Tainted Love: Sinful Souls MC #3 by Amo Jones Read Free Book Online

hooded with need.
    She looks and smiles her broad smile at me. “Hey now, don’t be giving me those ‘come fuck me’ eyes, Ade Nixon. There’s only so much of that I can take before a girl breaks all the rules.” She winks and makes her way back to the bar. I’m still gazing at her with a smirk when Blake comes to sit at the table.
    He laughs. “Bro, can you keep it in your pants for one whole week?”
    I tip the bottle up to my lips. “I have no intention of doing that. Not all of us are whipped, so I don’t need to keep it in my pants,” I say while looking at both him and Zane.
    They both laugh before Zane says, “Really? I seem to recall Alaina whipping you and I both, at the same time.”
    I laugh and shake my head. “Touché. How is my girl?” I ask, smirking at him.
    I love playing this game with him. It’s always been too easy to work him up where Alaina was concerned. He and I have both loved her from day one—which never happens for either of us—but he was in love with her. At first, I wanted to fuck the shit out of her, but that was before I recognized the bond she and I held. It was more of a brother and sister bond. One where the brother will occasionally eye fuck you every now and then. It then turned into one of my favorite things to do when I saw how worked up Zane would get.
    He narrows his eyes, throwing me a disgusted look. “Back down, Ade.” I laugh, tipping my drink to my lips.
    “She’s fine. Landon is keeping her on her toes, though.”
    His face lights up, talking about Landon and Alaina. Landon is Zane and Alaina’s son and he’s one fucking cute little dude. Because he looks like his mother .
    “I’ll come around and see her tonight,” I say taking another pull of my drink.
    Blake shakes his head. “I wouldn’t. Vicky has her on all sorts of duties. She’s turned into a mad woman planning this wedding. I thought that was what bridesmaids were for,” he answers shaking his head. I see his face change, turning into a full Blake smirk.
    “What Blake, spit it out,” I say looking directly at him.
    He laughs a loud roar of a laugh, clutching his stomach. I look to Zane, who looks like he may just hit Blake if he ever laughs like that again.
    “Brother, you are in for a treat.” He takes a long pull of his drink.
    “Kalie is a bridesmaid.”
    Well, that wiped the smile off my face.
    Fuck .
     

     
    “Get this one!” Phoebe yells from the other side of the store.
    I look over to it and scrunch up my face. “Phoebs, I don’t want to look like I’m one of his whores.”
    Her face drops, along with the short skimpy dress she’s was holding her hand. I walk over to her and pat her shoulders. “I’m sorry, what I meant to say was that it’s a little short. I don’t want to flash my vag to a whole club of bikers.”
    She laughs, putting the dress back on the rack. “No, you’re right. Maybe I should get it,” she answers, while admiring it on the rack.
    I step in between her and the dress, shaking my head. “Nope, no way. Your brother is bad enough with you being around bikers…let alone, dressed in that around bikers.”
    She rolls her eyes. “He’s literally the most annoying brother in history. He could even give Jacob a run for his money, and Jacob is fucking bad.”
    I laugh while we are walking out of the one hundredth shop we have been in today.
    “That’s true. Jacob loves his sister. He’s been a bit better since Blake, though,” I say, pulling my glasses down over my eyes.
    “Yeah, I guess. I’m bringing Slade to the wedding.” She smiles, in awe of her boyfriend.
    “Is this the first time Blake is going to meet him?” I ask, stopping in my steps.
    She nods her head. “Yes, I’m a little worried about that.” She raises a single finger in innocence.
    I laugh. “I’d be more than a ‘little worried .’ At least, he’s not a biker. And, at least, he’s not Ryder Oakley.” I laugh, shaking my head.
    Her face drops to a frown. “Yeah,