Title: Biker Baby
Series: Kings of Mayhem MC #3
Author: Penny Dee
Genre: MC Romance/Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Marisa, Cover Me Darling
Release Date: April 19, 2019
Blurb
I was about to make a huge mistake.
And when I say huge, I mean, approximately ten inchesâ worth of mistake. But after the week Iâd had, this was just what I needed. A night of big bad mistakes with a big bad biker.
Honey Scott
Finding out your boyfriend is a cheating loser is a real buzz kill. Finding out youâre actually the other woman, is devastating. Call it temporary insanity, but I decide the best way to get over the loser Iâd dated for two years is to get under a biker with tattoos, dimples and a hard body he knows how to use. Heâs going to make everything better with numerous mind-blowing orgasms. But just for one night. Except one faulty condom means my one-night stand isnât so one-night after all.
Caleb Calley
After a night of insane sex, the beautiful blue-eyed brunette gave me the slip. And even with all the women on offer afterwards, I canât get her off my mind. So when she turns up at the Kings of Mayhem MC compound Iâm quick to give her a second night of amazing sex and crazy orgasms. But this time, Iâm not ready to let her go. Thereâs just one problemâ sheâs not interested. But if she thinks sheâs going to give me the slip again, then sheâs got another thing coming. I know she is keeping a secret from me but I donât care what it is. I want her and Iâm going to make her mine.
Biker Baby, book three in the Kings of Mayhem MC series.
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As he waited for his breathing to calm, I took a moment to marvel in the bulk of the man lying on top of me. My fingers slid across golden skin colored with a collage of intricate pictures, symbols and words. My palm curved around strong deltoid muscles that were well-rounded and powerful. He was big. Strong. Lethal. And probably not interested in being the father of my baby.
The thought made me shift uneasily beneath him. I had to get out of there. I needed to be alone to collect my thoughts and find my senses. I wiggled and Caleb rolled off me. I thought he would let me go but he didnât. Instead he turned my face towards him and kissed me hard on the mouth.
But I was leaving. I sat up and began looking for my panties on the floor. Finding them wedged under the corner of the bed, I slipped them on and began hunting for my skirt.
âWhere are you going?â He asked.
âI have to go.â
âWhy are you always running away from me?â He said, an amused sparkle in his eyes. âWill I see you again?â
I paused and looked at him over my shoulder. âDo you want to?â
He grinned and I was momentarily taken back by how beautiful it was.
How beautiful he was.
âHell darlinâ, I donât want you to leave.â
I resumed looking for my skirt. âI have to leave. I have things to do.â
I found my skirt in a tangle with my shirt at the foot of the bed.
âAt least let me give you a ride home.â He sat up.
âIts fine. I can call a cab.â I stood up and slipped my shirt on.
âIâm not letting you take a cab.â
âReally its fine.â
He climbed off the bed, unfazed by his nakedness, and began looking for his boxer shorts. I paused to drink in the fine display of his muscular body and his still swollen manhood swinging between his powerful thighs. It was obvious he took very good care of his body.
He slipped on his jeans and by the time I had buttoned my blouse and found my phone and shoes, he was fully dressed and securing his wallet chain to his jeans.
âReady?â He asked.
There was no point arguing.
As he opened the bedroom door, I mentally braced myself. I wasnât looking forward to the walk of shame through the clubhouse. But the hallway was quiet and the clubhouse was still. Sometime in the night the music had stopped and the party had wound down.
As soon as I entered the bar, the stench of last nights partying hit me like a bat to the face and I had to hold my breath. The bar was littered with snoring bikers and the odd club girl asleep where they had passed out. Bottles lay scattered and spilled everywhere. Stale booze and body odor were ripe in the air. Caleb took my hand and led me through the mess, stepping over discarded bottles and sleeping bodies. Musty smoke glittered in the dusty rays of sunlight bursting into the room from a window above the jukebox.
Across the room, an older biker was quietly having sex with a large, partially dressed woman up against the pool table. His jeans were down around his ankles and his eyes were closed as he lazily rocked into her. The slap, slap of her large wobbly boobs against the pool table broke the stillness of the morning.
Further away, a naked woman lay slumped at the base of a stripper pole with everything open and on display. She hugged a half-spilled bourbon bottle and snored loudly. As we passed by her, Caleb shook his head and grabbed a discarded shirt from a nearby chair to cover her.
âIs she alright?â I whispered.
âYeah, thatâs Candy. Itâs not the first time sheâs passed out there and it wonât be the last.â
I glanced around me. This place. These people. This was Calebâs world. And it reeked of bad choices. Nausea roiled in the pit of my stomach and I barely made it outside in time before losing the contents of my stomach.
âJesus, are you okay?â Caleb asked, coming up behind me.
I gestured for him to give me a moment as another wave of nausea washed over me and I vomited again.
âYou drink too much?â he asked when I finally straightened and walked over to him. âI donât remember you being drunk.â
I shook my head. âI didnât drink a thing.â
He handed me a helmet. âAre you okay to ride? Or do you need a minute?â
âIâll be okay.â
He led me over to a row of motorcycles parked alongside the clubhouse. His was a big black beast with lots of chrome gleaming in the early morning light.
Before he climbed on, he touched my hand. âAre you sure youâre ok?â
I smiled brightly but it was fake because I felt weird. Out of place. I didnât belong there.
âYes. Iâm fine.â I said, very aware that I needed to get out of there. I did up my helmet and climbed onto the back of his bike. âLets ride.â
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Penny Dee writes contemporary romance about rockstars, bikers, hockey players and everyone in-between. She believes true love never runs smoothly, and her characters realize this too, with a boatload of drama and a whole lot of steam.
She found her happily ever after in Australia where she lives with her husband, daughter and a dog named Bindi.
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