Naughty Biker (Book 3): Sin Reapers MC, #3

By Sophia Gray

This is book 3 and the finale of the Sin Reapers MC series!

I took a filthy ride on a naughty biker – and it might cost me my life.

LUCY

I should leave and start over.

But I'm nothing without that warrior by my side.

Or above me. Beneath me. Behind me.

Making me HIS with every touch.

The body count is rising and so are the stakes in the wake of my father's death.

The Sin Reapers need Max if the club is going to survive an unexpected betrayal.

But I need him more.

MAX

All that matters are my club and my clients.

I was more than capable of handling myself.

Until Lucy.

Her innocence just begs for me to take it.

Each time she brings those curvy hips down on me, submitting to me with that innocent gaze, it feels like the first time all over again.

She's mine and I'll never let her go.

But my enemies are forcing my hand.

After this last fight, I'm getting her out of here for good.

Unless they take her from me first.

But they'd better be careful.

Because I'll go through heaven and hell to get her back.

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Looking for a hot dark romance with sex and passion? Look no further! NAUGHTY BIKER is a new adult contemporary romance with an unexpected twist. The romantic suspense between alpha male bad boy biker Max and innocent damsel Lucy is enough to make your heart do backflips. If you love bad boy motorcycle club romance, then you'll love NAUGHTY BIKER.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: Oct 15, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393772552

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Naughty Biker: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Sin Reapers MC Book 3)

By Sophia Gray

I took a filthy ride on a naughty biker – and it might cost me my life.

LUCY

I should leave and start over.

But I’m nothing without that warrior by my side.

Or above me. Beneath me. Behind me.

Making me HIS with every touch.

The body count is rising and so are the stakes in the wake of my father’s death.

The Sin Reapers need Max if the club is going to survive an unexpected betrayal.

But I need him more.

MAX

All that matters are my club and my clients.

I was more than capable of handling myself.

Until Lucy.

Her innocence just begs for me to take it.

Each time she brings those curvy hips down on me, submitting to me with that innocent gaze, it feels like the first time all over again.

She’s mine and I’ll never let her go.

But my enemies are forcing my hand.

After this last fight, I’m getting her out of here for good.

Unless they take her from me first.

But they’d better be careful.

Because I’ll go through heaven and hell to get her back.

LOOKING FOR A HOT DARK romance with sex and passion? Look no further! NAUGHTY BIKER is a new adult contemporary romance with an unexpected twist. The romantic suspense between alpha male bad boy biker Max and innocent damsel Lucy is enough to make your heart do backflips. If you love bad boy motorcycle club romance, then you’ll love NAUGHTY BIKER.

Chapter 1

Max

Ishoved down the panic burning inside of me and tried to think. I had a dead man on the porch, one of Blade’s boys, a missing girlfriend, and a lieutenant who swore up and down that the Slayers were running girls.

Things added up, but not in the way I wanted them to.

Anger swelled within my chest and I gritted my teeth so hard that I was willing to bet an ounce of pressure more, and I’d start breaking a few of them.

I sucked in a harsh breath, forced it out, and made myself be calm. I had to be calm.

I reached for my cell phone and started dialing as I turned away from the little cabin that Lucy had been so in love with. It rang twice before there was a click as someone picked up.

Yeah, boss? It was Bills. A week ago, I would have called him my biggest liability. I would have thought calling him was the biggest mistake I could have made in this situation and it probably would have cost me my life. Now, I knew better. He was one of the few men I knew I could trust.

I need you to take care of something for me.

The body had to go. I didn’t have any problems killing the sorry sack of shit. He threatened my girl and that was a line no one got to cross. But fact of the matter was, he was a body. And if the police started snooping around and found a dead man in connection with me, it didn’t matter what I said or did, I’d get my ass in a sling. Prison was a very real option.

I didn’t need to give the police any reason to start looking at me.

You name it.

You know cabin, the one Lucy was looking at? I asked Bills as I walked towards my bike. Even as I spoke, my mind was whirling through necessities. What did I need to do? I needed to take care of the body. That was the first step, because me being in prison wasn’t going to do Lucy any good. The second step was a little less clear. I needed to get Lucy back, but going directly to the Slayers wasn’t a wise choice. They would be expecting me, but they probably had some clue that I wouldn’t take this lying down.

Start running girls.

I gripped the phone tightly in my hand, on the verge of breaking the hard plastic and all the electronic pieces within it.

Bills hesitated, but ultimately said, Yeah, I know about it.

You got an address? I asked him.

Suddenly, he sounded nervous. "Look, boss, I know I came clean about working in with the Slayers, but I didn’t give them anything. I swear it. I’d never do anything that might hurt Lucy."

I stopped walking. For a long moment, I didn’t say anything. I hadn’t even jumped to that conclusion, that maybe Bills had been the one to give the Slayers the location of the cabin. Now that I thought about it, though, it would make sense. For a split second, I could even see it. Bills meeting with those asshole Slayers, talking, laughing, because what else could he do? And then he would keep talking, only now he’d be telling them important things. Essential things.

I shook my head. It did make sense, but I knew in my heart it wasn’t right. Bills would do a lot of things, and there was even a chance that when it came right down to it, he’d hand me over to the Slayers to save himself. I knew how loyal he’d been to the Preacher, but the Preacher was dead, and now his loyalties were a bit muddled.

But there was one thing I did know for certain: he’d never hurt Lucy.

Letting out a slow breath, I answered, I know. I’m not asking because I think you ratted.

I heard Bills release a relieved breath. His voice sounded less strained as he said, What did you need?

I got a body on my hands here at the cabin, I said, quickly telling him it was a Slayer. I need it taken care of.

Bills swore. The hell, boss? What happened?

I shook my head, though he couldn’t see me, and answered, "No time for the details. Just get it taken care of. And I want everyone—and I mean everyone—meeting in two hours. No exceptions. Once you’re done with the body, you catch up to us."

Done, Bills answered.

I hung up the phone and got to my bike. I put on my helmet, revved up the motorcycle, and took the road at a fast pace until I hit the major streets, determined to get to the city as quickly as possible.

Start running girls.

That wasn’t an option. I would do it to save Lucy, but I knew it would mean I’d lose her. Even more than that, it was no guarantee it would keep her safe in the end. I knew guys like Blade. They’d make demands and, then, when you met those demands, the stakes would get higher. Suddenly they’d want more.

And they wouldn’t let Lucy go until they had everything they wanted, which would never happen. She was the only thing they could hold on to that would keep me doing whatever they wanted and it meant they couldn’t ever afford to let her go.

Which meant I couldn’t afford to get in.

When I pulled up outside the shop, people were already starting to show up. The shop had