Anarchist Season Two: Book 1-2 Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
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I wasn’t easy when I plowed my cock back into her, burying every last inch to the hilt in her belly. She clawed at the sheets and tried to get off my dick, but my hands on her hips and my lips at her ear stopped her.

“Take it.” She settled down and I took it easy on her for the next three or four strokes before I started really fucking her. I hope to fuck no one was standing around out front, because she was screaming like I was killing her.

My arm around her throat cut her off mid cry and I pulled her head back and stuck my tongue in her mouth while my cock fucked deep.

When I felt her pussy gush all over my cock I slammed into her hard once, and held still as my cock emptied inside her. I felt all my anger melt away with the last drop of cum that left me.

“You okay?” I smacked her ass before easing out of her slightly swollen pussy. Damn she was tight. I looked at my cock, trying to decide if I wanted to go back in. There was still some steel there even though I was drained.

“Uh-huh, I think so.” She still hadn’t moved so I lifted her and took her into the shower. My cock was still hard and angry, so instead of the nice bath I was thinking of giving her, she ended up pinned by my cock to the shower wall.

***

“Okay now, what the fuck are we gonna do about these sheet wearing fucks? It’s only a matter of time before they come sniffing around.

We’ve already got Junior on the warpath because he thinks I killed his daddy, not to mention the fact that Travis stole his bride from right under his nose.”

“She was never his fucking anything Law you fuck.”

“I know but I get a kick outta fucking with you.” It was a few hours after my little run-in with he sheriff and I had gathered the boys to try to work through some of the shit we had on our plate.

“As I was saying we’ve got Junior, and I still have the sheriff to take care of, then there’s my father in law.” I smirked at that one. “Now this shit.

We all know this fuckery isn’t gonna end without bloodshed, so whatever we do we better make it good. I’d just as soon not have any casualties on our end, and jail is out.”

“I say we send someone in there. That’s the only way to have eyes and ears on them and keep one step ahead.” My brother has been morphing into a bloodthirsty little fuck right before my eyes here lately.

Fuck my fucking life I need this shit.

***

SHERIFF

“I want that Lawton boy and I want him I mean yesterday. Son of a bitch thinks he can talk to me like ‘at? We’ll see about this.”

“Sir we don’t have any probable cause to bring him in, there’s no evidence...”

“Well fuck it Thompson you find some or it’s your ass.” I huffed my way towards my office and slammed the door shut. I was heading straight for a heart attack if something wasn’t done.

That idiot Royce had made a mess of things before getting his ass blown to hell and back. And now instead of enjoying my retirement I find myself two steps away from either death, or incarceration.

I know that the Daniels boy had something to do with the murder, but I have no proof, and the idiot people of the town would be up in arms if I touched a hair on his head on account of they all liked his daddy and momma and thought he was justified.

I couldn’t call in outside help, because that would just open up a whole other set of troubles that I didn’t need. Not to mention the fact that we’re a small town who pride ourselves on handling our own business.

There had to be some way though to knock that boy down a peg or two. How does it look that I’m the law around these parts and yet I can’t lay hands on him? He was just as bad as that uppity daddy of his if you ask me. Thought they were better than everybody else, but all men bled alike in the end now didn’t they?

I was barely seated behind my desk when there was a knock on the door. Some days I just wanna tell every living soul to go jump off the fucking bridge heading outta town, but I need the votes.

“Come in.” Well shit, I wasn’t in the mood for him either. “Carl I went out there to the Daniels place and there’s nothing to be done.”

“What do you mean? He has my little girl.”

“No he don’t and you know it. Those two are married right and proper.”


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