Ride. Protect. Defend.
Anna Kloss grew up as a smart girl in the Sinister Knights Motorcycle Club, an above-the-law group of misfits that fights to safeguard the women of their town. Straddling both worlds, she's lived the last few years in a college dorm, losing herself in the promise of her future and trying to forget the lost love of her past.
As Vice President of the Sinister Knights, Ryker Beckett has proven his dedication and loyalty by sitting in a county jail cell for three years for saving one woman from a nightmarish assault. The woman. The only one who matters. Prez's young, innocent, and untouched daughter, Anna.
But now, Ryker is back, his sights set on reconnecting with the woman who occupied every minute of his thoughts while he was away. Anna's all grown up, but she’s still the only one he can't have, the only one he craves... Is she ready for this giant, rough-around-the-edges biker to protect and defend her forever?
Warning: Ryker is hard in all the right places—a tall, tattooed drink of water sitting on a powerful engine. He's got his mind on one woman only, and when he sees her again, he's determined to get her bred and on his bike for their sultry ride into the sunset.
*This Book can be read as a stand alone*
A bestselling series from a bestselling author duo.
“I told myself you had to move on. But goddamn it, Anna, if another man had laid hands on you… I’d find myself locked up all over again in a second.”
His words roller-coasted around my brain, my heart hammering with every single breath.
“But, Anna, there’s shit you don’t understand.”
My heart fell.
There was always shit I didn’t understand.
I understood it—club rules, Daddy had taught me very well—but that didn’t mean I liked it.
“I’m sick of the fucking rules, Ryker.” I ducked under his arm, turning the knob and slipping out the door before he could stop me.
I walked as fast as I could down the hall and cut around the corner. Just as I caught eyes with Piper, Ryker’s fingers wrapped around my elbow, and he pulled me against his body.
“Can’t stand the sight of you running away from me.” His words dripped like honey through my veins.
He pulled me a little tighter against him, the thick outline of his hard cock sliding against my ass cheeks. Part of me wanted to run right back to that bathroom and beg him to bend me over right now.
“Heaven help me,” I murmured under my breath.
Ryker locked my other elbow behind me, arching my back and digging his cock into the crack of my ass. “What was that, sweet girl?”
Oh Jesus, he’d said it.
He used the nickname he’d been calling me since the first day we’d met.
Sweet girl.
The way his gravelly voice curled around the two words made my panties instantly wet.
“You drive me crazy,” I huffed, trying to yank away.
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