Salvation Kings MC

Ana Night


This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature audiences.

This book contains mentions of crime, death, and violence.

Juno doesn’t do relationships and he’s content with that, right until Rome walks through the front door of the tattoo shop Juno works at. Rome is a dangerous man to want, but Juno didn’t join the Salvation Kings because he was afraid to go after what he wants. He’s always looking for a new adventure and being with Rome seems to be the kind that’ll never end. But what starts as a physical relationship soon evolves into much more than Juno ever thought he’d want.

Rome D’Alessio is a made man, forever bound to the Cosa Nostra and his boss, Marco Serrano. Being a gay man in his world is not only dangerous but also very lonely. The latter changes when he meets Juno, a tattoo artist and patched member of the Salvation Kings Motorcycle Club, whom he can’t seem to take his eyes off. Juno makes him want things he’s long thought he couldn’t have.

When Serrano comes under attack, Rome is forced to seek help from Juno and the Kings, putting their relationship to the test. Can they weather the storm long enough to realize that all they want is each other?

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

A note from the author

About the Author

Also by Ana Night

Chapter One


THE BUZZING of his tattoo machine was loud in the otherwise quiet room. The girl whose wrist he was tattooing was biting her lip, her other hand clenched into a fist. He knew she needed a break but would never admit it out loud, so he lifted the needle off her skin and looked up to meet her blue eyes.

“Let’s take a break,” Juno said and took his foot off the pedal to stop the tattoo machine. “My hand’s cramping up.”

Scar looked at him with disbelief swirling in her baby blues. She knew he was lying but she took the out anyway.

“Okay,” she said, her voice low.

Juno smiled at her and dried off the small bit of blood and excess ink covering her wrist. He pulled off his gloves and threw them into the trashcan. When he turned back to Scar, she was watching him with a wry smile.

“How’s Janice?” Scar asked.

Juno cocked a brow at her. “Who?”

Scar snorted out a laugh, shaking her head at him.

“You’re so bad.”

Juno shrugged. So what if he didn’t remember the names of his one-night stands? That’s why they were one-night stands in the first place.

“I just tattooed your name on the back of her shoulder,” Scar said.

“Well, if she wants my name on her skin, who am I to stop her?”

Honestly, women like her did nothing for him. He’d had women fighting over him and he really couldn’t care less. He liked the chase. Liked that excitement it brought. He’d had one too many falling at his feet to get excited about it.

They heard rustling from the hallway through the open door and then Bones’ voice.

“Hey, you dressed?”

Juno laughed while Scar rolled her eyes.

“It’s a wrist tattoo, dumbass,” she said.

Bones stuck his head inside. “Yeah, but you’re with Juno.”

Scar and Juno shared a horrified look and Scar blurted out, “Ew.”

Scar flipped off Bones and said, “Gross, man. Never. That’d never happen.”

Juno mock gasped. “Hey, don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.”

“Again, ew,” Scar said while pulling a face.

“You guys done for the night, then?” Bones asked.

Before Scar could say anything, Juno nodded. “Yeah. We can finish up tomorrow.”

Scar didn’t protest so he figured he’d made the right call. He let Scar deal with her tattoo aftercare herself because he knew she wouldn’t want him to help with it. He cleaned up his station before meeting the others in the front of the shop. Emery, Bones’ old lady was there, talking to Scar while Bones was watching them and looking all kinds of lovestruck.

“Em,” Juno said, a wide smile on his lips.

Emery glanced up at him and when he opened his arms to hug her, she stepped back, pointing a finger at him.

“No. I know exactly where you’ve been,” she said.

“Awe, babe. But I showered and everything,” Juno quipped. “Besides, I ain’t hugging you with my dick.”

That earned him a slap to the back of his head. From Scar. Who then also gave him her best mom glare. He ignored her and swept in to wrap his arms around a protesting Emery. She didn’t fight him too much, so he knew she wasn’t really hating it. She could’ve easily beat his ass. She was Saint’s sister after all. She’d grown up with Saint and Joker so pretty much anything they could do, she was better at.

He put Emery back on her feet and jumped back when she playfully swiped at him.

“So, are we going to the clubhouse? I hear there’s gonna be a party. Lots of booze. Lots of girls,” Juno said and arched a brow at Scar with that last part.

Scar shook her head and said, “I’ll leave the girls to you tonight.”

“Awe, c’mon Scar. Don’t let me have all the fun alone.”

“Babe,” Scar said on a sigh. “You’re just gonna split the second you find someone to fuck, anyway.”

Juno snorted out a laugh. She wasn’t wrong. Not that she was any better. It was why they were such good friends.

He turned to Bones and Emery and asked, “What about you two?”

Bones was shaking his head before he’d even finished the sentence.

“Nope. No, thanks,” Bones said and

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