Dickhead (Wrong Side of the Tracks #3) Read Online K.A. Merikan

Categories Genre: Biker, Dark, M-M Romance, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Wrong Side of the Tracks Series by K.A. Merikan
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Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 145088 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 725(@200wpm)___ 580(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
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Heat flushed Hammer’s face. Had he said that? It was kind of hot. Was she… flirting? Trying to provoke him? Arouse him?

“You were all over that, and the proof was in your pussy. You were wet as a nun meeting the pope,” he said and took a step closer, pinning her with his signature sexy glare.

Her face reddened, and at this point, Hammer had no idea where things would go. They’d either fuck, or… or what? Was she angry or horny? He wished he could read people better.

“It’s a fucking bodily reaction. You should know better than thinking slick equals aroused! You’re so full of shit! You’re disrespectful, you’ve got an overinflated ego, and you think you have a magic dick, when it’s really nothing speci—”

The door opened so abruptly it hit Hammer’s shoulder.

“What the fuck are you on about, woman? Have you even seen his cock or was he fucking you in the dark?” Dex’s voice came in first, but then Hammer saw the idiot enter the scene with a clean face and a square Band-Aid covering the cut. “I literally saw it today, and it’s a fucking work of art! It’s a cock so great you wanna fall asleep with your face tucked against it. You should be grateful a guy like that wanted to dick you down.” He even gestured to Hammer with cuffed hands.

This was fucking ridiculous. And embarrassing.

And yet, Hammer was flattered.

Stefani raised her chin, combed her sharp nails through her hair, and barked with laughter. “Oh. My God. It all makes sense now,” she said, staring at Hammer with wide eyes. “That’s why you were so obsessed with my ass and anal. You’re gay!”

For fuck’s sake.

Hammer choked on the amount of air he sucked in, shocked by the accusation. “What the—No, of course I’m not gay!”

Dex squared his shoulders, focused on Stefani as if Hammer of all people needed to be protected from a five-foot-two woman. “Bisexual people exist, you dumbass! But if a guy this hot wants ass, why the fuck wouldn’t you give it to him? What’s wrong with you? I almost died today trying to get into his pants, and you’re whining over a bit of choking? I would have let him rail me however he wanted, said thank you, and swallowed. Why are you so fucking entitled?”

Hammer was so dumbfounded by this barrage of compliments and Dex’s self-degrading, slavish attitude that he stayed silent, trying to breathe normally as Dex’s words slotted into weird places in his mind, ones that moments ago had been occupied with fantasies about Stefani’s boobs and ass, and—

“Get out,” Kate ordered, entering the room and holding the door open. “I will stay quiet about this but I don’t want to ever see either of you again. Is that clear?”

A single look at Stefani’s pink face told Hammer he’d lost any chance of ever getting into her panties again. “Thank you for your help,” he muttered to Kate and shoved Dex toward the exit as thoughts floated in his head like the debris from an unexpected collision in space.

Dex glanced over his shoulder. “Yeah, thanks so much, doc, you were great.”

Stefani woke up from her stupor. “And you can have him if he’s so amazing!”

But Hammer wasn’t about to entertain this conversation and left the apartment. He urged Dex forward with another shove because at this pace, the neighbors would call the cops about the racket.

Unbothered, Dex glanced up at him. “That went well. She didn’t call the club or nothing. I only needed four stitches. You wanna see? It might actually end up looking kinda cool in the end. Oh, and I stole lollipops for us.” He smiled and turned so Hammer could see a white stick peeking out from his jean pocket.

Really? After all this whining about his face rotting away, now he was happy? This man had the mind of a toddler, though his body was definitely that of a grownup, and when Hammer fell a bit behind, he couldn’t help glancing at the ass that had been offered to him in the company of other people. No shame at all.

“You shouldn’t have butted in. That was between me and her,” Hammer said as they made their way down the staircase.

“I had to intervene. You can get better ass than some bimbo slut like her who won’t even be nice to you.”

Hammer frowned. “Says who? You literally told them you’d do anything to service my dick back there, and you proved that by letting me out earlier. I’d say you’re more of a bimbo slut than Stefani.”

It was a weird thing to consider.

Dex turned his head and kept walking toward the stairs, so Hammer grabbed the back of his jacket to save him from breaking his neck.

“But I’m… a guy,” Dex said, but his frown suggested he was in fact thinking about it.


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