Hell Ride: An MC Biker Romance (Free Guns MC) by Joanna Wilson Page A
Authors: Joanna Wilson
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if she had not only turned purple and started dancing naked, but also as if she was screaming in tongues. It didn't faze her, since she’d expected worse.
Solomon's hand shot out and clamped around her arm. With bruising strength, he pulled her close to him, as he stared down at her with a murderous expression. Fear tried to work its way into her heart, but Kat ignored it. Solomon was many things, but a domestic abuser wasn't one of them. He wouldn't hit her, even though he might want to. Although Solomon would never intentionally hurt her, Kat couldn't say the same thing in return.
It had been a rocky road for the both of them from the start. Five months ago seemed like a lifetime ago to Kat. So much had happened and so many things had changed. Five months ago their old president, Jamison, had died in an accident. No one knew it was an accident at the time and everyone was quick to blame Solomon. It had been a tough time with no leader, but Kat had been more than ready to pick up the slack. Of course, that also meant dealing with the club’s suspicions about Solomon Parker. So, with the full moon overhead, in a clearing packed full of bikers salivating for blood, she'd nearly killed him. With a gun to his head, a finger on the trigger, and her heart steeled, she’d nearly killed the man she loved, the father of her child. If it weren’t for her quick actions and the outcry from Solomon's brother, Billy, Kat would have had blood on her hands.
She didn’t know how to deal with that harsh reality then, and she wasn’t dealing with it any better now. No matter how many times she wracked her brain, how many times she chastised herself, there was no way to take back the sin she’d almost committed. It was one of the reasons she’d left.
Five months ago, somewhere in the back of her mind, Kat had known she wasn’t ready to be a leader. She’d been a child wanting to play with the older kids’ toys and follow in their footsteps.
But leaders didn’t follow.
Relaxing her body in his grip, Kat tilted her head up and with a calm, clear voice she’d only just mastered, she said, “Let. Me. Go.”
Solomon shifted and dragged her closer. He let her feel the hard evidence of his arousal against her distended abdomen. It was only minutely shocking that Solomon still wanted her, but Kat got over the surprise quickly. He responded, “Never.”
There was more emotion, more meaning shoved into that one word that there had been in their entire, brief relationship. The meaning was clear to Kat and, as much as she hated to admit it, her heart skipped a beat. Solomon was angry. There was no doubt in her mind about that, but there was also some part of him that still wanted her and felt something for her.
Her lips curved into a smile, as Kat stood up on her tip toes. Her eyes looked into his stormy blue ones and their noses were only centimeters apart, as she whispered, “Good.”
***
“It’s so good to see you, Kat!” Mindy gushed, as she wrapped her in a bear hug.
“Oh!” Mindy drew back and held Kat at arm’s length. Her eyes went wide at Kat’s bulging middle. “Well, I’ll be! You’re pregnant! I wouldn’t have called you back if I’d known.”
Kat waved aside her concern and stepped into Mindy’s cozy living room. Her feet hurt, her back ached, and Solomon had placed a tail on her. She couldn’t so much as breathe without a member of the Free Guns being right there.
After her pronouncement at the bar and Solomon’s less than stellar reaction to stepping down, Kat had decided to visit Jamison’s wife. She wanted to see how the former madam president was doing. Plus, there was a deeper part of Kat that also knew not every member was happy with Solomon. Sooner or later those members would seek her out, if for nothing else than to plead with her to fuck the man into a better mood.
Kat softly snorted out loud at her own thoughts, as she settled
Solomon's hand shot out and clamped around her arm. With bruising strength, he pulled her close to him, as he stared down at her with a murderous expression. Fear tried to work its way into her heart, but Kat ignored it. Solomon was many things, but a domestic abuser wasn't one of them. He wouldn't hit her, even though he might want to. Although Solomon would never intentionally hurt her, Kat couldn't say the same thing in return.
It had been a rocky road for the both of them from the start. Five months ago seemed like a lifetime ago to Kat. So much had happened and so many things had changed. Five months ago their old president, Jamison, had died in an accident. No one knew it was an accident at the time and everyone was quick to blame Solomon. It had been a tough time with no leader, but Kat had been more than ready to pick up the slack. Of course, that also meant dealing with the club’s suspicions about Solomon Parker. So, with the full moon overhead, in a clearing packed full of bikers salivating for blood, she'd nearly killed him. With a gun to his head, a finger on the trigger, and her heart steeled, she’d nearly killed the man she loved, the father of her child. If it weren’t for her quick actions and the outcry from Solomon's brother, Billy, Kat would have had blood on her hands.
She didn’t know how to deal with that harsh reality then, and she wasn’t dealing with it any better now. No matter how many times she wracked her brain, how many times she chastised herself, there was no way to take back the sin she’d almost committed. It was one of the reasons she’d left.
Five months ago, somewhere in the back of her mind, Kat had known she wasn’t ready to be a leader. She’d been a child wanting to play with the older kids’ toys and follow in their footsteps.
But leaders didn’t follow.
Relaxing her body in his grip, Kat tilted her head up and with a calm, clear voice she’d only just mastered, she said, “Let. Me. Go.”
Solomon shifted and dragged her closer. He let her feel the hard evidence of his arousal against her distended abdomen. It was only minutely shocking that Solomon still wanted her, but Kat got over the surprise quickly. He responded, “Never.”
There was more emotion, more meaning shoved into that one word that there had been in their entire, brief relationship. The meaning was clear to Kat and, as much as she hated to admit it, her heart skipped a beat. Solomon was angry. There was no doubt in her mind about that, but there was also some part of him that still wanted her and felt something for her.
Her lips curved into a smile, as Kat stood up on her tip toes. Her eyes looked into his stormy blue ones and their noses were only centimeters apart, as she whispered, “Good.”
***
“It’s so good to see you, Kat!” Mindy gushed, as she wrapped her in a bear hug.
“Oh!” Mindy drew back and held Kat at arm’s length. Her eyes went wide at Kat’s bulging middle. “Well, I’ll be! You’re pregnant! I wouldn’t have called you back if I’d known.”
Kat waved aside her concern and stepped into Mindy’s cozy living room. Her feet hurt, her back ached, and Solomon had placed a tail on her. She couldn’t so much as breathe without a member of the Free Guns being right there.
After her pronouncement at the bar and Solomon’s less than stellar reaction to stepping down, Kat had decided to visit Jamison’s wife. She wanted to see how the former madam president was doing. Plus, there was a deeper part of Kat that also knew not every member was happy with Solomon. Sooner or later those members would seek her out, if for nothing else than to plead with her to fuck the man into a better mood.
Kat softly snorted out loud at her own thoughts, as she settled
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