Wayward Temptation (Wayward Saints MC Book 6) by K. Renee Read Free Book Online

need, but I’m truly curious. I pretty much told Striker I was going to fuck her, just to piss him off. Now, she’s sitting here next to me in the middle of nowhere, like I won’t follow through with my threat.
    “You can’t be any worse than the guys at the clubhouse. But I feel safe around you, and that’s something that doesn’t happen often anymore.” She doesn’t look at me, and I can tell that she’s being honest for the first time since I met her.
    “Did you really expect me to just fuck you because you pretty much threw yourself at me?”  
    She gives me a smirk, and she nods her head yes, “That’s what I was hoping for.”  
    Shaking my head, I lean back against the bench, and wrap my arm around her. “You are something else Darlin’.” She looks at me, and grins.
    “You act like that’s a bad thing.”  
    “Not at all.” I watch the wind blow through the trees, and I think of how to ask the information I need. Part of me would rather just sit here in the silence, but I know I have more important shit to do.  

Chapter Eight

    Sitting next to Raef, I can see that he’s more than meets the eye. He’s loyal to a fault, and he has been putting up with me for the last few nights. I know that can be a challenge, but he doesn’t seem to really mind. He probably thinks I’m a crazy bitch, and truthfully I am. I have no idea where my life is going, besides down the fucking drain, and all I really want to do is fuck him.  
    “You know I need more information right?” he finally says, after a long period of silence.  
    “Yeah, but I want to know why you hurt Striker first,” I turn to face him, and I see his lips curl into a shit-eating grin.
    “You realize he loves you right?”  
    “Yeah, I’ve known him forever and –” he cuts me off before I can even finish my sentence.  
    “No darlin’, he loves you. Like making you his old lady, and riding off into the sunset bullshit.”   I shake my head no, and he just grins. “You don’t fucking see it do you?” I shake my head no. I can’t believe he thinks that. There is no way that Striker loves me like that.  
    “He can’t…” I start to panic, thinking about that.  
    “He only did that shit because he thinks I’m fucking you. That’s why he came at me earlier.” My eyes widen, and I’m fucking speechless.  
    “All because we slept together?” I’m mortified. He doesn’t even seem affected by the conversation; he just nods his head, and smirks.  
    Covering my face with my hands, I try to think of how to fix things with Striker. I never expected him to have feelings for me. I thought that he just wanted a release, like I did. Oh my god. I’m just fucking everything up more than before.  
    Raef grabs my hands, and pulls them off my face. “Don’t worry so much. Shit will die down in a few days. Just tell him how you really feel,” he suggests, like it’s not a big deal. If I tell Striker how I really feel, I’m pretty sure he will go after Raef again.
    “He’ll come after you again if I told him how I felt.” This time he reacts to my statement.  
    “Why?” He doesn’t lead me to believe that what I’m about to say, is going to go over well with him. I’m pretty sure he is going to leave me here when I tell him.
    I can feel my cheeks get red, even before I tell him. God, I’m going to sound like a moron, not that Raef would think anything different about me. Anyway, I am still his charity case.  
    “While I was having sex with Striker, I couldn’t get wet, and the only way I could come was by thinking about you.” My cheeks feel like they are on fire, and the tips of my ears are getting warmer by the minute. I can’t believe I just said that to him. He probably thinks I’m just desperate for his attention.
    He pulls me into his lap, and I’m now straddling him on a park bench, out in the open for anyone to see. His fingers grip my ass. He pulls me down, so I have to sit on him. He runs his