Wayward Secret (Wayward Saints MC Book 7)

by K. Renee

  Before Brant was sent to Oregon, I could see that something was going on, hell all of us could. It wasn't ideal, but he made her happy and protected her when we weren't around. I was okay with that. Plus, I could see that she really digged him.

  Sure I'm the youngest of the Davoli boys, but I can fuck your shit up just like my older brothers. Who do you think taught me?

  As we got older, my brothers would talk about sex and all the things that they did to women. My interest was always peaked, but when I finally lost my virginity at fifteen I didn't get what they were talking about. I didn't have the same orgasms that they talked about. Hell, I had a hard time just getting off with the girls from high school.

  At seventeen, I finally figured out what they were talking about. My first full blown orgasm was with a club whore who liked things a little rough. Hell I had no idea what she wanted, but she walked me through it every step of the way. And fucking hell was it phenomenal.

  The moment my palm landed on her pale white ass, I knew that I finally found something that I liked. Judging by the moans that came out of her mouth, I was doing something right. Seeing my hand print on her ass got me harder than I had ever been before. She reached behind and squeezed my balls and I almost fucking came right then and there.

  I didn't know why I was programmed this way, but Silvie always made sure to get me off when I needed it. We used each other and we were both okay with it. I was afraid of how my brothers would react if I told them that I just couldn't get it up for any of the bitches who wanted to fuck missionary only. It wasn't my taste and I sure as hell didn't want to just get them off.

  Being the youngest boy in my family, I was selfish. My old man always gave me what I wanted because he felt bad that I didn't get to spend as much time as my brothers did with my mom.

  He blamed himself for her death and I did too for a long time.

  When I turned eighteen and started prospecting, I realized that there was nothing he could have done. That same thing could happen to any of the members and we were lucky to have her in our lives for the short amount of time that we did.

  Chapter One

  The minute Brynn walked into my life; I knew I was in for a hell of a ride. That girl was hell in heels and I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. Her tight little black shorts and skimpy tops left nothing to the imagination and I couldn't wait to sink balls deep into her. Her white blonde hair spilled down her back in waves and the only thing I could think of was wrapping it around my arm and bending her over the first thing I could find.

  The one catch was that she didn't know about the thoughts that were constantly running through my head. She's a good girl with a wild streak a mile long; but I'm sure this was still a little too much for her tastes.

  Sure the sexy little thing, made it difficult to concentrate at work, but I wouldn't give up my life style for her. I need the release and I only know one way of getting it.

  Over the years I've ruined more girls than I could count with the things I wanted. I wanted so bad to ruin Brynn, but my sister would fucking kill me. Anslie and Brynn have gotten really close over the last few months. Brynn works in the bike shop as the receptionist or some shit, and for weeks I've been thinking about sinking into her sweet pussy.

  Shit I thought for sure my dick was gonna explode when I walked in on her bent over her desk just now.

  Her tight little shorts were showing off just enough of her ass cheeks to turn even gay men straight. She had no panties lines so I can only imagine what she had on underneath. I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from reaching over and grabbing her ass.

  I clear my throat and she jumps. Sometimes, I swear she doesn't know how fucking hot she is.

  "Bentley." She stutters.

  I smirk at her and walk as close as I can without touching her. I watch the way her throat bobs with each swallow she takes and my hands are itching to be on her neck. She's nervous and it turns me on even more.

  "Hey darlin'. How are things going?" I ask.

  What I would give to be able to bend her over this desk and fuck her into next year.

  Brynn doesn't have a lot of curves, but I can bet money that she would look fucking perfect tied to my bed.

  Licking her lips, I watch her eyes turn lustful and I know she wants me just as bad as I want her.

  "They are great." She whispers. "I am finally getting the hang of things around here." I watch her eyes trail down my body and I get hard. When she gets to my dick, I hear her sharp intake of breath. She can see what she does to me and I would love to turn her ass pink with my hand.

  The office door opens and I hear my nephews come in screaming, "Unkle Benwee!" I turn around and get slammed into by Severye and Remington. I look up from my favorite mini people and see my sister staring daggers at me. She has Braxton on her hip and he's pulling on her hair. "Hey Brynn!" She says with a huge smile.

  "Bentley." She says. I walk over to her and grab my favorite little boy out of her arms.

  Kissing her on the cheek I reply. "Hey little girl."

  She sticks her tongue out at me and tells me she's not the youngest anymore. I laugh at her because she will always be a little girl to us. Anslie and I are only three years apart, so I wasn't as over bearing as Dom or Robbie. I let her do as she pleased and only stepped in when necessary.

  "Can you watch the boys for me Ben?" She asks sweetly. Shit. I should have known better.

  "Come on little girl. I'm working. Can't you get your old man to watch his kids? I know that bastard ain't here working."

  She gives me her signature puppy dog eyes and I pretty much give in. "I want to spend some time with Brantley alone. I'll love you forever Benny."

  I hate when she calls me that. "You already love me forever sis. But yeah I watch the little persons."

