by Amy Davies
“You protect her with all that you are, Joey. She’s your responsibility, but just remember, she’s still my baby girl. Treat her right, and I won’t have the need to bury you in so many fucking places it will take years to find you.”
With that, he kisses my cheek again and gives Magnum a stern look before leaving.
Then there were two.
The bed suddenly lowers. I yelp and Magnum laughs, then I see the controls in his hand. The bed stops, and Magnum adjusts us so we’re laying face to face, careful of my ribs.
“I’m a bad ass motherfucker but seeing you in that state brought me to my knees. I wanted to bring Hancock back and kill him all over again. He put his hands on what’s mine. He hurt what’s mine. But I know the reaper is taking real good fucking care of him,” he tells me, kissing my forehead.
I know that I need to apologize for thinking wrong of the photo. The look in his eyes when I accused him of being with her, rather than trying to save me, will always stick with me, but it will be a reminder that Magnum is all in with me. He is mine forever, and I am his.
“I’m sorry I doubted you about Riley. My head was all over the place, and I thought the worst. It won’t happen again. I’m proud to be your old lady, Magnum. Joey’s girlfriend.” I wink at him.
Smirking at me, he leans in for a kiss, his tongue delving into my mouth and taking what he wants. He cups my jaw, holding me in place while he devours my mouth. Pulling back to look into my eyes, he finds my soul, searing it with his gaze.
“That’s good, baby, because I’m never letting you go. You are my queen, Risky. For now, and forever. We will be sitting on the back porch relaxing after the kids and grandkids have gone home, and you will ride my cock on the porch swing I will have installed.”
I burst out laughing and grab my ribs to hold them still as much as I can. He laughs with me before silencing me with a deep kiss again. This man’s lips would conquer the world if a woman got her hands on him, but he is all mine.
“I like that plan, babe.”
We lay side by side, watching each other until we fall asleep. Basking in each other’s warmth and love. For years I thought about moments like this, but clearly, we were never in the right place to be in each other lives like this.
Now though… now we are us, and no one stands alone.
Epilogue
Magnum
This is where I want to stay forever. Curled up in my bed, with my woman draped over me. She has one leg slung over my thigh, and her arm is resting across my stomach, her tits pressed against my side.
Brushing the hair back off her face, she moans then snuggles into me more. Looking down at her body, taking in some of the bruises still visible, I see the scar on her thigh. Most faded away, but some remained visible. But Risky being Risky wears them with pride.
It’s been a month since she was almost taken from me, and every day she has grown from strength to strength. It’s mid-afternoon now, after a morning of making love to her, then fucking her.
I blame her for the random fuck fest. She was bent over her Jeep in black, short denim shorts and a grey cropped top, with fucking Doc Martens. Sexy as fucking sin is my girl.
Pussy whipped is the place to be. Well, P-Town, as Kara calls it.
“Baby, you need to wake up.” I stroke her face. We need to get downstairs; my parents and her aunt and uncle are coming in for the week to celebrate Kara’s twenty-fourth birthday.
Meows echo around the room, reminding me that Suki is in here with us. She’s never too far from Kara these days, hissing at anyone new that comes close to her. For a cat, she’s pretty damned smart. She knew something was wrong with Kara.
“Do we have to? I like it here,” Kara says sleepily. One thing you need to know about Kara is that she hates mornings and waking up from naps. My girl loves her nap time and comfy places.
Chuckling at her, I move us so she’s flat on her back and I’m hovering over her. She looks fucking beautiful, all naked, flushed from our fucking. The property patch on her forearm.
Each club has their own version of the property tattoo, but Kara picked this one, so every old lady in our charter will have the same one.
It’s a black and white rose, with half of a skull face. Down the stem of the rose says, ‘Property of Magnum’. It’s fierce but delicate and makes a statement that the woman who wears this tattoo is strong but kindhearted.
I suck on her nipple until she gasps, then I jump out of bed, much to her dismay.
“Fucker, why would you do that?” she says, but climbs out of the bed, pulling clean clothes out of the dresser on her side of the room.
I watch as she slides on a black thong, then stonewash jean shorts over the curve of her ass. Such a shame to cover that baby up. She pulls on a matching black strapless bra, then slides her singlet over that.
“Fuck yeah they are.” I wink at her, nodding at the slogan on her tee.
There are two skeleton hands, perfectly placed over where her tits are. The slogan under that says, ‘These tittes are protected by a smoking hot biker.’
