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Imperfectly (Dante's Nine MC) [Kindle Edition]
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Leo Bane, the VP of the Devil's Wraiths MC, has earned his reputation as an infamous killer and brutal force to be reckoned with.
At 6'7" he's a towering mountain of pure tattooed muscle, barely able to be contained in his leather cut.
Kelly Rodgers may be young, smart, and headstrong, but she's no match for a biker badass like Leo. She's never met anyone like him, he's the worst thing to happen to her and as much as she hates to admit it...she finds him irresistible.
When Kelly arrives to Las Vegas there's serious bad blood brewing between Dante's Nine and the Devil's Wraiths--tensions have been flaring ever since a brother of the Nine died in a suspicious accident and Leo is suspected for the murder. When her best friend Kassenia is kidnapped and held hostage by Leo and the Devil's Wraiths, Kelly finds her self thrust into the middle of a war.
Willing to do anything to get her friend back and ease the animosity between the clubs, Kelly becomes a sweetie in the Devil's Wraiths clubhouse, she'll go undercover and do whatever it takes to get the intel Dante's Nine needs to save Kassie.
When Kelly arrives to the Wraith's Nest, Leo immediately claims her for his own...if there's any hope of getting her best friend back, she'll have to obey his every demand. He makes it clear from the start that she's his property, and he has a big...really big...surprise for her.
This is a STANDALONE Contemporary Romance Novel - No Cliff Hanger - Second book in the Dante's Nine Motorcycle Club series - Content suitable for adults only, contains violence, and graphic sexual content.
70,000 words in length.
From the Author
A little teaser...
I bring my hands to his bearded face, reaching for his lips with mine. His mighty jaw opens my mouth to his, the taste of him like an elixir on my tongue. His own tongue drives into my mouth, deep and strong. I love feeling part of him inside of me--but it only makes me want to feel him absolutely everywhere.
All at once, I find myself spinning in the air as he flips me onto my stomach. I writhe against the bed as he slips off my panties, the final stitch of fabric that lingers between us. I arch my back, letting my firm ass rise to him. He runs his fingers down my spine, sending waves of goose bumps dancing across my bare skin. Those hands graze over the rise of my rear, teasing me. He's doing this on purpose.
"Touch me," I beg, looking at him over my shoulder, "Please, touch me."
His golden eyes blaze with wicked, dominating lust as he looks at me, on my hands and knees before him. Those long, dark tresses of his hang loose around his shoulders now. He looks like a warrior, a brutish beast who could snap me in two if he liked. But I know that's not what he'd like right this second...
"I'll touch you when and how I damn well please," he growls, letting me feel the thick, throbbing length of his desire, pressing between my legs.
Knowing just how hard, how ready he is to spear me on that staggering member of his has me wet as hell. And he knows it, too. He runs two sure fingers along the length of my slit, groaning with satisfaction to feel how much I want him.
"Ever been with a man like me before, babe?" he asks, resting those fingers against the aching nub of my sex.
"Never," I breathe. It's the only word I can manage to get out before the surges of pleasure, radiating from his touch, leave me wordless.
"Then you've never been with a real man," he growls in my ear, leaning over me.
He's relentless in his touch, and my knees give out beneath me. My cheek presses hard against the mattress as my mouth falls open in wonder. My entire body trembles as he bears down on my cl**. Finally, when I don't think I'll be able to take another moment, I come hard. He buries a hand in my hair as I cry out my pleasure. His fingers twist in my dark curls, and I feel that massive c*** poised against my body.
"I'll make a real woman out of you yet," he smiles devilishly, lowering himself onto me.
I bring my hands to his bearded face, reaching for his lips with mine. His mighty jaw opens my mouth to his, the taste of him like an elixir on my tongue. His own tongue drives into my mouth, deep and strong. I love feeling part of him inside of me--but it only makes me want to feel him absolutely everywhere.
All at once, I find myself spinning in the air as he flips me onto my stomach. I writhe against the bed as he slips off my panties, the final stitch of fabric that lingers between us. I arch my back, letting my firm ass rise to him. He runs his fingers down my spine, sending waves of goose bumps dancing across my bare skin. Those hands graze over the rise of my rear, teasing me. He's doing this on purpose.
"Touch me," I beg, looking at him over my shoulder, "Please, touch me."
His golden eyes blaze with wicked, dominating lust as he looks at me, on my hands and knees before him. Those long, dark tresses of his hang loose around his shoulders now. He looks like a warrior, a brutish beast who could snap me in two if he liked. But I know that's not what he'd like right this second...
"I'll touch you when and how I damn well please," he growls, letting me feel the thick, throbbing length of his desire, pressing between my legs.
Knowing just how hard, how ready he is to spear me on that staggering member of his has me wet as hell. And he knows it, too. He runs two sure fingers along the length of my slit, groaning with satisfaction to feel how much I want him.
"Ever been with a man like me before, babe?" he asks, resting those fingers against the aching nub of my sex.
"Never," I breathe. It's the only word I can manage to get out before the surges of pleasure, radiating from his touch, leave me wordless.
"Then you've never been with a real man," he growls in my ear, leaning over me.
He's relentless in his touch, and my knees give out beneath me. My cheek presses hard against the mattress as my mouth falls open in wonder. My entire body trembles as he bears down on my cl**. Finally, when I don't think I'll be able to take another moment, I come hard. He buries a hand in my hair as I cry out my pleasure. His fingers twist in my dark curls, and I feel that massive c*** poised against my body.
"I'll make a real woman out of you yet," he smiles devilishly, lowering himself onto me.
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