Page 23 of Rage Untamed


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“Oh,” I moan out breathily. I haven’t been with Rage in months, the last time was when I got too high at the clubhouse and let Rage do all these naughty things to me. You’d think with how many men I’ve had inside my body, he wouldn’t still say I was tight, but I guess that’s what Kegels are for.

Rage expertly manages to remove my underwear and inserts a finger inside me. Oh, yes. I need this right now, it feels amazing. “Rage.”

“West or Weston when any part of my body is inside you,” he growls, kissing his way down my body. I hate when men go down on me, my last experience with it was earth shattering, but I’ve been with many men, and I feel dirty now.

“Come back up here and just fuck me,” I beg him.

“No, I’m finally getting my mouth on this cunt,” he says, before sticking his tongue out to give me a long lick. Rage has never worked me over with his mouth before—not many men actually have, to be honest; it’s been rare occurrence. But the way he’s expertly licking me right now, my god, I’ve never felt anything so wonderful.

He latches onto my clit, sucking with abandon while still fingering me. My hips raise off the bed as I feel my orgasm wash over me. I grab his head, trying to push him away but he doesn’t let up. He fights against me, before finally removing her fingers and licks me clean.

“Tastes fucking great,” he groans out as he comes up over me. “Taste yourself,” he demands as his mouth touches mine and his tongue snakes inside my mouth, searching for mine. I want to gag but I don’t; one thing I hate more than anything is the taste of myself, it’s nasty. But I put it out of my mind as Rage lines up his cock with my pussy and shoves inside.

Breaking away from his mouth I bite his shoulder. His thrust are firm but gentle, rough but soft. “Gonna make you mine in all ways,” Rage tells me as he plows inside of me.

“Yes, please,” I moan back, but before finishing the moan, I let out a yelp as he flips me over, pulling me up on all fours.

He moves over me, thrusting back inside me as he leans over me and opens the drawer on the nightstand. Pulling out what I think is lube, he opens it up and pours it over my asshole, and it’s cold. Rage uses a finger and shoves it inside of me and I clench up. I’ve been taken up the ass many times, most men prefer it when they are with me, and I hate it, it’s never been enjoyable.

But for Rage, I’ll do anything. Letting my body relax as he pulls out of me and lines up with my puckered hole he shoves in gently, inch-by-inch until he’s fully seated inside of my ass. I feel so full, it’s a feeling I’m not used to.

“Fucking perfect for me,” Rage growls out, I swear he growls more than a bear. He starts moving, but not before slipping a hand around me and playing with my clit. “I need you to come and come soon, Jen, because I ain’t gonna last long.”

I decide to focus on my clit being played with instead of him inside my ass and I start to find it. Tossing my head back, my hair flipping in his face, I moan out my release. Rage follows not long after and we flop on the bed, breathing heavily.

A girl could get used to having this every morning.










Chapter seventeen

Rage

After I get the kidsoff to school, I line up sitters for later; time to start using the bitches in the club and Old Ladies for babysitting. I might have Jennifer now but doesn’t mean I want her to spend all her time watching my kids.

Especially since I’ll be bringing her to the clubhouse often, just like Hangman does with Justine. Time to let Jennifer into my life a little more, and that’s showing her all of me. All my kinks, all sides of my personality. Everything.

“Rage,” Hangman calls out to me from his office.

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