Page 152 of Darling Psycho

Reno stood at Axel’s side, snickered. Only a few years back, Lawless got the sex eyes from that one in a bar. He didn’t take the Diablo up on his silent offer because Lawless hadn’t been so desperate for a fuck that he’d fuck a Diablo Disciples.

The Butcher was hooked to Axel’s princess daughter, and that was Tad’s business if he wanted to climb into bed with a rival club. Still, Lawless would rather sit across a dinner table from his dear bitch of a mother before he slipped beneath the sheets with another biker.

“Thanks for coming, Lawless. Ignore the hanging piece of piss. He annoyed Ruin, and this giant fuck took offense.”

“That’s all it takes to get hung up?”

“Sometimes,” Reno answered for his mirror-image twin. Ruin wasn’t a talker, and Lawless liked that in a person. He wished everyone spewed less from the mouth.

“As you know,” Axel started, shifting his thick bulk from foot to foot to stave off the cold, rubbing his hands together. “We broke ties with Ruiz a while back.”

“Hard to stay pals with a guy who tries to blow you up.”

“We heard rumors you’re getting rid of him.”

“Listening to gossiping hens, Axel? Didn’t know that was your style.” Bored, Lawless didn’t give shit away unless he wanted people to know. Rider played the diplomat with all the rival clubs. Lawless would use a cheese grater on his skin before being friendly with anyone.

The other prez’s jaw ticked. “I have a daughter. And what Ruiz is doing makes him a sick fuck. Our clubs haven’t always rubbed each other the right way, but we’re aligned on this, you dig? Whatever you’re doing, I wanted you to know we’re here to help. We could pool resources.”

“I don’t need help.”

“It’s offered, anyway.”

Lawless wouldn’t take Axel up on his offer, but they could do something. “If you wanna stick it to Ruiz, keep fucking with him like you are.” When Axel’s brow shot up, Lawless smirked. “We all have gossiping hens who talk too much. Heard you’ve been setting fires. Especially this one.” He nodded toward Reno, who chuckled.

“The Mexican likes structure. He plans his life down to the letter, so anything you do to fuck with that is only going to irritate him.”

“Sounds good to me,” smirked Reno, who locked eyes with his twin brother and appeared to be having a silent conversation with him when they nodded.

“If we’re done here,” Lawless said, “I’m freezing my balls off.” Then, he turned to Ruin, “if it were me, I’d slice into his groin. The pain will wake him up. If you have a BBQ lighter, those are useful to run over the surface of the skin.”

A grunt. And then. “Yeah, thanks.”

Wow, words from the big silent bastard. No wonder it was shitting snow from the sky like it would never stop.

Lawless arrived back at the cabin sometime later. Shrugging off the long coat, he tossed it over the newel post and stood in the entryway to the living room, watching Angela play with the cat on the floor, sending the ginger animal into a frenzy chasing a laser pen all over the place.

She was so fucking lovely. She made his mouth dry, and his chest hurt.

The second she spotted him lurking and watching her, as always, she flashed him a dick-aching smile and went up on her knees.

There was a distinct sheen of a devil in the depths of her angelic eyes.

Who else could control a monster if she wasn’t a touch terrible, too?

“Did you get your clandestine meeting over with, batman?” little brat. He half-smiled and jutted his chin. “Come here.”

Though she sighed and tried to look perturbed, she was on her toes before he’d finished speaking, and his mouth was now wet with want as he slaked his tongue against his lower lip. “You know, if you want a kiss, you can come to me, Penn. Lazy bikers don’t get kisses.”

She’d only used his name a handful of times, testing it on her tongue. He still hated it. That wasn’t who he was anymore, but Lawless didn’t mind it so much when she used it.

Grabbing her by the waist when she was in touching distance, he hauled Angela into his arms until she wrapped her legs around him like a present.

“I like you coming to me because I watch your braless tits bounce and the curl of your hips swaying. And I know the second I get my grubby hands all over you, I’ll feel how soft your spine is at the bottom to let me know you want me.”

“Oh,” she breathed, turning a shade darker.

She was so odd, he never knew what would set her off with those dreamy looks she fired his way. Lawless didn’t realize he’d said anything she liked until her lips were all over his face.

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