  She squeals and wraps her arms around my neck and Brax grabs her hair again. She kisses my cheek and then pulls her hair out of his grasp. She gives the boys kisses and tells them that she loves them.

  "Bye guys love you. Thanks Ben. Bye Brynn!" She runs out the door and I turn to look at Brynn who has a smile on her face.

  "What?" I ask with a smirk.

  She shakes her head and her white blonde hair dances around her face. "Just didn't expect you to be the type to watch your sister's kids."

  Looking over at the twins, they are playing cars on the desk and not even paying attention to what's going on. I walk over to her and lean into her ear. "I'm a lot of bad things darlin' but I love these little guys and would do anything for them and my sister."

  I feel her body break out into goose bumps and Brax tries to grab her hair. I angle him away just enough so he can't grab the stands.

  "You can't be all that bad if you babysit for your sister." She states unevenly. I'm affecting her and I can't help but smile.

  "Trust me, I'm all sorts of fucked up." I lean away from her and look into her eyes. She looks fascinated but I can tell she still isn't sure about me.

  Every ounce of me wants to dominate her, but in the back of my mind I know that I can't ruin her. She's too good for the likes of me. And I'll be damned if I hurt her when every instinct in me wants to protect her.

  She reaches out and places her hand on my arm. "Bentley, you can't be that bad."

  Brax starts to babble about who knows what, but I can only focus on the blonde beauty standing in front of me.

  "You have no idea." I state staring into her icy blue eyes. I hear the door slam open but I don't remove my eyes from her.

  "Bentley!" The bitch shrieks! Fuck me. I told this cunt to get lost and she still doesn't fucking get it. Slowly turning around I come face to face with the bitch I wish I never let in my bed.

  The bitch tries to look around me but I tower over Brynn so she's covered from her sights. Shit will get real ugly fast if she knew all the things I've been thinking about Brynn.

  Handing my nephew Brax to Brynn, I face the bitch. Yeah, I call her bitch. No it's not a pet name and yes it's really how I
feel about her. She's a bitch plain and simple. She thinks that just because we fucked a few times that we are suddenly in a fucking relationship. Every fucker that knows me knows I don't do relationships. Bitches are only good for one thing.

  "What do you want?" I ask clenching my fists. I've never hit a woman, but this bitch has gone way to fucking far.

  "Bentley we're supposed to go out. Don't you remember our date?" She whines.

  I can hear Brynn snickering behind me and it makes me want to paddle her ass so fucking bad.

  "We aren't doing shit. I told you we were done and we will never fuck again." I ground out. I only have so much patience before I flip my shit and this bitch is right there.

  I feel Brynn's hand on my lower back and I have to force myself to focus on the bitch in front of me.

  "Baby! We are meant to be together!" She wails.

  The twins look over at us and I cringe. They watch us intently and I sure hope they don't repeat any of this to my sister. She would be pissed.

  "Bitch, get the fuck out of my shop and out of my life. I've told you a hundred times. We. Are. Not. Together." Brax starts to cry and I decide I would rather pull my teeth out then deal with this shit any longer. I don't want to subject my nephews and Brynn to this crazy bitch any longer.

  I push the bitch out the door and into the parking lot.

  She turns and huffs out in annoyance. She's lucky. I want to fucking strangle the dumb bitch and not in a good way.

  "Bentley." I hold my hand up stopping her from saying anything else.

  "No. I fucking told you once that we are done. Don't even come near me again." I watch her eyes get huge and I can tell she's finally listening to me.

  "You pull that shit again and you will wish you never met me. I'm not fucking around." Before she can say thing, I turn and walk back to the office and shut the door before she can follow me. Not that I think she is that fucking stupid. But hey, I can be wrong.

  About the Author

  K. Renee is from sunny California. Creative by nature, she decided to put her imagination on paper. During the day, she works in an office; at night, she writes. These stories have been in her head for years and are finally coming out on paper.

  K. Renee started writing this year, but has loved writing since she was young. She started this series because the story wouldn't get out of her head, no matter what she did. She's twenty-six years old, typically writing in her free time or on her lunch break. K. Renee works full-time and tries and go to the gym every day. She reads constantly and has hundreds of books she can't wait to start.

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  Acknowledgments

  First and foremost, I want to thank everyone for buying this book! I never thought I would be releasing one book, let alone writing a whole series. I can't wait for everyone to meet my characters and fall in love with them like I have.

  I want to thank my beta readers for giving their honest opinion about the book. Trisha, Christa, Roz, Paige, Michelle, and Tiffany… You ladies are awesome! Sorry if I missed anyone! Thank you for taking time out of your schedules to beta read for me. I can't wait for you to read about Raef next!

  To my street team, K's Wayward Ladies… Thank you for all you do! You girls are amazing at pimping my book out to the indie world. Thank you for your support and I can't wait to see what the future brings.

  To the readers and fans… I thank each and everyone one of you who come to hang out with me during takeovers, participating in my giveaways! I hope you like this and my future books.

  -K