Ride with the Devil's Kin: Satan's Riders MC, #2

By Sophia Gray

This is book 2 of the Satan's Riders MC series! Book 3 is available everywhere now!

I bought her to break her.

She was the prize of the auction.

And now she's bare in my bed.

But what starts as another night of sating my hunger…

Turns into an adventure that might kill us both.

BRANDON

Being part of an outlaw motorcycle club comes with its perks.

The law of the land is merely a suggestion to be ignored.

And out here, beyond its reach, anything goes.

Anything at all.

That means girls, guns, and drugs flow back and forth from man to man like an endless river.

Just reach in and quench your thirst.

Again, and again, and again.

That's how Hannah ended up at my mercy.

Just another club rat, purchased to satisfy a man's desires.

Any other night, with any other girl, I would have used her until I had my fill, then kick her out the door.

But this wasn't any other night.

And Hannah isn't any other girl.

There is something different about this one.

And when my enemies try to claw her back from me, she becomes more than just a woman in my possession.

She becomes the spark that starts a wildfire.

Bring on the war, the carnage.

I've staked my claim on Hannah.

And if they want to lay their hands on her again…

They'll have to go through me.

HANNAH

I knew from the beginning that I might not survive this ride.

But I never had a choice.

They called me a club girl, but I know what I really am:

A disposable toy.

They use me when they want, and hurt me when they don't.

I'm less than human to them.

I'm a receptacle, a rag, a piece of trash.

And Brandon looks just as vicious as the rest of them.

When I'm handed to him, I don't feel anything.

Years of abuse have washed those emotions away.

So when the door shuts and we're finally alone, I do what I've been taught:

Strip down and get ready to please.

The sooner he's happy, the sooner my suffering will end.

But the biker surprised me.

He might look like the monsters who've spent years hurting me, but underneath, he's a different man entirely.

Somewhere beneath the leather and the tattoos, there's a heart.

And maybe, just maybe, he'll be the one to save me.

That is, if my owners don't come to steal me back first.

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RIDE WITH THE DEVIL'S KIN is the motorcycle club romance series you've been waiting for. This bad boy romance is about an alpha male biker who rescues an innocent girl. Their romance love story will melt your heart and your panties. If you love MC romance, then look no further. Check out this dark romance with sex today. COME TAKE A RIDE WITH THE DEVIL.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: Oct 1, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393860228

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Ride with the Devil’s Kin: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Satan’s Riders MC Book 2)

By Sophia Gray

I bought her to break her.

SHE WAS THE PRIZE OF the auction.

And now she’s bare in my bed.

But what starts as another night of sating my hunger...

Turns into an adventure that might kill us both.

BRANDON

Being part of an outlaw motorcycle club comes with its perks.

The law of the land is merely a suggestion to be ignored.

And out here, beyond its reach, anything goes.

Anything at all.

That means girls, guns, and drugs flow back and forth from man to man like an endless river.

Just reach in and quench your thirst.

Again, and again, and again.

That’s how Hannah ended up at my mercy.

Just another club rat, purchased to satisfy a man’s desires.

Any other night, with any other girl, I would have used her until I had my fill, then kick her out the door.

But this wasn’t any other night.

And Hannah isn’t any other girl.

There is something different about this one.

And when my enemies try to claw her back from me, she becomes more than just a woman in my possession.

She becomes the spark that starts a wildfire.

Bring on the war, the carnage.

I’ve staked my claim on Hannah.

And if they want to lay their hands on her again...

They’ll have to go through me.

HANNAH

I knew from the beginning that I might not survive this ride.

But I never had a choice.

They called me a club girl, but I know what I really am:

A disposable toy.

They use me when they want, and hurt me when they don’t.

I’m less than human to them.

I’m a receptacle, a rag, a piece of trash.

And Brandon looks just as vicious as the rest of them.

When I’m handed to him, I don’t feel anything.

Years of abuse have washed those emotions away.

So when the door shuts and we’re finally alone, I do what I’ve been taught:

Strip down and get ready to please.

