Anvil (Book 2): Chrome Kings MC, #2

By Kathryn Thomas

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

 

She hid my daughter from me. Time to pay the price.

 

GABRIEL

 

She was the best thing I ever let go.

 

Nothing compared after Stella Hayes – no matter how much I drink, how many women I bed, how much money we rake in… she was branded in my mind.

 

But I can't go back to her. Not now. Not ever.

Because I left for one very, very good reason:

 

To keep her safe.

 

But when club business brings me back to my hometown and forces me to confront the past I left behind, I discover that all those old emotions are still there.

 

Especially when I find out that Stella has been hiding the daughter I never knew I had.

 

STELLA

 

Break my heart once, shame on you.

But break my heart twice?

Shame on me, and all the other stupid decisions I made in the process.

 

I loved Gabriel Prince. He was all I ever wanted.

And then, just like that, he vanished without a word, and left me to pick up the pieces.

 

And raise our child… alone.

 

I wasn't going to let that stop me, though.

Gabriel didn't need to know about our daughter.

Hell, he didn't deserve to know. especially because I thought I'd never see him again.

 

But three years later, he's back, and all those stupid decisions I made are coming back to haunt me.

 

It only takes one touch for me to give into his temptation – over and over and over, until I'm screaming his name.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Apr 8, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393592280

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Anvil: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Chrome Kings MC Book 2)

By Kathryn Thomas

She hid my daughter from me. Time to pay the price.

GABRIEL

She was the best thing I ever let go.

Nothing compared after Stella Hayes – no matter how much I drink, how many women I bed, how much money we rake in... she was branded in my mind.

But I can’t go back to her. Not now. Not ever.

Because I left for one very, very good reason:

To keep her safe.

But when club business brings me back to my hometown and forces me to confront the past I left behind, I discover that all those old emotions are still there.

Especially when I find out that Stella has been hiding the daughter I never knew I had.

STELLA

Break my heart once, shame on you.

But break my heart twice?

Shame on me, and all the other stupid decisions I made in the process.

I loved Gabriel Prince. He was all I ever wanted.

And then, just like that, he vanished without a word, and left me to pick up the pieces.

And raise our child... alone.

I wasn’t going to let that stop me, though.

Gabriel didn’t need to know about our daughter.

Hell, he didn’t deserve to know. especially because I thought I’d never see him again.

But three years later, he’s back, and all those stupid decisions I made are coming back to haunt me.

It only takes one touch for me to give into his temptation – over and over and over, until I’m screaming his name.

CHAPTER 1

It was almost two, and Stella hated to call, but a promise was a promise.

Everything go okay? Connie asked, her voice thick and slow with sleep.

I’m going home now, Stella replied, not mentioning Gabriel was following close behind her car on his motorcycle.

See you in the morning.

Yes, ma’am.

It was a short drive to her apartment and he parked in the nearest available visitor spot. She was unlocking the apartment door when he joined her. It’s not too late to change your mind, he murmured.

I want to. Do you?

He smiled, a smile she remembered so well. More than you can possibly know.

She pushed the door open and they stepped inside. She didn’t turn on any lights as she walked down the short hallway to the bedroom they once shared. He followed and, as they entered, she stopped, turned, and melted into his arms. I didn’t know how much I missed you until tonight, she said softly.

I understand, he replied softly as he held her. The urge to apologize again was almost overwhelming, but he held his tongue. He’d already apologized for what he’d done, and if this was a new beginning, he wanted to leave the past in the past.

He kissed her, a slow tentative meeting of their lips. As they pulled back, he wanted to tell her he loved her, but again he held his tongue, his feelings a jumble he couldn’t sort out. The love he once felt for her came surging back, but he was unsure, unsure he could trust his feelings. Having her in his arms again was a dream fulfilled, but had he so damaged their relationship it would never recover? He couldn’t give his heart to her then lose her again.

She sighed out of the kiss then laid her head against his chest and listened to the thudding of his heart. Hearing the slow rhythmic beat brought back so many good memories she smiled. Did she want to try again? Her heart cried yes, but her more rational side was wary, afraid of being hurt again. He had left her once and she wondered if he would do so again, and she had Katrina to think about. What would she think if her father suddenly appeared in her life? What if she accepted him then he left again?

What are you thinking? he asked softly.

I’m confused. I don’t know what I want. I want to trust you, but I’m afraid you’ll hurt me again.

He nodded slowly. I’m not the same person I was. I’ll never hurt you again. We’ll take it slow. Let me prove myself to you.

She looked up at him, her eyes adjusted to the gloom, and she could see a determination and strength there she’d never seen in him before. She smiled at him. She wouldn’t give him her heart again, but he could earn it. Take me to bed.

He smiled then picked her up, holding her tight around the waist as he carried her the three steps to the bed. He lay her gently in the bed before lowering himself lightly onto her. He took her lips, kissing her slowly, erotically. It would take time, but he would earn her trust. He would show her she could depend on him, then, maybe, they could recapture what they once had.

He kissed down her throat, pausing at the hollow, a spot she liked. After a moment, he moved on, kissing under her jaw before pausing again, this time under her ear, kissing her slowly the way she enjoyed. He began to suck softly on the lobe of her ear, causing her eyes to drift closed in pleasure. She smiled as he nibbled leisurely at her ear, her hand on the back of his head, secretly pleased that he remembered all her favorite spots.

He moved from her ear, kissing slowly along her jawline, then down. He paused, pulling her up to remove her shirt and bra, before laying her gently back. She tugged at his shirt and he smiled as he removed his colors, then his shirt, before resuming his leisurely exploration. She had softened slightly in the past four years, her breasts becoming a bit fuller, her hips a bit wider, and she was more beautiful because of it.

As he kissed down her body, she began to tingle with excitement. He bulked up since he left, but in a most appealing way. His arms, chest and stomach were better developed, his muscles standing taunt and clear as her fingers roamed the peaks and valleys of his body. He’d always been good looking, but he’d only improved as he aged, coming into his own as a man.

He slid off the end of the bed, bent at the waist as he slowly removed her shoes and then gently tugged her shorts off before kissing her most intimate area. As he nuzzled and licked, his fingers lightly roaming her body, pausing occasionally to softly caressing the hard points of her breasts. She began to move, her breath coming in soft pants, her hands finding his head and holding him more firmly to her.

She’d never been much for oral sex, the experience pleasurable but rarely enough to cause her to climax, but Gabriel’s skills had improved dramatically since he left and she could feel herself twisting up, an orgasm pressing in on her. Oh, God, you’re going to make me come, she murmured, giving voice to the pleasure overwhelming her.

He smiled to himself as he caressed her with his tongue. He knew she could take or leave oral sex, but he was throwing everything he had at her tonight, giving himself to her, wanting to please her like no other.

Her orgasm swept over her, ravaging her with its power, her body alive with motion as she mewled softly into the night. She gripped his hair in her hands, the heel of her foot pressing hard into his back as she writhed in sweet agony. She had to be hurting him, had to be, but she was powerless to stop, unable to relax her grasping hands or pressing leg as he continued to batter her clit with his tongue. It was too much, the pleasure of his touch searing in its intensity, and she began to slap and push, trying to escape pleasure so intense it bordered on pain, but still he held her, moving with her as she fought to escape the pleasure of his lips and tongue.

With a soft cry, she twisted hard, her back arching, and he let her