Page 62 of Lore
Bone smirks, and Skull turns his face away so I can’t see his expression. “That’s a private question, sweetheart.”
I roll my eyes. “That’s a yes! No wonder she’s acting so crazy… you probably fucked her so hard it messed with her brain.”
They both start laughing, Bones bending over at the waist. I check out the only tattoo that I know they both have—the big serpent that matches the club insignia on his back.
It’s a nicely muscled back.
“No woman stands a chance around here,” I mutter under my breath.
Bones is still laughing, so I take his phone from him so I can continue to watch the show. Lu has now jumped over the counter and has the woman locked in some kind of chokehold. “I need her to teach me that.”
“You fucked with the wrong pastry chef!” I hear Lu tell her.
Skull’s shoulders start shaking with barely restrained laughter.
We soon see Haze run inside with War beside him. Haze grabs Lu, holding her in his arms and quietly saying something to her while War stands in front of the woman, crossing his muscular arms.
“You don’t fucking come back here again, you hear me?” he barks, his tone low and deathly.
“The twins?—”
“I said... you don’t come here again. You want to make enemies out of the Serpents of Chaos MC?”
She shakes her head. “No.”
He nods toward the door. “Then get the fuck out of here.”
We all share a look, the crisis of their dick drunk ex-hookup now over.
“Can I get that feed set up on my phone too?”
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“That car has been following us since we left the restaurant,” Angel says under his breath, glancing up in the rearview mirror.
The kids are both fast asleep in the back seat after a big day, and the car is filled with all the new clothes and toys they picked out. I knew taking them out today was a risk, but with Atiana safe at home, I knew we could all focus on keeping them out of Trent’s hands.
“Lose them,” I reply. They know they can’t get us when we’re in the clubhouse. With the gates, security, weapons, and manpower we have, they would have to be stupid. Not to mention the backup we could call in from other chapters. We have numbers, and we have skilled, well-trained men.
Angel makes a sharp right, and I glance back at the kids, my heart hammering in my chest. I send Patch a text and tell him to be ready to open the gates for us.
We make it back safely, thank fuck.
The kids wake up when I get them out of their car seats and inside the clubhouse. I don’t think Trent would do anything to hurt Dove, but you never know.
A desperate man is a dangerous one.
Atiana is playing pool with the twins, her cheeks flushed from the sun. Bone has no shirt on, just his cut, and Skull is staring down at her tattoo designs.
They were meant to make sure she was safe, not spend the whole fucking day with her. It hits me then that I’ve never actually outright asked her if she has any kinks or unfulfilled fantasies. I mean, I read her body, sounds, and expressions pretty well, but what if she’s always wanted to fuck twins or something?
Not going to fucking happen.
If she wants something like that, it will be with my cock and a vibrator.
“Why are you scowling?” she asks me, peppering kisses all over my face, just as the kids run in.
“Mama! Look what Dad bought me,” Rider calls out, showing off the new dragon toy he wanted. “And we went and saw sharks! And fish! And then we ate these really big burgers.”
