Broken Spirits: Rippers MC, #2

By Nicole Fox

This is book 2 of the Rippers MC romance series! Book 3 is available everywhere now!

Either she gives me a baby, or I break her heart.

I need an heir before the biker life takes me to the grave.

There's no one in my life up to the job…

Until fate brings me the perfect woman.

And I get ready to break her completely.

AXEL

I've lived and breathed the MC life for years.

Whatever it took to push the Rippers MC to the top, I did it.

No questions asked.

I killed men who deserved it.

Took women who begged for it.

Dominated any and all who dared challenge me.

But the one enemy I can't kill is Father Time.

And he is making himself felt.

I want to make something that will last.

A legacy.

And that means one thing to a man like me:

I need a son.

MILLIE

It was my fault.

I was on the phone with my crazy ex while I was driving.

I didn't see the biker until it was too late.

But I never could have imagined what this one accident would lead to:

The craziest request I've ever heard.

The outlaw doesn't want money, or my insurance info.

He wants to use my body to give him a baby.

And he won't take no for an answer.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MBK Hanson Inc.
• Release date: Nov 5, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393707394

Nicole Fox

Nicole Fox writes smart, sexy mafia romance novels. She is a crazy cat lady in her late 30s with a coffee addiction, an overactive imagination, and a husband who somehow puts up with her impulsive need to keep buying new plants for their house. Sign up for her mailing list at http://bit.ly/NicoleFoxMailingList. 

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Broken Spirits: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Rippers MC Book 2)

By Nicole Fox

Either she gives me a baby, or I break her heart.

I NEED AN HEIR BEFORE the biker life takes me to the grave.

There’s no one in my life up to the job...

Until fate brings me the perfect woman.

And I get ready to break her completely.

AXEL

I’ve lived and breathed the MC life for years.

Whatever it took to push the Rippers MC to the top, I did it.

No questions asked.

I killed men who deserved it.

Took women who begged for it.

Dominated any and all who dared challenge me.

But the one enemy I can’t kill is Father Time.

And the motherf**ker is making himself felt.

I want to make something that will last.

A legacy.

And that means one thing to a man like me:

I need a son.

MILLIE

It was my fault.

I was on the phone with my crazy ex while I was driving.

I didn’t see the biker until it was too late.

But I never could have imagined what this one accident would lead to:

The craziest request I’ve ever heard.

The outlaw doesn’t want money, or my insurance info.

He wants to use my body to give him a baby.

And he won’t take no for an answer.

Chapter 1

Millie

Iwake up naked and half smothered by the very large, also naked, biker on my bed.

As Axel snores lightly, I manage to untangle our limbs and slip off the side of the bed. My muscles are barking mad as I walk to the bathroom. My pussy is sore. It feels good. Satisfying.

I run some warm water on a washcloth and wipe between my legs, finding my vaginal area still wired and alive. It makes me want to go right back in for round three with the muscle-bound biker.

I don’t know who this woman is, but I like her. I stare at my reflection in the mirror and laugh out loud. My hazel eyes are bright and my freckles make me look twelve. My lips are still swollen from so many kisses and I’ve got light bruises all over my breasts from the biting session that I never knew I wanted. And my hair? Oh Jesus. Let me just say that black women do not go to bed with wet hair for a reason.

I pull my mass of crazy curls into a bun, the best I can do in the moment, and wander back into the bedroom. Axel is still asleep, forearm over his face, morning erection standing proudly between his legs.

Emboldened, I saunter over, crawling up onto the bed, positioning myself over top of him, and riding.

I trace the hard lines of his abs, the defined pectorals. Axel is a man. A real, bonafide man. Phillip, I realize, was ... not.

Good morning to you, too, Axel says with a chuckle. Someone woke up horny.

Just paying my debts, I say.

He reaches out and puts his hands on my ass cheeks. Good girl turned bad. I like it.

His hands continue to explore as I pick up the pace, my body already responding, that tingle of impending orgasm growing in my womb. I want him so badly, can’t get enough of him, really. It’s like my body is possessed. I can’t believe I’ve been missing this for so long.

That uptight asshole never did you like this, did he? Axel asks, his eyes dark with lust.

I don’t answer at first. Instead, I reach over and grab my vibrator from the night stand, turning it on and holding it against my clit while I continue to move on top of the big man.

He tweaks one of my nipples, hard. "Answer me. Tell me