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Dread takes what he wants, even if that means breaking every rule, pushing anyone in the way aside…
Dread: Nicholas “Dread” Derickson is all about his MC, Scorned Devils -- until he spies a youngster who sets his rebel blood on fire. Sexy bastard might be his undoing if Dread can’t get the president to turn a blind eye to his entanglement, which is cutting into club business just as a splinter group from another club moves into the area. One rider of the wayward gang rubs Dread the wrong way -- particularly when he discovers the biker had a prior relationship with the man Dread wants to make his.
Marvin: Marvin Branch hadn’t planned on attending an outlaw biker club party with a woman he’d met at his new job, but now he can’t stop eyeing the handsome older guy who’s definitely a member. Marv’s last liaison ended because the biker he hooked up with refused to be open about their relationship. Vowing not to go down that road again, Marv can’t help being enthralled by Nicholas. Soon Marvin struggles with his new lover’s actions and his fear of what will happen when he walks away gets the better of him. The man is not only possessive, he’s hell-bent on keeping Marv until he’s had his fill.
Publisher: Changeling Press
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Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 3
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 46-65
Protagonist 2 Age: 18-25
Tropes: Alpha Character, Antihero, Criminals & Outlaws, InstaLove / Love at First Sight, May/December
Word Count: 27400
Setting: USA, Pennsylvania, Coatesville, Philadelphia
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
Nicholas helped Marvin up from his sprawled position on the desk and spun him around. One hand set Marv at arm’s length. He shoved his cock in his pants and fastened them. “Who hurt you?”
Jesus, no way he could answer that. No matter how small, clubs always seem to have connections to other MC’s. Anyway, he didn’t want to say the name. Did not even want to think it after what he’d just done with Nicholas. “I’m fine.”
“What you said earlier leads me to believe you know something about my kind. Tell me what happened.”
“Making conversation to prove this meant something is not necessary. I know what it is.”
“Goddamn you, Marvin, tell me.”
READ MOREAt least he hadn’t lied and insisted what they’d just done mattered. Marvin stooped and picked up his pants. Moving away, he pulled on his underwear and slacks. “I’ve got to get back to work.” Glaring at Nicholas, he told him, “No way will I give you a reason to let me go. Like I said, I need this job.”
Nicholas removed his vest and shirt. Replacing his cut, he used the shirt to wipe the front of his pants before he swiped it across the edge of the desk. Bending, he used the material to blot spots from the hardwood floor. “Where are you from?” He tossed the shirt into the trash receptacle. Gathering papers and items from the floor, he dumped the jumbled mess on the desk.
“Philly.”
“Bayside Specters territory. Tell me his name.”
“Fuck’s sake.” He’d find out eventually. “Wallace. Wallace Nixon. We wanted different things.” Marv had no intention of getting into it any deeper. “Look, it is none of your business, but we’ve been over for months.”
The look Nicholas sent in his direction meant Marv was not going to mention he’d seen two Bayside Specters riders in Parkesburg last Monday. The bar was called Griffin and it had become a place he and Belinda patronized to escape Coatesville. He prayed Belinda would keep her mouth shut.
Nicholas leaned against the desk, his voice raspy when he spoke. “You can leave.”
“Screw you.”
“Maybe next time.”
“There isn’t going to be a next time.”
“Trust me, there will be a next time.”
Marvin strode to the door and yanked it open. “You can kiss my ass.”
“Shit. I just did.”
COLLAPSEReleases 8/30/24 at Changeling Press, LLC
Motorcycle Club Romance/Gay
