Page 25 of Grey's Rage


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I’d never felt so full.

And then Grey’s hand reappeared with a bullet.

He placed the vibrating bullet against my nub, turning me into a mindless creature.

With the bullet against my clit, the vibrator in my pussy, and his cock in my ass, I let go and spiralled into intense sensations of sheer pleasure.

My orgasm erupted against the vibrator as Grey fucked me with single-minded determination.

His dick twitched in me, so I clamped down, and he came a second time.

For long moments, Grey kept me hostage to his length as he growled his own release, and then he slowly pulled out. He removed the vibrator and threw the bullet into the bed next.

Grey rubbed my ass cheeks in approval as he walked away to get a washcloth. Aftercare was always his priority.

On his return, he cleaned me gently, climbed into bed, and drew me in close.

“My forever love,” Grey whispered.

Sleepily, I nodded. “Mine too.”

Grey soothed my hair as he stroked me and sent me to sleep.

Grey

They caught the plane home two days later, both of them shattered and needing rest. He’d fucked her brains out all day and night, and they both needed to recover. But what a fantastic way to celebrate their engagement.

Grey knew that when they returned, there’d be a party waiting for them. Ellen had texted him that everything was in hand. He also had a gift waiting for Willow. He had put in an offer on the house they both liked, and it had been accepted. That was his present to her.

Willow hadn’t even realised he’d done so, which meant the surprise would be all the better.

For now, his woman sat opposite him, curled in the huge chairs, with her feet on his lap as usual. She had the look of a thoroughly fucked lady, which a few people had noticed, but Grey didn’t care. He wanted the world to know Willow was his, and he gave her exactly what she needed.

Willow yawned, and her eyes closed slowly as he massaged her feet.

That was good. If she napped now, he’d be able to fuck her senseless after the party. And he fully intended to.

Grey was dressed casually, jeans and a tee with his prospect cut. His fingers reached up, and he touched the patch saying prospect. A smile of pride crossed his face.

He didn’t miss the FBI very much. Grey missed his team more than anything. He was still able to investigate crimes and shit, so Hawthornes fulfilled that side of his needs. And he was a prospect in the MC that Willow loved. Admittedly, they also filled a need for brotherhood and companionship that the Bureau had once supplied.

They only lacked the wedding and kids now.

Grey decided life couldn’t get better. The rest was just icing on the cake.

Willow

To say I wasn’t happy Grey was dragging me to the clubhouse was an understatement. I’d fully intended to go home and let him fuck my brains out again. Despite my hesitation, Grey’s insistence compelled me to attend. Dad needed to be told about my engagement. I’d not called him or Ellen yet to tell them, and Dad wouldn’t be pleased about that. However, I was in heaven at the moment, and no way would Dad rain on my parade.

We arrived at the compound early evening, riding Grey’s bike there. It was clear how free Grey felt on his motorbike, and I loved the feel of holding him as the powerful Harley roared through the streets to Rage.

The sun was lowering in the sky, and I nodded at the prospect on the gate as we entered. Tye smirked as we passed him, and I wondered what that was about.

When Grey opened the door to the clubhouse, I soon found out. Roars of congratulations hit us from all sides, and I stared, stunned, as my entire Rage family raced towards me.

For a moment, I felt panic hit, and I turned to run, but Grey steered me forward as Ellen reached me first and grabbed my hand.

“It’s beautiful!” she gushed, yanking my hand one way and another.

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