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  Savage Lies

  Copyright © 2019 Kathleen Kelly

  Published by Kathleen Kelly

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Kathleen Kelly is in no way affiliated with any brands, songs, musicians, or artists mentioned in this book.

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  Title Page

  Copyright

  A Note About The Savage Angels MC Series

  Dedication

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Epilogue

  About the Author

  Other Books

  A NOTE ABOUT THE SAVAGE ANGELS MC SERIES

  It is recommended that each book be read in order.

  Savage Angels MC Series

  In Order:

  Savage Stalker (Savage Angels MC #1)

  Savage Fire (Savage Angels MC #2)

  Savage Town (Savage Angels MC #3)

  Savage Lover (Savage Angels MC #4)

  Savage Sacrifice (Savage Angels MC #5)

  Savage Rebel (Savage Angels MC—Novella #6)

  Savage Lies (Savage Angels MC #7)

  Savage Life (Savage Angels MC #8 - Coming 2019)

  The Grinders Series

  Truth (The Grinders Book 1)

  Curtis (The Grinders Book 2—Coming 2020)

  Keep up to date with my books on my website

  kathleenkellyauthor.com

  WARNING:

  For Mature Audience 18+

  Contains Adult Sexual Situations, Graphic Violence, Coarse or Offensive Language.

  It’s “R” rated for a reason.

  If you’ve read me before, you’ll know what to expect, enjoy!

  Robyn Corcoran and Belinda Donaldson.

  This one is for you.

  Without your continued support, love, friendship and the occasional “push,” I’m not sure I would have finished this.

  You both mean the world to me. I wonder why you put up with me, but I’m grateful you do. We three couldn’t be more different but we have a couple of things in common:

  Our love of books.

  Our honesty.

  And our friendship xx

  Zeke

  Soldier in the Savage Angels MC

  Cassia Lee pulls her fancy Mercedes into my driveway. I share a house with Dirt, Sergeant at Arms in my MC. Well, it’s his house, but he kindly rents me a room. Thankfully, he’s out for the evening. I look back at the table I’ve set, making sure I’ve got all the necessary utensils laid out.

  Fuck, what am I doing?

  Cassia Lee is way above my pay grade, and I have no idea why she’d want to personally deliver my order from her daddy’s store or invite herself to dinner. I do know she’s the prettiest little thing I’ve seen in a while.

  A knock on the door drags me back to my current situation. I open it quickly and find her struggling to hold up my new duffle filled with everything I’ve purchased from shirts to boots.

  “Ahh, you could take it. It’s kind of heavy,” says Cassia as she tries to hold up the bag.

  “Right! Sorry.” Awkwardly, I take it from her and put it just inside the door.

  Cassia looks around me, a small smile on her lips.

  “Are you going to invite me in?”

  Jesus. I’m such an oaf.

  I move out of the way quickly and gesture for her to come inside.

  “Yes. Yes, p-please come in.”

  Cassia walks straight to the table and sits down. She stares at me and points to the chair nearest her. “You going to join me?”

  I’m still standing at the open door. I don’t know what it is about this woman, but I need to put myself together. She is, after all, just a woman. I slam the door closed and walk toward her, then do a quick turn toward the fridge and pull out a bottle of red.

  “You put it in the fridge?” Cassia asks.

  “Yeah, it was hot.”

  She giggles, and the sound goes straight to my dick.

  With a shake of her head, Cassia holds up the wine glass I have on the table.

  “Fair enough. Pour me a glass, will you?”

  The corkscrew is on the table. I open the bottle and pour the foul-tasting red liquid into her glass.

  “You’re not having one?”

  “Fuck no, I’ve got beer.” I open the fridge and grab a beer. I’m about to put her bottle back in when she laughs.

  “What?” I ask.

  “Leave the bottle on the table, Zeke. Let’s let it breathe.”

  I quirk an eyebrow at her, pop the top off my beer, place the wine bottle near her, and sit down.

  “So, did you get me a pizza?”

  “Yeah, it’s in the oven keeping warm. I got pepperoni like you asked.”

  Cassia grins and looks at me wickedly. “You always do as you’re told?”

  “Hardly.” I lock eyes with her and ask, “Woman, why are you here?”

  “Woman?” She laughs a little. “I like you.”

  I rock back in my chair and stare at her for the longest time, trying to figure her out, and the reason she likes me hits me like a ton of bricks, so I nod. “I get it. I’m a big bad biker, and your daddy won’t approve.”

  “What? No! You think that’s why I’m here?” Cassia shakes her head and stands. “See ya, Zeke.”

