Daredevil (Book 2): Venom Chasers MC, #2

By Kathryn Thomas

This is book 2 of the Venom Chasers MC romance series! Book 3 of this motorcycle club romance is available everywhere now!

 

He took me like he knew I was already falling for him.

 

I thought I left the past behind—all the horrible memories, each one worse than the last.

But in a single moment of weakness, I found myself sucked back into it all.

 

I was just doing my job.

Turns out that was the worst idea possible.

 

While out on a boat, taking notes on the marine ecosystem, I see something that definitely doesn't belong:

A dead, floating corpse.

 

It's like something out of a nightmare.

After giving my report to the police who show up, I head to the bar for a drink to calm my nerves.

And that's when HE showed up.

 

The biker.

 

Pax is handsome, scary, intense, leaving me speechless.

Something makes me beg for his searing kiss. Crave his scarred body. Ache for his big heart pounding away against mine.

 

He is everything that's wrong for me. Everything that I should stay away from.

But no matter what I do, something keeps pulling me back to him.

 

I know he can only break my heart.

But I can't stop believing his voice rumbling against my throat as he says the magic words that make me fall to pieces:

 

"You belong to me now."

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Apr 8, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393164395

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Daredevil: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Venom Chasers MC Book 2)

By Kathryn Thomas

He took me like he knew I was already falling for him.

I THOUGHT I LEFT THE past behind—all the horrible memories, each one worse than the last.

But in a single moment of weakness, I found myself sucked back into it all.

I was just doing my job.

Turns out that was the worst idea possible.

While out on a boat, taking notes on the marine ecosystem, I see something that definitely doesn’t belong:

A dead, floating corpse.

It’s like something out of a nightmare.

After giving my report to the police who show up, I head to the bar for a drink to calm my nerves.

And that’s when HE showed up.

The biker.

Pax is handsome, scary, intense, leaving me speechless.

Something makes me beg for his searing kiss. Crave his scarred body. Ache for his big heart pounding away against mine.

He is everything that’s wrong for me. Everything that I should stay away from.

But no matter what I do, something keeps pulling me back to him.

I know he can only break my heart.

But I can’t stop believing his voice rumbling against my throat as he says the magic words that make me fall to pieces:

You belong to me now.

Chapter 1

When I woke up, I didn’t recognize the room, and for a moment I had no idea where I was. My head throbbed dully. I hadn’t been drunk last night, but the alcohol still took its toll. I turned my head, and Leah was asleep next to me, her blonde hair half over her face. She looked younger when she was sleeping; her blue eyes closed, a slight frown between her brows. Maybe she was dreaming about dead bodies again. I reached out a hand and brushed the hair out of her face. She sighed and smacked her lips slowly, but didn’t wake.

I slid out of bed, trying not to disturb the covers and wake her. I padded barefoot across the room to the bathroom. It was a woman’s bathroom with lotions and all sorts of girly things everywhere.

I used the toilet and splashed cold water on my face. I took some toothpaste on my finger and rubbed it on my teeth, so I was agreeable at least. There was nothing worse than morning breath. I turned around and inspected my back. There were little red half-moons where she’d dug her nails into my skin during her orgasm. That had been hot as hell.

Leah was good in bed, and it was evident that she’d been with a couple of guys before. Her innocence wasn’t fake, but it wasn’t complete, either. There was something about that which made her that much more interesting. I wanted to see her again. I wanted to do this again. And I was lucky that I had to see her again because she was the job.

When I walked out of the bathroom, I gathered my clothes and began to pull them on, silently hopping about, so I didn’t sit on the bed and wake her. As I buttoned my pants, I noticed she was awake, her big blue eyes following me around the room.

Morning, she said softly.

Hey. I smiled. Did I wake you?

She shook her head. I’m an early riser, and I have to go to work.

Right. It was Tuesday. Seeing her last night and going out and having sex had made it feel like a Friday night.

I need to get going, too.

She nodded and sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest. She was shy now where last night she had been open and willing to bare it all. I’d loved that side of her, but there was something endearing about her shyness, too. It made me feel like the guys she’d been with had been lucky to have her. That included me. This girl wasn’t loose.

I followed the trail of my clothes, adding each piece as I came across it. My shoes and socks were at the very bottom of the stairs where I didn’t remember taking them off. We’d both been caught up in each other. I pulled on the socks and shoes, as Leah was downstairs in a robe.

You don’t want some coffee?

I shook my head. I really have to get going.

Can I give you a lift to your bike?

I shook my head again. I didn’t want to spend time with the domestic routine. I didn’t want to feel like I was a part of this little life. I wasn’t. I wanted to get out of here and report on my progress; treat it like the job it was. Leah nodded and came over to me.

Alright then. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed me on the mouth—a quick, chaste kiss. Then she opened the front door, and I stepped out into the morning light.

I turned around before I walked away and Leah stopped in the middle of closing the door, her incredible blue eyes looking at me with surprise.

I’d really like to see where you work, I said. Do you think you could show me sometime? I’ll pick you up for lunch or something.

She smiled, and her face lit up like it was something she hadn’t thought I would ever ask. She thought about it for a second. I would love to, if you really mean it.

I nodded. I do. Call me, I said, and waited until she fished the phone out of the robe pocket, then rattled off my number. When my phone rang, I answered it, then hung up. I have your number.

She smiled again, and her dimples appeared. I realized that a part of her was just a very simple girl that needed acknowledgment. I smiled back, my grin spreading as she still held the phone, like she was expecting me to call, and waved before I turned and walked away.

She waited until I was in the street before she closed the door. The other door opened, and an older woman stepped out in running clothes. She glared at me. I wondered how much her neighbor had heard. I smiled at her as she glowered then turned and ran away from me.

My phone rang, and I knew it was Butch before looking at the caller ID. I walked away from the Duplex in the opposite direction so there would be no way that Leah would hear me speak.

What the fuck have you been doing? Butch asked. I tried to get a hold of your ass last night, and you ignored me.

I was working. I thought about Leah. It had been a workout, at least.

Whale shit! That was Butch-speak for he was skeptical.

"I connected with the witness again, and she’s... warming up to me. I don’t think it’ll be long before I can use her to get access to the body. The tide is going out, so I’m going to go down to the beach and see if the police tape is down. If it is, I going to have