Chain: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance: Delinquent Rebels MC, #2

By Kathryn Thomas

Chain is book 2 of the Delinquent Rebels MC trilogy. Book 3, Collar, is available everywhere now!

SHE WAS OFF LIMITS, UNTIL I PUT HER ON MY LEASH.

She's like no other women I've had in my bed.
Too innocent to just defile.
Too good to just ruin.
But that was before I found out who her mother's marrying…

She was the biggest mistake that I never should have let go.
I've left plenty of broken hearts behind me…
But I'll be goddamned if April wasn't the first one that made me care.
Made me feel.

I never thought I'd have her hair between my fingers again.
Never thought I'd fill my lungs with her scent again.
Watch the way her curves sway with every step.

I never thought that I'd get a second chance with her.
A second chance to right the wrongs of the past.

Until I found out who her mom's marrying.
Until I found out that she's off-limits in every way possible.

I've spent my entire life defying the rules.
And no rule--is going to keep April away from me.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Apr 29, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386008200

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CHAIN: Delinquent Rebels MC (Book 2)

By Kathryn Thomas

SHE WAS OFF LIMITS, UNTIL I PUT HER ON MY LEASH.

SHE’S LIKE NO OTHER women I’ve had in my bed.

Too innocent to just defile.

Too good to just ruin.

But that was before I found out who her mother’s marrying...

She was the biggest mistake that I never should have let go.

I’ve left plenty of broken hearts behind me...

But I’ll be goddamned if April wasn’t the first one that made me care.

Made me feel.

I never thought I’d have her hair between my fingers again.

Never thought I’d fill my lungs with her scent again.

Watch the way her curves sway with every step.

I never thought that I’d get a second chance with her.

A second chance to right the wrongs of the past.

Until I found out who her mom’s marrying.

Until I found out that she’s off-limits in every way possible.

I’ve spent my entire life defying the rules.

And no rule is going to keep April away from me.

CHAPTER 1

W hoa there, easy girl , Van laughed, as April dragged him into her mom’s empty apartment, undoing his belt before they’d even shut the door. What will the neighbors think?

They’ll think... damn, that guy is getting lucky tonight, she purred, as he finally slammed the door closed. Stepping back, she peeled off her shorts, then yanked her t-shirt over her head. Are you just going to stand around making jokes, or are you going to fuck me?

You don’t need to ask twice, he growled, pinning her against the wall, his lips descending on hers. This was it.

This was their final night together—only Van didn’t know it yet. Under her bed, she had a bag packed with the essentials, and a note for her mom and Van to read tomorrow morning. For her mom, she wrote that she was needed back at her store—some managerial problem had broken out—and that she would be back as soon as possible. The woman was so frazzled with rebuilding her stores that she probably wouldn’t even notice April had left.

To Van, she simply apologized. It had been a week since the fires tore her mom’s boutiques apart, and she knew James was probably getting impatient to see her relationship come to a screeching halt. So, April planned to take things into her own hands and simply end it. For the safety of her mom and for April, it was probably better this way, because James was a psychopath.

After things had calmed down, April vowed to find a way to stop the wedding; her mom couldn’t end up with the guy who was responsible for destroying her livelihood. Police had turned up no leads on the case of the burned boutiques, but April didn’t need a man in uniform to tell her who was behind the disaster. She knew. And for that, she had to put her feelings aside and bid Van farewell.

There was no room for excessive foreplay tonight. As much as she loved it when Van kneeled between her thighs and lapped at her slick pussy while she gripped his thick shoulders, that wasn’t what tonight was about. It wasn’t about forming a connection; it was about breaking one. Before she left, she wanted to give him one last night together. They’d already done the whole dinner and drinks thing, and this... this was what came naturally after.

Van groaned when she gripped his steadily hardening cock, pumping her hand up and down its length as they shared a punishing kiss. She encouraged teeth tonight; she wanted him to manhandle her—anything to appease her guilt for what she planned to do after they went to bed.

Fuck me, Van, she hissed, pushing his pants down, her nails scraping his skin. Groaning, Van turned her around and pinned her to the wall. April closed her eyes, spreading her legs and arching her ass out, as he dragged her underwear off. She was slick with anticipation. Even with the added weight of her feelings about leaving in the middle of the night, being with Van always made her hopelessly wet.

She cried out when he thrust into her, his hips slamming into her ass, as he filled her completely. Her body protested only slightly, needing a few seconds to accommodate his impressively thick cock—and Van waited, kissing her neck, her hair swept to one side. Patient. Giving. Forceful. He was everything she’d ever wanted in a lover and more.

And she was forced to give him up. The thought made her eyes prickle with tears, but she blinked them away.

As he thrust into her, April experienced a brief period of pure happiness. Connecting with Van on such an intimate level had made her exceedingly happy, and for a split-second, she allowed herself to feel that again.

Always thinking of her, he reached around to play with her clit, massaging it with his palm and flicking it mischievously. She moaned, as she climbed higher and higher to the brink of an orgasm, able to lose herself in the moment for just long enough to come with a heady sigh. Her body relaxed, as pleasure rippled through her limbs, stars dancing around in the forefront of her vision, and Van chuckled in her ear. The sound sent a shiver down her spine, and it helped her forget that she was one step closer to walking out the door.

You think I’m done with you? he asked, spanking her hard enough to make her hiss in surprise. I’m just getting started, baby.

She giggled softly, glancing at him over her shoulder. If you can manage, I suppose.

He spanked her again, harder this time, and she bit her lower lip. Pulling out of her, Van snatched her hand and hauled her through the dark empty apartment to her bedroom. Then, he tossed her on the bed and slammed into her over and over again, fucking her, pulling her hair, making her scream with delight.

Things quieted down an hour or so later, after they’d showered, had a light snack, and climbed into bed. She found she struggled to carry a conversation. So, she pretended to be tired—when really she just worried he’d detect the sadness in her voice. So, she lay there quietly instead, wrapped up in Van’s arms. Eyes closed; she waited, listening until his breathing evened out. He was a heavy sleeper—always had been—and she wanted to use that to her advantage when she broke both of their hearts.

IT WAS DIFFICULT NOT to look like an enormous creep loitering outside her mom’s apartment building at two in the morning, but April did her best to be inconspicuous. With her packed bag in one hand and her phone in the other, she resisted the urge to call the cab company again and demand to know what kind of ridiculous detour her driver had taken. Hell, she’d called for a ride about a half hour ago; she should have