Breakdown: Mojave Boys MC, #3

By Claire St. Rose

This is book 3 and the finale of the Mojave Boys MC series! 

A man like me takes what he wants – and doesn't take no for an answer.

Maya is a jewel in this godforsaken desert.

Not to mention the finest piece of a$$ I've seen in a long time.

But she's not gonna be as easy to get in bed as my usual fare of dirty club girls.

She's a professional model who gives as good as she gets.

Fiery, feisty, and independent as hell, she says she isn't gonna let a cocky outlaw like me break her down.

But she doesn't know just how far I'm willing to go to get what I want.

I've made a career out of succeeding where no other man could.

And this frontier isn't gonna be any different.

Besides – Maya is in my world now.

This is Mojave Boys MC territory: a place where blood is cheap, where might makes right, where bullets fly fast and thick.

If she wants to make it out of here alive, she'll have to listen very, very carefully.

Because I'm only gonna say it once:

Tonight, baby…

You're coming home with me.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Jul 13, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393043508

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Breakdown: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Mojave Boys MC Book 3)

By Claire St. Rose

A man like me takes what he wants – and doesn’t take no for an answer.

MAYA IS A JEWEL IN this godforsaken desert.

Not to mention the finest piece of a$$ I’ve seen in a long time.

But she’s not gonna be as easy to get in bed as my usual fare of dirty club girls.

She’s a professional model who gives as good as she gets.

Fiery, feisty, and independent as hell, she says she isn’t gonna let a cocky outlaw like me break her down.

But she doesn’t know just how far I’m willing to go to get what I want.

I’ve made a career out of succeeding where no other man could.

And this frontier isn’t gonna be any different.

Besides – Maya is in my world now.

This is Mojave Boys MC territory: a place where blood is cheap, where might makes right, where bullets fly fast and thick.

If she wants to make it out of here alive, she’ll have to listen very, very carefully.

Because I’m only gonna say it once:

Tonight, baby...

You’re coming home with me.

Chapter One

Maya had nearly stripped Vance down to his skivvies before they’d managed to get the motel room door locked and closed. The desperation between them made their sexual desire thick, filling the air instantly. It was suffocating, and Maya latching onto Vance’s lips as if he was an oxygen tank.

He ripped her clothes from her, and Maya heard tears and threads popping, but she didn’t care. She could replace anything that was destroyed. What she couldn’t replace was this moment in time, the last chance to be with a man who excited her to the point of taking flight. She bit down hard on his jaw, and he grunted. She felt his groin tighten further, his erection grow harder and twitch at the attention, and it fueled her.

She pushed him back on the bed with violent force and crawled over him, letting her tongue and teeth do the work. She nibbled and bit and licked her way up his legs, stopping to minister to his shaft for several long minutes. She sucked and laved and watched him fight to maintain control, and then she continued up his body, tracing the lines of his abs and chest with her lips and tongue.

She kissed and suckled his neck and his ear, and finally she assaulted his mouth, bruising her own lips against his teeth as she delved so deep with her tongue she swore she could taste his groans. His hands were everywhere, exploring every inch of her body like some cartographer trying to memorize not only the area but altitude and texture of the land he would record for posterity.

Vance’s fervor matched her own, and though Maya had at first balked at the idea of this one last goodbye, she couldn’t imagine having turned it down now that she was in the middle of it. She drank in the feel of Vance’s touch, the smell of his skin as the sheen of sweat glistened on him, and the sensation of pure, raw sexual hunger. She had never felt so comfortable being herself, so uninhibited with anyone as she did with Vance, and she let everything go. She didn’t worry that he ridiculed her reactions as she gasped, moaned, and whimpered. In fact, he seemed to thrill to it.

She teased at his length, rubbing her moist center over him, and he hissed in a breath, his eyes rolling back in his head. Maya reveled in her ability to truly arouse him, and as she lifted her hips and impaled herself, she came instantly, pouring in response to his size and the throbbing pulse she felt building within him. She rode his cock hard and fast, screaming with her delight as she came, one wave of pleasure building on top of another until she couldn’t tell them apart. It was one long string of increasing ecstasy, and Vance lifted his hips, thrusting as she rode, grinding his pelvis against her to bury himself deeper in her core.

He shoved her down on him over and over, his fingertips digging into her waist with his tight grip, and she was wild with delight. When he spilled his seed, Maya convulsed with her own peak, and Vance jerked several times, his face a mask of pain and glory.

Drenched in sweat, Maya rolled to the side. She couldn’t stay on top of him, or she’d pass out from heat stroke. She sprawled and felt Vance’s leg against hers as he stretched out, too. She said nothing, just let the mood linger, the excitement dwindle until she was just relaxed and satisfied. The adrenaline rush had cooled, and her body began to do the same. Normally, she would have found sleep easily and almost immediately, but her mind spun with all the things that had happened today, in the last couple of weeks, and were to come starting tomorrow.

She knew Vance still stared at the ceiling, too, and she asked, What happens in this meeting tomorrow? When Vance didn’t answer, she said, I heard Dusty mention a meeting tomorrow, and something about ousting Bert from the leader role. What’s that all about?

I told you, we’re due for a change of leadership. Bert got too involved with the enemy, and they coaxed me right into their trap. I should have seen it coming, granted, but I was removed from the situation, and Bert failed to tell me that Triple Threat was in the clubhouse every day, checking in. He kept vital information from me and ignored warnings from Dusty and some of the other guys that it could all be a setup. So, tomorrow morning, I’m challenging his claim to have the club’s best interest at heart.

Maya had suspected as much. I want you to be careful with that, she told him. I haven’t trusted Bert from the start. He feels creepy and vile to me. I know you’re old friends, and you’ve been brothers for a long time now, but don’t let that cloud your judgment. He’ll stab you in the back in a heartbeat.

I’ll watch my back, and I’ll have several others doing the same, he assured her. Does it really matter to you?

Maya sighed. I’m leaving because I care too much about you, Vance, not because I don’t care at all. Get that through your head, and maybe you’ll understand. It’s for the best.

He said nothing, and Maya didn’t have the patience to try to reason with him any further. Instead, she got up and showered in cool water, rinsing off the horrid events of the day and the dust of Wheelie that had settled into her bones. When she came back, Vance was sleeping, and she lay down beside him, waiting for the same dark bliss to overtake her.

THE CAB WAS GOING TO arrive any minute, and Vance was still trying to think of some way to convince Maya to stay with him. She was falling in love with him; she’d admitted it. But that was also her excuse for going. She didn’t want her love for him to cause her to worry, and she didn’t want his love for her to goad him into more dangerous situations.

In a way, he understood, but it still wasn’t okay with him. Together, they could fight and be exponentially stronger. At the same time, Maya was stubborn and strong, and he knew that he’d only end up looking pathetic if he begged. So, he prepared to say the hardest goodbye ever. It would be final, like death, and yet she would still be alive out there somewhere, making him wonder if she was with someone else, if she was happy, and if she missed him.

She touched his face and smiled. I’m going to miss you, Vance. I hope you know that.

He grunted. "I doubt it. You’ll be busy with your life, your photoshoots and events and other obligations. Just do me a favor and get an actual bodyguard, okay? I