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  Kinky Saints MC 3

  Theophilus

  Psychologist Theo Santi possesses the playful spirit of Peter Pan, the giving soul of Robin Hood, and dresses like a leather-clad Pirate King. The first time he meets Lyssa Samuels, he wants to help her writer her next book. Only later does he realize she is the friend his cousin’s woman told him about.

  Lyssa Samuels is a too-strong, too-independent, widowed writer who has given up on men and lives through the stories she writes. Problem is, she is having a hard time imagining life as the Little girl in her current story.

  Will Lyssa agree to a weekend with Theo, experiencing the life she is trying to write about? Can Theo win the heart of a woman who writes about men who are too good to be true? Will Theo’s solution for breaking her writer’s block actually work and allow Lyssa to write the story her agent has dared her to write?

  Genres: BDSM, Contemporary

  Length: 27,300

  THEOPHILUS

  Kinky Saints MC 3

  Cooper McKenzie

  

  Siren Publishing, Inc.

  www.SirenPublishing.com

  A SIREN PUBLISHING BOOK

  Theophilus

  Copyright © 2019 by Cooper McKenzie

  ISBN: 978-1-64243-917-5

  First Publication: July 2019

  Cover design by Les Byerley

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Cooper McKenzie always thought she had been born a hundred years too late, though she appreciates air conditioning, computers, and other conveniences of modern-day life. She lives in central Texas with her mixed breed companion, Honey, the Princess Fuzzybutt.

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  TABLE OF CONTENTS

  THEOPHILUS

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  THEOPHILUS

  Kinky Saints MC 3

  COOPER MCKENZIE

  Copyright © 2019

  Chapter One

  Theophilus Santi did not know whether or not to be offended. He had been staring at the woman across the room for the past five minutes, yet she completely ignored him in favor of scribbling in her notebook. She would then stop and cross out what she wrote before turning the page and starting again. She never even glanced his way. Her body might be present at the far back corner table of the busy coffee shop, but her mind was far, far away. It made him curious about what she was writing.

  Then she looked up and smiled when a bagpiper in full kilted regalia stopped just outside to play a tune. When she did, Theo’s heart stuttered for two beats before picking up its pace. At the same time, his cock twitched to life with a vengeance.

  She was beautiful.

  He had to meet her. Not only to find out what secrets her notebook contained, but to see that smile again. He wanted to hear her speak, and laugh, and, eventually, scream his name as she came with his cock buried deep in her pussy. He had to find out if it was her smile, or something else, that had his cock thickening like a teenager with his first crush.

  Was this what his grandfather had felt all those years ago when he had vowed to marry Theo’s grandmother after just a glimpse of her from behind? They had married a few months later and were still together nearly six decades later. He and his cousins had always had a hard time believing the old man’s story, even when it had been verified by their grandmother.

  For the first time in the five years since his wife had divorced him, Theo was interested in something other than his job and the family’s motorcycle club. He loved being a psychologist working with veterans suffering from PTSD, and children with ADHD and other learning disabilities. He also knew he needed more in his life besides work and his extended family.

  He needed this woman in his life. He only hoped she would be interested in the kinky age-play lifestyle he preferred to live. He was a Daddy Dom in need of a Little girl to love and care for.

  A smile and tilt of his head drew Carol, the manager of the coffee shop, his way. She brought with her a pot of the house blend he always drank.

  After she refilled his mug, he nodded toward the woman across the room. “What’s her story?”

  Carol, who seemed to know everyone if they came in more than twice, glanced over her shoulder. “Lyssa? She’s a published writer. Comes in Monday and Thursday mornings for an iced tea or a hot chocolate depending on the weather. She stays for an hour to write and then leaves. This morning, she complained that her muse had left town, gone on vacation, or something.”

  Theo smiled. “Can you take another cup of whatever she’s drinking today and a couple of warm blueberry muffins to her table, please? Put them on my tab.”

  “Sure thing, Doc.”

  Feeling like a wolf stalking an unsuspecting bunny, Theo stood. Ignoring the two men smirking at him, he shrugged out of the leather vest declaring him a member of the Kinky Saints MC and laid it over his chair.

  As he crossed the room, he studied his quarry. Her full-sleeved, silky-looking white shirt was a size or two too large, but looked right on her, as did the black leggings, which were tucked into midcalf-high dark gray cowboy boots. It was an interesting outfit, like a gypsy pirate cowboy, but he liked it.

  As he approached, the woman named Lyssa remained intently focused on her notebook. Even when he sat in the seat across the table from her, she continued writing. Theo found himself more impressed by her powers of concentration than offended that she still ignored him.