Looking down, she giggles, then brings her seductive gaze up to me. She gives me her grin that says she knows how much I want her.
“They could have been in your mouth right now, or being fucked by your big cock, but you want to go downstairs to see the fam. Your loss, baby.” She skips over to me, tugging on my cut, bringing my mouth down onto hers.
I cup her ass, bringing her flush against my body.
“I will have these tits later, in my mouth and surrounding my cock, no qualms about that, babe. But for now, let’s go. Grab the baby before they come looking for us.”
Risky picks up Suki and we leave my room, heading downstairs to the family, who are waiting to celebrate my woman’s birthday, and more.
The party is in full swing. Risky is sitting on my lap while we laugh and joke with my brothers. The alcohol is flowing nicely, and everyone is having a good time. My parents, along with Crude, Jewel, Tank and a few of the club, turned up for tonight’s festivities.
What was a surprise was that Lani came with them and is looking real fucking cozy with Tank over by the bar.
“I need to warn him not to hurt her. She’s a nice girl, babe,” Risky says, then turns her gaze back to the couple at the bar.
Squeezing her neck, I make her look at me. I lean in to kiss her delectable lips before telling her to back off.
“Baby, they’re adults. They can fuck if they want to, without a relationship.”
“She doesn’t do one-night stands, Joey,” she whines. Her head snaps in their direction when Lani throws her head back, laughing.
“Baby, she was dealt a shitty hand months back, now she’s healed and moving on. Let her live a little, yeah?”
Nodding, she brings her gaze back to me and I take her lips in a heated kiss, not giving a fuck who’s here. Dropping one hand to my thigh, I check that the items are still in there. I feel it, so I lean to the side, making Kara frown at me, but I just smile at her.
“Here, baby. Drix kept it safe for you.” She gasps and snatches it out of my hand before putting it on. It’s the purple crystal skull, but with a brand-new white gold chain.
“Thank you so much, Magnum.” Kissing me again, our tongues dance and play. My hand slides up her naked thigh to her ass, and I give it a squeeze.
“I love you, Kara,” I say against her mouth.
“I love you too, Joey.”
My phone pings in my pocket and I pull it out, smiling when I hear Risky moan and climb off my lap. Rookie’s sent a Snatch-Chat. I open the PM and chuckle, and it’s followed by a round of laughter.
The image shows a chick with a huge ass clit that actually looks like a dick.
“Damn, I bet that fucker is happy seeing that. We all know he likes to suck cock from time to time.” Everyone laughs at Slide. Rookie is as straight as they come, but he winds up so easily.
Tucking my phone away, I wait for the perfect moment to do what needs
to be done. A few minutes later, Rookie comes into the room with the girl he took to his room, and everyone cheers. She blushes to high heaven, making everyone laugh harder.
“Feckers,” Rookie bitches and leads the girl to the bar. He orders a drink, and I sip from my own. Whiskey for me tonight. Looking around the room, I catch my father’s gaze and he smiles, nodding and lifting his drink to me. I return the gesture and stand up. I down the rest of my drink before placing the glass on the table.
Bringing my fingers to my mouth, I whistle loud enough to catch everyone’s attention. My gaze lands on Kara, who’s talking to Dezi over by the pool table. She isn’t the only Rugged Regular here tonight. So is Pound, and the new girls: Blake, Nadia and Elsie. They seem nice and not too bitchy, but I know Risky has put them in their place.
“Listen up. You’re all here tonight to celebrate my girl’s birthday. My baby is being spoilt.”
“Like she isn’t already,” Slide chimes in from his seat with a busty blonde on his lap.
“Shut it, Slidey,” Kara shouts over to him, and people laugh. He blows her a kiss and the chick on his lap scowls at him, but he just smiles at her. Bitches need to know that Kara is the motherfucking Queen of this club and the brothers will always put her first, unless they have their own old lady.
“Okay, attention back on me, as I’m the most important person here, besides my girl. As I was saying, we’re celebrating Kara’s birthday, but I have a few things to say. Risky, baby, come here.” I hold out my hand for her, and she steps up to me, rising on her tiptoes to kiss me.
“As some of you know, Kara is my old lady. We’ve known each other for years, but I was a horny bastard back then and only thought with my dick.”
“Like you don’t think with your cock now?” Edge says. I flip him off and Risky chuckles next to me. My hand slips down from her waist, cupping her ass. She loves when I do this.
