Chains by Iris Sweetwater

There are so many CHAINS in my life, but the only ones I like are the ones I lash to her tightly before I rock her world.
I feel like the biggest man as I take my cut and tattoo like a beast and finally become a member of the infamous Quarter Kings MC. We rule New Orleans with an iron fist, and I am so proud to be one of the guys for real. I never expected to get an assignment so fast, or one that puts my life in more danger than I could have realized.
And now there is another complication; a clubwhore called Nails that I can’t get out of my mind or my bed. Dragging her into my heart means dragging her into this danger that I am in as well as the darkness of my sick heart that has been there since the pain that was my youth.
And that pain is what I crave.
The more she lets me do to her body, the more she crawls into my heart and mind, trying to warn me that I should stop taking order that are going to get me killed. But this is what I always wanted, and I am too stubborn to back down.