Bare-Knuckle Love (biker gay dark erotic romance) (Rabid Mongrels MC Book 1) by K.A. Merikan Read Free Book Online

hadn’t moved a muscle, only prayed that the game would end sooner than later. When Jason peed himself, Rick and his friends laughed so hard they couldn’t shoot anymore.
    “There,” said Babyface, finishing the drawing with a few dots. “Which hole should be the bull’s-eye?”
    The other bikers debated this for a second, and from the scraps of conversation he heard, Jason realized he had a woman’s crotch and legs drawn all over his back, complete with a heart-shaped bush and dollar bills sticking out from underneath her garter. The men eventually settled on the rules, and he was left standing there, with a collar on his neck, leashed and humiliated. He never thought he’d be in this kind of situation as an adult man.
    “Brace yourself,” shouted Titan from behind Jason’s back. “Don’t you dare cry when I drive this into you!”
    Jason sneered at the sound of those words, since no one could see his face. He’d done enough crying tonight to last him a few years. Father never approved of tears, and when Jason was a kid, Father showed him exactly what he thought about them. Jason couldn’t sit for days after that.
    A dart slammed into the wooden wall in front of Jason, and as the guys behind him laughed at Titan’s aim, Jason couldn’t help a little smirk as well. The smile was wiped off instantly, though, once the next dart pierced his skin and made him bite his lips. It hurt like a motherfucker.
    “Yeah! Right in the cunt!” Jack yelled, cheered on by his friends.
    “Try to get her in the ass next time,” laughed Hyde, and it triggered an unwanted stir in Jason’s groin. Now that he’d seen Hyde’s cock, he had a hard time keeping it out of his mind, which made the whole situation even worse, since Hyde was clearly not on his side, yet another tormentor out for blood and humiliation. Like getting Jason to suck his cock on camera wasn’t enough for the night. No, he had to also comment on the sleazy picture on Jason’s back and throw darts at him, as if it were their fucking night out in a bar.
    “That ass is mine!” shouted Babyface, but when the dart stung Jason, he knew Babyface missed before the thing dropped to the floor.
    Jason tried not to think too much, but the longer the game lasted, the more his back throbbed, screaming at him to get away. He must have nearly switched off his mind, because the touch on his arm that brought him back to reality came out of nowhere.
    Hyde nodded, taking the leash off the hook. “Not too bad.”
    Despite his body being tense and aching, Jason stood strong, pretending he didn’t care about the blood trickling down his back from a few spots. “I bet none of you managed to hit the pussy.” He forced a smirk and turned around.
    He expected a slur, but before Titan could say anything, Jack laughed out loud. “Fucker’s got a mouth on him.”
    Hyde’s eyes lit up. “They did, but it wouldn’t stick.”
    “That’s because the spikes on our darts aren’t long enough to stay in the flesh,” said Babyface from his spot on the sofa.
    “Whatever, you wouldn’t win anyway,” said Jack, the winner of the game on Jason’s back.
    Hyde gave Jason the shirt. “Put that on. We’re going home.”
    “You better keep that remote for his collar close, or you might end up with your face eaten off,” Spotty advised in a serious tone.
    Jason might as well have been invisible. Even though they lost money tonight, even though Titan got injured, they still found a way to have fun and chill out— at Jason’s expense. When Jason was younger, he thought that he was still to meet close friends, but as the years passed and that never happened, he became increasingly alienated from how other people lived.
    As odd as it was, he was happy to be included somehow, especially since it gave him the chance to make a show of his endurance. There were no more dirty comments as Hyde said good-bye to everyone else and led the way into the wet-smelling backyard of the run-down gym