Flithy Biker (Book 2): Skeleton Kings MC, #2

By Sophia Gray

This is book 2 of the Skeleton Kings MC series! Book 3 is available everywhere now!

I'm going in raw, filthy, and unprotected.

MAX

Another man thinks he owns her.

But he's dead wrong.

Because from the moment I walked into Brittany's tattoo shop, I knew she was mine.

Mine to screw.

Mine to protect.

Mine to own…forever.

So if this filthy monster thinks he can maintain his claim over my woman, he's got another thing coming.

Because for once in my life, I've found something worth fighting for.

And I'll go to hell and back to keep her safe.

BRITTANY

I wanted a way out of the prison I was trapped in.

The filthy biker who strolled into my shop was the last chance I had.

But riding with Max is no guarantee to a happy ending.

He's an outlaw with his life on the line.

Any day could be his last.

And if I choose to be his woman… any day could be my last, too.

Because falling for the biker also means severing ties with the last family I have left.

My insane brother will never willingly let me go.

If I want my freedom, I'll have to run…

And pray to the gods that I don't get caught.

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She's an innocent girl. He's a vicious alpha male bad boy MC biker. Their romance love story is off-the-charts with sizzling chemistry, hot sex, and hair-raising excitement. If you love motorcycle club romance series, then you're going to love FILTHY BIKER. Check out this romantic thriller suspense book today!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: Oct 15, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393539476

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Filthy Biker: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Skeleton Kings MC Book 2)

By Sophia Gray

I’m going in raw, filthy, and unprotected.

MAX

Another man thinks he owns her.

But he’s dead wrong.

Because from the moment I walked into Brittany’s tattoo shop, I knew she was mine.

Mine to screw.

Mine to protect.

Mine to own...forever.

So if this filthy monster thinks he can maintain his claim over my woman, he’s got another thing coming.

Because for once in my life, I’ve found something worth fighting for.

And I’ll go to hell and back to keep her safe.

BRITTANY

I wanted a way out of the prison I was trapped in.

The filthy biker who strolled into my shop was the last chance I had.

But riding with Max is no guarantee to a happy ending.

He’s an outlaw with his life on the line.

Any day could be his last.

And if I choose to be his woman... any day could be my last, too.

Because falling for the biker also means severing ties with the last family I have left.

My insane brother will never willingly let me go.

If I want my freedom, I’ll have to run...

And pray to the gods that I don’t get caught.

SHE’S AN INNOCENT GIRL. He’s a vicious alpha male bad boy MC biker. Their romance love story is off-the-charts with sizzling chemistry, hot sex, and hair-raising excitement. If you love motorcycle club romance series, then you’re going to love FILTHY BIKER. Check out this romantic thriller suspense book today!

Chapter 1

Brittany’s cheeks ached from smiling so much. Each morning she sprang up out of bed, eager to start the day. She was doing a job she absolutely adored and had a boyfriend who was truly falling for her. Just thinking about Max made her entire body break out in excited goose bumps. He was everything she’d ever wanted in a boyfriend – he was strong, loving and loyal. Not to mention insanely hot.

Everything in Brittany’s life was going well. At the parlor, she was getting more and more clients. Lots of repeat work too, where people loved her art so much that they came back for more. To Brittany, there was no higher compliment they could pay her. To have a piece of her original artwork etched into someone’s skin was incredible. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been this happy, at least not since her parents died. This felt like the life she’d always been destined to live.

Aren’t you a ray of sunshine? Nancy commented with a smile as Brittany bounced in through reception, the door jangling merrily behind her. Even though it was cloudy outside for Brittany, it felt like a beautiful sunny day and nothing could cast a shadow over her happy thoughts.

I’m just happy, Brittany shrugged playfully.

You’re just getting laid, Nancy observed, raising an eyebrow.

What? Brittany’s smile promptly fell from her face. Was it that obvious? Some of her happiness started to slip away. If Nancy found out about Max, then she might tell Zack. And so what if she did? Didn’t Brittany deserve to find happiness with someone just as her brother had done? Though she might not revel in her happiness quite as audibly as he had done. And within such close proximity.

I’m happy for you, Nancy shrugged, smirking to herself. She raised a hand to tuck a loose strand of neon shaded hair behind her ear. As she did so, all the bangles she was wearing jangled towards her elbow sounding like a metallic waterfall. Everyone deserves to be getting laid.

Amen! the male receptionist chimed in with a cheeky grin. Brittany rolled her eyes at both of them.

Can’t a girl just be happy for the sake of being happy? she needed to lure them off the scent before she revealed something about her and Max. She kind of liked keeping their relationship a secret from Zack. It made everything feel more dangerous.

Not in my experience, Nancy quipped with a click of her fingers. Her long nails had been painted a dense shade of black which didn’t bode well for the day ahead. Brittany had learned that Nancy was prone to painting her nails to match her mood. While sunshine yellow would reflect her current mood, if Nancy was feeling black she clearly didn’t share her colleague’s level of happiness. Had Zack failed to call her? It wouldn’t surprise Brittany. He hardly seemed like decent boyfriend material, even as his sister she could see that.

Well, I am happy just because. Can’t I just be happy about being alive and in the company of you fine people on a day as lovely as this? Brittany gestured towards the leaden clouds outside.

Now I know she’s lying! the receptionist pointed at her and laughed.

He’s right, Nancy pursed her lips and nodded thoughtfully in agreement. Maybe you’re not ready to tell me about lover boy just yet, but you’ll crack. They all do.

Brittany forced herself to smile confidently although inside she felt her resolve weakening. She was keen to crack. She wanted to boast about Max and how amazing he made her feel. She’d never known anything like this before. Just seeing his name on her phone screen made her heart beat a bit faster. When they were apart, she physically ached, and the ache didn’t lessen until she was back in his arms.

Which reminded her that it had been two whole days since they’d last been together. Max had muttered something about work and that he’d be back soon. Forty-eight hours had passed since then. Brittany prayed that work really was just busy and it wasn’t anything else. Despite her best efforts, her happy feeling had failed to last until nine a.m. She felt dark clouds start to close in on her. The dark shade on Nancy’s nails suddenly seemed more appealing.

You can keep your secrets, Nancy gave her a friendly smile as she approached her and patted her softly on the shoulder. Keeps things more fun that way, doesn’t it?

Brittany didn’t open her mouth to object. She no longer had the heart. Her dream had been shattered by the fear that maybe everything wasn’t as rosy as she believed it to be. Was she a fool for believing Max? But why would he leave? Surely he was as happy as she was. But Brittany didn’t have time to dwell on such troubling thoughts. Her first client for the day had arrived bright and early, excited for the owl design she was going to have tattooed on her ankle.

It’s for my late Grandmother, she explained as Brittany prepared her equipment.

Oh?

She was always so wise, the young woman said with a smile.

I see, Brittany wiped cleaned and shaved the area of skin that she’d be working on. It was a sweet, intricate design that she’d be doing of a snowy owl sitting atop a branch, their dark eyes looking out at the world, the moonlight reflected in them.

This is such a great design, the woman cooed appreciatively as Brittany applied the transfer. I’ve been telling all my friends about it.

Let’s hope you like it when we’re all finished, Brittany gave her professional, cool smile of confident assurance. She’d learned that even when she was nervous it was in her best interest to make the client think she was always cool, calm and in control.

Oh, I know I’ll love it, the girl gushed. "Your work is amazing. People have