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Diesel's Vow: Bonebag MC, #2
Diesel's Vow: Bonebag MC, #2
Diesel's Vow: Bonebag MC, #2
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Diesel's Vow: Bonebag MC, #2

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Diesel's Vow is book 2 of the Bonebag MC trilogy. Book 3, Diesel's Sins, is available everywhere now!

The biker is willing to cut a deal: my brother goes free if I bear Diesel's baby.

I never imagined Tyler, my piece of sh!t brother, would sink this far.
Now he owes money to the Bonebag Motorcycle Club…
And they've decided it's time to collect.

But it isn't just the circumstances making me weak in the knees.
It's Diesel, the club's enforcer and my brother's jailer.

The bad boy makes my blood pulse, my stomach drop.
My thighs clench in anticipation at the mere sound of his voice.

I know I shouldn't trust a word he says.
I shouldn't submit myself so eagerly to the deal he lays before me.

Because it's not just my brother's life on the line…
It's my body.
My heart…
And my womb.

But I'm willing to do what is necessary.
I'll give up my body to Diesel, again and again and again, if it means seeing justice… and taming the beastly biker in the process.

But now there's a fourth life hanging in the balance: Diesel's baby.

If I thought matters were personal before, just wait until I break the news to the outlaw bone-breaker himself…
Everything he wanted is happening.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateFeb 25, 2019
ISBN9781386165668
Diesel's Vow: Bonebag MC, #2

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Diesel's Vow - Vivian Gray

Diesel’s Vow: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Bonebag MC Book 2)

By Vivian Gray

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The biker is willing to cut a deal: my brother goes free if I bear Diesel’s baby.

I NEVER IMAGINED TYLER, my piece of sh!t brother, would sink this far.

Now he owes money to the Bonebag Motorcycle Club...

And they’ve decided it’s time to collect.

But it isn't just the circumstances making me weak in the knees.

It's Diesel, the club's enforcer and my brother's jailer.

The bad boy makes my blood pulse, my stomach drop.

My thighs clench in anticipation at the mere sound of his voice.

I know I shouldn't trust a word he says.

I shouldn't submit myself so eagerly to the deal he lays before me.

Because it's not just my brother's life on the line...

It's my body.

My heart...

And my womb.

But I'm willing to do what is necessary.

I'll give up my body to Diesel, again and again and again, if it means seeing justice... and taming the beastly biker in the process.

But now there's a fourth life hanging in the balance: Diesel's baby.

If I thought matters were personal before, just wait until I break the news to the outlaw bone-breaker himself...

Everything he wanted is happening.

Chapter 1

Diesel

What don’t I want her to do, is a better question. Her smoking hot body will be in my dreams for weeks after this night is through. And while I never imagined having to pay for sex, I know that I will not regret throwing down the cash for one night with her. Saving mine and Tyler’s ass, and getting out of the mess he made with Knux and the Bonebags, is the main event. Getting a long, hard taste of her is icing on the cake.

I sit myself up on the side of the bed next to her. She lies still on the black comforter, her arm barely covering the luscious mounds of tit she’s got hidden from me. I extend my arm towards her, motioning for her to sit up. She gingerly finds her way up next to me, and she crosses her legs at the thigh and turns herself to the side.

I can’t help but reach towards the curve between her neck and shoulder – the same spot I kissed earlier. My fingers twist the curls of her wet hair, brushing them away. My lips follow, moving up the line of her neck, goosebumps rising on her skin.

I want you on your knees, Blanche, I tell her.

While I’m ready to go right here, right now, there’s nothing more I want to see than her pale pink lips take in my throbbing cock. She inhales a shaky breath and then turns her head to me. Her blue eyes flash determination, her teeth gently bite into the bottom corner of her lip, and like a snake, she slithers down to the ground before me.

Her soft hands press against my knees and around my thighs for balance. She studies my package, already pushing against the fabric of my pants, and I swear, for a second, I see a smile pop up on her face. Her trembling fingers find the silver hook of my fly and pull it down cautiously until my cock nearly springs free through the openings. She wastes no time with my belt. The leather straps unwinds around my hips and creates a pile that’s followed by my pants, underwear, socks, and shoes.

I prepare myself for what’s coming next. It’s a feeling I’m far too familiar with. Girls going down on me is just a perk of being me – being a member of one of the most powerful motorcycle clubs in Orange County. And the closest you are to the president, the more head you get. Spare chicks, girls that are one and done tosses, are plenty and ripe for the picking, but Blanche isn’t one of those girls.

She’s the exact opposite.

She takes her time, watching my face as she bats her eyes downward toward my waiting cock. A hand gently wraps itself around the base of my shaft. It moves small strokes up and down half the length until my cock is fully at attention. Her mouth softens as she presses her full lips to the tip of my cock, tasting me, savoring me, maybe even enjoying me.

Blanche doesn’t seem like she’d be an expert at getting a man off with her mouth, but she navigates my cock like a pro. She takes her time surveying the length of my throbbing, thick cock with tentative kisses. Flicks of her tongue dart along the skin. Each time she does it, ripples travel down the back of my spine, and the hair on the back of my neck pricks up.

My fingers

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