Secret Biker at the Altar: Blood Brothers MC, #3

By Claire St. Rose

Secret Biker at the Altar is book 3 and the finale of the Blood Brothers MC trilogy!

WE GOT AWAY FROM HIM ONCE. THIS TIME, WE WON'T BE SO LUCKY.

Because my baby's father is back to claim what's his:
Us.

Five years in prison is enough to change anybody.
And Kane has certainly changed.
He's darker than he was before.
Bigger.
Scarier.

But the hunger that drove him to take me in the first place… that hasn't changed one bit.

He took the fall for me when I needed it.
But now that he's returned, he wants to take back everything he once owned.

That includes me.

And once he finds out about our baby…
He's going to drag me to the altar so I can never escape again.

The sickest part of it all is…
That I'm helpless to say no.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Oct 15, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386140610

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SECRET BIKER AT THE ALTAR: Blood Brothers MC (Book 3)

By Claire St. Rose

WE GOT AWAY FROM HIM ONCE. THIS TIME, WE WON’T BE SO LUCKY.

BECAUSE MY BABY’S FATHER is back to claim what’s his:

Us.

Five years in prison is enough to change anybody.

And Kane has certainly changed.

He’s darker than he was before.

Bigger.

Scarier.

But the hunger that drove him to take me in the first place... that hasn’t changed one bit.

He took the fall for me when I needed it.

But now that he’s returned, he wants to take back everything he once owned.

That includes me.

And once he finds out about our baby...

He’s going to drag me to the altar so I can never escape again.

The sickest part of it all is...

That I’m helpless to say no.

CHAPTER 1

The road back to her was long and winding—and laced with pain that was impossible to forget.

To hear Noel tell it, they had the supreme hook-up. Dr. Lillian Palmer would siphon off the excess from her revolving door of pharmaceutical reps and see to it that the pills made their way into Noel’s waiting hands. However, the good doctor was either too bold or too desperate, and she was willing to take things a step further.

Along with the pills, she promised to give the Blood Brothers signed prescription slips. All Noel or any of the other boys had to do was fill in the lucky recipient’s name. This gave Noel’s entire scheme an air of legitimacy. The doc was the one taking the greatest risk should the bottom fall out, and Kane quietly vowed that he would try to help her if he got the chance to talk to her alone.

But for a long time, Noel did not allow that.

Why the long face, kid?

Whenever Noel spoke to him now, his voice came out through a triumphant sneer. Kane longed to curl his fists and pound his smug face into a leaking pulp of blood and pus. Angeline and Theo were gone for nearly three months when Noel, high off his own stash and the power that he now wielded without impunity, played at being his friend again.

Kane, you think I was harsh with you, right?

That word fit; but, inhumane was better. Kane’s lip quivered, as Noel slipped from behind his desk and shook his shoulder like the protective big brother that he had always wanted—but that was never going to be Noel White.

Yeah, Noel continued, as he took a pull from his beer and lit another cigarette. Big dick, huh?

Kane offered no objection.

But that piece of ass had you all messed up, Noel said. She got you busted, and then she expected you to play house like nothing had happened.

As much as it hurt to think of Angeline, missing Theo was sometimes worse. Little guy was supposed to be his chance to right the wrongs of his own father, and now the kid would grow up alone. Sure, Angeline would do her thing, and she would probably do it well. He could almost hear her telling the kid that his daddy had to go away to keep them safe. However, what comfort would that really be when Theo saw other boys with their dads? Kane had failed to give Theo the one thing that he needed most—to just stick around.

One day you’ll thank me, Noel said.

That day would never come, and Kane stared his imaginary mentor down with cold eyes. Noel’s cigarette was hanging from his lips, and Kane wanted to snatch it and shove the flaming butt into his scar and hear him scream. However, at the last second, he stopped. He had to toe the line and keep his head down.

Noel could still find Angeline, and Kane would sooner die than see her back in his rough arms.

I gotta tap the keg, Kane said, and he left the office with his shoulders slumped and his heart heavy.

Ben had to know that Kane was down, as he sat in a corner and nursed the same beer for over an hour. Sitting at his side, Kane inched away and saw Ben pull a fresh smoke out of his crumpled pack.

Want to bum one? Ben asked.

Taking it without a word, he pressed the smooth paper pressed between his fingers. Then, Ben lit a match on the heel of his boot so Kane could take a long, slow drag. Better, man? Ben asked, as Kane exhaled.

Good as I can be, I guess, Kane muttered in a flat tone. Ben started to slap his back, but he held back and just cracked his knuckles.

You’ll be okay, Ben said. And I got just the thing for all that ails you.

Whistling and snapping his fingers, Ben summoned the redhead with the sunken cheeks to their side. Since Noel got her hooked on the new stuff, the good stuff, she seemed shakier than usual, and Ben steadied her wavering stance with a muscled arm around her tiny waist.

Gina here will make you feel better, Ben said. Ain’t that right, baby?

The girl nodded furiously and quickly fell to her knees. She moved like a robot as her palms flattened in smooth strokes about his thighs, and without looking up, she started to lower Kane’s fly.

You’ll love this, Ben said. Sweetness, here, gives fucking out-of-this-world head.

Gina’s mouth was barely around the tip of his cock when Kane felt like he was on the verge of betrayal. Standing fast and zipping up, he pushed Gina away.

Whoa, man! Ben exclaimed. Not cool! The redhead was sucking the air, and it took her a second to realize that she had no cock in between her lips. Ben helped to her feet and started to guide her back to the party when he shot Kane a sharp glance over his shoulder and said, I was only trying to help.

Gina murmured something along the same lines, but Kane tuned them out as he headed to the back and found his rack. Lying alone in the darkness, he touched his cock and knew that the cracked out girl could have led him to climax had he given her the chance. No doubt she thought that she have would score another set of pills if she did the job the right. Now, she was probably sucking every Blood Brother like mad in an attempt to get her reward. Maybe Kane should have just submitted and let her get on with the business of being high?

And maybe it made him what Noel would call a total pussy, but he only wanted Angeline’s lips, her tongue.

He kept his eyes open and his mouth shut for months. Then, months stretched into a year. Eventually, Noel decided that Kane was docile enough to meet up with Lillian Palmer and collect the goods. Kane had to hide his excitement as he mounted his bike for the office where Angeline had once worked. He knew that she wasn’t there anymore, but maybe he could get through to the doc and help her out. Crumbing Noel’s play would mean his death; but, if word ever reached Angeline, she would smile through her tears, and it would be another story that might give Theo something to hold onto in his absence.

Lillian Palmer stepped from the back, her hair cropped, and her eyes icy. She hardly smiled, and then her jaw set like steel again. Well, well, well, she said. The original Blood Brother.

Kane pressed his hands into his pockets and met her stare.

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