No thanks.
He didn’t need someone questioning his whereabouts at all hours of the day. His business was his own, and no one else needed to know about it.
Sex? Well, he could get laid anytime he wanted. It’s not like he had any trouble in that department. He just needed to unzip his fly, and people fell to their knees to service his cock.
He was the leader of the Shadow Vipers, a biker gang that dealt in weapons, drugs, and hard-to-find items. Women were always willing to drop to their knees for an alpha male. Especially one who was the leader of a rough and tough biker gang.
He was expanding his business westward and needed that to be his focus for the next few years.
Yup, relationships made people weak. They were a distraction and a nuisance, and he didn’t have time for either.
Ace, his little brother—okay, stepbrother—had just gotten married to one of the other bikers in their crew.
Blade.
A pain in the ass, if there ever was one.
The douche was cocky, annoying, and a fucking horndog.
Every time Marcus saw his face, he wanted to bash it into the ground with his bare hand.
It had nothing to do with the fact that Blade was giving it to his little brother and everything to do with him being fucking annoying.
But thankfully, Ace and Blade had the good sense to move out of Marcus’s house immediately after the wedding and purchase a place of their own—which happened to be only a few short blocks from his.
And no matter how much Ace tried to deny it, the thought of moving very far from Marcus scared him. Of course, Marcus would never call out his little brother on that. Truthfully, he felt exactly the same.
He loved his little brother, even if sometimes his overbearing nature showed the opposite. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for the annoying little shit.
Taking another puff of his cigar, Marcus let the smoke drift from his lips as he let the peace around him calm his nerves.
Ahh, he loved a good cigar.
Now all he needed was a whiskey in one hand and a mouth wrapped around his cock.
That right there would be the perfect way to end an evening.
A ruffling in the bushes caught Marcus’s attention.
Marcus shook his head.
These fucking guys…
“Which one of you idiots is back there getting yourdick sucked?” Marcus called out before sucking back another puff of his cigar and enjoying the flavor as it rolled around inside his mouth.
“Umm… me, boss?” Caden’s voice answered from somewhere inside the bushes.
Marcus waited for a second.
“Umm… and me?” Lucas followed.
And there it was. Ride ’em Hard’s horniest couple.
Marcus couldn’t blame them. They were perfect for each other. Both madly in love with each other, both extremely jealous of the other.
Caden was one of Marcus’s oldest friends, loyal to the end. When they were younger, he even did a few years behind bars in order to keep Marcus and Ace out of jail.
That was true friendship. That was true loyalty. Marcus could never repay that kind of debt. All he could do was spend his life showing Caden just how much he loved the guy.
