despise; Cannon. Who has wanted, and repeatedly tried, to get into my pants. Without my consent I might add. And he now thinks I belong to him. So, I did the only thing I could and ran to my friend Mayven. Because I don’t have anywhere else to go. And I hated doing it because I don’t want to pull others into the havoc of my life.

Yet, when Colt offered his help–even if I didn’t know what he had in mind–I grabbed the chance with both hands. The whole “back to the wall, no choice, the hell with everything, I don’t have anything left to live for,” state of mind.

But I sure as hell didn’t think I’d end up gagged and bound to his bed. Nor did I expect for him to finally make good on his promise and give me a mind-blowing orgasm. In the time I’ve known him he’s done nothing but aggravate me. Pushing all my buttons just to get a rise out of me.

And for the first time, he’s pushed the right button; lighting my body up with pleasure I have never experienced. Dammit. Why can’t I have a normal guy? Or a normal fucking life? Hell, I’ll even settle for a normal day with all this insanity hitting me from every angle.

The air rushes from my lungs when I’m pulled up into a sitting position. Colt cups my face as my eyes lock on his.

“There you are,” he murmurs.

My cheeks heat due to shame. “Sorry. My mind thought it was funny to give me a short recap. It won’t happen again.”

I push my emotions back and lean in to catch his lips. The kiss he gave earlier swooped me away and made the world stop spinning for just a fragment of time. I need it. Hell, one taste and I’m not ashamed to admit to myself that I’m already addicted to this man.

He keeps my head in place, depriving me of a kiss as his eyes narrow. “What recap?”

Yeah, not going there. Time to shift topics. I rip my head from his hands and jump off the bed. “What’s your brilliant plan, Colt? Keep me here locked up? Is that what you had in mind when you said ‘Get in May’s car, drive for a few miles and wait for me if you want to change your life?’ Because becoming your personal sex slave wasn’t the change in my life I had in mind. I already had that in my future, remember? Does the name Cannon ring a bell?”

He’s in my face with my next breath rumbling, “Answer my fucking question, Kadence.”

“I don’t see why that’s any of your fucking concern, asshole,” I shoot back and place my fists on my hips.

His eyes hold an edge of darkness but instead of being hesitant at his dominating appearance, it draws me in. I’ve never been interested in any bikers due to being surrounded by them all my life, even if my father always protected me. But Colt is in a different league all on his own.

For one he’s older than many of the guys of the MC my brother now runs. And Colt isn’t very chatty or flirtatious either. If anything, he’s grumpy, standoffish, and most definitely a loner. But damn, he’s sexy. Dark hair always pulled into a bun at the back of his head. The sides are a salt and pepper mixture to show a hint of his age while his body is a solid youth of muscled strength.

His hand slides around my neck and he pushes me until my back hits the wall of the bunker. Leaning forward his lips brush my ear as his hot breath scorches my skin when he says, “If you want me to tell you what I have planned for the change in your life, you will spill your thoughts. If there’s anything I despise it’s lying and withholding information. And with the shit you withheld when you got here, I’d say you know this little fact by now.”

I let my head slightly fall to the left as I close my eyes. The painful reminder of the shit I withheld–as he so kindly puts it–is the very reason why we’re standing here right now. “Cannon tried more than once to crawl on top of me to fuck, okay? Your weight pressing down on me? My brain froze for a damn second or two.”

“Did he rape you?” Colt asks through clenched teeth. “Did his fucking fingers touch your pussy?”

“No,” I snap. “I managed to fight him off each and every time. My virginity is still intact.”

Holy shit, stupid brain. Why did I let that little fact slip out?

A smirk slides over his face. “Well, what do you know…un-fucking-touched.” His fingers tighten around my neck. “I should walk away. I’m so fucked-up you don’t need my kind of crazy. Not to mention, I’m too fucking old for your virgin pussy.”

My fingers tighten in his leather cut and I’m about to shove this asshole away from me but his mouth covers my earlobe before his teeth sink in, making me gasp from shock. Pleasure and pain mix as my body heats.

“But I’m done resisting you. You might have been able to fight off everyone else, but you won’t be able to fight me, Kadence. I have fought many battles and never once came out on the losing end. But this isn’t about winning or losing. This is about claiming what has always been reserved to be mine. And, Kadence?” His voice comes out as a rough growl when he adds, “I always take what’s mine, no matter who or what I have to face to get my way.”

A shiver runs through me due to the truth in his admittance. This man just challenged a brotherhood and is willingly risking a war with both MCs when he kidnapped me to

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