Fighting the Forbidden – Ruthless & Royal Read Online Autumn Jones Lake

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Erotic, Forbidden, MC, Sports Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 162
Estimated words: 158872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 794(@200wpm)___ 635(@250wpm)___ 530(@300wpm)
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Her pretty face screws into something between a scowl and laughter. “I’ve seen the girls hang all over you at the racetrack. And I don’t even want to think about what happens at The Castle on fight nights.” Her cheeks redden and her shoulders jump up and down in a nervous shrug. “I’ve heard how the guys talk. Come on, Griff. I’m not dumb.”

I tip her head back, forcing her to look me in the eyes. “Molly, I’ve known you are it for me for a while. If I couldn’t have you, I didn’t want anyone else.”

“Griff,” she protests, still clinging to whatever she thinks she knows. “I’ve been at some of those parties. And Remy always says…”

I glance down. Huh, look at that. My best friend’s name is enough to deflate my dick.

“I let your brother think whatever he wanted.” One corner of my mouth slides up. “Whatever helped distract him from knowing how much I wanted you.”

She frowns, clearly still not convinced. I’d be insulted, but she’s right. Before I ever thought about us being together, I partied with ring bunnies after the fights all the time. Empty, meaningless encounters that never left me feeling good about myself the next day. Did I ever admit to Remy that those casual hookups left me feeling hollow? Nope. He loved it and I wasn’t going to ruin his fun or make him feel bad about himself.

But also, Remy wasn’t as fooled as I thought he was. Can’t forget that priceless knowledge. “It didn’t work, though. Your brother was starting to suspect something was going on between you and me.”

“But he had those girls come over to the house⁠—”

“He’s an arrogant dick who wanted to force my hand and get me to admit my feelings for you.” I bite the inside of my cheek. “And he thought if I screwed one of those girls right under your nose, it’d kill your crush on me.” Too bad for Remy there isn’t another woman on this planet he could’ve brought home who would’ve made me risk losing Molly.

“What?” Outrage raises her voice. “That’s so dumb. And mean.”

“It doesn’t matter, Muffin.” My voice remains calm, even though mild annoyance at Remy’s childish plan still lingers. “There was never a chance I would’ve said yes. I only wanted you.”

“I know that now.” She huffs but hurt shines in her eyes, betraying the tough-girl dismissal. “It stung that night because I wasn’t sure…”

“It’s my fault.” Guilt pushes the air out of my lungs in a painful sigh. “I should’ve told him how I felt about you sooner.”

She slides off the bed and unzips her backpack. After tossing a few things aside, she slips into a T-shirt that ends right below her cute, round little butt cheeks.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” I swipe my hand through the air, reaching for her, but she’s out of range. “What are you doing?”

“I need a do-over.” She circles her hand in front of her lower half. “Talking about my brother has dried up my happy zone.”

I burst out laughing. “Happy zone?”

Her lips tilt into a coy smile. “You seem pretty happy playing there.”

“Baby, I’m not playing.” Staring her down, I leap off the bed. She turns to run, but I grab her around the waist, lifting her in the air.

She lets out a sharp shriek that dissolves into giggles and kicks her feet.

I toss her on the bed, and she holds out her hand in a stop gesture. “You really want me to believe you spent how long of your most active sexual prime abstaining? For me?”

Active sexual prime? I stop at the foot of the bed and stare at her. “What?”

“It just seems…” She drops her gaze. “Unlikely.”

I palm my cock and stroke a few times. Her wide eyes follow my every move, and she slides her tongue over her bottom lip. “Molly.” My voice comes out low, close to a warning. “I have two hands and an incredibly active imagination.”

“Imagination?” One corner of her mouth tilts up with more confidence. “Were you thinking about me?”

“I’d rather not incriminate myself.” I wink at her.

Laughter bubbles from her lips. “I won’t tell.”

I place my palms on the bed and stare her down. “All. The. Time.”

“You hid it well, Royal.” She lifts one eyebrow. “I really thought you only saw me as⁠—”

“Do not say ‘little sister.’” I need her much closer. I press my knee to the mattress and as if she has the same need, she crawls to the end of the bed, meeting me.

She lifts her chin, her gaze searching my face. “One of the guys?”

“Absolutely not.” I stroke my knuckles over her cheek. “I didn’t want to be a creep and make you feel weird. Besides, I can control myself.” I tease my fingers under her T-shirt and tug it up. “Sort of.”


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