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WILD GAME
VICIOUS REAPERS MC
HAYLEY FAIMAN
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Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Epilogue
Wild Dream
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Pitching for Amalie
Catching Maggie
Forced Play for Libby
Sweet Spot for Victoria
Russian Bratva Series —
Owned by the Badman
Seducing the Badman
Dancing for the Badman
Living for the Badman
Tempting the Badman
Protected by the Badman
Forever my Badman
Betrothed to the Badman
Chosen by the Badman
Bought by the Badman
Collared by the Badman
Notorious Devils MC —
Rough & Rowdy
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Rough & Rugged
Rough & Ruthless
Rough & Ready
Rough & Rich
Rough & Real
Cash Bar Series —
Laced with Fear
Chased with Strength
Flamed with Courage
Blended with Pain
Twisted with Chaos
Mixed with trouble
SAVAGE BEAST MC —
UnScrew Me
UnBreak Me
UnChain Me
UnLeash Me
UnTouch Me
UnHinge Me
UnWreck Me
UnCage Me
Unfit Hero Series —
CONVICT
HERO
FRAUD
KILLER
COWBOY
Zanetti Famiglia Series —
Becoming the Boss
Becoming his Mistress
Becoming his Possession
Becoming the Street Boss
Becoming the Hitman
Becoming his Wife
Becoming her Salvation
Prophecy Sisters Series —
Bride of the Traitor
Bride of the Sea
Bride of the Frontier
Bride of the Emperor
Astor Family Series —
Hypocritically Yours
Egotistically Yours
Matrimonially Yours
Occasionally Yours
Nasty Bastards MC —
Ruin My Life
Tame My Life
Start My Life
Dance into My Life
Shake Up My Life
Repair My Life
Sweeten My Life
Wrap Up My Life
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Stolen by the Sinner
Bound to the Sinner
Caught by the Sinner
F*cked by the Sinner
Stripped by the Sinner
Rejecting the Sinner
Loved by the Sinner
Devil’s Hellions MC —
Dirty Perfect Storm
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Taboo Perfect Storm
Wicked Perfect Storm
Midnight Stalkers—
Tempting the Monster
Enticing the Monster
Watching the Monster
Dark Horse MC
Filthy Alpha
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Filthy Hot
Filthy Savage
Filthy Liar
Filthy Devil
Alpha Nights
Unlikely Heroes—
Hunted Obsession
Hunted Vengeance
Hunted Innocence
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Vicious Reapers MC—
Wild Ride
Wild Night
Wild Side
Wild Game
Wild Dream
Awakened Curses —
Vow to a King
Vow to a Tyrant
Vow to a Rogue
Offspring Legends—
Unwanted Desires Collection
Esquire Black Duet Series –
DISCOVERY
APPEAL
Forbidden Love Series —
Personal Foul
Kinetic Energy
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Yesterday’s home runs don’t win today’s games.
BABE RUTH
WILD GAME
The name of the game is wild… and he’s the one in charge.
I’ve always observed from a distance.
The clubhouse is off limits–too dangerous, too chaotic, the men too wild. Ivy warned me to stay far away from the Vicious Reapers, and I listened… until I didn’t.
Now I’m in trouble. The kind that stains the ground red. I tried dating someone else, and it exploded in my face—bad. Merciless enough that a man ended up shot. And the one man I’ve been avoiding is the same one assigned to protect me.
Goose is the exact opposite of what I’m supposed to want. Wild. Dangerous. A patched member and the club’s treasurer. He makes me want every wrong thing, every reckless choice…
One night of betrayal.
Ivy has made it clear his sexy little cousin is off limits.
Extremely off limits.
But try telling that to their bodies.
Goose is hurting. His relationship with his twin brother is cracked straight down the middle. They once shared everything—now Maverick is building a new life, leaving Goose in the shadows of what used to be. And then there’s Cidney with her big blue eyes, he can’t seem to shake.
It was supposed to be one time.
A little distraction.
Something filthy to take the edge off the darkness closing in.
But danger doesn’t care about warnings or rules.
