Biker Boyfriend Novels & Stories

I shot a look at Monster, gauging his reaction to being called a lost puppy, but my eyes landed on Cyber who was smirking. “But I have no idea who that guy is.” He gave a chin jerk at Cyber who stiffened at my back. “He’s a…” I chewed on my lip. “An old friend.” “The way he is touching you doesn’t look like he's an old friend.” “That’s because I'm not.” Cybers bulk moved closer, curving his chest to my back, and the hand on my hip squeezed. “You have a boyfriend?” There was real outrage in my date’s voice. “You didn't mention anything about a boyfriend. I don’t want any trouble.”

All I can think about is getting my first ride, the thought alone makes me buzz with excitement. Kai returns to me with the first guy who had spoken. “Ava, this is Blake,” he says. I look at Blake, really taking in his face noe. Buzzcut, an ear piercing, and a flirty smile. Hot and a biker too? He’s definitely a bad boy, and probably a manwhore, just like Kai. Not even surprised. “Hi, Ava,” Blake says, that same flirtatious smile still plastered on his face.

And perhaps the sleek sports car I had seen in the garage belonged to one of them too as there was no way Ronan could own something like that, given his modest background. But as I pushed the door open, my world tilted on its axis. Ronan, my boyfriend and the love of my life, was driving himself in and out of a woman under him. Every motion and thrust was so intense and intimate, that I couldn’t move. My body froze as my chest tightened, watching in horror. The way they moved together left no room for doubt that this wasn’t the first time. The way he pounded into her, the way she clutched him and moaned, the wet, fitting sound of his body sliding against hers!

Valentina nodded, letting him lead her to a clear space near the fire. They swayed together, her cheek against his chest, his arms secure around her. The rightness of it overwhelmed her—not the desperate clinging of a drowning woman, but the steady certainty of two people who had found their way back to each other through time and pain and growth. “I bought a bike,” she murmured against his shirt. “Nothing fancy. Old Sportster from Sandy’s brother. Needs work.” Duke pulled back slightly to see her face. “Yeah? When were you going to tell me?”

“We’ll need the FBI on board. Wire everything. And we keep Hawk on ice until then, he might still be useful.” We walked back to his bike together. Before I climbed on, he held my face in both his palms. “I meant what I said earlier. When this is over, I’m marrying you. No more hiding. No more family bullshit standing in the way.” I smiled. “Good. Because I’m holding you to that, biker.” He kissed me once more, then we rode out into the night. Behind us, Vienna’s house grew smaller in the mirrors. One more ghost laid to rest.

And now, in a cruel twist of fate, I was shackled to the very monster who’d spent those ten years dreaming of my death. Matteo Cruz Valentino. The Biker Alpha. El Lobo. My mate. I clenched my jaw as the memory of that kiss burned behind my eyes. It had been fire and ice, chaos and control. He didn’t kiss me like someone fulfilling a bond. He kissed me like someone trying to punish me—with tongue, teeth, and fury. I could still feel his hands in my hair. Still taste the bitterness of his hate. And now I was supposed to what? Stand next to him while he pretended to claim me in some twisted mating ceremony?

-Don't tell me, you're just another crazy bitch for him who tries to sneak in to see him. -What?- I say confused. A slightly older man, with a biker look and a very long beard, walks out of the doors in front of me, letting the smell of cigar and beer pass with him. Then he comes out.- He's my boyfriend. -So.- Do you think that a girl like me looks like she's sneaking into a place like this because she's crazy about him?

Was that she would never find peace behind those bars. I was still lost in my own little world when a peck from Ryder brought me back to my senses. His lips felt electric on my skin. I just knew it… I wanted more of him. My hot biker boyfriend. I smiled, taking him in. His well carved face, a well built and hot body, abs in good shape they almost protruded from his shirt. Everything about him was just… perfect. Ryder was my type of guy. His eyes? Just breathtaking… He was the one.

Not when he had so much at stake. “What are you doing here anyway?” I smiled at him. “I can’t just drop by to see my boyfriend?” That made him smile. He leaned down to kiss me on the lips. “I missed you. I missed you so much! Did you see my finishing? That was because of you. You are still my good-luck charm. You should come to all the games.” Before I could reply, we were interrupted by the arrival of a horde of new bikers. They were led by Bones’ old crew, Drew and his girlfriend, Mandy.

Addison looked at me suspiciously " And as for Alex's cousin, I'm sure she's pretty, but I doubt she belongs to any biker club!” I ignored her comment about the sweets, deciding to tease her some more. " Oh my God, you want a biker girlfriend!” " Why is it that only you can have a boyfriend with a Harley and leather jackets? " she teased me while I made the request for the trip. " First of all, he's not my boyfriend, secondly, I have to admit that this is pretty cool.” It wasn't long before the waitress brought my bagels and we continued our trip in a pleasant mood.