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Izzy
Dragon Skull MC Daddies
April Kelley
Hard Rose Publishing
Izzy
Dragon Skull MC Daddies: Book Three
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Contents
1. Izzy
2. Prologue
3. Chapter One
4. Chapter Two
5. Chapter Three
6. Chapter Four
7. Chapter Five
8. Chapter Six
9. Chapter Seven
10. Chapter Eight
11. Chapter Nine
12. Chapter Ten
13. Chapter Eleven
14. Chapter Twelve
15. Chapter Thirteen
16. Chapter Fourteen
17. Chapter Fifteen
18. Chapter Sixteen
19. Chapter Seventeen
20. Chapter Eighteen
21. Chapter Nineteen
22. Chapter Twenty
23. Chapter Twenty-One
24. Chapter Twenty-Two
25. Chapter Twenty-Three
26. Chapter Twenty-Four
27. Chapter Twenty-Five
28. Chapter Twenty-Six
29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
32. Chapter Thirty
33. Chapter Thirty-One
34. Chapter Thirty-Two
35. Chapter Thirty-Three
36. About the Author
Izzy
Making a match on a dating app isn't how a dragon shifter should win back his ex-lover or meet his Fated mate. When the dating app attracts a dangerous man, Izzy will go to any length to save his mates.
Izzy is a dragon shifter with commitment issues. Breaking it off with the one guy he can't seem to get out of his head was the right thing to do. Until he finds out Ulises has moved on to someone else.
Ulises is an unlucky-in-love warlock. With self-esteem issues and a medical problem to add to his woes, it's no wonder his luck is always bad. When he lets his friends talk him into creating a dating profile, he doesn't expect to talk to several guys. It just figures his new lover and ex-lover are fated mates.
Todd has a Fated mate. Who would have thought he'd get so lucky? Not him. The only problem is he's half in love with Ulises, too. Does he really have to choose?
Love is the least of Izzy's worries when he discovers Ulises is in grave danger. Saving lives is what Izzy does, but can he save Ulises and Todd in time to come to terms with his commitment issues?
Izzy is the third book in the steamy MMM Paranormal Romance Dragon Skull MC Daddies series. This novel features a dragon shifter Daddy who has to face death before he realizes love is what he needs the most, a warlock who's forced to rely on the one dragon who broke his heart, and a chef who uses food to bring everyone together. If you like a Daddy with two boys, size difference, fated mates, polyamory, found family, and a happily ever after, then you'll love this spicy paranormal romance.
Trigger Warnings: MC with a major health problem, Talk of death of a family member (Not on page), violence.
Prologue
The club was right smack in the middle of Grand River’s downtown party district.
Izzy knew it well enough. He’d been to the gay club next door to the one they were staking out.
The place they were interested in was called Stars. The sign had tasteful gold letters and was a simple design. The less-is-more approach was still alive and well. Or maybe the Gianelli crime family didn’t care about trends. Their purpose was to use the business to launder money and traffic drugs and people. They didn’t actually care who bought a drink inside the club.
The building was one of many unremarkable buildings on the strip. It sat between the gay club Izzy frequented and a pub named Flannigan’s which, according to the small letters underneath the name was everyone’s favorite neighborhood pub. With the people spilling out of the front door, Izzy could believe it.
Only a few went in and out of Stars, and all but two wore suits. The two who didn’t, dressed in plain street clothing and carried guns underneath their leather jackets. They were either undercover cops or hitmen—Izzy couldn’t tell. One guy walked with his arms out from his sides as if he were airing out his armpits.
Everyone who was there to party steered clear. Probably because the place had this undercurrent of danger. Even Izzy felt it from where he sat across the street.
Izzy sat with Nash and Landry at a table outside and across the street. The restaurant had sectioned off part of the sidewalk with a nice waist-high iron railing which left the area open for observation.
They waited for the go-ahead from Daruss and the others. Their main job was to assess the area before actually rescuing the trafficked victims inside the Gianelli’s club.
The warm summer night caused the biggest issue because everyone wanted to take advantage of the nice weather. It was also about the time everyone who wanted to get drunk and laid started showing up.
With the river on the back side of the clubs across the street, it was no wonder why the Gianellis had chosen it. Private boat slips littered the river behind the buildings so the Gianellis could do whatever they wanted with no one being the wiser. Moving whatever they wanted by water was easy for them because the river fed into the big lake. The lake seemed as big as an ocean, which meant they’d be long gone by the time anyone suspected a thing. Duchester was on this side of the lake. Not that people could see it. The lake was so big not even the city skyscrapers were visible from the shore.
