Title: The Devil's Ride
(#2 of Sex and Mayhem)
Author: K.A. Merikan
Genre: M/M, MC, Contemporary, Dark
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--- You don’t fuck with the club president's son. ---
Tooth. Vice President of the Coffin Nails Motorcycle Club. On a neverending quest for vengeance. The last thing he needs is becoming a permanent babysitter for a male hooker.
Lucifer. Fallen. Lost. Alone.
After a childhood filled with neglect and abuse, followed by his mother’s suicide, Lucifer set out into the world alone. There was nothing for him out there other than taking it one day at a time. As the bastard son of the Coffin Nails club president, Lucifer never got much fatherly love. So when the Nails show up at the strip joint Lucifer works in, the last thing he expects is to be put in the custody of Tooth, the Nails Vice President famous for his gruesome interrogation techniques. The man proves to be the sexiest beast Lucifer has ever met. He’s also older, straight, and an itch Luci can’t ever scratch.
Tooth’s life came to a halt twelve years ago. His lover got brutally murdered, police never found the perpetrators, and all leads were dead ends. To find peace and his own justice, Tooth joined the Coffin Nails, but years on, he’s gotten nowhere with the case, yet still lives on with the burning fire for revenge.
Babysitting a deeply scarred teenager with a talent for disappearing is the last thing on his bucket list. He promised himself to never get attached to someone like him again. To make sure the openly gay boy is safe in the clubhouse, Tooth is stuck keeping an eye on him. The big, blue, attention seeking gaze is drawing Tooth in, but fucking the president’s son is a complete no-go, even when both their feelings go beyond lust.
What Tooth doesn’t know is that Lucifer might hold the key to the closure Tooth so desperately needs.
WARNING Contains adult content: a gritty storyline, sex, explicit language, violence and abuse. Inappropriate use of dental tools and milk.
Themes: Prostitution, Outlaw Motorcycle Club, organized crime, homophobia, family issues, coming out, discipline/punishment, organ snatching, hurt-comfort, age gap
Book snapshot . . .
I enjoy stories with plenty sexual tension that for one reason or another can’t be resolved right away. That’s the case with The Devil’s Ride. Tooth and Luci can’t, or rather may not be together for a variety of reasons, and with danger lurking right behind the corner, the stakes are getting higher with every chapter. The book will is out December 5th, and if you want to know more, here’s the blurb and an excerpt :) There’s also a pinterest with some inspiration for the book: Pinterest
Excerpt . . .
He was a pirate. Not one from a Hollywood blockbuster, no, this man’s green eyes were so wild Luci could picture him tying his beard into bundles and setting them on fire. Like Blackbeard. Or just plain old torturing people, walking them down the plank and laughing like a cartoon villain as they were ripped into shreds of flesh, blood, and bone. That kind of pirate. Even with the thick dark beard and long hair softening the lines of the man’s face, it was immediately clear to Luci that he had a killer bone structure, with high cheekbones, a strong brow and roman nose. The guy would have been easy on the eyes if it weren’t for the fact he was a thug who was clearly ready to eviscerate Luci for information.
“It’s Lucifer to you,” he said and spat straight into the man’s face to the soundtrack of men laughing and hissing.
“This boy has a death wish,” one man said and snorted.
“Maybe he has some milk teeth to pull,” added another, accompanied by a wave of laughter. Luci gave the men a quick once-over, and it hit him that they had to be a biker gang. All wore those vests he remembered from childhood, most were in leather, and their general style was very much what he would associate with that culture. What did Suzy get herself into? Were these the people she got her drugs from?
The stern face above him tensed only slightly when spit hit the man’s cheek. The biker slowly brushed it off with the side of his hand, his nostrils flaring as if to accentuate the odd calm in those green eyes. Luci had no idea what to expect from this man, and just as he thought that, he was pushed against a wet table that smelled of the cheap whiskey sold at Vanilla. He barely managed to catch a breath before the biker snorted over him.
“Drive in? Really?” he read out the tattoo on the small of Luci’s back. It was stylized to look like a retro neon sign, and even had a 50s car next to it.
Luci frowned, all too aware that he was the main entertainment here. Only way to fight it was not to give the brute the satisfaction. “Why you so interested in my ass, huh?” His poor hair was now getting soaked with alcohol. He prayed they wouldn’t set him on fire or some shit.
The man rumbled with laughter, pushing Luci harder against the table. Luci could still see all the grinning faces, and the terrified eyes of the girls. “It’s hard not to notice a tramp stamp when your pants are halfway down your ass.”
Luci groaned and pulled the leggings back up again. He finally noticed Rick on the side. The man was sickly pale, which was understandable with a gun pointed at his neck, yet he still gently shook his head at Luci and mouthed ‘no’.
Luci heard more boots stomping somewhere behind him.
“She’s not anywhere at the back or the motel either,” a man said, anger simmering in his voice. “What the fuck is this shit?”
Blackbeard sighed. “This little shit here knows something, or so they all say.”
“Pull him up. He’ll talk.”
Like hell he would! He couldn’t get Suzy into even more trouble than she was in now. She was one of the nicest people in this place, even shared joints with him.
There was the dreaded pull on the hair again, and Luci found himself molded against the hard body of the big biker, his naked skin touching the man’s shirt and leather belt, with a metal buckle that made Luci shiver when it touched the small of his back.
All thought of the strong muscle against him evaporated the moment he looked into the face in front of him. He’d never forgotten those bright, inquisitive eyes and the bushy Jack Nicholson eyebrows.
“D-Dad?” he uttered, frozen in space and time. This couldn’t be happening. The silence that ensued was so complete Luci would swear he could hear the beard behind him grow.
About the Author . . .
They love the weird and wonderful, stepping out of the box, and bending stereotypes both in life and books. When you pick up a Merikan book, one thing you can be sure of - it will be full of surprises.
Inspiration never failed them so far, but they are ready to hunt down the exotic and unique. Kat and Agnes are pursuing their dream of becoming full fledged virtual nomads. Having gotten rid of their apartment and with most of their belongings put in storage, they are choosing their own path in life, ready to experience all the world has to offer while working on their books.
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