KNOCKED UP BY THE BAD BOY

by Nicole Fox

  Dane also saw the future in her clear, blue eyes, watched it unspool before him. He saw their future children, their friends and family, the holidays together, travel, and gardening. They would have all the simple parts of life. He envisioned her smiling face as she came home from work or her holding their child. He would wake up next to her each morning and go to sleep beside her each night. These would be the simple moments that, when piled together one upon another, would jumble together into the mess of life.

  “Dane? Your vows?” the officiant asked.

  Dane glanced to the man, nodding.

  “The bride and groom decided to write their own vows. Dane, please?”

  He swallowed, let out a nervous breath, and took her hands in his. “Emily,” he began, licking his lips nervously as he gently squeezed her hands, “I promise to you that I will keep you in my heart, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer. I promise I will stand beside you, prop up your spirits when you need help, and build you higher, for however long we may be together.”

  Her face radiant and otherworldly in its beauty, she squeezed his hands tightly as he came to a finish, a single tear escaping from her eyes and running down her cheek.

  The officiant turned to the bride. “Emily?” he asked, with a slight incline of his head. “Your vows?”

  # # #

  Emily

  Emily took a deep breath, returning Dane's warm smile.

  She wasn't the neglected girl she'd been before she met him. She wasn't fighting the same way for her place in a man's world. She'd gotten there, now. She was who she had always hoped she would be. She didn't have to act superior, or try to lord her success over anyone, especially not Dane. But, at the same time, she still didn't need to be forced into submission with him, either. She knew she could willingly submit to him anytime she wanted, and that he'd reward it with his own tenderly painful caress.

  This man clinging to her hands just as tightly as she clung to his was her perfect match. A man strong enough to be his own person, and strong enough to bend her to his will. He was strong enough to deal with her when she needed to exert her own independence. He knew her own actions didn't lessen his, and that her own accomplishment didn’t lessen his self-worth.

  “I promise, Dane, to be with you through thick and thin, richer and poorer. To love you, and hold you, and to always come home to you. To build you up, to never tear you down, and to always trust that you know what is right. You were my guiding light once, and my conscience when I needed one. And you always will be.”

  “Do you have the rings?”

  Emily and Dane turned to their respective escorts and took the wedding rings from them as the officiant went through his little speech on the importance of their symbolism. Then, they exchanged their rings and said their, “I dos.”

  “Then, by the power vested in me,” the officiant said, “I now pronounce you man and wife. Dane, you may kiss the bride.”

  Dane took her into his strong, warm, supportive arms and pulled her close to his body. They kissed, holding each other upright in this crazy world. As they broke apart, they grinned at each other like lovesick idiots. But they were happy lovesick idiots.

  Chapter Forty

  Dane

  Emily lay on the giant bed in the honeymoon suite they'd rented for that evening. She'd purchased some special black lingerie, and her big blue eyes were just as seductive as the first time she'd given herself to him.

  In Dane's hand was the vibrator he'd first found in her bedroom. In his other, the belt he'd worn.

  His wife raised one perfectly sculpted eyebrow questioningly as she gracefully shifted onto all four and began to crawl across the bed to him. “Forget the collar, sir?” she purred, as she came to a stop in front of him, her lust-filled eyes lifted to his.

  He halved the belt into a loop in his hand, stroking the bulging side of the makeshift leather down her cheek.

  She shivered, a delicious sight for her husband as the involuntary reaction trembled through her whole body, and closed her eyes, her lips parting slightly in anticipation of the fun about to come.

  “Figured we had to save some fun for at home,” he growled back.

  She shivered again. Dane just smiled. This was the happiest ending he could have ever hoped for.

  # # #

  Emily

  The sun crept up over the horizon as she lay in bed, her body covered in new bruises and painful swat marks in the shape of her husband's hand. Dane was big spoon to her little, and he cradled her more tenderly than their earlier play had indicated was possible. She knew that, despite what they did to each other, rough sex was one thing, and abuse was another. He'd do anything to protect her, and would never hurt her unless she wanted it.

  He was her husband, after all, not just her master in bed.

  She licked her lips and closed her eyes, savoring the feel of that word on her mind's tongue. Husband. She trembled as she pushed back into him, snuggling into his warm embrace. Unconsciously, his arms tightened around her and pulled her closer.

  “Husband,” she purred softly, before drifting off to well-deserved sleep.