Seryn and Ronin waited in the shadows. Seryn could make himself and anyone he touched invisible. A fact only a few knew about but it came in handy for some rescue missions.
Nash nodded toward the entrance. “Have you ever been inside?”
“Nope. The gay club next door is good. I can always get a piece of ass there.” Izzy grinned.
Nash shook his head. “I didn’t ask because I wanted to know about your sex life. I wondered if you knew about the layout inside.”
Izzy pulled up a photo Jonik had sent him and handed his phone to Nash. “Stop slut-shaming me.”
“I’m not slut-shaming you. Just saying I don’t give a fuck about your sex life. That’s not slut-shaming.”
“Can we stop calling each other sluts please. That word bothers me.” Landry sipped pop and ate the most bougie fries on the planet. The menu made them sound as though they were coated in gold. Or truffles—the type that were super-expensive because pigs on leashes dug them up.
“No one is calling anyone a slut.” Nash sighed and handed Izzy’s phone back to him. “So we just sit here and wait for the victims to get trafficked by boat. Is that it?”
“Yep and then we take them right out from under the Gianelli family’s nose.” Izzy liked the plan as plans went. The liability was minimal, and that was important given the number of people milling about outside.
Izzy’s phone buzzed. It was Ronin. They’re moving people. Eleven with four guards.
“It’s a go.” Izzy didn’t wait for Landry and Nash to follow him. He sprinted across the road and then down an alley between the pub and the Gianellis’ club.
Daruss and the others were already there. Two guards were down. Izzy helped drag them inside. He didn’t like moving bodies but this rescue mission was one of the easiest ones they had ever been on, so they didn’t need him to fight.
The victims were almost all teenage girls with the exception of two boys who couldn’t have been older than fifteen. They huddled together and looked as if they were scared out of their minds. Poor kids.
Izzy wanted to kill the guards all over again. Instead, he did his job, moving the bodies inside when needed.
Izzy met Nash’s gaze. “Either we’re getting really good at our rescue missions, or someone is setting us up.”
“Maybe we’re just that good.” Nash frowned. “Nah. Shit will go down at so
Nash pointed to a camera in the corner of the room.
Izzy flipped it off. Not caring who saw him. “Let them come. They’re all dead if they do.”
It would probably bite him in the ass later, but Izzy liked to live in the moment. Despite his bravado, dread formed in the pit of his stomach.
Chapter One
Izzy patted Cain’s ass in a silent gesture for him to get off his lap. He didn’t want to do anything besides watch Ulises, and Cain was an unwanted distraction.
Every move the boy made was like a smooth glide across the floor. He laughed at something Easton said even as he danced with his arms over his head.
Ulises put Izzy on alert. Body, mind, soul. The boy had gotten under Izzy’s skin.
Hinrik came up behind him, putting an arm around his waist. Hinrik was a human who liked to dance but he never took it further. He didn’t even seem to care about some of the public sex stuff that happened. His eyes never strayed toward anyone, and he didn’t ask to watch. He also never drank anything more than a soda and always tipped the bartenders.
He was harmless but that didn’t stop Izzy from shifting partially. His eyes turned reptilian, and his fangs extended. He’d never felt possessive before. It was a foreign thing inside him like some monster trying to burst out of his chest.
Instead of standing, Cain sat further back on Izzy’s lap and rubbed his ass against Izzy’s erection. “Is that for me, Daddy?”
“Nope. See that boy dancing. The one with a pretty smile and big brown eyes. It’s all for him.” He might have broken hearts with his playboy ways but he had never lied to any of them.
Cain stuck his bottom lip out. He was pretty too, but in a different way. He had black hair and eyes, and wore designer clothes. His attire made him stick out amongst the others in the Dragon Skulls Club.
Most people who came knew of the club through word-of-mouth. Either that or they worked or lived close by. They were technically in Wingspan township, which was a small dragon shifter town. Most people didn’t make the type of money to dress the way Cain did, nor did they seem to care about designer clothing.
Blue-collar workers who liked moonshine, bikes, and bikers. Those three things motivated almost everyone in the club who wasn’t a Dragon Skull. Cain’s main motive was to fuck his way into becoming a Dragon Skull. It hadn’t been the first time someone had tried and it probably wouldn’t be the last. There were a few ways to become a part of the family, but fucking everyone to get in wasn’t one of them.
Cain huffed and finally stood. “Asshole.”
Izzy shrugged. He’d been called worse. It wasn’t as though Cain was wrong.
“So we’re done fucking then?” Cain raised his voice, thinking Izzy couldn’t hear him as he walked away.
“I told you right from the start I don’t get serious.” And maybe that made Izzy an asshole too. He felt nothing for Cain beyond general caring for someone’s wellbeing. Nothing special at any rate.