  I’m up and out of my chair so quickly it falls over. I grab her by th
e arm and look down at her. “I’m not a pawn to be used.”

  “I wasn’t going to use you. I meant it when I said I liked… like you. I’ve tried a few times to grab your attention, but when you came into the store, I figured today was my chance.”

  I’m searching her pretty green eyes and find only truth in them. Cassia isn’t even attempting to pull out of my grasp. I reach up my other hand and tuck her hair behind her ear. She doesn’t flinch, and her mouth drops open slightly. This woman has me in unchartered territory. Cassia isn’t a club whore nor is she someone I’d normally go for, but here she is, in my house, and my dick is as hard as stone.

  “Want to share your pizza?” Cassia asks.

  “Yeah.”

  But I don’t let her go. I continue to stare at that pretty little mouth and wonder what she’d taste like.

  “Zeke?”

  I gaze into her eyes, and before I realize it, I’ve pulled her into my arms and claimed her. Cassia doesn’t react the way I thought she would—the woman melts against me while her hands roam my body. I walk her backward until we hit the wall, then pull back and look down at her. Cassia’s eyes are closed, her mouth slightly open, and a flush of red has made its way from her ample chest to her face. Beautiful.

  I rest my forehead to hers. “Dinner, I think you invited yourself to dinner.”

  Cassia opens her eyes, smiles lazily, and says, “Yes, I did. You’re the most perplexing man I’ve ever tried to get the attention of.”

  “Is that so?”

  Cassia nods. “Yep. Dinner. Let’s eat and get to know each other.”

  I run a hand from her breast to her hip, and she moans. “I can do that.”

  Zeke

  The room is full of steam as I pump in and out of my green-eyed vixen. It’s been six months since that first date and we get stronger every day. We are at her place—the shower is big enough for two. She’s on her knees, and I grip her shoulder-length blonde hair to make her look at me. Cassia smiles and closes her eyes while I pull tighter, and they snap back open.

  “Like to look into your pretty eyes as I fuck you. You know that,” I growl.

  “Zeke, can we go into the bedroom? These tiles are killing my knees.”

  She’s not the only one. I laugh and stop what I’m doing.

  “This was your idea. I wanted to do it in the kitchen, but you said you were cold and wanted to warm up. What do I get if we move to another location?”

  Cassia twists and kneels in front of me, her luscious lips close to mine.

  “Anything you want,” Cassia purrs.

  I grin at her. My sexual tastes are more adventurous than hers and a lot broader. Cassia has had a few lovers, but I’ve had many. The promise of being able to do anything to her makes me harder than a fucking diamond.

  “You sure about that?” I ask as I run my stubbly chin up her throat.

  Cassia moans and nods. I nip her throat, leaving a small mark. Tonight, I will leave many more on her. I stand and help her to her feet, then with her back crushed to my front, we inch toward the bed. There are so many things I want to do to this body, but up until now, she’s been a little resistant. My hands cup her breasts, and I pinch her nipples, causing them to pebble and Cassia to cry out.

  I draw her earlobe into my mouth and suck. For every pain, there must be a pleasure, and she loves this. I keep playing with one nipple as the other hand travels down her body to her core.

  “Spread your legs for me, Cass.”

  Doing as she’s told, I touch and caress her most sensitive region, enjoying the slick sensation of her dripping wet pussy. Cassia grinds into me, and I know she’s seeking her release as her movements become quicker and more erratic. I move away from her, and her cry of protest means I’m doing a good job. I chuckle and push her onto the bed.

  “Remember to breathe,” I say as I bend over and bite her ass cheek.

  Her gasp excites me. I stand up and go in search of my belt. It’s still in my jeans in the kitchen. I pull it out and move back into the bedroom. Cassia is laying on the bed in the same position I left her in—on her stomach, legs spread, looking like my best sexual fantasy.

  I’ve grown my hair longer on top, and two days ago she said she’d like to see me with a beard, so I’m growing it out. I have no idea what gods I appeased to have Cassia in my life, but whatever or whoever they are, I’m eternally grateful.

  Bending, I kiss the sole of her foot and rub my stubbly face up her torso until I get to her neck. Compared to me, she’s a tiny little thing, only five feet tall. My body covers hers, and I lay there for a moment enjoying the feel of her but knowing she’s probably having a hard time breathing. I roll off, and she looks at me and smiles.

  “Is that why you told me to breathe?”

  “No, petal.” I hold up my belt. “Rollover.” I wink and grin as she does as she’s asked. “Hands above your head.”