  Now that he was closer, he realized she was not as young as he had first thought. Fine lines around her eyes, as well as a few silver strands threaded through her long, wavy chestnut-brown hair, told of a life filled with both laughter and pain.

  With every new observation, his curiosity grew. Checking her hands, Theo was happy to see she wore no rings. He hoped that meant she was single. His cock, and heart, demanded he claim her for his own.

  Theo smiled when she picked up the mug before her to take a sip, only to find it empty. She frowned at the bottom of the cup, then put it back down. Her gaze passed over him as she scanned the room, apparently reorienting herself to the here and now. Then she looked at him and blinked.

  Then she blinked again.

  Mossy green eyes went wide as she said, “Hello?”

  “Good morning,” Theo said, his smile widening further as his cock hardened fully.

  Yes, this was the woman he’d been looking for all his life. The woman he wanted in his life, in his bed, and in his future. For the rest of their lives.

  All he had to do was convince her t
o take a chance on him.

  Before she said anything further, Carol arrived. After clearing away the woman’s empty mug, she replaced it with a mug topped with whipped cream, two empty plates, and another plate containing two steaming muffins. Lyssa looked from the waitress to the mug, back to the waitress, and finally to him. She still appeared more than a little discombobulated.

  “Theo Santi,” he said, extending his right arm over the table.

  Putting down her pen, she shook his hand with a firm, businesslike grip. “Lyssa Decker, I think. Do I know you?”

  “Not yet, but you will. We’ll be spending the rest of our lives getting to know one another.”

  * * * *

  Lyssa Decker wasn’t sure whether someone was punking her or not. The man sitting across the table from her was not a figment of her often too-vivid imagination. Luke, the character she had been trying to bring to life for three days, had not just come to life and taken a seat across from her. Luke seemed pale and two-dimensional compared to this bad boy, biker hero who called himself Theo Santi.

  But where had he come from?

  Lyssa had been so caught up in unsuccessfully outlining what she hoped would become her next published book, she had not even noticed the man sit down at her table. Some observer of the world she was.

  Taking a minute to study the man, she could tell he was tall, well over six feet, if she had to guess. His hair was raven black, except for a small white patch at the hairline over his left eye. He wore his hair long enough that he had it pulled back into a ponytail, adding to his bad boy appearance. His eyes were such a dark brown that they appeared black.

  His plain black T-shirt hugged his broad, muscular frame like a second skin. The soft material emphasized a set of shoulders that were a perfect example of the hackneyed “broad as a barn door” reference. Thick, powerfully muscular arms stretched the sleeves to their limits. She was surprised he had no visible tattoos. Didn’t all bikers have tattoos? The scent of orange and spices and clean, healthy male surrounded her, making her want to lean in and take a deep breath.

  Though tempted to ask him to stand and walk around the room so she could check out the rest of him, Lyssa bit her bottom lip instead. She was stunned when her pussy grew damp and her nipples stiffened in preparation for sex from less than two minutes in this man’s company.

  The thought hit her like a neon sign flashing in the midnight desert that she needed to add this man to her harem of inspirational men. He would be perfect as Luke. Especially if she could talk him into spending an hour in front of a camera, modeling for the cover art for Luke’s story. Though she was not an accomplished photographer, she could take good enough pictures for the publisher’s cover artist to work with.

  If only she had the guts to ask him to pose for her. While she might be bold and brash on the pages of the books she wrote, in the world outside her computer and notebooks, Lyssa was introverted, shy, and awkward.

  Especially when it came to strangers. Single men left her tongue-tied. Beautiful people made her nervous. And Theo Santi was all that and more—single, if his naked ring finger was to be believed, beautiful in a manly man way, and a stranger.

  She had somehow missed the girly-girl lessons during high school and college on how to apply makeup, dress appropriately, and flirt with men. Or maybe it was just that her DNA did not contain an uber-feminine gene. Whatever the case, she had always been a nightmare when it came to meeting, and dating, men.

  Jack, her ex-husband, had swept her off her feet after two glasses of wine at a bar. He had proposed after a half-dozen dates. That was long before she realized he’d been looking for a maid, cook, and target for his anger. It had taken ten years too long, but she had finally planned to leave him. Then, just days before she put plan into action, he’d gone out with new friends he never introduced her to. She’d asked him not to ride his motorcycle, but he’d ignored her. Hours later, a pair of grim-faced policemen rang the doorbell with the news that Jack had not survived a motorcycle versus pickup truck collision.

  So, instead of leaving her husband, she buried him.

  Six months later, she decided to start over. A new life that she built for herself. It had taken several months to sell her house and everything in it that she hated, but she had eventually cut her ties and moved to central Texas where she rented a small house on the edge of town.

