The Cowboy (Silver Spoon MC #3) Read Online Loni Ree, Nichole Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Insta-Love, MC, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors: , Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Loni Ree
Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
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Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17442 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
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We find the guys in the large meeting room. Cash is pacing the length of the table when we walk in. He immediately stops and rushes over to Hadley. “You okay?” I barely resist rolling my eyes. Over the last few weeks, I’ve gotten used to the possessive, overprotective way about these men.

“Well,” my sister looks up at her husband and pouts, “they had margaritas in front of me.”

At this point, I roll my eyes hard. “Way to play it up,” I grumble behind my twin.

“Once you have the babies, we’ll get you all the margaritas you want,” he tells her.

Landon wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me close to his massive, muscular body. “I missed you.” My heart melts, and I realize I wouldn’t give up my possessive, overprotective biker for anything in the world.

Cash helps Hadley sit in one of the leather recliners, then turns to explain to us what’s going on. “We’ve been having trouble with a prospect.”

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I barely resist the urge to plant my fist through the wall as Cash explains to the frightened women what’s going on. Fear like I’ve never experienced in my entire life blasted through me when I read that fucking note from Brady.

The Hell’s Vipers are coming for you.

They plan to use your women against you.

The assholes used me to get info and now they want me dead.

I’m sorry.

The son-of-a-bitch better pray the Hell’s Vipers find him before me. If I get my hands on the little fucker, I’m going to tear him limb from limb for daring to endanger my woman and my club.

The women take the news better than we did. Cash decides to keep everyone at the clubhouse for the next few days while we all update our security. I have Giant’s company add a key-coded entry gate with security cameras around the ranch periphery. Next, they install the highest tech alarm system on the market with panic buttons spread throughout the clubhouse. I also arrange for round-the-clock bodyguards on the ranch. I refuse to take any chances with my woman. Carmichael Security is also running extensive background checks on all my current employees. Before this started, I had them investigated, but I want to be sure the light pulls didn’t miss something.

Information begins trickling in over the next several weeks. We discover that the Hell’s Vipers have a connection to Satan’s Savages, the MC that murdered Scout’s mother and left the infant an orphan. Roach, the President of the Savages, has a younger brother in the Vipers. So far, it doesn’t look like the Savages are gunning for us. They have more shit on their plate than they can handle with a RICO case hanging over their heads. The feds put someone deep in a rival club. They used the undercover operative to dig up more than enough dirt to bury the Satan’s Savages fuckers.

Evidently, the two outlaw clubs have been in bed with each other on many shady deals. Giant gets a heads up that there is going to be a big bust, and they’re taking down both the Satan’s Savages and the Hell’s Vipers.

We all buckle down to ride out the storm in case the other MCs get desperate and make a play for us. Luckily, the bust goes fairly smoothly. Several members of each club die fighting, and most of the rest are rounded up. The fuckers are too busy with their own shit show to worry about us anymore.

Brady disappeared after leaving the note at the ranch. Giant’s intel says the little asshole is no longer breathing. We don’t know and don’t really give a shit. He’s no longer our problem. Let the devil deal with the dumb fuck from now on.

A couple of weeks after the dust clears, I decide I’ve waited long enough to give Kyra my name. Knowing I need help with this, I stop by Cash’s apartment and talk to Hadley. My woman’s twin advises me on how to handle the situation.

That afternoon, I hide out in my office and book two suites in Las Vegas. Once everything is planned, I head over to the main house. It’s time to let my girl in on my plans.

“Baby.” I slam the back door and call. “I’m home.”

Kyra strolls into the kitchen and wraps her soft arms around my waist. “Why are you home so early?”

“I missed you,” I whisper against her soft neck before sucking the delicate skin between my teeth. She squirms in my arms, and her luscious curves rubbing against my body sends hunger shooting straight to my cock. Lifting her up in my arms, I race up the stairs. “I need you,” I hiss as she pulls my shirt over my head. We end up ripping our clothes off and leaving a trail of discarded clothes along the way.


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