Kincaid – Cerberus MC Read Online Marie James

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
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“Are you ready?” I ask with fewer trembles in my voice than I feel in my body. My heart is pounding, and it’s taking every ounce of strength I have to not let the tears stinging my eyes fall.

I turn my back on the group and calmly walk to the front door and wait silently as Rose says goodbye to her husband, grabs her purse and makes her way to me.

She gives me a sympathetic look as she approaches. “Let’s get out of here.”

Best idea I’ve heard all day.

Chapter 10

Kincaid

Leaving Emmalyn’s room without sucking the fingers on her left hand into my mouth was an exercise in resistance I now pride myself in doing. The ache in my balls from just picturing it makes my watering mouth groan in frustration.

Hearing her moan and whimper in her sleep is what woke me up, but hearing her gasp my name in erotic abandon while she was asleep is what got me rock hard in a matter of seconds. I could tell by the stiffening of her spine that the dream woke her up. I was going to make my presence known, but then I saw the undeniable movement under the covers, and there was no way I was stopping that train. I nearly came in my jeans when she bit her lip as she orgasmed.

I could’ve been a gentleman and pretended like I didn’t know what happened, and I almost made it until I made the comment about hand washing. I know she’s embarrassed, but I also saw the way her eyes were glued to my hardened cock when I stood up. The comment was mild in comparison, since I wanted to tell her that I knew she was picturing me when she went over the edge.

Just the thought of me running through her head as she brought herself to climax had me nearly running across my room and into the shower. My hand was stroking my length before I even stepped foot into the warm spray; her name on my lips as I jetted hot come on the shower wall less than a minute later.

I’m not this guy. I don’t mean the guy who jacks off in the shower, because let’s face it, every man is that guy. I mean, I’m not the guy who can’t pull his focus from a single woman, and I’m certainly not the guy who walks out of the room of a horny woman without at least getting her to suck me off.

I dress quickly because I’m like an addict and can’t wait to lay my eyes on her again. The kitchen is in full swing. Most all of the guys are scarfing down the breakfast that Rose, Bunny, and Gypsy have made. I make my way around the tables saying hi to everyone since we just got back from Denver; I haven’t seen some of the guys here in weeks.

I hand over my credit card to Rose as I say hello to the guys at her and Doc’s table, making sure she knows that Em needs everything and not to let her talk her out of buying things, which I’m sure she will do.

I wasn’t exaggerating when I told Emmalyn that we were all like family here. I served with these guys, and if I look back far enough, I could probably name a time or two each one of them saved my ass in one way or another. I narrow my eyes as the back slaps begin to include jabs about the hot chick I’ve changed my ways for. I cut my eyes to Shadow and then to Doc, both of them studiously ignoring me.

Kid really isn’t the gossiping type, but I wouldn’t put it past him to say something about Emmalyn either. I look across the table at him, but he’s too busy grinning like an idiot at Gypsy, who’s wiggling on his lap while he eats breakfast. He doesn’t notice my glare either.

I huff and make my way to the counter to grab some food. The second I pick a plate up and begin scooping scrambled eggs on it, Bunny sidles up beside me. I could smell her overbearing perfume before I felt the heat of her too-close body on my side.

“Kincaid,” she coos in my ear.

I lean my head down and let her kiss my cheek. “Hey, Bunny,” I say to her as she slides along the counter with me while I load up my plate.

“I missed you yesterday. I was waiting for you, but Doc made everyone leave,” she pouts beside me, and I can barely hold back the laugh. This grown ass woman standing beside me acting like a pouting thirteen-year-old; it’s almost as bad as the chatter-mouth bikers sitting at the tables behind me.

“Kincaid,” I hear one of the guys say. I turn my attention to him and see him angle his head toward the door.


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