“I always think with my cock. I got the best girl, didn’t I?” I wink down at Risky, and she grins back, licking her lips. “Anyway… Kara always had my attention, but I knew back then she was weeding through her life and finding her way, and I know that I would have put a damper on the person she is today. But now… now she’s mine, and I don’t plan on ever letting her go.”
Pulling my arm away, I step in front of her and lower to one knee. I hear a few gasps, but I keep my gaze locked on my woman, who’s smiling down at me. No tears, just a sexy fucking smile.
“Kara Jane Lornes, aka my Risky, will you make me the luckiest motherfucker around and marry me?”
Smirking down at me, she cups my jaw, leaning down and kissing my lips before biting the bottom one and pulling it between her teeth. I hiss from the pain but don’t stop her. She speaks in a low tone, so that only I can hear her.
“Will you let me kiss you whenever I want to?” I nod. “Will you let me suck your cock whenever I want to?” I give another nod. “Will you eat at P-Town whenever I want?” Nodding again, I turn my head to kiss her palm.
“Will you fuck me whenever I want your cock?”
“Whenever and wherever, baby,” I reply, expecting her to answer me. But this is Risky I’m dealing with.
“Will you give me babies whenever I want them?” Her voice is low, husky and full of emotion. My gaze drops to her stomach, and my heart skips a beat. She brings my head up so our gaze is connected again, shaking her head.
“Not yet. But will you plant your babies in my belly, Joey Masters?”
“As many as you want, baby. We can practice every fucking day,” I tell her. She gives me a beautiful smile, urging me to stand with her hands on my jaw. I do as she wants and climb to my feet.
Gripping my cut, she pulls me close. She makes me wait a beat before she gives me her final answer.
“Yes, Joey Masters, I will marry you.”
“FUCK YEAH!” I yell, before taking her mouth in a branding kiss.
Cheers and celebrations go around the room, everyone coming up to us, hugging and giving back slaps. The women gush over her ring, which is perfect for her. A white gold wishbone ring with a sapphire gem sitting in the deep ‘v’ of the frame.
“Baby, come here.” I pull her back to me, kissing her again. People step away, giving us some space. I kiss my fiancée like I’ve never kissed her before.
Her hands slide up my tee, under my cut. Her touch makes me skin pebble. Only she does that to me. Lowering my hands to her ass, I tuck them in the pockets of her shorts, pulling her against me so there’s no space between us.
“Nothing and no one will take you from me. You are mine, now and always. Now I get to fuck you whenever I want. I own you, Kara Masters.” I wink at her, and she smiles salaciously at me. “VP,” I all out.
Opal steps up, handing me the item I had made for Kara, aka Risky, aka my old lady. This is what will make us one hundred percent official in the eyes of the club.
“Baby, this is for you.” I hold up the property cut, and she gasps, covering her mouth with her hand, the other reaching out to touch the leather. She touches the patch that says ‘Risky’. Smiling, I turn it around, showing her the back.
‘Property of Magnum’.
“Mine,” I say, helping her into the leather, before taking her mouth in a searing kiss, which has the room erupting in cheers again.
“I like the sound of that—the name I mean. But, babe, you’re mine too. Don’t forget that.”
“Never.”
I kiss her again and we sit on the sofa, her in my lap. We watch the club party, drinking the night away. This is why I love this club so much. We are always here for each other, through the good shit and the bad.
We are the Rugged Skulls MC, and no one stands alone.
THE END
Acknowledgments
First and for most my husband, my odd man, my King. Thank you for always supporting me and being by side through it all. I love you, baby.
My 3 babies, even though you aren’t babies anymore. Always be you.
Dana, thank you for YET another amazing cover. Everyone you do, it blows me away. It is perfection.
Steph, as always thank you for making Magnum more readable and for the wicket comments that make editing so much better.
Jessica, my darling, thank you for making my book’s indies look pretty.
My betas, thank you for all the support and help with his book.
Heather, no words can justify what you have done for me. Never change and always be you.
And last but never, because as the saying goes #AlwaysLast. You mean so much to me, the sharing the kid words, the amazing reviews. Thank you So much from the bottom of my heart for all of the groovy support.
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About the Author
Amy lives in South Wales with her husband ad three children, their family dog and turtle. Besides writing, Amy is very fond of photography and a lover of al music. She is also a huge fan of Supernatural an
d Sons of Anarchy. Amy is also a huge ice hockey fan, mainly the Cardiff Devils. Amy loves spending time with her family and friends, plus meeting new people. From writing bad boys, to rock stars and bikers, Amy’s books covers them all.
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