All Chapters of The Devil's Prey (The Devil's Knights MC Series) Book 2: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The kiss was not rushed but she could still feel his need for her. It soothed the jagged pieces of her heart and washed away the fears that had been locked away deep inside her. His big warm hands caressed her and held her firmly in place. As sweet as this kiss was, she felt like she was being consumed by him, by his heat. Part of her balked at this tenderness. She didn’t  know what to do with it. Despite this uncertainty rearing its head, a hidden part of her wanted to be consumed by his heat; by the tenderness that soothed her broken heart. He had been tender with her before. He had made sure to show her he loved her but she had never felt anything like this before. It was as if he was laying himself bare before her. They pulled apart to catch their breaths and Margo dared to look him in the eyes. What she saw there had her heart racing as tears filled her eyes. Her tears trailed down he

After the last person had left Margo sighed and sat down. She was so tired. She didn’t remember being this tired her last pregnancies. She closed her eyes intending to rest them only for a moment. Before she knew it she was sound asleep. Darkness surrounded her senses. She frowned as she took in the familiar scene before her. It had been a while since she had this dream. Even though she knew what would happen, she still found her feet carrying her towards the house. It was the same house that she had grown up in. Everything was a muted bluish gray as she took in the familiar porch. The door that once promised warmth and protection from a cruel world now looked as if it was the keeper of her nightmares. Of course in a way it was. Her bare feet halted on the grass. It was cold and pricked her feet painfully. Her own will seemed to be overpowered by something greater than her own. It urged her not to go towards the house. Margo looked around lookin

Bernard stood outside the abandoned warehouse. He pulled back the side panel and stepped through it. He flicked the light switch and sighed when the lights flicked on. It had been a while since he had been there. He looked at the dust that had accumulated after decades of nonuse. He sighed and looked around. He hadn’t been here in years though he was glad that he had kept the building despite not knowing if he would need it. It was a part of his past. The building that  gave him his start in the underworld. He began to pull back dusty tarps exposing the furniture that he had left behind. All of this seemed like a separate world from the one he had been living. Of course it was. This was  his refuge when he was a teenager. He  looked at the dark stain on the floor. He  had been stupid when he  was younger and gotten caught but he still smiled at the nostalgic memory of his first kill. This was where it had happened. He ha

Dex was still sitting with Maribel in his lap when his mother arrived at the club. A text alerted him to her arrival, prompting him to stand up and go to the bar area. He held Maribel’s hand as they made their way to the bar. He smiled softly when he saw his mother standing there looking around. “Mom.” He called getting her attention. “Dex, sweetie!” She said, turning with a smile on her face. She eyed Maribel curiously for a moment but smiled regardless. Her brown hair was swept up into a ponytail, showing off her regal neck. Her blue eyes held a  hint of worry but sparkled with curiosity nonetheless.“Dex, who is this beautiful young woman?” She asked, turning to hug her son. 

“I have some interesting information for you.” A voice said on the  other end of the phone, causing Bernard to raise his brow in surprise. “Really?” He asked, frowning. Bernard hated surprises. That’s why he always made sure to control everything that happened in his world with an iron fist. He didn’t know if he could handle another surprise. His little song bird had done more than her fair share of screwing up his life. “I promise. The information is worth it.” He said, causing Bernard to raise a brow in disbelief. Bernard didn’t know of any particular reason why he should be excited about finding out something surprising. In fact, every surprising thing that has happened to him lately ha