And when it comes knocking again, closer, deadlier—Goose is the one who steps into its path. In this world where loyalties bleed, and enemies hunt… protecting Cidney might be the last thing he’s willing to fight for.
PLAYLIST
You can listen to the VICIOUS REAPERS MC playlist here
Opalite: Taylor Swift
CHANEL: Tyla
back to friends: sombr
One Way or Another: Blondie
Dancing in the Moonlight: Toploader
I Was Made For Lovin’ You: YUNGBLUD
You Were Meant For Me: Jewel
Here Without You: 3 Doors Down
Ruin My Life: Zara Larsson
Don’t You (Forget About Me): Simple Minds
When You Say My Name: Chandler Leighton
Everywhere: Fl
You Know I’m No Good: Amy Winehouse
Fly By Night: Rush
All Right Now: Free
Beautiful Girls: INXS
Back 2 Good: Matchbox Twenty
Never Gonna Give You Up: Rick Astley
Any Way You Want It: Journey
Iron Man: Black Sabbath
Crazy On You: Heart
Name: Goo Goo Dolls
Dancing in the Moonlight: King Harvest
PROLOGUE
GOOSE
SOMETIME DURING WILD NIGHT
Cidney eyes me from the corner of the room. She’s hot as fuck. I know she’s off-limits, not just because she’s Ivy’s cousin, but because he declared her as that—off-fucking-limits—a long-ass time ago. He made sure to tell everyone she was not to be looked at, let alone touched.
But I’m not a very good listener.
I’m about to break a very serious rule, because I’m not sure I can stay away from her. I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep from touching her. My fingers ache at the thought of not having her in my grasp.
“The fact you’re here means there’s something big happening,” Cidney announces.
Her back is to me as she stands in her kitchen, facing the single-cup coffee machine. I watch her, a bit surprised that she’s living on her own at her young age. But I guess I don’t know much about her other than I want to know what her pussy feels like wrapped around my cock.
I walk into the kitchen and lean my hip against the counter, unable to look away. Actually, unable to keep my eyes off her. She’s beautiful with her blonde hair and blue eyes. Cidney could be a model. She’s just that fucking naturally pretty.
“Something big is happening,” I admit, but that’s as detailed as I’ll get about it.
She turns toward me slowly, her eyes finding mine. I watch as they widen, then she blinks a few times before she speaks. I’m not sure what she’s waiting for, but clearly, she’s got something to say. I can see it in her gaze, working just behind her eyes. Part of me wishes Maverick were here to take her in, to take her with me. The other part of me is glad he’s not.
“What happens now?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I stay here, make sure nobody tries to use you as leverage.”
Her tongue slides across her bottom lip, then she sucks in a breath and places her palms on the counter. I watch her, waiting for a response. Whatever she’s got to say, it’s swirling around inside her head.
I’m patient enough that I can wait, though.
At least at the moment.
While I still wrestle with the fact that I’m going to break a huge fucking club rule tonight, there is no way around it. The only thing I can hope for when this is finished is that Ivy doesn’t actually kill me.
Cidney lets out a heavy sigh, taking me out of my own thoughts, and her eyes flick down to her hands before they lift and shift to meet mine.
“Okay,” she breathes. “Is Justin going to be alright?”
My lips twitch into a smirk. “He’s fine,” I assure her.
Pushing off the side of the counter, I move toward her. One step, then another. When I’m close enough, I slip my hand around her waist and grip her there, then gently pull her body against mine until her chest presses against my torso.
Dipping my chin slightly, I look into her eyes. I’m not sure what I’m looking for when I do, maybe hesitation or disgust, but I find neither. In fact, when her nostrils flare, I know she wants more, which only fuels my fire.
“Goose,” she exhales, her voice sounding very close to a moan.
I don’t give her the chance to say anything else. I clearly have only one thing on my mind, and that’s my mouth anywhere on her body. I need to make her whimper and moan. I need to hear all her sexy little noises.
Her lips part the moment my mouth touches hers, a silent invitation to slip my tongue inside her.
I do.
Happily.
