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Rear Ended (MMF Motorcycle Club Erotica)

Rear Ended (MMF Motorcycle Club Erotica)

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What started as a joyride has turned into a nightmare. Although she’s unharmed, Angela has wrecked her father’s custom made Lamborghini through a rear end collision. Worse, her father will come home in two weeks and find out that she’s destroyed his prized position. The young woman can’t find a repair shop that can fix the car in time and keep it a secret. However, help arrives in the unlikeliest of forms; a motorcycle club known at Birds of a Feather will help her… for a price.

Led by Michael and Chase Swann, the motorcycle club operates just outside the law. When not participating in illegal underground street races, the Swann brothers run a tune-up shop for high performance cars and motorcycles. They’ll fix her car and keep it off the books. However, they want more than just money from the young woman. Each brother wants her body… and at the same time.

Worse, Angela wants the Swann brothers just as badly. The brothers are stud stallions and well-built as any high performance motorcycle. They share everything, including their prizes after every race or deal. It’ll be a three person collision of epic proportions.

EXPLICIT: This 8,100 word story contains graphic language and imagery such as hot, steamy sex scenes with two of the most devastatingly handsome bikers you’ll ever meet! This erotic story about a young woman’s decadent descend with two hot guys might be too hot to handle!

EXCERPT:
“It’s going to take quite a bit of dough getting the parts for your car on such short notice,” Chase began, eyeing my body. “But the lie will cost you extra.”

I knew what he meant. “That’s prostitution and I’m no call girl!”

Chase laughed as I sat upright. “You were negotiating like one when you got here. You said you would do anything. Well, you’re more like a client. Like you said, it’s a seller’s market.”

“That’s business,” Michael said coldly. “Now, you can either help both of us or you can let daddy find out what happened to his beloved Lamborghini.”

His words stung. All three of us knew I was in deep trouble unless I got the car fixed. I had no choice but to accept their demands.
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