Savage Dawn: Skull Riders MC, #3

By LENA PIERCE

This is book 3 and the finale of the Skull Riders MC romance series! 

A savage night with the biker left me burned and broken.

He's the cause of my chaos.

And the only cure for the fire raging between my legs.

But the biker's offer will take me into uncharted territory.

Can I survive a night in his bed?

DIESEL

I light fires for a living.

And that includes the one I intend to light in the sexy young reporter who thinks she's onto a hot story.

Precious Willa didn't know how lost she was the day she followed me into the bar.

And she definitely didn't know how straight out of luck she was…

Until she went home after to find her apartment building going up in flames.

I may have had a hand in that.

But I'll have a hand in helping get her back to her feet, also.

Well… maybe getting to her knees.

Because my door is open, and my bed is warm.

And the asking price for my generosity is one she can't resist paying.

I want her body.

I want her womb.

I want Willa to bear my child.

WILLA

I should have known better than to go home with Diesel.

He strikes deals as easily as he strikes a match… and I just know he's the SOB who burned down my apartment.

But I have nowhere else to turn.

Besides, as an aspiring reporter, how can I resist getting to the bottom of this story?

And as a woman, how can I resist his other offer?

Because the truth of the matter is, I want Diesel's fire-starting hands all over me.

I want his powerful body thrusting between my legs.

I want to destruct beneath him.

And when he tells me how he wants to use me, I discover something I never knew about myself:

I want to bear the biker's baby.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MBK Hanson Inc.
• Release date: Nov 5, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393957188

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This is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, places, events, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons—living or dead—is entirely coincidental.

Savage Night: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Skull Riders MC) @ 2018 by Lena Pierce. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embedded in critical articles or reviews.

Savage Dawn: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Skull Riders MC) (Book 3)

By Lena Pierce

A savage night with the biker left me burned and broken.

HE’S THE CAUSE OF MY chaos.

And the only cure for the fire raging between my legs.

But the biker’s offer will take me into uncharted territory.

Can I survive a night in his bed?

DIESEL

I light fires for a living.

And that includes the one I intend to light in the sexy young reporter who thinks she's onto a hot story.

Precious Willa didn't know how lost she was the day she followed me into the bar.

And she definitely didn't know how sh!t out of luck she was...

Until she went home after to find her apartment building going up in flames.

I may have had a hand in that.

But I’ll have a hand in helping get her back to her feet, also.

Well... maybe getting to her knees.

Because my door is open, and my bed is warm.

And the asking price for my generosity is one she can't resist paying.

I want her body.

I want her womb.

I want Willa to bear my child.

WILLA

I should have known better than to go home with Diesel.

He strikes deals as easily as he strikes a match... and I just know he's the son of a b!tch who burned down my apartment.

But I have nowhere else to turn.

Besides, as an aspiring reporter, how can I resist getting to the bottom of this story?

And as a woman, how can I resist his other offer?

Because the truth of the matter is, I want Diesel's fire-starting hands all over me.

I want his powerful body thrusting between my legs.

I want to destruct beneath him.

And when he tells me how he wants to use me, I discover something I never knew about myself:

I want to bear the biker’s baby.

Chapter One

Willa

Iwake up with Diesel sleeping on the floor next to me, his head resting against the wall, and his knees propped against his chest. He looks cute and huge sat like that, like seeing a fully-grown adult sitting on a kid’s playset chair. I think about waking him up and telling him about the baby, but it’s almost eight and I need to get to work. Life hasn’t stopped just because I ran into Diesel.

I creep across the room and search through my bag for a change of clothes, taking out some jeans and a T-shirt and then going through into the bathroom. I find a packet of toothbrushes in his bathroom cabinet, brush my teeth, and splash water on my face. When I emerge, as clean as I’m going to get, Diesel is sitting on the couch.

He smiles at me when I walk in. Howdy, he says. His dark green eyes flit with worry. I can tell that he’s wondering if I’m going to suddenly flip on him, turn from the affectionate woman I was last night into somebody who doesn’t have time for him.

I return the smile. Howdy, I say. Except I don’t remember when we became cowboys.

He shrugs, and then jumps to his feet. He walks across to me and places his hands on my shoulders. They feel so good, I just sink into him. He wraps him arms around me, holding me close. I chose you last night, he says. I chose you instead of the club. A note of wonder enters his voice. I’ve never found someone I’d rather be with than the club. Now the club seems so petty. I just ... I hope you really do wanna be with me, Willa.

I do, I tell him, disentangling myself. "But I might still want to be a proper