Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition by Elizabeth Knox (top 5 ebook reader txt) 📕

wall right next to us. He reaches a hand between our bodies to see if I’m ready for him. There’s never a time I’m not ready for him. I gasp when two of his long, fat fingers slide into my waiting channel. My head falls back, hitting the wall with a thud. I’m only wearing one of his tee-shirts, so he has easy access. It’s nothing new when we’re not in someone else’s clubhouse or sharing a room with one of the other Nomads.

“Always so wet for me,” he says as he lines his cock up with my entrance.

Dozer slams into me in one long stroke, filling my pussy completely to the point of pain. He only gives me a second to adjust to his size before setting a punishing pace sliding in and out of my body. My legs are locked around his waist as my nails dig into his back. I’m not the only one who likes a little pain with my pleasure. The harder I scratch and dig into his skin, the harder Dozer takes me.

Leaning down, I kiss his neck, sucking the skin into my mouth and biting down. A loud groan escapes him as I continue to kiss and bite his neck. When he’s had enough, Dozer moves his head and kisses me, his kiss as rough as the fucking he’s giving me.

“Dozer,” I moan out, feeling my body already tightening and coiling in preparation for my orgasm.

His movements become erratic as he continues to thrust into me. Removing a hand from my hip, he slides it between our bodies, pinching my clit. That’s all it takes to send me over the edge as he thrusts into me a few more times, finding his own release. For several seconds we lean up against the wall, his cock still buried deep inside me.

When we get our breathing back under control, he leads me into the bathroom. Setting me on the small counter of the sink, he turns on the shower and adjusts the temperature before we get in. Dozer and I wash one another because we have a busy day ahead of us and need to get cleaned up and ready to go.

“What about breakfast?” I ask him once we’re back in the bedroom getting dressed.

“We’ll eat on the road,” he answers simply.

Once I’m dressed, I make my way back to the bathroom so I can brush out my hair and braid it over my shoulder. If I don’t braid it, it will be a tangled mess by the time we stop once more. I learned that early on when Dozer would make his way back to Clifton Falls. We always went on a ride together and after the first trip, I learned to make sure it was braided.

After making sure my hair is done, I swipe some eyeshadow on my eyes before adding a touch of mascara. I hate a face full of make-up. Especially, when all we’ll be doing is riding for the day. Today we’re heading to a rally Blaze, the President of the Nomads, got invited to. I’m not sure who all will be there, but I hope more of the Wild Kings so I can see my friends.

While I pack up our things, I hear Dozer on the phone in the other room. I’m sure he’s working out the final details with Blaze about the rest of our trip today. We’re supposed to be wherever this rally is being held a few days early. They probably have business to conduct which is none of mine.

When our bags are packed and ready to go, I grab them and head out to the main room of our suite. Yes, we stay in suites when we travel. At least, when I’m with the guys they do. I’m the only female riding with the Nomads. There are six guys, they’ve changed over the years leaving only Blaze and Dozer. Now, added to them, are Crusher, KO, Axe, and Whiskey. They’re all younger than Blaze and Dozer and not ready to settle down in the least. They like playing the field and getting all the new pussy they can. It’s a good thing Addison isn’t on the road with us. She hates that shit.

Addison is the sister of Irish, a member of the Wild Kings in Clifton Falls. She’s been with the Dander Falls chapter for a long time now because of her actions when Skylar first came around the club. Now, she runs their strip club and is with Blaze. It works for them because they have their times together when they can make it work, but each live their lives separately. Again, it’s not my business.

Dozer looks up and glares at me as I enter the room. I’m not supposed to be carrying our bags. Anywhere. Yeah, he has some caveman tendencies. He still hasn’t learned I’m an independent woman who will do what I want. Dozer doesn’t take into account what I do when I’m not out on the road with him. Or when I go to take care of some bitch trying to fuck with a club.

That’s the one thing I hate about being with Dozer. We’re not always together and don’t have one place to call home. Since he’s a Nomad, he constantly travels from one club to another. For the longest time I was okay with that. I didn’t want to be tied down to one place. Especially Clifton Falls, where I have so many lingering memories shared with Storm. Now, I’m getting older and I want different things. I want a family and a home to call my own. Dozer is still content riding around on his Harley and going from one place to another.

Still, I plaster a smile on my face, enjoy my time with him, and love on him when we’re together. I love Dozer with all my heart, and I know he loves me. Our lives are just going in different directions and I’m not sure