MC ROMANCE: Wanted by the Alpha Biker (Motorcycle Club Alpha Male Bad Boy Romance) (MC Romantic Suspense Contemporary New Adult Short Stories)

MC ROMANCE: Wanted by the Alpha Biker (Motorcycle Club Alpha Male Bad Boy Romance) (MC Romantic Suspense Contemporary New Adult Short Stories) by Alix Labelle

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soft sounds of three people together in a tent—warm and lit against the chill fall night. Thinking could happen later. Right now, there were better things to do.
    THE END

Abducted by the Dragon King
     
     
     
    Dragon Shifter Menage Romance
     
     

Abducted by the Dragon King
    Chapter One
    Margot wriggled her nose. The thick bead of sweat that had sprouted onto the surface of her tanned forehead had begun its slow descent down the side of her face. She tilted her head up, squinting at the massive, hot ball of fire that leaked UV rays all over rural Angola. Through the rays, she could see a short dirt path, created by hundreds of years of antelope-traping. It slowly faded into a line of thick brush, which dotted the looming mouth of the cave Margot had spent every free moment in during her last three weeks of volunteering obsessing about. “We’re almost there!” She tightened her core, to rip the words out from the back of her mind and thrust them out into the world. Her strained voice combined with the thumping of Ezra’s boots as he scurried up the last bit of path.
    “You’re almost there. I’ve already made it.” He stood up and placed his hands on his hips, his back to the brush and the cave.
    Margot gazed at his tall frame, her mouth hanging open in wonder at just how small he looked in front of that cave. “This is amazing!” she said in between her deep pants.
    Ezra let out a huff, raising a toned arm to wipe the glistening layer of sweat off of his forehead. “Come on, Margot. We’ve got less than an hour to get back to the village.”
    “Right.” Margot nodded as she hoisted herself over the final ledge, scurrying up the sharp incline. She stomped her final step, a smile stretching across her forehead. “Okay,” she whispered as she continued to catch her breath. She stood up, her eyes sweeping across the hundreds of miles of deep green trees, red rock and dust, and isolated rivers and creeks that covered the Angolan country-side. The air, although still steaming with heat, seemed much more dry and crisp at that altitude. “We must’ve climbed at least four hundred feet.”
    “Ha!” Ezra replied, turning to face the mouth of the cave. “You're telling me this? I’m gonna be sore for the next four days.”
    Margot laughed, reaching into her small fanny pack for one of the two cigarettes she had rolled in anticipation for this moment. “You should work out with the kids more often.” She slipped her cigarette in between her lips and lit it, sucking in her first breath of tobacco.
    Ezra shook his head as he approached her. “No. No. No. That’s your job, and you should keep it that way.” He wrapped his hand around her shoulder.
    Margot’s lips lifted into a crooked smile. “That kind of attitude will get you fat.”
    He gestured for cigarette. “Nope. Not with my morning runs.”
    Margot lifted an eyebrow at him. “Are you sure you want to do this?” she asked, handing him the cigarette.
    He shrugged. “Figured I should see what all the fuss is about.”
    “Are you telling me you’ve never had a cigarette?” Margot asked, ducking her head in disbelief.
    Ezra slipped the cigarette in between his lips, taking two awkward puffs. His chest rose as he breathed in the smoke.
    Margot watched him closely, her eyes fixed on his soft jaw and thin lips. “I’ve got to say, part of me didn’t even think this would actually be here.”
    Ezra exhaled the smoke, his smooth breath quickly eroding into a heaving cough.
    Margot laughed as she watched him. “Why are you punishing yourself like this?” she asked, taking his cigarette back.
    “I figured there must be something to it since you like it so much.” He looked down at her, bathing her in his hazel gaze.
    Margot couldn’t help but to smile. “You give me too much credit,” she said, avoiding his eyes and taking another drag of her cig.
    He shook his head. “No. On the contrary, I don’t give you enough.”
    Margot felt oddly

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