Page 43 of Bound to the Bikers


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Then I push back, a fire lit in my belly and my legs quivering. I meet his desperate kiss, my tongue wrestling with his for dominance, and his lips rough against mine.

What am I doing?

What are we doing?

I twist away and he lets me, though he’s still got my wrists trapped. “Who said you had any right to do that?”

“You asked to come to my room. You put your fucking hands on me. Tell me you didn’t want that, and I’ll let you go. Fuck, I’ll go sleep somewhere else. All you have to fucking say is that you don’t want this.”

My mouth goes dry, but that’s the only part of me that is. We’ve been at each other since we met, so why would I want to?

I don’t even try to say no.

“Five more seconds. Then I fucking kiss you again.” His deep voice rasps with want.

“Fuck you, Blade,” I say, and then I kiss him.

He laughs against me, a rumble deep inside that I feel all the way through me. As we kiss each other senseless, he brings my hands down until he can gather my wrists in one hand behind my back. With the other, he captures the back of my head, his fingers twined in my hair and digging into my scalp as he holds me in place. Being restrained usually makes my anxiety go haywire, but for some reason being held immobile by Blade doesn’t scare me at all.

It’s not logical. He’s a deadly predator. I should be terrified.

But he’s no danger to me.

I melt into him.

This time, he’s the one to break off the kiss. We gasp together, catching our breath. “Take your fucking clothes off,” he hisses.

I don’t even consider disobeying. As I pull my T-shirt up over my head, he unbuckles his belt and unbuttons his jeans. Our clothes are flying off, but it’s not fast enough for him. I’m only just working my jeans over my hips when he grabs and yanks, taking my panties with them. Suddenly, all I’m wearing is my bra.

“So impatient,” I gasp.

“Fuck that. I’ve been waiting far too long.”

He pushes me back onto the bed with enough force that I squeak before hitting the soft mattress, and then he’s on top of me. Pushing my legs back with his hands just behind the knees, he folds me in half, spreading me open and leaving nothing hidden.

“Fuck, when I first saw you, I thought you were a spoiled little princess. But you fucking love this life. It’s in your blood.” There’s a wild storm raging in his blue eyes tonight, and I’m pretty sure my ship is about to get rocked by it. “I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop.”

“I’m not spoiled. I just—”

My own moan interrupts me as he buries his tongue between my legs. He drags it through my folds, his short beard rasping against the insides of my thighs. And when he puts his lips around my tingling clit and sucks, I forget what I was about to say.

Our only foreplay was verbal, but he’s got me so wet I’m amazed he’s not drowning down there.

Blade’s thick fingers dig into the backs of my thighs, so hard they might bruise, but if there’s anyone I would expect to be destroyed by, it’s Blade. And the way he’s devouring my pussy makes me forget all about it. I drive my hands into his long, black hair and slide out the leather tie that keeps it back. It spills out over his shoulders like silk.

“Fuck,” I let out in a slow hiss. “What are you doing to me?”

“Anything I fucking want to,” he growls, his breath tickling my skin. “And right now I want to fucking hear you scream.”

“Oh!” I gasp as he gets back to business.

He’s not going to have to do that for long before he gets his wish. With one hand in his hair, guiding his head, I ride Blade’s mouth until all the frustration that was taking over melts into white hot pleasure. As the heat churning in my core threatens to boil over, I arch my back and moan.

“Scream for me,” he orders.

Blade flicks his tongue over my clit and slides a finger into my slickness, curling the tip up towards my belly button and making my eyes flutter. Once, twice, and then I give him what he wants. As I strain towards the ceiling, every little muscle in my whole body goes taut. The scream he wanted starts off soundless until I find the breath to give it volume. My fingers dig into his scalp so hard it must hurt, but he holds me open and tongues me through my orgasm.

All sense of what’s around me turns to nothingness as my stomach surges, carried away by a whole swarm of butterflies.

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