Overtaken and Bent: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance

I'll take her and take her and take her again.

She didn't ask for this. She didn't need this.
But this is exactly what she's getting:
A towering, ripped, tatted bad boy with a hunger for her body…
And the appetite to feast on her – over and over again.

KENDRA

He turned my paradise into a war zone.
I can never forgive him.

But he doesn't give a damn about that.
Because he's the type of man who asks neither forgiveness nor permission.
He just takes what he wants – over, and over, and over again – until he's had his fill.

And then he takes some more.

It's not as if I didn't see this coming.
Bad boy bikers are always trouble – no surprises there.
But I let the outlaw into my life anyway.

I just never dreamed that soon my life and body would be in his hands.

There was no reason to trust him.
But when he crushes his lips on mine, makes me beg for more….
I can't say no.
I can't struggle.
And I can't help but agree every single time he presses his lips against my ear and growls,
"You belong to me."

ALLEN

She probably would've lived a happy life if she'd never met me.
That's too damn bad.
Because I came barging in and I sure as hell ain't apologizing for my intrusion.

She's mine now, for better and for worse.
Even if I didn't mean to bring my fight to her doorstep.
Even if she definitely didn't need the trouble.

I'm here now.
So just f**king get used to it.

At first, she was just an innocent bystander
But everything changed once I got a taste of her.
Possessed her.
Owned her like only an outlaw savage can.

But now, a sadist has us in his crosshairs.
He wants us both six feet under.

What that sick son of a b!tch doesn't know is this:
No one takes what's mine.
Not without a vicious fight.
Not today. Not ever.