Bitter Kind of Love: Prairie Devils MC Romance (Outlaw Love)

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without feeling her flak bursting my eardrums.
    I kept the report to the Prez short and sweet, giving him Alice's words verbatim, grinding my damned teeth the whole time. On the way back, Em passed by me, slapping a slip of paper in my hands.
    “What's this?”
    “Test results. You're clean, VP. Near as I can tell, you took a hard turn and twisted your testicles just enough to cause discomfort. You should be more careful riding on these mountain roads.” Emma frowned. “I hope you'll be wise about where you stick your –“
    I took off before she could finish. Didn't need a goddamned lecture. The ache in my balls was gone, and the lab shit confirmed what I already knew.
    I also didn't need to be reminded the only place my cock longed to be was totally off limits. The stone cold bitch in my room might as well have had her legs clamped shut with barbed wire across her pussy.
    Fuck me if it didn't make me want her any less, and that meant I was seriously screwed.
    The next day was Tank's homecoming.
    I was parked on the curb outside the prison, watching Goliath walk through the gates. Emma beat everybody else rushing to him, leaping into his arms and giving him a kiss so hot and long it would've made any man forget their dank, cold cell.
    Fuck. Several brothers had their old ladies with.
    Blaze and Saffron. Moose and Connie. Roller and Reb sat next to the whores, a quick reach away from throwing their arms around those chicks and pulling them close, warming them up for later.
    Marianne and Sangria migrated to sucking and fucking their cocks since I stopped giving 'em so much attention. Couldn't blame them. That scorched earth shit Alice left in my head was really pissing me off.
    I couldn't even put out the fire enough to get my dick wet in some chick who'd appreciate it.
    Well, fuck her anyway. Fuck her for wrapping my brain in a tornado of lust and rage every single second. Fuck her for twisting me inside out, turning eighteen damned years of calm on its head. Fuck her for making me think about the past I tried my damnedest to bury – almost as much as I thought about throwing her to the wall and ripping her jeans off, pushing my angry cock between her legs, and working out all the crazy shit between us the best way I knew how.
    Fuck her for making me think about fucking her when she was nothing but fucking outta reach. Fuck!
    I was hellbent on having a decent day anyway. Tomorrow, we'd all be scrambling, trying to find something to get our brother off the hook permanently. But tonight, Blaze and Saffron had a big bash organized, one that promised to be a sendoff or a welcome home for Tank, depending on what happened next.
    Forgetting about Alice's shit wasn't so hard when the big guy strode out to us, arms still wrapped tight around Emma. He stopped as Blaze slapped him on the shoulders, giving him a big, brotherly greeting.
    I was about to do the same when the Prez stopped everybody and told us to listen up.
    Everybody was surprised by how eloquently he spoke. The boy wasted no punches claiming Em as his old lady right there, point blank, promising her she was his and only his, no matter what was coming next.
    Hell or high water, he'd made up his mind, and so had his girl.
    “As of today, Emma Galena is off fucking limits,” he growled. “She's mine, all mine, and only mine. You'll all be reminded soon enough, every goddamned day when she's wearing my brand...”
    Everybody went nuts when he was done. Fuck, even I was smiling, so wide I felt my own dimples drilling into my cheeks. Tank returned the grin and nodded at me as he walked past, heading for the bike we'd towed with us to pick him up.
    I climbed on mine and rode behind them, ready to get back to the clubhouse and let loose. Em was crazy about his gigantic tattooed ass, and that made him a lucky man. I just hoped his luck would hold and we'd find some way to keep the love and laughter going.
    I fought like hell to keep Alice outta my head on the ride home. It

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