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I drove into her, not wasting a second. “Fuck, Eve.” I melted into her body as a shiver zipped down my spine, feeling her warmth surrounding me.

“Oh my gosh. I don’t think we can ever go back to condoms after this.”

“No we can’t, Sugar.” We’d gotten tested last week. I pushed for it. My feelings for Eve grew exponentially from one day to the next. I was falling in love with her. It still blew my mind how we had found each other, but I was damn happy about it.

I got to fucking my woman. As much as I wanted to go slow and savor this new territory, my baby liked it hard and fast. I was the man to give it to her just the way she wanted.

“Oh yes, oh yes!” she cried. “Faster.”

Sweet music to my ears.

I pistoned my hips, hammering into her without mercy. The headboard slammed against the wall, the mattress frame squeaking, but it was Eve’s moans I focused on. The louder they got, the closer we were to having an epic climax.

Our lips sought out the other and sealed together. I made love to her with my tongue as I fucked her with my cock. Tasting her sweetness, nibbling her lips. I didn’t devour her mouth. No, I relished it.

Eve’s nails pricked the back of my head, holding me in place. She arched her back and froze when her orgasm hit. “Oh, Matt!” She moaned my name like a promise of forever. Mine would be the only dude’s name to ever leave her lips.

My release hit full force as she pulsed around me. I spurted ropes of cum into her. The sensations it brought on were indescribable. I kept coming and coming, my mind going numb, my body tingling from toes to my neck.

“Eve.” I gasped, sealing my lips to hers again. “You are so fucking incredible.”

Her pretty eyes glittered with emotion. “I trust you, Matt.” She touched my black eye. “Just promise to never leave me. My heart couldn’t take it.”

“Sugar, I will always be with you.” Whether on earth or not. Bikers held one truth close to their heart: tomorrow wasn’t promised. Each day was a gift. I didn’t have the balls to tell my sweet woman I’d ever leave her, because I wouldn’t, not by choice.

Eve was mine and I was hers.

It’d take a force greater than me to separate us.

9

Eve

Matt flinched beneath me, his body tensing at the sound of a loud thump. He squeezed me with cobra strength.

“Matt! Yo, Prez? Eve?” The door rattled as someone pounded on it.

“Fuck,” Matt grumbled. He kissed my forehead. “Sugar, I need to get up.”

I lifted off his chest so he could slide out of bed. Matt stalked toward the door, naked as a jaybird. Good thing it was dark in the room.

My guy didn’t have a modest bone in his body. He was sculpted like a Greek god and proud as fuck about it.

He swung the door open. “What?” he growled.

“Sherrif is downstairs. He wants Eve.”

I popped up in bed with the sheet covering my chest. “Matt, I don’t want him starting trouble. I’ll go talk to him.” Was he here to arrest Matt? My stomach roiled. I should’ve pushed harder for answers last night. That damn biker sure knew how to distract me.

Stop lying to yourself, Eve. You love when he dominates you.

Crap. I did.

“He looks like hell. Something’s up.” The edge in Raul’s voice made gooseflesh cover my skin. My daddy wouldn’t have come to the MC’s clubhouse unless it was urgent. The thought made my heart race.

“We’ll be down in five.” Matt closed the door, then flicked the light on. He faced me with a grim expression. “You’re not going home with him. You belong here with me.”

Since the night we first met at The Bullet, I had been in his bed.

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