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Chapter 1 - Beast

Brecon, Maine, April 2017

Fro kisses with his girlfriend, Martina, and then lean forward to kiss theher from behind The beer had a bitter aftertaste, but Beast had lass bottle so hard he feared it would break fro

Heavy beats exploded within the old walls of the for The splash of violet and green illu even the s appear phantastical In the corner of the large roolow, the three lovers moved as one, transformed by shadow and smoke into oneand shuddering, as if it were about to leave the shadows and attack Beast with all its ferociousness

It was ht up in a rhythm that would have to end soon Two pairs of thick li flesh of the wo to co into separate bodies

Beast stayed on the sidelines with his ar over the buffet of flesh that he could sample if only he wished to And the truth was that he’d love to join the shao for Spike first The handso for bikers and never missed an opportunity for the dick of a patch, always there to open his legs at parties, the elegant suit he wore to work forgotten in his Portland home

If Beast could have his way, he’d stuff his cock into that wide-open mouth and watch a dark flush spread down Spike’s face and spill over his chest And the worst thing was that were he to say this out loud, Spike would already be kneeling in front of hiuy had already crossed all the other s of Hell MC off his bucket list, and there was no end to the suggestive glances thrown Beast’s way But Beast would not be a freakshow, or a pity fuck, or yet another patch in Spike’s collection of sexual partners

He would not be so either

Beast doubted any of the hangarounds would ever want hiain favors And Beast was not about to be so if they were even attracted to hi would do

While he was looking away, King, Beast’s father, Martina, and the around all finished She slid off the third wheel’s lap and stu yet another kiss with hiht with her hand resting against the wall for support, looking dizzy, though whether it was fro too much liquor—Beast didn’t know She waved at hi the nearest chair for support instead of rolling onto the collection of bottles and glasses on the dirty coffee table

A heavy hand landed on Beast’s skin so abruptly he barely kept hiled nerves of his scarred shoulder cried out in alarm He kneho it was before his father even spoke

King’s fly was still open, which made Beast immediately look up into the handsoood looks He used to be a enes stood no chance against fire Looking into King’s eless features was a daily reured in an accident twelve years ago

His old man on the other hand could easily be one of those hot fifty-sos Hollywood seeolden shade of blond, lips pink and plu man’s, and his body buzzed with vitality despite all the violence, alcohol, and sleepless nights it’d been subjected to all of King’s life

“Got laid yet?” King asked, presenting Beast with ts of perfectly white teeth “I a his fingers into Beast’s aching flesh until he struggled not to flinch fro his brain

But Beast couldn’t shoeakness, not this long after the accident that left his body aso What if they touched Beast too fir about the president’s son being a weakling who squeals in pain when he’s being touched? The club was the only family Beast had His only reason to be And he could not put his position here in danger, because King would not hold him up, were he to fall