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Who was I to argue? Especially when it was what I’d been waiting to do, anyway.

“Yes, ma’am,” I murmured as I pulled my jeans down enough to free my cock.

She looked down her body, her eyes watching as my cock nudged her entrance. I slammed into her pussy, watching her head fall back and her body shift upward on the hood. Grabbing on to her hips, I slid out and rocked back into her. Sensation drowned me and it was the best feeling in the world.

I got lost in fucking my girl, claiming her as I’d always wanted. It was rough, raw, and utterly mind blowing. She moved with me, undulating against the hood, taking everything I gave her.

Her pussy clamped down around me, her lips parted, as she screamed, “Switch!”

My release came out of nowhere, slamming into me, robbing me of breath. This right here was everything. She was everything.

Her honeyed eyes met mine, and I blurted, “Marry me. I want you to be my old lady in every sense of the word.”

She stilled, her eyes widening.

My heart beat out of my chest as I added, “I’ll get you a fat diamond. A house. Anything you want. Just say yes.”

She sat up, my dick slipping out of her, and a sinking feeling started in the pit of my stomach. Her hands stroked either side of my beard.

“No diamond.”

Shit. Here I was a grown man, an outlaw biker, and I wanted to bawl my eyes out. My girl was trying to let me downeasy because she wasn’t ready to be mine. At least, not in the binding forever kinda way that I wanted her to be.

“A ring will only get in my way. I’d rather have a tattoo on my ring finger.”

Wait. What?

“Is that a yes?” I asked, hope blooming in my chest.

She smirked. “How else am I going to make sure you never leave me again?”

I crushed her to me, peppering kisses along her cheekbones. Joy filled me near to bursting.

“Until death do us part,” I vowed in between kisses, smiling against her skin. “And even then, I’d follow you into the fires of hell because that’s where all The Devil’s Deviants go when we die.”

Her breath caught, her hands pulling on my hair, so I’d look her in the eye. “They took you back?”

“Yes, but that’s not what I was trying to tell you.” Confusion crinkled her brow, and it was fucking adorable. Tweak better not come back anytime soon ’cause Stel and I had a lot of celebrating to do. “Welcome to The Deviants, Wild Thing.”

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