Saved by the Dark (Dark Sons MC, #1)

by Ann Jensen

A loud voice from behind startled her out of her thoughts. “Jesus Christ on a cracker! Mother Mary and all her tiny little babies! Get me my shotgun ‘cause I am going to turn whatever man made you look like that into swamp chum!”

Sometimes even the littlest of pricks are the biggest assholes.

“Damn. I’ll fucking marry the bitch if she makes me sandwiches like this every day,” Rooster moaned around a mouthful of food. “Call my woman a bitch, and you won’t have to worry about eating ever again.” Sharp was surprised by the violent fury that had come over him at the words of his Brother. “Nothing but respect man, I swear.” Rooster held his hands up in a surrender pose.

“I’m more than a cook you used up cunt! I’m whatever Sharp or the Dark Sons need. That’s what it means to be a real fucking woman. So, if they need cookies, I’ll ask what kind, and if Sharp needs someone to swallow every inch of his cock or ride him like a championship cowgirl in the middle of the Club, I’ll say yee-haw, bitch.”