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“How you feelin’? Still OK?” She nodded, looking up into my eyes with a tentative smile. I leaned down to kiss her sweet lips because I couldn’t help myself.
Rose’s legs wrapped around my hips and she gave a soft groan of pleasure. Her hips tilted to mine, much like they had before. This time, though, I knew I’d be the one to slip inside her. The damage was done and, now that the idea had taken hold, I wasn’t as opposed to the thought of her carrying my kid as I should have been.
“I love how you feel against me, Rose. And you’re so fuckin’ beautiful it hurts.” I whispered the words at her ear. When she shivered against me and whimpered, I had to smile. “I think my girl is greedy for my cock. Yes?”
She nodded and squeezed her legs tighter around me. I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in her body. I couldn’t do that, but I could bring her another orgasm. And fill her with more cum.
I pressed the head of my cock against her entrance, then stopped and pulled back to look at her as I stroked her hair away from her face. The silky strands were still damp from our earlier round, and I couldn’t help the surge of masculine pride that I’d taken her that far. I raised an eyebrow at her, asking permission to slide inside her. She nodded her head even as she thrust her hips at me.
I waited until she settled somewhat before sliding inside her with a lazy roll of my hips. Even though I’d just fucked her, she was tight and gripping, still slick from her own arousal and my cum. Wrapping my arms around her, I continued the slow, lazy glide. There was no hurry at the moment, and I wanted to take my time. To bring her up gently before letting her crest over the edge.
My mouth found the pulse at her neck, and I sucked gently, marking her in the only way I could right now. When I got us back to the Iron Tzars compound, I’d get her a property patch and help her design her tattoo. Then she’d be mine, and there’d be nothing her daddy could do to prevent it. And I was sure he’d try. I was sixteen years her senior. I also wasn’t a good man. No doubt her father wanted her to marry someone who’d killed a bit less than I had. Not to mention I had no idea how to run in the circles Petrov and his associates did. No. I wasn’t good enough for Rose, and I knew it. Didn’t change the fact that I was going to secure her for my own as quickly as possible.
Her pussy gripped me, and she gasped. I brought my mouth back to hers, kissing her as she found her release. The second she clamped down on me, Rose bit my lip, squeezing her eyes shut. A ragged grunt escaped her, and her pussy flooded my dick with her release. That was my cue to let myself go. I shuddered over her, my cock emptying in a scorching climax. Rose whimpered under me, still clutching my body with her arms and legs. Both of us were breathing hard. She didn’t make a sound other than the occasional whimper or sigh.
“What the fuck am I gonna do with you, my beautiful little witch?” It was a question I had no idea how to answer. I knew what I wanted to do, but I wasn’t sure how long I’d be alive after this job was done. Alexi was likely planning my death even now. If I had my way, though, I’d do what I promised. Patch her. Ink her. Make her my ol’ lady.
I had leaned down to kiss her once more when there was a heavy pounding at the door. “What the fuck now?” I was pretty sure it was either Dutch or Bozz outside. Maybe some of their goons, but I didn’t think so. At least, they wouldn’t send other club members without one of them being present. Mainly because they knew I could give two fucks about anyone else in the club and damned sure wouldn’t take orders from any of them.
“It’s Bozz, Atlas. Open the fuck up before I break the fuckin’ door in.”
“I’m gonna kill that motherfucker.” Instead of putting clothes on, I snagged my sidearm, checked the clip and chambered a round before stalking to the door and throwing it open. I brought up my gun to rest the barrel against Bozz’s forehead, cocking it. “You’ve got five seconds to tell me what’s so fuckin’ important. Then I kill you.”
Bozz’s eyes got wide, and he backed up a step, hands raised. “Easy, man. Dutch wants you. Said I was to stay behind to protect your woman.” He grinned at the last like he was looking forward to that particular task.
