Page 38 of Sunshine & Ink

If I could just find her, I could explain things.

I need to figure out where Sunni is, find her, and tell her to come home. I have to finish the wedding negotiations and get married in a few weeks, and I know I won’t be able to do shit until I find Sunni.

“You pent-up or something, Prez?” Teacher asks. “Go out and fucking ride a whore. You’re acting fucking rough.”

He opens the door and Angel is there, big tits straining against a tiny tank top, her fingers smoothing the mini skirt over her hips, brushing past her pussy, which I know is going to be wet and ready for me.

But I have zero fucking interest in seeing her.

Zero fucking twitches in my cock.

“No,” I said. “I need to find Sunni.”

My fists curl on the desk and my breath is hollow and ragged in my chest.

Not knowing where Sunnis is now that I’m on the outside is somehow worse.

She’s supposed to behere, waiting in my room for me whenever I want her, ready to go for a ride on my motorcycle, big brown eyes looking up at me, right there any time I want to run my fingers down her skin, see the marks I’ve made in her flesh.

The Desert Viper owns you

Angel looks down at my cock, like she could prove me wrong, but when she doesn’t see a boner, she pouts.

“Why are you more interested in hunting downherover seeing me?” she asks, her voice rising in a whine.

“Because the rest of you can go to fucking hell if I can’t find her!”

Teacher wants me to work on going around our borders, making sure our rivals know I’m back. There have been brief incursions on our borders, some light testing of the boundaries. And usually that would mean immediate bloody retribution by me.

But instead I put all the Club’s goddamn resources into finding Sunni.

The brothers were to ride up and down every street in Resurrected until we found her, no matter if they were in our MC territory or not. Teacher was positive she wasn’t in our boundaries.

Leavingmyprotective boundaries?

It was like a thousand nails all digging into my skin.

I could not stop replaying what had happened, trying to figure out what had gone wrong and when Sunni had made the decision to leave.

But no matter which way I spun it in my head, it was sucking Apostle’s dick.

I had always thought of my cousin as a soft, gentle man, someone kept by family loyalty in the most powerful MC.

But now I started to watch him more closely.

Why would she have been so afraid of him?

I had told her there wasnodanger there.

And I wasn’t goddamn eating, I sure as fuck wasn’t sleeping.

I could not sleep in that bed without her.

What the absolute fuck was wrong with me?

I went up and down the streets, too, even though Teacher told me it was fucking stupid to go into rival territory like that. If I got caught alone, without backup, it would absolutely mean a dogfight. But I couldn’t stop.

Up and down the streets, my eyes scanning the faces that almost blurred together. Blonde women going into coffee shops, doing yoga at the park, heading into apartment buildings. I walked through bars, grocery shops, my cut and patches making people twist around and drop their jaws to see the MC Prez.

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