Collect the Pieces – Lost Kings MC Read Online Autumn Jones Lake

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 121578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 486(@250wpm)___ 405(@300wpm)
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My knees buckle.

He grabs a strip of condoms from the nightstand and shoves them in his pocket. “Don’t want to forget these.”

I almost open my mouth to say, since we already forgot them once this weekend, why ruin the fantasy? But after the way he reacted to me holding the babies earlier, it doesn’t seem like something to joke about.

Instead, I slip my sneakers on while he shrugs into a T-shirt.

“Let’s go.” He opens the door.

Downstairs, we run into Sparky and Stash, hanging out in the living room. I feel like I have a glowing sign above my head that announces off to fornicate in the woods.

But Jigsaw’s smooth and calm. He gives them a casual greeting and keeps right on walking toward the front door.

As we step outside, warmth spreads from my center. More than what I already feel. “I think it’s starting to do something.”

Jigsaw stops at the bottom of the stairs. “Good something or bad something?”

My eyebrows draw together in concentration. “Good for now.”

“Okay.”

Jigsaw glances inside the big garage. None of the trucks or SUVs that had been in it Friday night are there now. He keeps moving toward the same path we took to the bonfire.

When we reach the cinder block circle and charred remains, he stops.

“You ready?” He cups my face and presses a gentle kiss to my lips, stealing my answer.

The warmth and tingling intensify. Is it the arousal gel, or just him?

Breathless, I pull away.

“Do we need some rules?” I ask, my voice quivering with excitement. “Are you going to count to ten? Your legs are a lot longer than mine. To make it fair, you should give me a good head start.”

“Margot, it’s just a game.” He strokes his knuckles over my cheek. “It doesn’t matter where you run or how fast. We both know when I catch you, I’m going to fuck you,” he says in the most maddeningly seductive tone possible. “That’s the only rule.”

Need throbs between my legs. If he keeps talking to me like that, I won’t be able to run. This clearing actually looks like a perfectly good spot. He could sit with his back to that tree while I pull my dress up, straddle his lap and…

He sets his hands on my shoulders and turns me around. “If you go up this hill and to the right, you’ll eventually come to a clearing where there’s a semi-circle of tiered stone benches and a big slab of stone.”

I peer at him over my shoulder. “Sounds very Roman Empire.”

His lips tilt. “If you make it that far. Don’t keep going. The path will narrow again and hook up with the trail that leads right to the parking lot.”

“Wait, what if someone sees us?”

He tilts his head toward the path. “Garage was empty. They brought the kids down to Teller’s earlier. Wrath went to work.” He shrugs. “I don’t think anyone goes out there unless there’s a formal event or something.”

Wow, he gave this a lot of thought. My desire ratchets up about a thousand degrees. “But you don’t know for sure…”

“That’ll be part of the fun.”

I frown, hating that I’m asking this. “You’ve never done this before, right?”

“No.” He shakes his head. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever wanted to chase.” He presses his lips to my ear. “To hunt down. Fuck like a savage. Only you.”

I’m breathing hard but my nose tingles, like I’m on the verge of crying for some reason. How can something so crude also be so sweet?

He squeezes my hips, then releases me, almost like a wild animal he’s setting free.

That’s exactly how I feel as my feet start moving. Wild. Absolutely nuts. A little silly. And frantically praying he catches me soon.

My sneakers crash and pound over the mossy earth. My pulse is so loud in my ears, it feels like I’m covering more ground than I actually am. I’m tingling all over. Desperate for him to catch me but also afraid of our game ending. My heart’s on fire.

How long will he wait before coming after me?

The crunch of a stick echoing behind me propels my feet faster.

Don’t look back.

Another snap of a branch.

I squeal and dodge around trees, leap over branches, and skitter over pine needles.

But I keep going.

More crashing through the woods. Leaves crunching. Twigs cracking.

Heavy footsteps accelerating.

My heart pounds.

My clit throbs.

The clearing Jigsaw mentioned must be ahead. Tall, gray stones and overgrown grass are just barely visible through the trees.

Will I make it?

My body trembles with the thrill of being captured. Can’t wait to feel his arms around me. But I still keep running.

He’s close.

So close, his heavy breathing is a growl in my ear.

He’s right behind me!

He slams into my back, the force knocking the breath from my lungs. His arms wrap tight around my waist, stopping me from falling forward. A squeak of surprise bursts past my lips. He’s a solid wall of muscle against my back. Strong enough to lift me off the ground, while my legs flail in the air.


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