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“What?” he asked, breathlessly.
I realized I must’ve looked too forlorn. Fighting tears, I straightened my face.
“This hurting you?” His eyes narrowed.
I couldn’t tell if he cared.
“A bit,” I lied.
It hurt a lot. Taking his dick was so painful, but also so addictive. I had issues with danger. My drug of choice, I craved it, the pain it threatened. I liked that too. It was the reason I was President of a gang of outlaws now. I couldn’t get enough.
“You look different. Your hair. Your tattoos,” he said, studying me like he had just seen me for the first time.
That sting had proved irresistible, too. As it was, I had almost a full sleeve and full thigh of colorful tats. I had not gone as far as getting a backpack yet, President or not. I recalled I was supposed to get Levi’s property patch tattooed. We had talked about taking that step the night before it all went down. The night I ran away.
From the emotions playing across his face, Levi was thinking it too. Maybe he wasn’t heartless. Maybe I could explain.
“But I’m the same,” I said, carefully.
His hand left the headboard and pushed my night shirt up. Watching my breasts hungrily, his mouth descended on my nipples. His tongue swirled around them, and his teeth played at the tips, causing my back to arch. His touch was electric, causing me to twitch. Though the monster was so gentle, reminding me of the biker I fell for.
“There’s one tattoo I regret not getting,” I cooed as he licked.
Levi raised up, his eyes blazing with anger. “Don’t dare say that to me,” he growled.
He found his weapon again and shoved it into my mouth, surprising me. Though threatened, I was only more turned on. Tasting the salt, I was reminded of how he fucked e with it. Meeting his eyes, I sucked on the barrel of the gun like I loved to suck his gigantic cock.
“Fuck,” he said and shook his head.
Liking what I was doing, he moved again, spearing me. This time, he didn’t hold back. And just like the pain of a tattoo, I relished every tinge of anguish he created as he drilled a hole in me with his intense momentum. Eventually, his efforts had gotten to be so much that he couldn’t hold the gun in my mouth any longer.
My mouth free, I screamed, but not to alert anyone. I screamed for the pleasure and pain deliciously combined. I knew I had a problem. My therapist said I blamed myself for events that weren’t my fault, so I wanted to hurt.
I punched her lights out.
Levi grunted like an animal above me. His muscles flexing and straining, he was trying to split me in half. I could feel the intense heat building between us. We became lost in the pleasure of each other’s bodies like we had so many times before.
My suffering soon provided reward as Levi’s scrumptious dick stroked me in places once unaffected. Places inside me that needed to be touched, inside and deeper. Letting go, I focused on the feeling of fulfillment our act cultivated within me. I took hold of his bald, tattooed head as my orgasm announced its impending arrival. My mouth fell open as I hollered out. Forget knocking, it was getting ready to bust through the wall like the Kool-Aid man.
The biker dipping his head down and took my lips. That pushed me off the cliff of utter bliss. Our brief kiss did me in. I cried out into his wide mouth.
He tore his lips away as he shuttered above me, having his own good time. Levi pulled his dick out just in time, spilling his seed on my sheets.
Staring at the wet spot, I spied his gun.
In my complete exhaustion, I went for it.
Chapter 6
Treasure
My hand landed on the slick metal, but Levi’s big hand dwarfed mine, covering it. He twisted my hand up easily, taking the gun with it. The naked, tattooed biker pointed it square at him, at his powerful chest.
“Go ahead. Pull the trigger,” he said, his eyes dark. “It wouldn’t be worse than what you’ve already done to me.”
“Levi,” I used his real name. My voice was soft as can be. “I need to explain.”
“You don’t have to explain anything,” he said, taking my hand and the gun under his chin. “Go ahead. Isn’t this why you wanted my weapon? To blow my brains out?”