Cain was someone he fucked when it suited him. If he wanted Cain, he would be available. Not that Izzy wanted to anymore. Cain had gotten too clingy.
“I thought you said you could get me into the club.” Cain could whine with the best of them.
“You paid the door fee, right? Just like everybody else.” Izzy shook his head. He wasn’t stupid. He knew what Cain meant. The man was delusional.
That last reason was why Izzy needed to distance himself. He didn’t want to be a party to Cain’s drama.
“You know what I mean, Izzy.” Cain huffed again.
“Nope. And I don’t have time for you to explain it to me.” Izzy stood and turned toward the dance floor.
“Fine. Fuck you then.” Cain headed for the bar.
“I’ll just fuck off now.” Izzy smirked and made his way to the person he couldn’t stop thinking about.
Cain sat on a stool and glared at Ulises as though the whole conversation was his fault.
He was in time to see Hinrik move on to one of the other boys.
Izzy stopped halfway toward Ulises, cursing under his breath. Realizing his true feelings for Ulises were like a kick in the gut. Hell, a kick would have felt better.
He did not fall in love with Ulises. He was the boy with the tumor. The one who could die like Maya had. How had he let himself get so deep?
Instead of dancing with Ulises as he had planned, he passed Ulises and headed for the front door.
Ulises grabbed his wrist, stopping him. His brow creased in concern. “Are you okay?”
“I’m good, baby.” And shit. There he went, using an endearment as though Ulises were his. He cleared his throat and made an effort to correct himself. “Um…Ulises.”
Ulises smiled and slid next to Izzy, putting an arm around him as if seeking comfort. “Are you sure? You seem upset.”
Izzy couldn’t resist. He held Ulises close while telling himself it would be one last time. One last hug. “I’m sure. How are you feeling?”
“Dizzy lately. Don’t tell Easton. I’m not ready for the blood tests and stuff.” Ulises laid his head on Izzy’s chest.
Izzy was the one who started to sway to the music.
One more dance and then he’d let Ulises down easy.
“I’m sorry you’re going through all that.” He’d been sorry when Maya had been tortured by cancer too. Not that Ulises had cancer. As far as Izzy understood, the tumors were benign. But they could still grow out of control.
Izzy wanted to rip them out of him and fight every last one. They were monsters that didn’t have a right to take his boy’s life.
Izzy sighed.
Not that Ulises was his boy.
“I’m used to it.”
“Can I make you feel good?” If fucking Ulises was all Izzy could do to help, then he wanted to give him that. Even if it was one more time.
“How?” Ulises smiled up at him.
Izzy wiggled his eyebrows. “Have you been a bad boy?”
Ulises chuckled. “Very bad.”
“Then get against the wall.” Izzy nodded to the far wall where the shadows were deep enough for people to stay hidden but still give them the rush of a public setting.
Ulises’s pace was close to a run as he crossed the room to the corner. The space was never empty. They’d gotten lucky.
Izzy stalked him, growling when he closed the distance. He ran his hand down Ulises’ side to his ass.
“Let me see your pretty ass, baby.” One last time and then he’d stop calling Ulises his baby.
Ulises fumbled with the button on his jeans. He was thinner than he probably should have been. No doubt the effects of being sick for most of his life. Ulises’ ass still had a bit of padding, though. Much like the rest of him. The thinness didn’t detract from that, nor did the tumors causing it. If anything it spoke of his resilience, which made him even hotter.
Izzy pulled the lube from his pocket before moving his pants aside enough to get his cock out. “Do you need prep?”
“Maybe a little.”
“Are you okay like this? We can go to my place if you’d rather.” Izzy almost wanted him to say he wanted a bed. Izzy could have him all night. He could hold him while he slept. And then in the morning he could break it off.
“Just fuck me, Izzy.”
Izzy lubed his finger and stuck it inside. It was on the tip of his tongue to correct Ulises and tell him to call him Daddy, but he held himself back. He wouldn’t give himself that.
Ulises’ body was warm and inviting.
He pushed against Izzy’s finger and when he added another one, he moaned Izzy’s name. “Love when you’re inside me.”
There was that word being thrown around. Izzy almost walked away. But Ulises didn’t deserve it. He didn’t deserve for Izzy to break his heart either, but that was inevitable.
Or maybe Izzy wouldn’t break his heart. Maybe it was too much of a presumption that he would. If it wasn’t, he could do something to make Ulises angry. Words that would sever the bond that had formed. Something mean-spirited. An angry Ulises was a lot better than a sad one.
Izzy pulled out his fingers and put the rest of the lube onto his cock before pressing into Ulises.
