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    A Wicked Vow: Inked Angels MC, #2
    A Wicked Vow: Inked Angels MC, #2
    A Wicked Vow: Inked Angels MC, #2
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    A Wicked Vow: Inked Angels MC, #2

    By Zoey Parker

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    A Wicked Vow is book 2 in the Inked Angels MC series. The Prequel - Book 10 are available everywhere now!

    Prequel: Escort
    Book 1: A Sinful Vow
    Book 2: A Wicked Vow
    Book 3: A Dirty Vow
    Book 4: A Secret Vow
    Book 5: A Dark Vow
    Book 6: A Forbidden Vow
    Book 7: A Broken Vow
    Book 8: A Troubled Vow
    Book 9: A Perfect Vow
    Book 10: Cross Your Heart

    I'm about to marry a monster – and there's not a thing I can do to stop it.

    Olivia

    I don't deserve this.

    All I wanted was to escape my past.

    But when my brother needed me to get him out of trouble,

    I didn't have a choice.

    Now I'm standing at the altar with an animal...

    A handsome, rugged animal.

    He's going to bend me over.

    Break me.

    Swallow me whole.

    And I'm about to be his...

    'til death do us part.

    Blaze

    I don't chase girls – I replace them.

    And I thought I'd seen the last of Olivia.

    But when the survival of the club depends on it,

    I didn't have a choice.

    But now that I'm about to marry her,

    there's only one thing on my mind:

    Finish what I started.

    She might hate me, but I don't give a damn.

    I'm going to make her MINE.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSopris Page Press
    Release dateDec 18, 2017
    ISBN9781386421399
    A Wicked Vow: Inked Angels MC, #2

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      A Wicked Vow - Zoey Parker

      A WICKED VOW: Inked Angels MC (Book 2)

      By Zoey Parker

      I'm about to marry a monster – and there's not a thing I can do to stop it.

      Olivia

      I don't deserve this.

      All I wanted was to escape my past.

      But when my brother needed me to get him out of trouble,

      I didn't have a choice.

      Now I'm standing at the altar with an animal...

      A handsome, rugged animal.

      He's going to bend me over.

      Break me.

      Swallow me whole.

      And I'm about to be his...

      'til death do us part.

      Blaze

      I don't chase girls – I replace them.

      And I thought I'd seen the last of Olivia.

      But when the survival of the club depends on it,

      I didn't have a choice.

      But now that I'm about to marry her,

      there's only one thing on my mind:

      Finish what I started.

      She might hate me, but I don't give a damn.

      I'm going to make her MINE.

      Chapter 1: The Railing

      Blaze

      It shouldn’t have been different than anyone else, but goddamn, this was the best fucking I’d ever had in my life.

      Every single time was better than the last. I’d come a thousand times, emptied load after load into her wet pussy or her eager mouth, and we still came at each other hungrier each time, with hardly seconds in between. I wanted that pussy wrapped around my dick more than drowning men wanted air, and I knew she felt the same. Every time I sank my dick into her, I saw how her eyes rolled back into her head and her hands squeezing mine until the knuckles went white.

      I didn’t think I’d ever be able to get sick of hearing her moan and gasp when she came, or how she squeezed her thighs together so hard to ride out the orgasm like she was afraid of getting thrown off it. I was in love with how she refused to let me pull out of her until I didn’t have anything left in me.

      It was incredible that I was still able to find new places inside of her that I hadn’t explored yet. I’d had her on her back, on her hands and knees, pressed up against a wall, and a million other contortions of our flesh smashed up against one another, but it was impossible to get too close.

      We were drunk on each other, unable to stay apart, unable to keep our hands and mouths from sucking and licking and biting.

      I woke up the next morning to her hand bringing my cock to her lips. She stared at me with big, round eyes as she took me into her mouth and sucked up and down, letting my cock stretch her cheeks to the absolute maximum. It felt so good, I wanted to come right then and there, but I knew that there was a long morning of fucking to go before I let loose another thundering shot of semen.

      She grinned and mounted me, tucking me inside her where I belonged. I let her ride me for a while, working up a sweat as she rocked up and down, the length of me getting slicked in that sweet pussy juice that tasted like nectar.

