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BLADE

“Cheers to ten years!” Axel calls out from across the bar. My men raise their glasses toward me and my old lady and say their congrats and well-wishes. Sonya waves and raises her wine glass, laughing when Tessa whistles at her.

I climb off my bar stool, standing to address everyone in the clubhouse. We closed down to the public about an hour ago to celebrate our tenth anniversary. It’s hard to believe this woman has been in my life for a decade now. Then again, I can hardly remember who I was before Sonya came waltzing in with her sunshine and bright smiles.

“Thank you for joining us this evening,” I start. “Ten years and two months ago, I was perfectly content to be a cold, jaded bastard. Then my Sonya showed up on the side of the road needing some assistance.” I turn and face my beautiful woman, the love in her eyes reflected in my own. “I thought I was saving you that day, but truthfully, you were the one who rescued me from a lifetime of loneliness.”

Sonya hops off of her seat and wraps her arms around me, standing on her tiptoes and kissing my cheek. “When did you get so cheesy?” she teases.

“About the same time you cast your spell over me, my little siren,” I whisper so only she can hear. I take her lips in mine, not able to resist her for one second longer.

Like every time we touch, the world fades away until it’s just us. What starts out as a chaste kiss turns into something deeper as I sink into her sweetness. Sonya’s hands crawl up my chest until she’s fisting my shirt, pulling me closer.

Cat calls and hollers filter through my brain, and Sonya gasps once she remembers we’re putting on a show. I smile against her soft lips and nip at her playfully before nuzzling into the side of her neck.

"Fuck off," I grunt at everyone. The room fills with chuckles and laughter, but none of that matters. Not when I bend down and toss my precious, sexy-as-hell woman over my shoulder and sprint toward the apartments in the back.

“Oh my god, Blade,” Sonya says with a sigh, though I hear the amusement in her voice. “Such a caveman.”

“You love it,” I counter, bursting through one of the bedroom doors and tossing her down on the bed.

“Is that right?” she asks, her brow tilting up in the most adorably playful look.

I nod, then peel my shirt off as I stare down at Sonya, spread out before me. “Need me to remind you how much you love this caveman?”

Sonya nods, nibbling her bottom lip.

I smirk at her and drop to my knees, pulling her by her ankles until her ass is nearly hanging off the mattress. Without hesitation, I flip up the skirt of her dress and rip her little panties off. I dive in, licking the seam of her pussy and then plunging my tongue deeper inside.

“Oh, god,” she breathes out, writhing around on the bed.

I steady her by spreading my palm out over her stomach, pinning her in place while increasing the pressure in her lower belly. Sonya snaps her thighs together when I scrape my teeth against her clit, then cries out as I suck her sensitive bundle of nerves.

Grunting in satisfaction, I switch my attention to her tight, wet entrance, dripping with her desire. I spear my tongue inside, groaning as her walls pulse against the invasion. Sonya gushes into my mouth, rocking against me and chasing her pleasure.

I slide my hands over her body, wrapping them around her thighs and prying them apart. I open her up for me, securing her legs on the mattress as I continue my assault on her juicy little cunt.

I alternate between fast and slow licks, taking my time to read my woman’s body and give her what she needs, but never quite enough to push her over the edge.

“Blade, please…” she whines, the desperate sound spurring me on.

“Hold it, baby,” I command.

Sliding two fingers into her entrance, I curl them up and search for her most sensitive spot. I know I hit it when Sonya jerks and floods my hand with more of her sweet, slick cum. Bending down, I resume sucking and nipping her clit while rubbing and tapping her G-spot, working her up into a frenzy.

Her breath hitches as every muscle locks tight… and then she shatters for me, coming hard and crying out her release. Sonya whimpers as I lap up her sweet honey, drinking it down like the sweet nectar it is.

When she’s finally wrung dry, I crawl up her limp, sated body, placing kisses on her chin, nose, and cheeks before curling up next to her.

“I love you, baby girl,” I whisper.

Sonya turns to face me, her eyes glassy and cheeks flushed.

“Love you forever,” she murmurs, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

Just then, a knock sounds at the door.

“What?” I yell, not appreciating the interruption.

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