Breeding the Biker Barmaid: A Rough & Sexy Short

Taren used to belong to the leader of a criminal biker gang known as the Wreckers, a violently unpredictable man named Aiden, until one night changes everything. Now Taren is on the run, looking for protection from anyone who can offer it. When she finds herself in a rival gang's territory, she has to accept their offer to impregnate her in order to find safety.

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“We Ringleaders don’t like to settle down too much—guess we’re just not the ‘type,’” he said, getting a laugh from the group. “But we do want to have good women to take care of who want to have us some fine little babies.” This came as a surprise—babies? Taren thought, what did that mean exactly? Again Kyle seemed to read her mind.

“What that means is that you are going to have sex with me and each of my men here once a week until you get pregnant. When you do, you’ll have the baby and raise it to be a Ringleader. We’ll take care of you, make sure you have a place to live, money in your pocket and everything you need to be a good mother. That’s just how we do things—take it or leave it.” Taren was momentarily shocked. She’d heard of these kinds of practices in different gangs but wasn’t expecting Kyle to offer this kind of deal. She weighed her options and quickly came to the decision that she had to go through with it. She would have a baby for the Ringleaders. Before she could change her mind, she turned her face up to Kyle and responded.

“If that’s what you want, then OK, I’ll do it,” she said.

“Good,” he said, lifting his large hand to Taren’s face and caressing her cheek gently. “We’ll start right now then.”

Kyle’s fingers slipped down from Taren’s cheek to the top of her tight black V-neck T-shirt. She held her breath as he slid his hand to the inside of the fabric against Taren’s small, tight breasts. She felt him give a little tug and she nearly slipped in her shoes as he easily ripped her T-shirt open, exposing her black lacy bra and the pale delicate skin of her torso. The shred of fabric that had been Taren’s shirt fell to the floor and Kyle kicked it aside. The rest of the bikers really started to pay attention at this point. Taren looked around at their lustful faces with apprehension. Could she really go through with this? She didn’t feel as if she had a choice.