Serving Xander: Black Hornets MC, #2

By Amy Love

Serving Xander is book 2 of the Black Hornets MC trilogy. Book 3, Craving Xander, is available everywhere now!

The last thing I need is a woman to look after.

XANDER
Until Johanna.

She was at the wrong place at the wrong time, and left me aching so hard for release that once wasn't enough.

She didn't invite me in, didn't ask for my protection.

But she better wise up and understand:

Better that she's protected by a monster like me.
Than left at the mercy of savages who want to make her bleed.

JOHANNA
His chiseled, tattooed body can’t hide his ruthless ways
I didn’t ask for Xander to protect me. Not now. Not ever.

But that didn’t stop him from pinning me, taking me from one climax to the next.

He frightens me.
Excites me
And when he stares at me....

I forget that he’s a criminal, that he’s dangerous.
I forget that his hands are stained with blood.

I forget that I'm not supposed to trust him.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Dec 17, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386054511

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SERVING XANDER: Black Hornets MC (Book 2)

By Amy Love

The last thing I need is a woman to look after.

XANDER

Until Johanna.

She was at the wrong place at the wrong time, and left me aching so hard for release that once wasn't enough.

She didn't invite me in, didn't ask for my protection.

But she better wise up and understand:

Better that she's protected by a monster like me.

Than left at the mercy of savages who want to make her bleed.

JOHANNA

His chiseled, tattooed body can’t hide his ruthless ways

I didn’t ask for Xander to protect me. Not now. Not ever.

But that didn’t stop him from pinning me, taking me from one climax to the next.

He frightens me.

Excites me

And when he stares at me....

I forget that he’s a criminal, that he’s dangerous.

I forget that his hands are stained with blood.

I forget that I'm not supposed to trust him.

CHAPTER 1

The sun started to rise through the windows. As I snuggled closer to his chest, I remembered his words and the dark promise that he was going to cast me aside as soon as it was safe.

But what did that even mean if I wasn’t with him. As he slept, I roused and played with his hair and wished that the rest of the world would vanish. No man had ever made me feel so loved, and I closed my eyes to keep the dream going when I heard a buzz from beyond the door.

From my purse. That was my phone.

It was an act of defiance than shredded my soul, I disentangled my body from his hold and tried the door only to find it stuck in place. I didn’t dare knock; his people didn’t want me this much.

Or if they did, it was without the tenderness that came from his touch.

My eyes found the deadbolt Xander had to have turned into place. I had a vague memory of pulling on the handle and finding no way out.

All I had to do was turn the brass in one direction, and the door pushed open so I was back in his office.

How far gone had I been?

My phone. I found the bag and fished it from my purse to see my mother calling, and I hoped I could keep my voice soft enough so that only she could hear my answer.

Jo? I thought you’d be here by now.

I’m coming, Mama, I promised. How are you feeling?

Better, she said. Got some sweet nurses looking after me. I’ll be fine until you arrive.

I’m so glad, I said. I miss you.

Okay, baby? she asked. You sound tired.

No way in hell I was going to tell her what had gone down and who I was with. It would only add to her worries. But there was a truth at the tail end of it that was far from a lie.

I...there’s a boy, I started. He’s got me all turned around.

Oh, Jo! she said. Someone you really care about?

Sighing as I recalled stitching him up and falling into his arms, I had to nod even as I knew that she couldn’t see me. It’s...it’s something special, I said. He watched me have a meltdown and—-

Jo, you’re so far past that! My mother had seen me thought the worst of it and never wavered. Sometimes I thought I kept the pain at bay to spare her the sight.

But it had come out all over again. And then there was Xander.

I know, Ma, I said. He helped me. And I’m back to reality. You don’t have to worry.

I always will, she said. But as long as you’re safe.

Safe? I wouldn’t be that much when he led me out of his den and tried to leave me on the edge of some lonely road. Maybe he thought that were best, but the thought of him meeting up with the redhead and having his face slashed was more than I could stand. I had to stick close to him and keep his wound clean.

And I was safe when he touched me.

It’s okay, Ma, I said. He’s kind of dark. But I am safe. And I...I need to...I want to stay with him.

Sounds like my little girl is in love.

I didn’t know if it was that, but I kept talking until she said that she was fine, and I finally ended the call with a smile as I longed to get back to the narrow bed. He would be there waiting, and I smiled at the thought when I turned around to find him standing tall in the doorway.

Hi, I said. So you...you’re up.

I woke up and you weren’t there, he said. I worried and—-

Don’t, I assured him as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his nose. I’m not going anywhere. It’s okay.

Xander started to settle into my embrace, and I moved in for a kiss when he back off and looked down the landing at his men starting to come back to life.

Sweet of you to say. But whatever lies you told your mother, rest assured this ain’t no fairy tale.

So you were listening in? I asked. Then you have to know that I wouldn’t lie to her.

My arms were almost around his neck again, and he started to hug me when he pushed back and shook his head. And don’t lie to yourself! he said. This is a war zone. And you’ll never belong.

His words hurt, but I still followed him back to his bed as he picked up my clothes and found them useless in the wake of his hands.

Damn it all to hell, he said. Xander pulled a pair of jeans from a drawer along with an oversized sweatshirt. Get dressed, he barked. Can’t have you looking like that if we’re doing this thing.

I felt like a little girl playing dress up as the clothes hung over my frame, and I bent down to curl up the denim cuffs when he was on his knees to help me along, his hands moving up my legs until his touch stopped at my waist and he rested his head to my belly.

Are you warm enough? he asked.

Sure. And you holding me doesn’t hurt.

Xander slowly crawled up my body, and he peered into my eyes as he fondled my cheek and pushed a few locks of fallen hair behind my ears.

I can still get you out, he said. That’s the plan. You have somewhere else that you need to be.

Yes, I admitted. And you were the thing I was supposed to watch out for. Should I have kept driving?

He glanced at his stitches, and his face grew pale as he cracked his back and kissed my eyes. For your sake, yeah, he said. But I kind of like that I’m still alive and all.

Just kind of?

His lips parted without sound, and I lifted up to claim them. My mother was holding her own. Maybe the miracle would happen without me courtesy of the shining star.

Love it, he purred. But don’t you get the danger? My ex is crazy and—-

And what happens when you drop me off and she comes for me again? I asked. I don’t know how to fire a gun. I’m not a fighter.

Don’t agree with that, he said as he waggled his eyebrows. His kiss was warm and firm against my lips, and I drew him to my neck and pecked the fine line of his jaw as my lips drifted toward his ear.

I saw her, Xander, I said. You’re going to need a nurse and—-

You would play that card, he said as he held me tighter with a groan. We’ve worked it out for this long.

But if you drop me off, I’m always going to looking over my shoulder. I’ll never make it out of the desert without you. And I didn’t want to.

Xander lingered in my arms, and he pushed back to strap his holstered piece to his good side as he