What’s the worst thing you can do on your wedding day?
Accidentally sext a biker…
Then get claimed by his brothers—who share everything.
Especially me.
I was supposed to marry a man I didn’t love.
Instead, I sent a filthy text to the wrong number—
and got rescued by the hottest mistakes of my life.
Reaper’s the ruthless president who controls everything— including the beat of my heart.
Dog’s the reckless charmer who kicked down the chapel doors—and tore through my walls faster than my dress.
Bishop’s the quiet one whose filthy whispers break me apart, then put me back together.
These bikers didn’t just crash my wedding—
they claimed me.
And made me feel like I was worth having.
Now I’m tangled up with not one,
not two…
but three filthy fantasies.
And I’m pregnant—
with no idea who the daddy is…
But I know none of them are letting us go.