  This was the beginning of a happy, loving life for the two of them. She just knew it.

  THE END

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  HIS SEED: Satan’s Sons MC

  HE’S GOT THE GIFT I DIDN’T KNOW I NEEDED.

  And he’s about to give it to me…

  All of it.

  All of him.

  All. Night. Long.

  I play with fire for a living.

  But Wheeler Blake is hotter than anything I’ve ever touched before.

  He stands out in the front row of my performance.

  There’s no one else like him.

  With those tats, those muscles, and those eyes that seem to strip me naked right then and there…

  I can’t help but notice him.

  And I know for a fact that he’s noticed me, too.

  Because I didn’t expect to end my evening on the back of his bike.

  But once Wheeler gets an idea in his head, there’s no turning back.

  He doesn’t just want one taste, or one night.

  He wants to give me the one thing I’ve been missing my whole life.

  But a man like him comes with demons on his trail.

  And Wheeler’s demons are looking for any way they can to hurt him.

  Unfortunately, their sights have landed on me.

  To be more specific, they’ve landed on Wheeler’s baby in my belly.

  I’ve danced with fire for a long time.

  But it wasn’t until now that I truly got burned.

  MARRIED TO MY MASTER: A Bad Boy Hitman Romance

  SHE OWES ME EVERYTHING. AND I’M COMING TO COLLECT WHAT’S DUE.

  She’s responsible for my family’s nightmare.

  Not that she cares.

  Emily West has no clue who I am – yet.

  But by the time I’m finished with her, she’ll be moaning my name.

  She thought she was safe in her corporate skyscraper.

  But nothing can stop me from getting my revenge.

  The things she did drove my brother to madness.

  To her, he’s just a number on an accident report.

  Easy to ignore.

  Easy to forget.

  But I won’t be ignored. I won’t be forgotten.

  Miss West is going to pay for her crimes.

  With her mouth, her body, the last of her innocence…

  I won’t rest until I own her.

  This won’t be over until she takes me as her master.

  MOB
BOSS’S BABY: The MacKay Family Mafia

  I NEED TO OWN HER FOREVER.

  It’s not easy being the son of the Don.

  Especially not with an FBI agent sticking her nose where it doesn’t belong.

  I’ll ravage her once, just to show her who’s boss.

  And if that’s not enough, I’ll have to make her mine forever – with my baby in her belly.

  I was born into this underworld.

  I’m a prince here.

  Woman fall to their knees for me at the snap of my fingers.

  But I’ve never wanted anyone like I want Agent Scarlet O’Bannon.

  It’s not just that she’s sexy as hell.

  It’s not just the look of lust in her eye.

  It’s the fact that she’s utterly forbidden.

  Sleeping with the Fed investigating my family is probably a bad idea.

  But I just don’t give a damn.

  I’m gonna have the prissy little princess.

  However I want.

  Whenever I want.

  But no sooner have I stripped her down than I get the worst call of my life.

  My father is dead.

  The Mob is in chaos.

  And our enemies want my head on a platter.

  Suddenly, the stakes are a million times higher.

  And Scarlet is about to find out how real things can get on this side of the law.

  Especially because she can’t turn back now.

  Not with my baby in her belly.

  GRIZZLY’S BABY: The Butchers MC

  HE’S GOING TO GET ME PREGNANT OR DIE TRYING.

  He’s part of a past I want to escape.

  But Grizzly found me.

  And this time, he won’t be happy with just taking my body.

  He wants to put a baby in me, too.

  He carried me away from the worst night of my life.

  I can’t scrub the images from my mind’s eye.

  The blood…

  The fire…

  The bodies.

  I’ve done my best to forget about it.

  To move on.

  But now he’s back, and all the horrible memories have come with him.

  My body remembers what it’s like to have that bike roaring between my legs.

  To have the thick, muscled body of my man in front of me.

  To bend down and feel his touch exploring my thighs, my hips, my skin.

  But no. No.

  I can’t go back to that life.

  I won’t.

  At least, that’s what I tell Grizzly.

  Not like he gives a damn.

  He’s found me again, and this time, he won’t be letting me go.

  I’m his, he tells me.

  I’m his woman.

  His ride or die.

  And, if he has his way, I’ll soon be pregnant with his child.

  MAVERICK’S BABY: The Silent Angels MC

  I’m pregnant with Maverick’s baby.

