Page 104 of A Love Like Venom

His hand comes down to grip my thigh in a comforting manner. “I’ve missed you, Alice Hall.”

Craning my neck, I press a soft kiss to his cheek. I hear his breath falter before I rest my head against his strong back.

A happy sigh slips pass his lips, one that does things to my heart.

Kicking off the stand and revving the engine I hold onto him tightly as we leave Hollows Point behind.

And it’s in this moment that I have never felt freer.

Snake

Iused to think that there was no better feeling than riding on my bike.

Watching as the world around me passes me by.

Feeling the power underneath me and how it travels through my entire body.

Riding on a motorcycle you almost feel untouchable.

You feel like you’re flying.

And all the troubles in your mind, all the demons begging to be freed are silenced.

Since becoming a member of Vipers MC riding has given me a peaceful mind. It shuts everything down and forces me to just be in the moment.

No past. No future.

Just being able to live and breathe in the present.

Whereas fighting unleashes all the rage I have buried inside me, giving the demons something to feast upon, riding calms them down with the taste of freedom.

I used to think that there was no better feeling.

I was wrong.

I was so fucking wrong.

With her arms wrapped around my waist, her hands then pressing against my abdomen and her head resting against my back there is no better feeling in the world.

Having her all pressed up against me is the sweetest torture.

Heaven because I have her close to me once again. Her innocent hands touching my skin making my blood rise with heat. Having her scent, the sweet intoxicating scent of vanilla fill my nostrils. Bringing me a sense of peace like nothing ever has.

Then she causes me hell.

Hell, because I want those hands to travel every inch of my fucking skin. How I want her body under mine in the most delicious way. Because I know once I get a taste of her it will never be enough.

Her arms wrap around me tighter as I make a sharp turn through the windy roads leading to the compound.

We used to have a dirt gravel that surrounded the compound but thanks to our more than steady income we finally got it paved.

The compound itself wasn’t the only thing that received upgrades.

But apparently we didn’t do fucking enough if The Crowned Devils MC we’re able to waltz in as easily as they did last night.

Our new prospect, Slater, was either not watching the surveillance feeds or Haven invited him to join the celebration.

Either way someone should have been watching the feeds.

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