The sooner he’s happy, the sooner my suffering will end.

But the biker surprised me.

He might look like the monsters who’ve spent years hurting me, but underneath, he’s a different man entirely.

Somewhere beneath the leather and the tattoos, there’s a heart.

And maybe, just maybe, he’ll be the one to save me.

That is, if my owners don’t come to steal me back first.

RIDE WITH THE DEVIL is the motorcycle club romance series you’ve been waiting for. This bad boy romance is about an alpha male biker who rescues an innocent girl. Their romance love story will melt your heart and your panties. If you love MC romance, then look no further. Check out this dark romance with sex today. COME TAKE A RIDE WITH THE DEVIL.

Chapter 1

HANNAH

Eduardo snored. I mean loud, choking, thought— hoped —he was gonna die, snore. Rebecca, the Riders’ girl, had left an hour before, leaving me with him in case he woke up for round two. Carter sent me a message on my new cell, which was Carter approved and tracked, to stay put until Eduardo released me.

The only reprieve I was given was when I was handed off that bloated Mexican and Brandon hadn’t seen it. At least not that I knew of. He probably heard about it, Carter would be sure of that, but he hadn’t been there to witness the humiliation that had become my life.

I looked at the door, closed but not locked, and wondered what he was doing. Did he head to the bar to drown his anger? Or had he taken that blonde back to his room to soothe his temper?

I needed to talk with him. To tell him Carter knew—Hunter went straight to him. Carter wasn’t going to let up on the topic. Brandon was off limits, even as a paying customer. And if I didn’t comply, he'd be damn sure I’d be out of commission.

If Carter wouldn’t let us have time alone, I couldn’t explain things, and I needed him to understand. Running away from Carter wasn’t just a matter of getting some money under my mattress; he’d chase me down. He didn’t take no for an answer. Hell, Hunter had Lisa killed for saying no—or at least he ordered it done. Carter’s weird obsession with me meant I’d have the same fate if I took off. He’d find me, and if I were lucky he’d just kill me.

But really, would Brandon be any different? Sure the sex was mind blowing, and he seemed to have a good heart—at least when it came to me. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d be exchanging one prison cell for another. He was a Rider, and you didn’t just stop being a Rider because you found some chick you liked to fuck. No, taking care of myself was the only way I’d live through all of this bullshit. Stay away from Brandon, keep my head down at the clubhouse, and get through the next several months until Carter let me go. He had to let me go. Sooner or later, he had to get tired of me. I’d just have to wait it out. Then my life would start again.

My resolve weakened slightly when Eduardo rolled over onto his back and scratched his flaccid dick. He mumbled something, reached his arm out toward me, but then rolled back onto his stomach. The next few months we're going to suck.

WHEN MORNING FINALLY rolled around, my eyelids felt like a ton of concrete had been poured into them. I’d stayed awake most of the night, trying to keep Eduardo away from me. He woke up with the rising of the sun, gave me a pat on the head, and headed out the door. Only then did I take my first relaxed breath of the night.

Hey. Carter peeked his head in. Let’s go. He jerked a thumb. I nodded, only too happy at that moment to comply. My bed was waiting and I planned to make use of it for the rest of the day. You look like shit. Was he that rough? He forced a crude grin, but I could see something else in his eyes. Jealousy?

I didn’t sleep. I shook my head and walked past him. I could smell the whiskey on his breath as I passed.

The main bar area was clear, aside from one or two girls passed out on the couches. Sunshine poured into the room from the large picture window, giving the room an orange hue. I could see a few of our guys already on their bikes in the courtyard. Looking around, I wondered where Eduardo wandered off to. Not that I wanted to see his nasty ass again anytime soon, but it was early, and it didn't look like any of the Riders were around.

Stepping out into the crisp morning air, I squinted my eyes against the bright sun. That was when I noticed the noise. I’d grown so accustomed to the sound of motorcycle engines that I tuned them out most of the time. But there they were. Brandon sat on his bike, center of attention, giving out directions.

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