  There are some things that should never be done.

  Like sleeping with a murder suspect.

  And there are some things that are even worse…

  Like getting pregnant with his baby.

  “Laced up” might’ve been a good way to describe me.

  Shoes shined, shirt crisp – the pride and joy of my city’s police force.

  And I liked my cases the way I wore my uniform:

  Nice and neat.

  But the world doesn’t always work that way.

  It’s messy.

  Chaotic.

  Wild.

  Just like Maverick Mace.

  I said I was proud – he made me beg.

  I said I was chaste – he made me dirty.

  I said I was independent – he made me his and his alone.

  And I loved every second of it.

  But if getting involved with a suspect in a mysterious, crime-world murder was bad…

  Then what happened next was far, far worse.

  It’s not just myself I’ve put in trouble.

  There’s also a baby I can barely protect, not to mention a dangerous man I barely know.

  And the killers coming to end us all.

  Maverick made me his…

  And no one takes what belongs to him.

  MOBSTER’S BABY: Esposito Family Mafia

  I’m pregnant with the mobster’s baby.

  I broke the rules – I slept with a mobster.

  One mistake would have been bad enough.

  But now that I’m carrying his baby… my whole world is about to come crashing down.

  Because the bad boy is coming to claim what’s his.

  I’ve always been a good girl.

  I looked the part, acted like it.

  The politician’s daughter, as prim and proper as they come…

  And I f**king hated it.

  I was dying to know what it felt like to be free.

  To be wild.

  To be bad.

  So I crossed the tracks and did what I never, ever should have done.

  I let Tony Esposito claim me.

  He was dark and violent and dangerous – everything I’d been kept far away from since the day I was born.

  And my god, it was incredible.

  My throat was raw from moaning.

  My knees rug-burned and sore.

  But I felt alive for the first time in my life.

  Only one problem:

  My transgression didn’t end when he dropped me off.

  The mobster left something in me…

  And he’s coming back to get it.

  TRIP’S BABY: The Pride MC

  I THOUGHT SHE WAS DEAD. BUT NOW SHE’S BACK… WITH MY BABY IN HER ARMS.

  I heard her scream as they gunned her down.

  I promised I’d get my revenge for her death.

  Years later, I’m almost ready to strike.

  But then everything changed.

  I’m a soldier, a warrior, a stone-cold killer.

  It’s the only way to survive in this world I’ve chosen…

  Kill or be killed.

  As VP of the Pride MC, my men depend on me to be ruthless.

  I’ve got reason enough to stoke the fury that burns in my chest:

  The murder of my girlfriend years ago.

  My enemies took her from me.

  They wanted to stop me in my tracks.

  But all they did was throw gasoline on my fire.

  For years, I’ve told myself to wait for the right time to make things right.

  Death for death, blood for blood.

  But then Misha shows up on my doorstep.

  And she’s not alone…

  She’s got my baby in her arms.

  I’m reeling now, my world turned on its head.

  I know only one thing for certain:

  I’m about to show her what she’s been missing all these years.

  GRIZ: A Dark Bad Boy Romance (Chained Angels MC)

  She’s a liability I can’t afford… and a temptation I can’t ignore.

  I didn’t ask for another thing to worry about.

  Especially not the hot, distracting mess that is Tanner Williams.

  But when she challenges my authority, I don’t have a choice.

  I need to bring out the chains and truly make her mine.

  I could kill my VP for putting me in this mess.

  There’s a way things should be done.

  And this sure as hell wasn’t it.

  Throwing a kidnapped beauty across my bed?

  Calling her “the spoils of war”?

  It’s more than I asked for.

  Sure, she might be the sexiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.

  But I’ve got a daughter at home and a club to run.

  Not to mention a war looming on the horizon.

  I can’t afford distractions like Tanner Williams.

  But she’s mine now, whether I like it or not.

  And when she starts giving me lip, the last of my patience dis
appears.

  I’m gonna tighten her leash…

  And show her who she belongs to now.

  THE DADDY NEXT DOOR: A Dark Bad Boy Baby Romance (Heaven’s Horns MC)

  I’M DOWN ON MY KNEES FOR THE DADDY NEXT DOOR.

  I just wanted to get out of this town and start a new life.

  But then something unexpected happened…

  I got hooked on a bad boy.

  He’s filthy. He’s wrong. And he’s staying in the room next door.

  Colton Sears is bad news.