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I believed the universe punished me for my stupid decisions. It started with me flunking out of college, then my car broke down in no man’s land after my cell phone had died passing through Wisconsin. I had no way of calling a tow truck. I’d been a damsel in distress, stranded in South Dakota when the biker and his crew had surrounded my little purple Prius.
Naturally, I feared them. Thought my life was over.
But Keg surprised me and insisted on fixing my car. He gave me shelter. Charmed me.
And I let him show me a good time. Dammit, if he hadn’t reminded me of Jonah in his leather cut and tattoos.
If I hadn’t been so lonely.
If I hadn’t been vulnerable, things would have turned out differently.
I stood in my captive’s bedroom with a throbbing cheekbone, praying he’d release his grip on my throat, wishing he’d just toss me out on my ass.
Yes, captive.
I didn’t want to be with Keg anymore. Hadn’t wanted him in more than a year, but I had no choice.
“Try to leave while I’m gone, and I will kill your whole fucking family. Parents, cousins, the little old granny you love so dearly.” He lifted my chin and stared at my face. “You’d be prettier if you didn’t make me hurt you.” His nails dug into my jaw, but I remained emotionless. “Why you always questioning me like I’m your man?”
Go fuck yourselfdanced on my tongue. I wouldn’t let the words leave my lips. The narcissistic bastard would blame me for his violent behavior and force me to choke on his jumbo-sized dill pickle dick to make it up to him.
Disgusting.
I’d be committable if I wanted Keg to be my man. Someone had better lock me in a white padded room if I went down that insane road.
I stayed quiet to not give him a reason to hurt me again. Not that he needed one. Keg did as he pleased like all alphahole bikers and to whoever might find themselves in his path—like me most days.
“I won’t leave.” I may have fucked up my entire life, but I wouldn’t be stupid enough to endanger my family. Keg had made it so he could always find me.
Why did he keep me around when he despised me as I did him? That was the million-dollar question.
“Good girl, Regina.” He licked the spot where his ring had cut my skin, lingering there for too long.
The afternoon Keg and I met, I had lied about my name. That night he dug through my purse and found my driver’s license while I had gone to shower him off me. As punishment for lying, he called me Regina instead of my real name, Reign. I preferred it this way. He didn’t deserve the privilege of muttering my birth name.
A loud bang hit the door. “Keg, the others are here!”
“Fucking prospect has the worst timing.” He cupped my pussy and squeezed. “Be good, Regina. Maybe I’ll finally claim you in my club and brand you with my mark.” His other hand squeezed my throat. “Would you like to be my old lady, Regina?”
Fuck, no. “Mhm.” Tears burned behind my eyes, my soul wailing in misery. I’d rather join a nunnery than live in hell.
Not really. I enjoyed sex, just not with Keg.
Foolishly, I dreamed of being with my one true love. I could imagine him entering the bar looking fine in his tight jeans and leather cut, a sneer on his handsome face and a gun in each hand. Every biker in the place would raise their hands in surrender, and Jonah would demand I leave with him. He wouldn’t have to ask me twice. I’d go anywhere with him, riding bitch on the back of his Harley for the rest of my life.
Of course, that would never happen after breaking Jonah’s heart. How could I fuck up with him?
I couldn’t even go home because of my stupidity. I had no choice but to stay with Keg for my family’s safety. This was all so messed up. Keg hadn’t chained me to a wall or handcuffed our wrists together. He didn’t have the time or patience to make me a prisoner. No, he struck the fear of God in me and threatened to kill all my loved ones, so I never tried to run.
“Keg?” RJ knocked on the door. “Are you coming?”
“Get the fuck away from my door, prospect. I’ll come when I’m good and ready.” He pinned me in place with his psychotic gaze. “Ya know, I’m not sure you’re good enough for me. That mouth of yours is a pain in my ass. Only good for one thing.” He shoved me against the wall and proceeded to unzip his jeans. “Make it quick. The others are here.”
I gasped, gulping air into my lungs when he loosened his grip. I tried to not let my duress show even though bile slowly inched its way into my throat.
“Get on your knees, bitch!” He fisted my hair, pulling it until I lowered onto the floor. “If you want me to be rough, I’m happy to be a dick to you.” He grabbed my jaw. “Open.”
I did as told, turning off my emotions, and zoning out to do what I had no choice to do. Jonah’s handsome face flashed in my head. I couldn’t even imagine I was blowing him because his cock was a million times better than Keg’s. The way it felt in my mouth and the taste…
