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    Don't Ruin Me: The Predators MC, #3
    Don't Ruin Me: The Predators MC, #3
    Don't Ruin Me: The Predators MC, #3
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    Don't Ruin Me: The Predators MC, #3

    By Zoey Parker

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    Don't Ruin Me is book 3 and the finale of The Predators MC trilogy!

    I RUINED HIM ONCE. HE'S ABOUT TO RETURN THE FAVOR.

    Michael is not the boy I used to know.
    Jail made him harder. Hotter. Crueler.
    Gone are the days when he used to care about me.
    Now that he's back, he wants me to stay the hell away from him.

    But I need him more than ever.

    Some dangerous men are after my blood, and Michael's the only one who can keep me safe.
    Maybe these horrible circumstances will bring us back together.
    Or maybe…
    He'll find out what I've been hiding from him.

    And all hell will break loose.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSopris Page Press
    Release dateJan 28, 2019
    ISBN9781386000266
    Don't Ruin Me: The Predators MC, #3

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      Don't Ruin Me - Zoey Parker

      Don’t Ruin Me: A Motorcycle Club Romance (The Predators MC Book 3)

      By Zoey Parker

      I RUINED HIM ONCE. HE’S ABOUT TO RETURN THE FAVOR.

      MICHAEL IS NOT THE boy I used to know.

      Jail made him harder. Hotter. Crueler.

      Gone are the days when he used to care about me.

      Now that he’s back, he wants me to stay the hell away from him.

      But I need him more than ever.

      Some dangerous men are after my blood, and Michael’s the only one who can keep me safe.

      Maybe these horrible circumstances will bring us back together.

      Or maybe...

      He’ll find out what I’ve been hiding from him.

      And all hell will break loose.

      Chapter 1

      Lauren

      Michael looked ready to devour me in one bite. His dark eyes were large and round, his fingers urgently tugging on my neck as he pulled me to him. His legs hit the bed and he threw himself back, yanking me with him. We landed with a thud, but he didn’t give me any time to situate myself with the positioning.

      Keeping himself on his back, he pulled me up toward him, making me straddle his hips. Fuck, you’re so damn beautiful. He gripped my hips and stared up at me, moving my hair a bit out of the way to get a better look. His hard cock pressed against my wet slit. I needed him to move, just an inch so I could get him inside of me.

      Telling him I belonged to him wasn’t a little thing; it was my everything. I’d promised myself to him, but I knew I had been his since we were kids. No one made me feel the way he did. No one made me feel as safe and cared for as Michael. And now, after proclaiming what we both already knew, he was teasing me with his cock.

      Michael, please. I wiggled my hips, enjoying his eyes rolling back from the sensations I was causing in his cock. I need you.

      Then what are you waiting for? He folded his hands behind his head and gave me a grin that either gave me the go ahead to have my way with him, or was his way of teasing me even more.

      Deciding I didn’t care either way, I reached down, wrapping my hand around his thick shaft and slowly began to sink down onto him. Each inch that made its way into my pussy stretched me, filling me with satisfaction. Once I sunk my way all the way back down to his hips, I braced myself on his chest, feeling the hard muscles of his beneath my hands. I licked my lips while staring at him. He tried his best to give me a noncommittal glance, but I knew he wanted me to move just as much as I did.

      Just gonna lay there? I teased, and slowly began to pull upward, almost letting his cock leave me before I sank back down with more force and speed. He grunted, and I did it again. And again. Within a few strokes, I was less concerned with the cocky grin on his lips and more concerned with how good it felt to have his cock in me. My clit ground against his pelvis with each new thrust, which made me move faster.

      His hands weren’t behind his head anymore, but on my hips, guiding me up and down, pulling me hard down on him. My being in control had lasted all of ten seconds, but that was fine with me. His grunts matched my own as I rode him harder. My breasts swayed in front of his face, and he craned his neck to catch one in his mouth. His tongue lashed across my nipple while he sucked hard on my breast.

      Fuck. Fuck. Fuck, I chanted each time my ass landed back on him with a slapping sound. His nails dug into my hips, creating a hot pain that soared through my body. His tongue continued to work its magic on my nipple and my clit rubbed hard against his body. I have to come, Michael. Please, please let me come, I begged him. I knew I was begging and I didn’t care, so long as it meant I’d find my release.

      Fuck, yes, Lauren. Come for me. Ride me hard, baby, ’cause I’m coming with you.

      I pushed away from his chest, sitting straight up on his cock, which earned me another groan of pleasure from him. I moved from my knees, to my feet, and began to ride his cock harder than ever. He moved one hand to reach between us, and began to play with my clit as I moved up and down on him, making each stroke even harder thanks to the leverage my feet gave me.

      I threw back my head, gripped my knees, and slammed down hard on him just as he pressed on my clit. I screamed out, loud into the room, not caring who might hear me while my orgasm hit me. Intense, blinding waves of pleasure tore me from myself. I rode him through my release, each time his cock stroked my pussy the waves extended. I could have stayed in that motion the rest of my life, it felt so heavenly. As my orgasm began to subside, he pulled me down to him, rolling us over until he was on top of me.

      Why the hell didn’t we do this sooner? he grumbled as he pushed my thighs back toward my torso. Hold your legs for me, Lauren. Open yourself for my cock.

      Still in a bit of a haze from my own orgasm, I nodded and wrapped my arms around my knees, tugging them closer to my chest. With one hard thrust, he was back inside of me, nearly knocking the breath out of me. How could anything that hurt so much feel so fucking good? His cock rammed into me, harder and harder, faster and faster, until holding my breath wasn’t an option anymore, but a necessity.

      Fuck. Michael. Fuck. I have to. Before I could even ask or tell him,

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