Rough as Sin (Book 2): Black Knights MC, #2

By APRIL LUST

This is book 2 of the Black Knights MC trilogy. Book 3 is available everywhere now!

There's nothing like an outlaw to make a good girl go bad.

Kristel wanted to ride on the wild side.

But then I got her pregnant.

Now, the baby in her belly might start a war between cops and bikers.

And she'll have to choose where her true loyalties lie.

KRISTEL

This is spinning out of control.

I needed to taste some freedom.

I thought hanging around the Black Knights MC would be fun.

But I never expected to fall hard for their leader.

Andre is nothing like the boys I'm used to.

He's ripped and tattooed from head to toe.

And his voice alone is enough to send the best kind of shivers racing down my spine.

I want his touch. I crave his kiss.

But I might get more than I bargained for.

Because Andre doesn't do things halfway.

He won't stop with just one moment, just one night with me.

He wants me over, and over, and over again.

And his kind of sin is as rough as it gets.

ANDRE

I allowed her in so she could be a pretty distraction.

Normally, civilian girls in the clubhouse is a bad idea.

They don't know how to keep their mouth shut and their legs open.

But I make an exception for Kristel.

She's got something I like:

An innocence I want to destroy.

But giving in to my temptation might turn out to be the disaster that blows everything to pieces.

Because our sins come with consequences:

Like, for example… an unexpected baby.

And now, her past is coming back to bite us.

The entire city police force is out for biker blood.

They want to hurt me for what I did to their chief's precious little girl.

Well, f**k it.

Let them come.

Kristel belongs to me now.

And I'll do whatever it takes to protect what's mine.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: Jun 2, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393012252

Book preview

Rough as Sin: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Black Knights MC) (Book 2)

By April Lust

There’s nothing like an outlaw to make a good girl go bad.

KRISTEL WANTED TO RIDE on the wild side.

But then I got her pregnant.

Now, the baby in her belly might start a war between cops and bikers.

And she’ll have to choose where her true loyalties lie.

KRISTEL

This is spinning out of control.

I needed to taste some freedom.

I thought hanging around the Black Knights MC would be fun.

But I never expected to fall hard for their leader.

Andre is nothing like the boys I’m used to.

He’s ripped and tattooed from head to toe.

And his voice alone is enough to send the best kind of shivers racing down my spine.

I want his touch. I crave his kiss.

But I might get more than I bargained for.

Because Andre doesn’t do things halfway.

He won’t stop with just one moment, just one night with me.

He wants me over, and over, and over again.

And his kind of sin is as rough as it gets.

ANDRE

I allowed her in so she could be a pretty distraction.

Normally, civilian girls in the clubhouse is a bad idea.

They don’t know how to keep their mouth shut and their legs open.

But I make an exception for Kristel.

She’s got something I like:

An innocence I want to destroy.

But giving in to my temptation might turn out to be the disaster that blows everything to pieces.

Because our sins come with consequences:

Like, for example... an unexpected baby.

And now, her past is coming back to bite us.

The entire city police force is out for biker blood.

They want to hurt me for what I did to their chief’s precious little girl.

Well, f**k it.

Let them come.

Kristel belongs to me now.

And I’ll do whatever it takes to protect what’s mine.

Chapter One

Kristel

Ican’t remember a time when I slept so deeply. Here, nestled in Andre’s arms, I feel as though I’m in a good dream. He’s hot and hard against me, and my body curls closer to his. My hands clutch around one of his arms, and I sigh my contentment. I smile as I feel the fur of the bear against my side, but the unanswered question I asked him last night nags at me. What did happen to his mother? And what about his father? Does he have any siblings? What brought him into this lifestyle in the first place?

Question after question rushes through my mind, and I open my eyes to look at his face. I smile and touch his cheek, and my fingers trace along his jaw. This is the man who will be the father of my child. I need to know more about who he is.

