She walked into my garage like a storm I couldn't outrun.
Curves that begged for grease-stained hands, eyes sharp with secrets she thought I couldn't read. I knew better. This woman, all defiance wrapped in soft flesh, was hunting my club. My brothers. My blood.
But damn if her wary heat didn't crack me open. I'd patched bikes for outlaws my whole life, loyal to the rumble and the ride. Now? Her isolation haunted me more than any raid. Betrayal clung to her like exhaust fumes, and I craved to be the one who stripped it away, made her beg for belonging in my arms.
Every touch defied the worlds pulling us apart.
Her body yielding under mine amid scattered wrenches and oil slicks, spent and trembling. Tangled in a shadowed hideout, neon flickering over sweat-drenched skin. Colliding at the rally bonfire, her curves grinding against me while flames roared approval.
It's reckless surrender. I pin her down, devour every inch, mark her as mine in ways that shatter oaths. Yet she's the blade at my throat, the undercover ghost vowed to burn my empire.
Club loyalty carved me from bone and chrome. Destroying her mission means watching her shatter. Betraying my brothers means losing the only woman who sees past the enforcer to the man starving for her fire.
Her sarcasm bites like whiskey burn, denying what her body screams. I growl truths she fears: you're home here, poison or not. But hidden agendas lurk, and one wrong move guts us both.
What if the fierce pull demanding I claim her forever demands I choose: the brotherhood that raised me, or the curvy reckoning who owns my soul?
A full-length curvy BBW MC erotic romance featuring a rugged biker enforcer and a curvy undercover investigator.
