Lola’s eyes widen. Her mouth opens and closes like she’s not sure what she can get away with saying.
“Let me make sure I’m being very clear,” I sneer, “Ezra is mine. You will not speak to her with anything other than respect. You won’t like the consequences if you choose not to heed this single warning.”
Ezra sucks in a breath, her body going still for a moment before she melts back against me.
“I understand,” Lola’s words sound like deference. But I don’t trust it.
“Good,” I dismiss her and then spin my woman, pick her up and throw her over my shoulder while ensuring her skirt doesn’t ride up too much.
“You know,” she grumbles just as everyone starts to cheer, “this takes some of the shine off the whole ‘my woman’ declaration.”
When I slap her ass, the cheering gets louder and she lets out a sound filled with annoyance and frustration. She wiggles slightly, but I just tighten my hold on her until I’m able to kick the door closed behind me. After tossing her on the bed, I follow her down.
I tug at her clothes, undressing her until she’s naked underneath me. When our skin touches, it does something to me. Our kiss is hot and wet. It’s all teeth and lips and tongue.
When I break away from her lips, we’re both panting. My mouth moves along her jawline and down her neck. My voice slips across her skin, “You’re very sexy when you’re jealous.”
“Jealous?” She breathes out the word. “I didn’t even say anything to her. Why would you possibly think I was jealous?”
I chuckle and bite down on her shoulder. She arches her back and wraps her arms around my shoulders. After rolling the condom down my length, I fill her slowly. She clings to me, her nails digging into my shoulders.
“Titus,” she moans.
Our bodies move together, finding the right rhythm. The way her walls open for me, the way they stretch around my length, is so fucking good.
“You know I love the way my name sounds on your lips,” I say the words against her skin before sucking one of her hard nipples into my mouth.
I gently bite down on the tip before letting go and using my tongue to help with the bite of pain. Her breathing changes, deepens, as her pussy gets even wetter for me.
The sound of our bodies coming together again and again makes it obvious just how wet she is for me.
Fuck, I’d love to feel her wrapped around me with nothing between us. Soon. Very fucking soon. I don’t think I can wait too long.
I’ll be driven to damn near madness if I don’t bury myself inside of her raw.
When I grip her hip, I tilt her body slightly. The change in angle has me hitting the spot inside of her that makes her see stars. The way her eyes are glazed over with lust is almost my undoing.
Seeing her features filled with pleasure I give her is something else.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” I groan while brushing some of her hair back away from her face. She wore her hair down tonight and the way it fans across my pillow has me fucking her harder.
She’s an offering.
For me.
“I couldn’t take my eyes off you all night,” my words are husky.
“I know,” she mewls the words, her legs tightening around me.
The throaty sound that comes from her when I grind my pelvis down against her clit makes me throb. I have to count backwards to stop myself from coming too soon.
Possessiveness slams into me. “All of my brothers saw tonight that you’re a fucking knockout,” the words fall from me, every one of them sounding like it has been steeped in rage. “They’re going to want you.”
The realization makes me want to roar. And then go on a fucking rampage and kill every single man who was in the room tonight.
But I can’t do that.
It would be uncouth considering I’m the club’s president. And I’m not sure being in the same room would be enough of a reason for the killing spree.
