Sexy Bikers Novels & Stories

" __ Then two biker dudes approached them. They kept making remarks about how attractive they were and asking whether they would want to ride on the back of their bikes. Sunny politely said no. But Beth replied to the one guy, as she seemed attractive to him, saying, "I'll take a quick ride!" The guy was tall. He had dark, long brown hair and a beard. Sunny whispered in Beth's ear, "Don’t leave me at this bar for too long." Beth laughed and said, "It was your idea to come here!" Don't worry, it will be a quick ride. " __ Sunny followed Beth and the tall biker man outside. Beth jumped on the back of the motorcycle and put a helmet on. She waved at Sunny and shouted, "See you soon, sexy bitch!

I looked up, slowly pulling away from him. "What's going on with you? Can't you see we're at work? What if someone sees us and spreads rumors?" I asked him. He nodded, "Why didn't I think of that?" i expected him to behave but he just took my hand and dragged me to the main area where the boys are the bikers club hang out. They were already there discussing something when we arrived. They all stood up on seeing us and I felt embarrassed. "Good morning everyone. I'm here to clear a misunderstanding." Leo started, "As of today, this woman is mine. This means she is off limits to everyone and you'll all die if you dare covet her."

PRESENTLY... My biker Boy Fantasies, that was what everyone was calling it. Everywhere Elias went, people's gaze followed her. She was the hottest topic in school right now, and she's never felt more vulnerable in her life. People made fun of her as she walked by. They called her all sorts of names and a few stood out to her especially 'Pervy Nerd' 'Hardcore Hottie' 'Kaelen's number one fan' 'Miss XXX rated'

"It is everywhere. Simultaneous raids across seventeen states. Every major independent club. All being arrested for weapons trafficking, narcotics distribution, money laundering." Subject Seven moved to the window. "This is not coincidence. This is coordinated elimination. The boy is using federal law enforcement to dismantle every organization that could provide resistance." "Why bikers specifically?" Rebecca demanded. "Why target clubs?" "Because you are organized. Mobile. Independent of government oversight. You have communication networks that bypass standard surveillance. You have resources and loyalty structures that make you dangerous to centralized control." I pulled up my own phone.

Never in such a manner. We have enemies, yes, but only a fool would attack the clubhouse knowing that the club is filled with highly trained bikers, not only that, some members are former military and they know how to fight. But this feels and smells like a massacre. I jump out of my bike and Hera is already off of it. " What the hell?" She whispers and her words are enough to make my blood boil. I run forward, heading to the entrance of the clubhouse. The sight before me is enough to have me freeze.

My leather jacket felt too tight suddenly, constricting around my chest. I wanted to touch his hair badly, wanted to listen to him ramble all day long or watch him smile. He didn't know it, but I liked him a lot, and it was driving me crazy. We might be Alphas from different Packs, but we were all working for one person in the Bikers association, and we might take over from the old hag if we did our job right. But we were slacking lately, and folks from Summer West were the ones taking control.

he said, "that’s it bitch! let me know you feel it." He grabbed my ponytail and pulled my head back, his buddy held the front part of my head and began sliding his cock in and out of my mouth in long steady strokes. As soon as that began to happen, I felt the man behind me begin to fuck my butthole hard and fast. the pain and pressure was intense as I was now completely being dominated by these horny bikers. there was nothing I could do to stop them if I wanted to. But I didn't want to stop them, the pain was turning into pleasure and I was becoming very excited.

She opened her mouth to scream when the sound of motorcycle engines roared down the street. Six bikes appeared from around the corner moving fast. They weren't Vipers. The engines sounded different. More expensive. The bikes pulled up in a half circle around Maya and the three men and suddenly the air felt different. Heavier. The riders killed their engines and the silence that followed was worse than the noise. They climbed off their bikes and Maya saw their vests. Iron Wolves MC. She didn't know if that was better or worse than the Vipers. One of them walked forward and the others followed. He was tall with dark hair and the kind of face that probably got him anything he wanted. His leathe

Misogynist bikers could have my middle finger. They lowered their cigarettes, eyes narrowing at me. Ignoring them, I kicked out the Harley's stand and lifted my leg over the side. I'd reluctantly put on skinny-jeans instead of my preferred fishnets and miniskirt before leaving, but only because Merrick wouldn't let me on his bike while my "sexy legs" were at risk. I continued to ignore the other bikers as I filled the tank with gas. My nostrils flared at the scent of them, finally getting gutsy enough to come over. As they approached, I caught a whiff of them and realized who they were.

"Sedatives for both of you if needed. The empathy connection goes both ways—if you flood her, you'll feel it too." "Good point." I hadn't considered that. "Okay, medical support standing by. What else?" "Transportation." Cass taps the table. "We're not showing up in regular cars. We arrive on bikes, full pack colors, making a statement." "I like it." Ryder grins. "Show them we're not ashamed of who we are." "Wardrobes." Luna looks at me. "You need something that walks the line between formal pack Luna and badass biker queen. Elegant but dangerous."