Her hands slide up my torso, pressing against my chest as she breaks the kiss and shifts backward slightly. With a grunt, I reluctantly loosen my hold on her. She keeps her palms on my chest as her eyes search mine, her lips swollen from my kiss. Fuck, she’s even prettier this way. It makes me want to know right this second what she looks like freshly fucked.
“Goose,” she exhales.
“I want to fuck you, Cidney.”
She shifts her gaze to the side, then slides it back to meet mine. I watch as she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip.
“Okay.”
Say. Fucking. Less.
CIDNEY
I don’t know what I’m doing, but I don’t think I care either. Goose’s fingers grip my ass before he picks me up off the floor. Turning my whole brain off, I wrap my legs around his hips as his tongue tangles with mine. He carries me toward my bedroom, and for once, I decide wild is the way I want to be right now.
Absolutely, uninhibitedly wild.
When he steps into the bedroom, I unwrap my legs from around his hips. His hands release my ass with an extra squeeze before they do, and he nibbles on my bottom lip, breaking the kiss before he lifts his head, his eyes connecting to mine instantly.
“Goose,” I breathe again.
His lips twitch into a smirk, and he clears his throat. If my cousin walked in and saw this, he would unequivocally lose his ever-loving shit, but there’s something about the risk factor, the danger.
I’ve never really been into the club scene. Not only has it always been forbidden, but it hasn’t interested me. Justin’s dad was always a big part of the club, but mine… he wasn’t ever around. I don’t even know if he was part of the club or not.
Justin is really the man who raised me, and even though he’s only twenty-two years older than me, he’s the only father figure I’ve known, aside from his own dad.
I may not have had my own father, but I’ve had amazing ones in my cousin and uncle. But right now, I’m going to disappoint them both. I’m going to do something I swore to myself, to them, that I would never do.
I’m going to fuck a member of the Vicious Reapers MC. I know it’s wrong. I know I’m not even supposed to look at them, but with this one, just this once, I want to do something bad. Really damn bad.
But is it so bad when it feels like the absolute right thing? Because right now, it does. It feels like I might actually lose my mind if I don’t feel his mouth on my body… everywhere on my body. And his fingers… God, I want those on and inside me. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more than I want that.
Thankfully, Goose doesn’t deny me anything.
When he looks into my eyes, I can see the flame of burning desire behind his gaze. He takes a step toward me, then another. My breath catches when he reaches for the hem of my shirt.
“Tell me no and save us both from whatever downfall this could cause.” His words come out almost as a dare.
I may be a lot of things, but I’m not someone who has ever turned down a dare or a challenge. Tilting my head back slightly, I look down my nose and directly at his perfect lips. I want those lips… I want them everywhere.
When Goose slides my shirt over my head, I hear it land somewhere on the floor. I reach behind me to unhook my bra, letting it fall down my arms and onto the floor at my feet. Goose hisses, lifting his hand and cupping one of my breasts. His thumb slides across my nipple, causing goose bumps to break out over my skin.
My reaction is instant. I grip his biceps, my nails digging into his flesh as my back arches. He leans forward, and I feel his mouth on my nipple, no, not just my nipple. His lips part, and he takes almost my whole breast into his mouth before he sucks.
I feel that suck between my legs, a tingle, a current of electricity.
Oh. My. God.
I press my thighs together as a moan escapes my lips. Goose releases my breast, and his arms wrap around my back, pressing against my spine just as my knees give out on me. He lifts his head slightly just as I open my eyes, and I watch as his lips twitch into a smirk right before his entire face falls, and I watch as something akin to horror crosses his features.
“You’re not a virgin, are you?”
He sounds horrified by that thought, which causes me to pause. I know he isn’t a virgin at all. I know he’s probably been with more women than I could even attempt to imagine, and the thought of that causes my stomach to flip.
“I’m not a virgin,” I blurt out to keep from asking him about his sex life, because I know he’d probably tell me, and if I really knew, I wouldn’t want this anymore.
“Thank fuck,” he exhales. “I’m a bastard in a hell of a lot of ways, but I’m not that much of a bastard,” he murmurs.
