger and thumb roughly, and I kiss her. It stops her ranting instantly, and I pull back giving a satisfied smile. “I can’t get you off my fucking mind,” I whisper against her lips. “I need to be inside you.” I slam my mouth over hers again, and this time, she wraps her arms around my neck. I release myself from my jeans, that’re practically choking my erection. I take a condom from my pocket without breaking our kiss, rip it open and pull it down over my cock. I inch up her flowing cotton dress and move her underwear to one side, lining myself at her entrance. I don’t have the patience to wait, the second her wetness touches me, I push into her, taking her by surprise. She grips my biceps, holding on tight as I thrust hard, each time trying to get deeper. I groan, pushing my face into her neck. She feels like heaven and I can’t control the urge to come. “I gotta change position,” I whisper. “Or