Iron is the prez of the Fallen Angels. These bikers are the roughest motherfuckers around. They don’t take shit from anyone, and even the cops fear them. Iron’s got enough going down, but now he’s dealing with a new crew of sweet butts. The ladies all scatter when they see him coming. All but one. Allie looks him in the eye and taunts him with her lush lips and plump ass. Iron hasn’t had a woman in a long time, but this one… He just might be tempted enough to break his dry spell. And if he does, there won’t be anything between him and that sweet, slick heat.