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

You miss Eden you dumbshit. My inner voice speaks, and I shake my head, to clear the voice away.

I get on my bike and ride ahead to where we were told the punk ass crew is keeping the Skulls’ green. With my colors on my back, I am not linked to any club so if I get seen it is no big deal and no club will get blowback.

Switching my engine off I wait and watch five kids, fucking kids, sit around smoking, trying to act like a bunch of big men, when in fact they are punks with no clue about how life works.

Waiting for the club to arrive, I sit and think about Eden. The very second my mind isn’t thinking about plans and jobs, it is consumed by her. The way she smells, the way her skin feels beneath my fingertips, and the way her back arches when she comes from my cock sliding in and out of her.

Thinking about her is making me hard, I push down on my dick, as I see lights come toward me. Knowing that I should stay away from her, I am gunning for my next fix of her at the same time. My head, heart, and cock are on different pages when it comes to this chick.

7

Knocking back the shit of fireball that is placed in front of me, I sit back on my chair and look around the room. I am sitting in the main area of the clubhouse, Colt and his Old Lady are sitting in a chair across from me, Crude and his woman to their left and Tank is on the chair that is facing the bar, his eyes glued to the new girl, Price.

“When are you going to settle down, Jonny?” comes Lilly’s voice.

Everyone who has ever worked for me and my old club knows what went down with Jenn, but most don’t bring it up to my face, only because the last time someone told me to move the fuck on, I beat him into a coma.

Shrugging. “Doubt it will happen, Lil,” I tell her, and she gives me the soft eyes, letting me know that she feels for me. I see that look all too often from Old Ladies.

“Don’t look at him like that woman. He will find the right woman when he meets her,” Colt chimes in, kissing his woman’s cheek.

Chuckling, I watch as Lilly sits up and pokes her man in the chest.

“Don’t tell me what to do. He is young and handsome enough to find love again. He deserves love, everyone deserves love.”

I sit and watch them interact and my heart clenches in my chest, seeing how happy the couples seem to be, even at their age, they are full of love and happiness as pussy as that sounds.

This is what I wanted with Jenn, but life had a fucked up way of taking that away from me. Eden pops into my head while watching these loved up people and my heart jerks in my chest. Fuck.

Life has a way of fucking you in the ass with a splintered bat, when you think it is going the way you like it.

Fuck my life.

Moving my gaze around the room, I chuckle seeing the death glare that Tank is throwing a prospect that is making Price laugh at the bar. When we got back from dealing with the little shits that stole the clubs’ green, Lilly and the Old Ladies had cleaned her up and fuck me she was a pretty one.

She walked out of the kitchen in a pair of short denim shorts with the ends frayed and a tight white V-neck t-shirt and I swear I heard Tank’s tongue hit the floor.

I have seen her check him out on the very slim chances that he wasn’t looking at her, so it will be fun around here for a while until the connection explodes between them, it is a shame I won’t be here for it.

“Hey, handsome, you want some company?” I twist my head to look at some chick that has sat on the arm of my chair.

I look over at Colt and Crude, they look between the woman and me, then Colt shrugs, but Lilly glares at the woman.

“I thought all the Regs were banished?” I ask them.

“It’s Thursday, brother. We open the bar to the civilians in town, get some fresh pussy in for the single guys, so to speak, plus more money in the bank, because they come out in droves. Now with Price behind the bar, I think we will reel the men in too,” Colt tells me, and Tank growls from his seat.

He is one big ass motherfucker, short military cut hair, dark bushy beard, build like a linebacker or five, with a full tattooed sleeve on one arm. He stands, almost knocking his chair over, everyone looks in his direction, stopping what they are doing, including Price.

“Not going to fucking happen, Pres,” is all he says, and he storms out of the room, throwing another glare at the prospect before he calls him. “Prospect. Front gate. NOW.”

A hand lands on my shoulder reminding me that the woman is still sitting next to me. Her touch makes my skin crawl and that pisses me off. I have never been too fussy when it comes to pussy but after having Eden, I can’t face the idea of being touched by someone that isn’t her.

I shrug off her touch and lean back, looking up at her. She is pretty enough, curly dark hair, full makeup, and dressed too good to be around a biker clubhouse.

“Nope. Not lonely, got my brothers and sisters around me,” I tell her, and I hear the women snigger.

“Not the type of company I was thinking,” she tries again, this time lowering her voice to a sexy tone, and I will admit my cock jerks in my jeans.

If this was two weeks ago,