A rumble stirs in his throat, and he buries his face into his pillow. With a low laugh, I kiss the lobe of his ear and hold him tighter. Morning, sleepy head.

No... it can’t be morning yet. Still asleep.

It’s morning. That means you have to get up.

No... He pushes his face deeper into the pillows and hefts a heavy sigh. His arms tighten around my body, and I can’t think of a way for us to be closer than we are now.

My hands slide along his face before I pinch his nostrils closed. After a moment, he shakes his head and pushes away my hand, his eyes narrowed on my face. We stare at each other for several long moments before he presses his mouth to mine. I sigh and rub my hands over his chest, and my lips part for him. His tongue slides into my mouth, and I’m all too happy to suck on it. He tastes absolutely divine.

His body rolls over my own, and his hands slide into my hair. I close my eyes and smile, and a sigh parts my lips further. He’s still inside me, and as his hips begin to rock, slowly at first and then faster. I kiss him deeper and moan into his mouth as my own hips roll in slow, circle motions beneath him. He gasps and cups one of my breasts, and his fingers clench around it in a hard, steady squeeze. The ache that comes from it sends a shudder of pleasure through my body. My fingers reach up and clench in his hair to keep him where he is, but he pulls away. I try to follow his mouth with my own and end up sliding my lips against the length of his neck. He nibbles along my shoulder before his mouth presses kisses across the swell of my breast.

Mmm, that feels nice. I hold onto his hair. While I love how he feels, my mind is on other things. Andre?

He makes a sound that’s like a murmur, and soon he’s looking at me.

Your mom... why won’t you tell me about her?

His entire body goes very still. He’s barely breathing. I’m certain he’s going to get up and leave me here, but he plays his fingers through my hair instead. Her name was Patty Zelnick. Her and my dad led a biker gang called Death Riders back in the day. I know, it’s a cliché name, but they were 80 strong; no one could touch them. He draws in a deep breath and looks toward the wall. One day the cops showed up at our home. I was only 12. I was in the kitchen with mom trying to help her with breakfast. Anyway, my dad tried to talk the cops down, but one of them saw some of dad’s guys with guns in the living room. They weren’t being careful, the fucking idiots. One of the cops pulled a gun, and then suddenly there were pops of gunfire coming from everywhere. Everyone was shooting at each other. Mom told me to hide under in the cupboard under the sink, so I did.

He takes in a deep breath, and I can feel him shaking. My arms tighten around his face, and I kiss him a few times. He gives me a brief smile before he continues.

When the shooting stopped, I waited in that cupboard for I don’t know how long. I could hear people moving around. A lot of them sounded hurt. The police radios were chattering, but I didn’t really know what any of it meant. When the cupboard doors opened, it wasn’t my mother who reached in to get me, but my dad. It was a while after we got out of the house that I found out what had happened to mom.

Silence fills the room, and I wait for him to speak again. His brow is furrowed, and his whole face looks pinched in sadness. It’s like he’s not actually here with me, but somewhere else entirely. I press my forehead to his own and sigh; my hands are still there on his face. Between the first night I met him and now, everything seems like a chaotic whirlwind; and even though we have talked about the baby, I feel like I don’t really know Andre or anything about his past. That needs to change.

Andre... it’s okay. I know this is hard for you. I swallow and press my lips to his. My voice softens even further. You can tell me what happened to her.

Right now I just need to fuck you into my bed.

His hips shift, and I gasp at the sensation of his hard member still deep inside me. I rock my body against his own and slide fingers through his hair. He rolls me over until we’re both on our sides. I feel the warmth of one of his hands against my waist, and I hold onto his hair as my tongue laps against his bottom lip. He kisses me deeply, long and hard, and I let him take the tangling of our lips and tongues wherever he wants them to go. The taste of him alone distracts me from my goal, and I moan into his mouth.

With a whimper, I push him onto his back and squeeze my thighs against his hips. I push my chest out and tilt back my head