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Even as satisfied as they had felt moments ago, with the ball now in her court, he found that she was still more than eager. She pushed him away, turning to perch on all fours. King slipped a finger along her swollen lips, getting them wet and dragging them upward to moisten her asshole and slipping one finger inside to prepare her for him. Then he was slipping inside her, his bulbous head splitting her open and pushing into her ass further and further until he was buried deeply between her cheeks.
“God, that’s tight,” he moaned, beginning to slip backward just a bit before moving forward again. He slowly built up his rhythm, allowing her to grow accustomed to having his large cock in her ass, before burying himself completely inside her and then pumping her for all he was worth.
Her cries filled the room, a mixture of pleasure and pain that only a woman who has been truly and fully used by the man she loves can really understand. Once again, he exploded inside of her, remaining there for a moment before slipping free and pushing her forward on the bed. He climbed in beside her and lay there, his arm across her back, holding her close to him for a while before they both slipping forward and climbed between the sheets to sleep.
“I love you, King,” she breathed against his shoulder where her head lay in the curve of his arm.
“I love you too, Jo,” he replied sleepily.
Then, there was only darkness as he drifted away by her side, complete in ways that he could have never imagined prior to having begun to share his life with her.CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVENThe following month, the pack held their official ceremony for the president to step down and a new president to step up. There was zero doubt in anyone’s mind that the new president would be King, and he was welcomed with open arms, taking his place at the top of the food chain.
“I want you all to know that I appreciate how much you’ve stood behind me over the years. Many of you know who I am and where I came from, and that could have been held against me in a million different ways, but you never have. Instead, I’ve experienced nothing but brotherhood and love from each and every one of you.”
Jo smiled at him as he spoke from the heart, expressing just how much his club meant to him and meaning every single word he uttered to them from his new place at the head of the table. Thomas, the president that he would replace, had stepped to one side and allowed him whatever words he chose.
“To Thomas, who has long been like a father to me, I salute you, man. You’ve held this club together through good and bad. We’ve lost people and gained people, but we’ve always been one, blood or basket.”
It wasn’t the first time Jo had heard the reference, but she had only learned it since arriving here in Oregon. It was a throwback to children being left on doorsteps in baskets, rather than being born into kinship. It made no difference in this club how you got to be a member, as long as you were loyal and pulled your weight.
“It’s been a long time since we’ve had to hide beneath the city streets, hiding from those who do not understand us. Though we may still keep our secrets, we have come a long way to achieve a place in this town. This club is revered as upstanding and community oriented, an unusual place for a motorcycle club in most towns. I plan to not only carry on that proud tradition, but to increase our contributions to the people around us.
A big cheer went up as everyone began chattering to and fro, excited about the prospect of a new baby in the pack. King waved them down and smiled.
“Thanks to everyone. Now, how about less speeches and more booze?” he shouted, causing a big cheer to go up from the crowd. King smiled and stepped away from the head of the table to kiss Jo and hug her to his side, watching as everyone enjoyed themselves, though they usually didn’t really need a reason to do so.
“I think that went okay, don’t you?” he said to Jo.
“I do.”
“Come on. Let’s sneak out of here. I have a surprise for you.”
Jo followed him out to the bike and got on behind him, enjoying the last of the warm summer air on her face as they rode. Soon, it would be too cold to ride, and she’s be too big to sit behind him anyway. It was best to enjoy things while she could.
They wound up into the mountainside on the opposite side of the river until they were sitting in a paved parking area for which there was no building adjacent. Jo looked around, trying to get her bearings. The view from here was stunning, looking out over the river and the valley below.