  Being shy had not helped her relocation. She only knew a handful of people here and recently realized how isolated she had become. Nowadays she forced herself to visit Café Coffee twice a week and speak to at least one person, even if it was just Carol the waitress slash manager, or saying a polite good morning to the group of retired men who gathered at the table just inside the front door.

  She could see from the glint in Theo’s eyes that he knew all the rules of dating and flirting that she had never learned. What was she supposed to do now?

  She could almost hear Cara Michaels, the woman in town she felt closest to, tell her to pretend to be one of the smart, sassy, quick-witted women she wrote about. Her female characters were always snarky, sexy, fun, and everything Lyssa wished she could be.

  Licking her lips, she swallowed hard as a herd of hippos began a lively two-step in her belly. Realizing she had been quiet for too long, Lyssa tried to recall the last thing the hot-as-the-sun man had said. He was still smiling and looked as if he would happily wait all day for her response.

  Something about spending the rest of their lives together. How could he predict such a thing? He didn’t know her and certainly didn’t realize she was broken.

  Truth was, she hated being an adult. She hated having to be responsible for everything all the time. Would he understand she needed more than a man in her bed? She needed a man who would take over.

  Could he be that man?

  Though her mind revolted at the thought of giving herself to this pushy stranger, her pussy clenched at the thought of being up close and personal with a man such as this. Would Theo laugh at her attempts at seduction as her ex had?

  With a slow, deep breath in and out, Lyssa tried to push down the fine threads of growing interest that poked their heads out of the clump of ash that had once been her heart.

  Theo Santi could not want her. No man wanted her. While being married to Jack had warped her self-esteem, Daniel, the only man she had dated in the past two years since Jack’s death, had crushed her belief in men. An hour before what would have been their second date, Daniel texted her to cancel. He then went on to bluntly state she was too much of an ice bitch because she had refused to sleep with him after their first date.

  Instead of responding to Theo’s comment about the rest of their lives, she asked, “Do you do this often?”

  Chapter Two

  “Do what?” Theo asked, smiling. He reminded her of a hawk focused on a field mouse just before it swooped down and snatched it up for his dinner.

  “Proposition women you’ve never met before,” Lyssa said.

  Her pussy gushed in response as Theo threw his head back and laughed. When the women two tables to her right turned in their direction, Lyssa fought the urge to crawl under the table. She hated being the center of attention, even if it was required for her career.

  It was time for her to leave. The hour she felt comfortable writing in the coffee shop had been over for a while, though Carol had told her before that she didn’t care how long Lyssa stayed. But her writer’s block remained firmly stuck in place, not letting her make any headway on the age-play story her editor had challenged her to write. But at least she could tell Cara that she had spoken to someone new—and a man at that.

  “Actually, I haven’t propositioned a woman in a very long time. I guess I’ve lost my touch. Fact is, Lyssa Decker, you intrigue me.”

  “I do?”

  “Yes, you do,” he said, before taking a sip from his mug. “What are you writing? You were so intent on that notebook that you seemed to be in another world.”

  Lyssa froze when he reache
d across the table and plucked said notebook from where it lay in front of her.

  “No, don’t,” she said, trying to take it, but he leaned back and held it well out of her reach.

  “Shhhh.” Theo flipped open the front of the notebook and started reading.

  “It’s not ready for anyone to see,” she explained. “It’s not even a rough outline, just some really bad brain farts that won’t make a lot of sense.”

  “Shhhh,” he repeated as he turned the page and kept going, even reading the pages she had drawn giant X’s over.

  “But,” she started. Before she could say anything further, she snapped her mouth closed when he sent her a look that said he would not be happy if she spoke again.

  Slumping back in her chair, Lyssa bit her bottom lip as she anxiously waited for him to finish reading the pages of disjointed and rambling thoughts. The skin from her collarbone to her hairline burned as she remembered the sex scene she had been trying to block out when she stopped writing.

  She watched his face as he continued reading. The corners of his eyes crinkled when he smiled at one point. Small lines appeared between his eyebrows as he frowned a few pages later. One eyebrow lifting told her he had reached the sex scene.

  By the time he closed the book, placed it on the table, and folded his hands to rest on top of it, Lyssa was beyond embarrassed. No one, not even Cara, read her outlines or notes. In fact, no one except her editors saw any part of her stories until her publisher thoroughly edited and released them out into cyberspace.

  She had once shown Jack the beginnings of a story. After reading the five pages she had written and edited and thought was a really good opening scene, he critiqued them so harshly that she never finished writing that story. But she’d kept the pages. They were hidden in a box of abandoned story ideas and undeveloped brain farts in the closet of her office.

 

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