Sins of the Father Read Online Marie James (Ravens Ruin MC #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Dark, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Ravens Ruin MC Series by Marie James
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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79504 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
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He nuzzles my messy hair until the skin of his nose is pressed against that tender spot just below my ear. A soft kiss, then a second before he pulls away.

“Jesus,” I pant, unable to fully catch my breath as Lynch rolls off me.

He doesn’t go far. He doesn’t even bother to move the heavy leg that’s pressing me to his bed.

“Sorry,” he grumbles.

“Sorry?”

“That should’ve lasted longer,” he complains.

A giggle erupts from my throat. “It was amazing.”

He hums his agreement, but other than that simple noise we lay silently, breathing heavy and smiling at each other.

“Come here,” he says after a while.

Rolling over, I let him tug me against his chest. The sheen of sweat coating his flesh is cool to my own overheated skin.

There are so many things I want to say. So many rules I want to put in place, but I’m terrified he’s going to give me my walking papers. I decide then and there to no longer be a coward. If I’m feeling something, he’s going to know it. Fuck keeping shit bottled up inside until we get mad and do something we’ll regret.

“I can’t handle you breaking in the new girls.”

“I want to kill Ronan,” he confesses in return.

“Then I get to kill Cherry.” I’m shocked at the truthfulness in my tone. If she were here, I’d add her to my body count.

“She’s just a whore,” he defends.

“And he was only following orders,” I argue.

“So we let them both live?”

I chuckle. “It’s easy for Cherry. She didn’t last but a couple of days. Ronan is patched in now. I will cut the next bitch that touches you.”

“Noted,” he says before leaning down to press a kiss to the top of my head.

The door swings open. There’s no knock or warning, just the crash of the doorknob against the wall.

Lynch growls as he scrambles to cover my body with his.

“Hey, Shooter,” TJ says with a smirk from the doorway. I’d flip him off if Lynch didn’t have my arms pinned to the bed under him. “Lynch, you’re needed in the chapel.”

“Do you mind?” Lynch seethes close to my ear.

“I’ve seen your dick before. It’s okay to be self-conscious. Mine’s still bigger,” TJ teases, making no move to leave the room even after his initial message was delivered.

“Impossible,” I huff and try to push Lynch off my chest. He’s crushing me without even knowing it.

“Have a look.” I squeeze my eyes closed the second I hear his zipper.

“I’ll fucking cut it off,” Lynch warns.

TJ’s chuckle follows him into the hallway.

“Asshole,” Lynch spits as he climbs off the bed to go close the door.

“Don’t go,” I plead.

I don’t want this time to be like every other time. Waking up alone is rough, but I can’t handle actually watching him walk away again. It killed me in the salon room.

“Baby,” he says as he climbs back on the bed. “I have church. There’re things we have to discuss. Things that happened today that we have to take care of.”

“And I’m just supposed to wait here for you to come back and fuck me?”

His eyes spark, tongue sneaking out to swipe at his lips.

“Although that sounds like a wonderful plan, I need you to go pack your shit.”

Dumfounded, I stare at him. I guess certain words don’t mean shit to him.

“Look at you already thinking the worst.” He flicks my nose with the tip of his fingers. “I want you to move in here with me.”

I’m already riled up. There’s no stopping this train.

“Not gonna happen,” I tell him as he pulls away and walks toward the dresser on the far wall.

He ignores my refusal and dresses with a sly smile on his face the entire time. It isn’t until he’s got his boots on, leather cut over his shoulders, and hand pulling open his bedroom door that he looks back to speak.

“Get your shit in here by the time I get back, or we won’t wait until tomorrow. I’ll tie you up and fuck that tiny asshole of yours tonight.”

“Gross.”

Lynch visibly jerks when he hears Molly’s distaste right in front of him.

“I was—”

“Just go,” she urges.

Instead, he turns back and climbs on the bed.

“Love you, baby,” he whispers before brushing a sweet kiss against my lips.

I’m smiling like a fool, watching him walk away when my friend clears her throat.

“What?” I ask innocently as I tug the sheets up higher to cover my naked body.

“You know he’ll never let you go now, right?”

“I know.”

“Not even when you get mad at him, or catch some girl sucking his dick. He owns you now,” she reiterates. “Like forever.”

Her words should worry me. They should give me pause, or make me second guess my decision, but they don’t.

I smile up at her. “I’ll kill any woman in this club that lays a finger on him.”


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