Outlaw MC, 8
What if bad guys ruled the world and the good guys were the outlaws?
Now that the war is over, Outlaw returns to Earth to break his lost lover Liam out of prison. But what the VP of the club experienced is still unknown. Outlaw must prepare for the worst—a broken lover that he took too long to rescue. Meanwhile, Mars is rebuilding under new leadership but the peace is short lived with an old enemy on the loose. And Prospect has some unexpected revelations, like his crush on Outlaw. As if the president of the Outlaw MC didn’t have enough to deal with.
Finding Liam in an abandoned Earth prison is his goal, the rest of the universe will have to wait. Outlaw only hopes he isn't too late to be Liam’s hero.
Be Warned: m/m sex, menage sex (MMM), rimming
Excerpt:
Reilly glanced at the floor then back at me. “Do you think … can I talk to you for a minute?”
“Of course.” I leaned more of my body onto the table and crossed my ankles. “Everything okay? You’re not gonna pass out from the fucking laser ink are you?” I lifted an eyebrow. Tage had actually passed right the fuck out when he got his ink. It made everyone hysterical with laughter and Deviant nearly killed us all.
“Nah,” he said and glanced back at the ground. Reilly was stalling.
I straightened. “Tell me.”
“Everyone gave me something for my birthday.”
I scoffed. “You’re looking for a present.” I actually had one for him. It was a carving that Justice had made out of real wood. It was a phallic carving. I grinned. The penis was shaped completely out of proportion, extremely large and perfect for Reilly. He did love cock.
“I know what I want and … well, I may not get the courage to tell you this again.”
I was lost. What the fuck was he talking about?
“Outlaw … I …” He took a deep breath.
The blond twink was getting up the nerve for something. I felt kind of slow on the uptake. Maybe that whiskey was a bad idea. “Prospect?”
“Reilly. Call me Reilly, Outlaw. I’ve been waiting all this time for you to call me by my real name because…” He paused. “Because I love you.”
The words had me so shocked that I didn’t react when Reilly lifted to his toes and fucking kissed me. His soft lips were planted on mine. I pushed him away. “The fuck are you doing?” My voice was anything but calm. I practically roared.
“I know you miss Liam,” Reilly began. “But … I thought … maybe after we rescue him.”
A loud beeping interrupted Reilly. The communication on my watch. It was Grim. He texted out a message and sent it. The message was short and to the point as Reilly fumbled for words. “It’s done.” The ship was done. I gasped. Liam. Then I glanced at the man before me. What the fuck was I going to do about the prospect? Damn it, Reilly. “Listen.” I placed a hand on each of his bare shoulders. “You’re a great guy, Reilly. I taught you to read. You helped the club. I can honestly say you’re a fantastic brother. But I can’t—”
Reilly frowned, throwing his hands up and dislodging my touch. “I love you, Outlaw. I’ve always loved you. That’s why I joined this fucking club. Not because of some epic revolution but because I had a crush on you and over the years … I’ve fallen in love with you. Every man I suck … I imagine you. Whenever I’m stripping, I stare at you. Have you never noticed it? Have you never noticed me?”
Oh, shit. I hadn’t a fucking clue but telling Reilly that would damn near crush him. I opened my mouth to speak, but I keeping replay Grim’s message.
“Outlaw? I know you love Liam but … I want to be a part of that. I’ll do anything.”
“Fucking hell, Prop … Reilly.” My emotions were on such a wild rampage I couldn’t think straight. “I can’t deal with this right now.” I walked around him. “Later. Right now, the ship’s done. I have to go rescue Liam.”