      I loved when she licked herself off of my fingers or dick. She’d suck all the juices from my fingertips and lick her chops like she’d never be able to get enough. I couldn’t blame her; it was so easy to spend hours between her legs, playing her like a fucking fiddle, plucking and sucking until she let loose that little squeal that got me so damn hard that I had no choice but to plunge right back into her.

      Don’t get me wrong, this wasn’t sweet, sensitive, staring-into-each-other’s-eyes-while-banging-missionary-style sex. This was the most animalistic pounding I’d ever given in my life. It was fucking savage the way I thrust as hard as I could into this girl every time.

      But she gave as good as she got. When she was on top, she dropped her hips down into mine like her life depended on fucking me senseless. She could vacuum my dick until I shot come down her throat like fire. When I had her smashed against the wall, she sank teeth into my neck as she came until she drew blood from my flesh.

      It was the most relentless fucking I’d ever experienced in my life, and it still wasn’t enough. We spanked and tugged at each other, desperate for more, more, more.

      After the thousandth time I’d come inside her that morning, we lay next to each other. My hand wandered around her body, loving all the bruises and scratches where we’d fucked the living hell out of each other.

      Damn, Liv, I said. This is fucking incredible. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get out of this bed. I can’t get enough of you.

      Her eyes were bright and I knew she was thinking the exact same shit.

      It was crazy that this girl was looking at me with a stare like that. Three days ago she’d been eyeing me from the other side of the altar like she wanted to murder me, while her brother waved a knife in my direction and the whole church seemed like it was about to erupt in a bloodbath.

      Now, she lay next to me in bed, dripping with a dozen of my loads and looking at me like she damn near loved me. Life was a funny bitch sometimes.

      You’re still a son of a bitch. She grinned.

      Of course I am, I said. The best one you know. And I’ll tell you what else, I continued. This son of a bitch is gonna keep filling you up until his fucking balls don’t work anymore.

      Olivia giggled. Fuck, that was a cute noise. I loved how she wrinkled up her nose when I said shit like that. My dick jumped up again.

      You’re disgusting, she informed me.

      And you love it.

      Olivia rolled on her side to face me. She said, "I can’t believe you want more."

      I laughed in her face. Babe, I haven’t had even close to enough. Not rough enough, not dirty enough, and just plain not enough. Matter of fact, come here.

      I pulled her on top of me. My cock slid into her easily. I loved how her walls closed around me, nestling me inside of her with a tight, snug fit. She moaned and started to ride softly, gliding up and down.

      Fuck me, Blaze, she moaned, already halfway gone.

      She put her hands on my chest and wiggled her hips back and forth, right as I had an idea. I threw her off of me. She gasped in surprise.

      Wait, no, come back! she said, doe-eyed. I ignored her and stood up, pacing outside to the porch, where the sun shone bright and full.

      She sat ten feet away on the bed where I had tossed her, arms folded and pouting. What the hell? she demanded.

      Listen to me really closely, Liv. And do exactly what I tell you, I said from where I stood ten feet away. If you ever want this dick in you again—and I know you do—the first thing you’re going to do is get on your hands and knees.

      Her scowl deepened. No way, she pouted. You throw me off, that’s it, game over.

      Did she really think I was gonna let her get off the hook that easily? No fucking chance. I stormed over to her, loving how the sight of all of me made her both terrified and turned on. Reaching her, I stuck out one massive hand and wrapped it around her throat. Not hard enough to choke, but enough that she knew what the fuck I was about.

      I’m not going to tell you again, darlin’, I hissed into her face. "You’re going to do what I tell you. Then I’m going to give you the best pounding yet. And when you’re coming on my dick like the good little wife that you are, you’re going to thank me. So get on your fucking knees. Now."

      I let go and she slid to the ground without another word. She opened her mouth and started to reach her tongue towards where my cock waved in the air by her face. But right when she was about to reach it, I took a step back.

      Liv looked up at me, curious. Crawl, I commanded. She fell forward onto her hands and took a few tentative steps towards me. I stood still, letting her approach. When she had almost gotten close enough again,

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