  With a sideways grin, she looks at me apprehensively but slowly raises her hands. I straddle her body, making a loop with my belt and fix her hands to the bed headboard. Deliberately, I make my way back down her torso, dragging my teeth along it. The urge to bite her is overwhelming, and I sink my teeth into the side of her hip and suck.

  “Zeke!”

  “Relax, Cass. Close your eyes, breathe through the pain, and I promise you’ll enjoy yourself.”

  She nods at me, and I blow onto the spot where I bit down, it’s already becoming a lovely shade of red. I move across her stomach and suck at the top of her trimmed pussy. I draw the flesh into my mouth, she gasps. I release it and plunge my tongue between the folds of her pussy, sucking, licking, tasting the very essence of her.

  “Oh, Zeke,” she moans, low and throaty.

  I rub my chin into her, and she bucks wildly. My hands work their way up to her nipples, and I tug and pull at them as she rides my face.

  Cassia opens her legs wider, and I know from the taste and this movement that she’s close. I stop and laugh as she groans in frustration.

  “Don’t laugh, keep going. I’m so close!”

  Cassia tugs at her bindings, unable to loosen them.

  “Not yet, petal.” I lean down and kiss her, forcing my tongue into her mouth, letting her taste how sweet she is, like honey. My cock is rubbing up and down her slit, and it’s not long before she’s kissing me back and trying to get me to mount her.

  “Patience,” I whisper as I pull back and stare into her eyes.

  “I’m ready. I’m so goddamn ready!” Cassia hisses at me.

  I chuckle and again begin my assault on her body. This time I bite down on her nipple, drawing it into my mouth and flicking my tongue across it. Cassia arches her back, moaning in pleasure. It’s important to me for her to understand that after my upbringing, I like pain in the bedroom. I like teeth and nails digging into my back. I fucking love teeth.

  Moving further down, I push her legs up and place her feet on my shoulders, positioning my cock at her entrance.

  “Look at me, Cass.” Her eyes open, filled with pleasure. “You ready for me?”

  “Please,” Cass begs.

  Slowly, I enter her. She’s slick, tight, and I love that she has my marks on her body. Pulling back out, I slam back into her, and she cries out. My thumb goes to her clit. I’m not gentle, but I know how to make her writhe in ecstasy, and I bring her to the brink many times but never letting her orgasm.

  Her face is flushed, and a line of sweat is forming on her forehead as she seeks her release.

  “Are you ready, Cass?” She nods, her eyes betray that she’s desperate to orgasm. It’s an all-consuming thought flashing behind them. “You need to wait for me. Do you understand, Cass?” With desire fueling her, she nods enthusiastically. “Okay, petal, keep those eyes on me.”

  With my thumb applying pressure to her clit, I move in and out, slowly.

  “Faster,” demands Cassia.

  I chuckle and increase my speed. Looking into her green eyes, I feel my orgasm building. Her moans
are getting louder. Cass bites her bottom lip, her face is a mask of concentration.

  “Come for me, Cass, come for me now,” I growl.

  “Zeke!” screams Cassia.

  Her pussy spasms around my cock, and I grunt in satisfaction as my seed spills out of me. I’m moving in and out as she keeps coming, milking me with every movement. It feels like hours before she stops and only then do I stop my assault on her.

  Delicately, I place her legs on the bed, one at a time, then I lean over her and undo my belt. I lay down beside her, roll her onto her side with her back facing me, then I bite down and suck hard on her shoulder, ensuring a very large mark will emerge there. Cassia cries out, but her body betrays her as her ass pushes back toward my cock.

  “Why did you do that?”

  “When you look in the mirror, you’ll see my marks and know that you’re mine,” I say as I kiss her lightly on the same spot.

  “I’m going to have to wear turtlenecks.”

  “I promise in the summer, I’ll leave them where only we can see them. Tell me you like it.”

  Cassia rolls onto her back, and I place a leg and one of my arms over her. My hand goes to her breast, and I play with her nipple. She smiles, but I can tell she’s worn out. I love it when she has that totally satisfied look, and sleep wants to claim her.

  “I thought I was going to explode.”

  “Good. I aim to please,” I say as I kiss her.

  I am consumed by her, and without thinking, my hand travels down to her soaking wet pussy, and I insert two fingers—Cassia groans with pleasure. I keep going until I feel her come around my fingers, her eyes locked with mine.

  “That’s not fair for you.”

  “You have no idea how much I love watching you. It’s not always about me. Sometimes, it can just be about you. I get pleasure from watching you get off.”

  Cassia reaches up and pulls me to her, kissing me so softly on the lips.

  “I need a shower and clean, dry sheets,” she says with a smirk.

  “How about you go shower? I’ll strip the bed and find clean sheets, then we can make the bed together?”