Property of Chaos Keepers MC Read Online T.O. Smith

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 42685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 213(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
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“The guys and I agreed you should give April this,” he said, holding the box out to me.

I took it from him with a small frown. “What is it?” They hadn’t mentioned giving her anything that I was aware of.

He stuffed his hands in his pockets. “I ordered her a property cut.” My wide eyes snapped up to his. That was huge. Sure, April had always been ours from the moment Tank said fuck Capone’s orders and gave her a safe place to stay, to recover, but this was on an entirely different level. A property cut was forever. It cemented that she was our old lady. That she belonged to the club.

“She’s going to fucking cry,” I warned him. April wore her heart on her sleeve, despite all the hell she’d been through. She loved each of us deeply and passionately in different ways—in just the ways we all needed her to, honestly. And she did it so effortlessly, like loving seven different men in their own love languages was second nature for her.

She’d been made for us. There was no doubt about that in my mind. And we were created to love her. Cherish her. Protect her.

But this cut? Yeah, it was going to rip her wide open in the most beautiful way.

Capone sighed. “Yeah, well, I’m sure Hawke will be more than happy to cuddle her until she calms down.”

I snickered. Tears were not Capone’s thing unless they were from orgasms and sex. He did his best to tolerate them, and he never let her see that he hated it when she cried. But he was always more than happy to let someone else handle her when she was crying. And Hawke, as her Daddy, was the best man for that.

I personally thought she was beautiful when she cried, even if she was crying because something was ripping her apart inside. And Hawke did, too. Besides, he loved the cuddles he got to give her.

Never thought the whole Daddy kink thing would ever be hot to me, but seeing April with Hawke in their dynamic was both extremely sexy and beautiful at the same time.

I set the package down and shrugged my cut onto my shoulders. Capone slid his hands along my ribcage and tugged me against him before leaning down to claim my lips. I groaned into the kiss, my arms twining around his neck so my fingers could slip into his soft, dark hair.

“April is downstairs making breakfast. I’ll take over cooking, and you can give her our gift,” he told me, his voice a little deeper and gravelly. I could feel his erection against mine, and it took every ounce of my restraint to not coax him into the bed behind me.

“Okay.” I nodded my head and stepped back, reaching down to adjust my cock. Capone smirked, pressed a kiss to my forehead, and silently left my room. I blew out a harsh breath.

Fucking cock tease.

April was frowning at Capone and saying something quietly to him when I walked downstairs. He just pressed a quick kiss to her lips to shut her up and nudged her out of the way so he could take over cutting vegetables. She huffed, but then she saw me and beamed. Capone smirked behind her back.

She was so easily distracted sometimes.

“Sleep well?” she asked, making her way to me, Capone’s overbearing ass forgotten. He silently chuckled as she walked away. “I heard the run went great.” She cupped my face in her hands and leaned up on her tiptoes to softly kiss me. I sighed, using my free hand to tug her closer to me. Fuck, her kisses were the best. “I’m proud of you.”

I smiled at her, the words of praise meaning more from her than she would ever know. Then, I held out the small package to her. Her eyes widened in surprise, and her cheeks colored a pretty pink as she tentatively reached out and took the package from me. The guys moved a little closer, wanting to see her reaction. Capone continued chopping vegetables, watching her from afar.

“What’s this?” she asked softly, looking up at me and away from the small, cardboard box.

“A gift.” I cleared my throat and waved my hand around. “From all of us.”

She licked her lips before slowly ripping open the package. Her lips trembled when she saw the leather nestled inside, and gingerly, she took it out, dropping the box to the floor. When she unfolded it to read the back, she sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks.

I could see the front from where I was standing. She had an old lady patch, the patch for our club, and then smaller patches for our names.

“Here,” I rasped, stepping forward. I gently took it from her and helped her put it on. It fit perfectly, and she looked hot as fuck in it in just a pair of tiny ass shorts and a crop top.


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