Betrayed (Soldiers of Darkness MC Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

down, and I feel him push one final time, one last spasm emptying him completely and he falls forward,   his breath on the back of my neck warm, his breathing heavy and rasping. And then he pulls out of me, leaving me totally empty and my body almost sags as its left feeling devoid.
    His arm circles my waist and he pulls me up against him, and I reach back and slide my fingers into his hair. We’ve both undergone a slight change in our appearances since we got married. I guess, be it a conscious decision or a sub-concious one, we needed to leave something of our old selves behind in order to be able to move on. I think that was definitely the case with me. So we both have shorter hair now; much shorter. Mine’s still longer on one side, cut almost asymmetrically with sweeping bangs that still fall over my face, but it’s cropped into my neck, giving me a much edgier look and exposing the tattoo of a phoenix Zeb gave me on my upper back, neck and shoulders. Something to mark my new beginning; my own personal rising from the ashes of a shattered life into a new, very different world. And Zeb, his hair’s shorter too, way shorter than he’d used to wear it, and his beard is now nothing more than heavy stubble but it shows more of his handsome face; makes him appear almost approachable.
    ‘I gotta go, princess,’ he murmurs into my neck as his hands stroke my hips. ‘But you come see me at the club, OK?’
    I nod and close my eyes as his lips brush over my skin, his hands clutching my hips a little tighter as he turns me around and cups my cheek, pushing my head back and kissing me deep and long until I’m nothing more than a limp rag doll in his arms. And then he lets go of me, throws me a smile that hits me at the knees, and walks out of the room, naked and beautiful and I love him. I do. I love him, but it’s a very different kind of love to what I’ve been used to. I need Zeb. He’s keeping me safe from – I don’t know. Myself?
    I turn to look in the mirror, running my fingers through my hair, leaning forward to look more closely at my tired face. And then I smile, and it chases that tiredness away, and I close my eyes and let myself feel those post-sex tingles that are still lingering.
    This isn’t where I thought I’d be. This life wasn’t one I even knew existed. But it’s my life now, and I’m about to start living it…
     
     
    Mack
     
    ‘You stalking me or something?’
    She leans over the bar and fixes me with a look that ain’t gonna work with me. ‘That new club you got opening tonight.’
    ‘What about it?’
    ‘You need girls, right?’
    ‘I got girls, darlin’. Don’t need no more.’
    ‘Yeah, you do. You always need girls. Places like yours, they always have a fast turnover of staff.’
    I eye her warily. ‘What’s your name, sweetheart?’ Might as well ask. I know she ain’t interested in me now, and that’s still a relief, but it seems like I ain’t gonna be able to get rid of her. She wants to hang around this place? Fine. She can hang around, my brothers are always on the look-out for another mama to play with.
    She smiles and reaches over the counter for the bottle of bourbon that’s sitting there, helping herself to a mouthful. Another one with balls, I gotta give her that. But if she’s gonna stick around here she’s gonna know there are rules, and she’s gonna stick to them. Unless I tell her otherwise. ‘Kit. My name’s Kit.’
    I raise an eyebrow and take the bottle from her, screwing the top on and placing it back under the counter. That was the last mouthful of my finest Kentucky bourbon she gonna be drinking without asking first. ‘Short for something?’
    She doesn’t reply, and I laugh quietly. I’m actually beginning to warm to her, but that’s probably because I know she ain’t interested in me which, once upon a time, I would’ve found an insult. But there’s something about this woman I like.
    ‘OK. You looking for work?’
    ‘Anything you