The Way I Like It (The Soldiers of Wrath MC, #5) by Sam Crescent, Jenika Snow Read Free Book Online

he couldn’t make her feel anymore upset, especially because of his sexual needs.
    “You with us, man?” Demon said.
    Striker cleared his throat, realizing they’d been talking about the gun run they were supposed to do this week. “Yeah, sorry,” Striker said and ran his hand over his face.
    “You checked out there for a minute,” Vengeance said.
    “I’m good.” The room stayed silent for a moment.
    “We’re talking about the run for the guns that needs done. I was going to have Joker and Steel head out, take a couple of prospects with them, but also thought having only two Patches might be pushing it. You want to go with Tryk and Weasel as well, and be muscle if shit goes down?” Demon asked, the Soldiers president leaning back in his chair, the leather creaking from his weight.
    “I’m down for whatever.”
    But first I need to hit up Dominion and get this tension out of me. I can’t go back home to Elena when I’m too wound-up.
    To be honest, even thinking about going to Dominion, while it sounded good in the sense he could fuck out his aggression and the dark needs he had, had Striker feeling slightly sick. He didn’t know what it was about Elena, but in the day that he’d known her, killed those fuckers that had attacked her, and taken her back to his place, the very thought of even sticking his dick into another woman seemed nasty as fuck. But he knew he could never be with her in that way; he could never show her what he liked. For one thing, they didn’t know each other, not really. The other thing was she was too damn innocent, and he had a feeling, no, he knew, she was a fucking virgin.
    Fuck.
    “So now we’re talking payment in the form of guns?” Tryk asked, sounding a little annoyed.
    They were accepting this current shipment of guns because a debt they were owed by a smaller gang up North hadn’t come through. The Soldiers had made sure the Acid Boys, a group of punks, in all sense of the word, didn’t have any issues setting up their territory in a small town about an hour from them. The Soldiers had made it known they’d help out the Acid Boys, but it wouldn’t be free. And the only fucking reason they’d helped out a bunch of motherfuckers was because another Patch from an MC the Soldiers were in alliance with had come to them. Apparently, the Patch had a nephew in the punk gang.
    Why the fuck he didn’t get his club to help out wasn’t the issue. The problem now was those little assholes wanted to trade with a shipment of guns they had coming in. The Soldiers preferred money, because at least that could be cleaned. With guns, they’d have to resell them and that was getting into tricky shit, especially with making sure the cops didn’t find out.
    “I don’t fucking like it either, but the guns are top of the line and will be easy enough to move. The only reason we are doing this is because we can double the money and what they owe us.”
    “We should have shot them in the kneecaps so they knew when we say to pay us, we fucking mean it.” Vengeance was the one to speak, the man growling out the words.
    “If this doesn’t work, we can still do that, believe me. I’ll be the first to pop the little fuckers.”
    There was a murmur of agreement.
    “I’ll find out the details later this week, but be ready to ride out when I say,” Demon said and everyone agreed.
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    E lena had been reading over the same page for the last twenty minutes. The books she’d found were not exactly what she normally read, because they were books on Harley’s, mechanics, and things like that. But she needed something to occupy her time and mind.
    She got up and headed over to the box of books she’d found in the hall closet. Opening the closet, she crouched low and grabbed the box. She was just going to put the book back, but a picture peaking out from the bottom of the box caught her eye. Grabbing it, she felt her eyes widen at the sight before her.
    A naked woman was