Dakota's Claim

By Jenika Snow

From the moment Dakota Mason realizes he wants Tawny Stoker, this obsessive need rises inside of him. He is possessive, jealous, and territorial of her. He wants to tear down anything that stands in his way of having her as his.

Tawny appears like she lives on the wild side, but she is really innocent. The one guy she desires, who she wants to be her first, only sees her as the girl he grew up with. Dakota, a member of The Brothers of Menace MC, is just as hardcore as any Grizzly club member she knows, and just as powerful.

When the two of them finally get together it’s explosive. Dakota can’t control his desire where she is concerned. Tawny consumes him, drives him crazy with lust, and he can’t stop until she is fully his. Dakota will destroy anyone that thinks they can take Tawny from him.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Jan 11, 2015
• ISBN: 9781772331844

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Copyright© 2015 Jenika Snow

ISBN: 978-1-77233-184-4

Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

Editor: Karyn White

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATION

To all the readers out there that show their continued support and wanted more from The Grizzly MC. Thank you all!

Author’s Note

This novella is a look into the lives of the next generation of The Grizzly MC. Although it can be read as a standalone, it is highly recommended that you read the previous Grizzly MC books to better know and understand the characters, their lives, and the world they live in.

Dakota and Tawny’s story takes place after the epilogue of Her Grizzly Outlaw (The Grizzly MC, 8). Although this story does take place in a world where bear shifting bikers exist, and though Tawny has a dormant bear inside of her, Dakota is human, and there is no shifting in this book.

FAMILY TREE

The Grizzly MC

Tallin Jagger Landon (President)

Sonya White

Nico (Twin) (m)

Alexis Stein

Lucas (Twin) (m)

Tarren Stoker

Lola Landon (f)

Cain (m)

Cane Diesel Marsh (Vice President)

Maggie Drake

Jakob (m)

Bodhi (m)

Dillon Brick Stein (Sergeant at Arms)

Darra Strand

Alexis (f)

Nico Landon

Odin (m)

Court Devlin

Lilly Winters

Mason (m)

Dallas Stoker

Hope Richards

Tarren (f)

Lucas Landon

Lola Landon (f)

Tawny (f)

Dakota Mason

Jackson Stinger Frost

Molly Clark

Dakota (Malice and Molly) (m)

Tawny Stoker

Lina (f)

Ben (m)

Drevin South

The Brothers of Menace MC

Lucien Silver (President)

CallieRoberts

Gabriel (m)

Maverick (m)

Ava (f)

Logan Kink Roberts (Vice President)

Bailey Cookie Smith

Marcus (m)

Lincoln Link (m)

Livvy (f)

Trevor Malice Mason (Sergeant at Arms)

Adrianna Carmine

Dakota (Malice and Molly) (m)

Drea (twin) (f)

Darius (twin) (m)

Dakota (Malice and Molly) (m)

Tawny Stoker

Cain Trainer

Fallina (Cain and Beth Wern (d)) (f)

Boston Tuck Oakley

Shane Pierce" Booker

Thayer Rock Ollin

Sebastian Ruin Hollander

DAKOTA’S CLAIM

The Grizzly MC, 9

Jenika Snow

Copyright © 2015

Chapter One

Come on, Dakota. You aren’t even hard for me. Bitty, a club pussy girl who got around with all the members, was doing some kind of grinding dance on his crotch. They were at The Brothers of Menace clubhouse, many of the MC members either in the back fucking some club pussy, or getting drunk and high.

I told you I’m not in the mood, he said and took a swig of his beer.

They always say they aren’t in the mood, but you know I can get this big dick of yours hard as rock. She went to grab his crotch, but he snatched her hand away, held her wrist in a loose, but forceful hold, and stared at her overly done made-up face. Bitty was rough around the edges, looking like she had been ridden hard and hung up soaking wet. She was in her forties, had bleached blonde hair with black roots coming through, and stank of cum. Yeah, she really fucking smelled like she was covered in the shit. Out of all the club pussy that hung around at the club, she was by far the roughest, oldest, and just plain rundown of the girls. But she pleased the other brothers, fucked them any which way they wanted, and apparently they didn’t give two shits about what a female looked like, or hell, felt like. But Dakota hadn’t put his dick inside of her, wouldn’t either. She just screamed nasty.

I can make you come in five minutes, baby, maybe even sooner if we go in one of the backrooms and have a little privacy. She tried to rub his crotch with her other hand, but he pushed her off of him. She fell to the ground, picked her skanky ass up, and huffed out. Fine, you don’t want me. There is a club full of other bikers here that would be happy to tap my ass. She turned and walked over to the club members that were on a run from California, sat her slutty ass down on one of their laps, and turned to stare at him, as if she were thinking he’d be jealous.

