Kitty Kitty (Souls Chapel Revenants MC #5) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Souls Chapel Revenants MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
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Whatever the damn reason for the stars, I focused on those as my orgasm took me over.

Peripherally, I was aware of something liquidy running down the outside of my thigh.

I was also aware that the hold on my hips was now downright painful as Sin squeezed, controlling our movements.

I was also aware that the guard’s voices were getting closer, more rambunctious, and vulgar.

The man behind me—inside of me—grunted in surprise at the force of my orgasm, and suddenly I wasn’t alone in my release. Sin was following right behind me so fast that I think he was just as surprised as I was.

I cried out one last time when he jerked viciously inside of me. The move caused him to slip just a little bit deeper, and that orgasm that I thought was tapering off only climbed just a little bit higher.

Then everything inside of me froze as the voices from outside came inside.

Sin pulled out of me like he was burned, and I started to pull up my pants and button them just as I heard my name called.

“Mackenzie?” I heard. “What are you doing over there with him?”

I felt my face flush but saw my out the moment I turned to see Sin.

His hand was bleeding again, that had to be what I’d felt running down the outside of my leg.

“I, uh, needed more gauze. Silly man tore his stitches already when he tried to catch me when I fell,” I lied easily, pushing the curtain aside and showing them the puddle of blood that was now dripping onto the floor.

I could feel Sin’s cum running down the length of my leg, and I had to thank the lord above that the pants were so thick that there was no way that a stain on the inside would leech to the outside.

“Stupid,” the doctor said as he looked at the mess that Sin had made of his hand.

And he had made a mess.

His hand was bleeding again, and it was more than obvious that he’d done something to rip the stitch open.

Sin’s eyes came to me, and something passed between us before the guard at the door said, “Hey, Warden wants to see you. Something about a firsthand accounting of everything that went down.”

I looked at Sin for a few more long seconds before saying, “10-4.”

Sin’s eyes dropped from mine, and I knew that I’d been dismissed.

Dammit.

“Take care of yourself, Sin.”

“You, too,” he rumbled, making my heart skip a beat.

Then I was gone, only not realizing that that instant would be the last look I’d get for a really long while.

• • •

SIN

I felt like I was going to be sick.

How fucking surprising was it that an hour after fucking a guard, though she was a beautiful fucking guard that I couldn’t get out of my head, they call me down to the principal’s office.

Or the warden’s office.

“We’re transferring you to a new prison,” the warden said, his eyes narrow and hard. “As of tomorrow morning, at oh eight hundred, you’ll be calling Bear Bottom Penitentiary your new home.”

CHAPTER 4

You inspire my inner serial killer.

-things not to say to your prison guard

SIN

I was confused.

More than confused.

“I’m sorry, but what?” I asked, looking at the practical four-star hotel room I’d been given.

“This is your new space.” The man gestured. “Have fun.”

I looked at all of my stuff that’d been nicely placed on the bed, then at the shelves of books and other things that were sitting on a shelf next to the window.

Yes, window.

I hadn’t had a window in any of my cells. But this one, even if it had bars, was looking out over a fucking field of goddamn sunflowers.

Holy shit.

I looked at the guard’s nametag.

“Pierce.” I paused. “You a football player?”

He grinned then. “Actually, I used to be. Quit a couple of years ago now. You watch football?”

I shook my head. “Not really. Certainly not in the last couple of years. I just remember hearing your name a couple of times and seeing your picture. Not something that I normally forget—names and faces.”

He nodded once. “You ready to head to the meeting now?”

He was talking to me like I had a choice.

“Uhh, sure.” I shrugged. “Why not?”

Rome grinned. “Come on.”

I frowned. “Why are you treating me as if I’m not a criminal?”

He looked at me then as we walked down a long hallway.

“Why would I condemn you for something that I’ve wanted to do a hundred times myself?” he asked. “It’s just your misfortune that you were caught. A lot of us never are.”

He spoke like he’d actually done something bad.

I wanted to ask what, but before I could, we apparently got to wherever we were going.

“In there.” He gestured.

I went in there and came face-to-face with a man that I didn’t know well, but I knew all the same.


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