If she knew anything about him she’d realize that he had no intentions of ever sticking his dick in her toxic pussy. It wasn’t just because every brother here had been with her ten times over, but because since coming back from his run the only thing he had been able to think about was Tawny Stoker.

Tawny Stoker, this little blonde with a curvy body that drove him mad, was the daughter of one fierce and protective Grizzly MC member. She was also the woman he had been lusting after over for the past few years. It was like this sickness inside of Dakota, because when he was with a woman, if he could even get it up for her, all he thought about was Tawny.

But Dakota didn’t want to call it, or even consider it a sickness, because wanting the Grizzly girl was right on so many levels. It felt so right. He just called it a sickness because of what it did to him. He wasn’t with her, had never told her, or anyone else for that matter, that he was so in deep with his feeling concerning Tawny that he couldn’t go a day without thinking of her. He felt like he was obsessed, infatuated with her, like he couldn’t fucking concentrate without her image popping into his mind.

He went over to the bar, grabbed the bottle of Jack from the prospect, and started chugging right from it. Dakota wasn’t like all of the other members here. He didn’t fuck random women just for the sake of it, didn’t drink and get high to pass the time, and certainly didn’t throw his emotions around as if they were nothing. What he felt for Tawny was real, the most real thing he had ever felt in his life. It scared him, to be honest, and there were not a lot of things in this world that scared Dakota. He had grown up to be this hardcore biker, the son of an enforcer, and working towards that life for himself as well. Dakota also had taken lives, had helped in bringing down men that had meant to hurt his club and the people that the MC protected. The truth was he wasn’t a good man, and although he knew Tawny deserved someone much better than he was, he also knew that he couldn’t just walk away. He might be a chicken-shit for not just confronting her with how he felt, but that didn’t mean he would just back up anymore. He wanted her too badly, and sooner or later he knew that need for Tawny would eat him up inside until he snapped.

You okay, man? Lucien asked. The president of the Brothers of Menace was still just as dangerous, just as built and powerful as he had been two decades before. But having a family of his own, with a woman who was the daughter of Kink, the VP of the club, and also having a couple of kids of his own, had made the hardened biker softer in a sense. Lucien was still one mean motherfucker, though, and ran their club with an iron fist and a smart as fuck mind that kept them at the top of the food chain.

I’m good.

Lucien stared at him, this hard, unreadable expression on his face. He turned and grabbed a shot that the prospect had waiting for him, tossed it back, and then he looked at Dakota again. Even though the president was in his sixties, an old man compared to Dakota, he didn’t look over forty. How in the hell the man managed to stay looking so young, to still have his body in shape after all these years, was a mystery.

No, it’s not.

No, Dakota supposed it wasn’t so much of a mystery. Lucien kept in shape, had love and family in his life. And it was clear it did the man good. His silvery colored eyes regarded Dakota strangely.

Nah, you’re not cool. In fact, I’d be willing to bet just about anything that the reason you look like you got kicked in the balls is because you’re jonesing hard for a woman. Lucien grabbed another shot, tossed that one back, and then tipped his empty shot glass over on the counter, signaling he was finished. They stared at each other, and when Dakota didn’t answer right away Lucien grinned. Yeah, female trouble for sure. Hell, man, I know what you’re going through, believe me.

Dakota grunted, not knowing what to say but not about to lie either.

You want to talk about it? he asked Dakota.

Not in the least. Dakota looked at Lucien and smirked. Let’s just say that the one I want has a back-up of men that are like her big brothers, and a father that will gladly kick my ass and rip off my balls for even thinking the things I have about her.

Lucien was silent for a moment, looked at the club and all the debauchery going on, and then exhaled. I am going to take a wild guess and say she is part of The Grizzlies? He didn’t look at Dakota right away, but Dakota also didn’t deny it. Lucien was a smart man, and had gone through his own hell in trying to keep his woman.

Dakota ran a hand over his face and knew he needed to shave, but didn’t give a fuck at the moment.

Listen, Lucien said and faced Dakota again. I won’t tell you what you should or shouldn’t do concerning your love life, but I will say this. He paused for a moment. If you want something so much that it consumes you, takes up your thoughts, and the very idea of another man touching what is yours sends you into a blind rage, then you go for it, fight until you are bloody and can’t stand up, and never back down. Lucien rose to his full height. Love is worth fighting for. Your woman is worth fighting for.

And before Dakota could respond the front doors opened, and in walked Lucien’s clan. Callie wasn’t in tow, but his three kids walked in. Gabriel, the oldest Silver son, was twenty-two, already thick in the club, and just as mean as his father could be. He was also a big motherfucker, and still growing. Maverick, Lucien’s other son, and only twenty, was following in his big brother and father’s footsteps. Maverick was getting deeper into the club now that he had