Silver Saints MC: Volume 1

by Davenport, Fiona

  “Careful, little doll,” he warned, turning around and leaning back against the countertop. “If you look long enough, you’re going to get more than an eyeful.”

  My gaze slowly descended from his sexy face, to his muscular chest that had a *gulp* piercing on one of his nipples, his hard abs and landed on where the towel was now tented.. “Yeah, it seems like it.”

  His smile widened as he stalked toward me. “Feeling a little feisty after all that sleep?”

  I sat back on my heels and bit my bottom lip, letting my gaze slowly wander back up to his face before I released it. “Yeah, I guess you could say that.”

  “Good.” He slid his hands around my rib cage and pulled until I was kneeling all the way up. Then he bent low, his lips a mere inch from mine. “Because that means you’re ready for what I’ve been wanting to do since the moment I laid eyes on you in the bar.”

  I quirked a brow at him. “What’s that?”

  “Getting a taste of you,” he murmured before his mouth crashed against mine. My lips parted on a gasp, and his tongue swept inside. There was nothing gentle or tentative about his kiss; he devoured me. His palms cradled my face, tilting my head back to get a better angle and deepen the kiss. My hands crept up, stroking his bare chest. Mapping his abdominal muscles, sharp ridges separated into a six-pack.

  When my exploration dipped lower, a deep groan rumbled up his throat and his hands wrapped around my wrists. “Not sure you’re ready for what’ll happen if my towel drops.”

  “You might be right,” I agreed, my fingers teasing a line above the towel to his hip. “But I want more.”

  “Then that’s what I’ll give you.” His hands dropped down to my shoulders as he brushed his mouth over mine again before he gently pushed me back until I was lying on the bed. “With me doing the exploring this time.”

  My back arched, pushing my breasts up. They ached for his touch, and he didn’t make me wait for relief. He cupped the rounded globes with his hands, and the pebbled tips pressed into his palms. Trailing kisses along my jawline, he kneaded my breasts. I moaned when he sucked at the skin over my pulse point at my neck. “That’s right, little doll. Let me hear how much you like what I do to you.”

  “It feels so good,” I gasped as his thumbs flicked my nipples.

  “It’s about to get a whole lot better,” he promised, tugging the shirt up to my neck. I went to lift it over my head, but he stopped me. “Nuh-uh. The shirt stays there until I take it off.”

  I pouted, ready to complain, but then his lips wrapped around my nipple and a groan came out instead. I lost myself in the pleasure he gave me as he used his mouth to toy with one breast and his fingers with the other, switching sides over and over again until I was writhing beneath him. His hand drifted lower to cup my pussy, and I whimpered in need. Grinding his palm against my clit, he growled, “Give it to me, my little doll. Let me watch you fly apart.”

  My hips jerked up and down as I rode his hand until my body tensed up. “Please,” I panted.

  He twisted his wrist and circled my clit with his thumb, giving me what I needed to go over the edge. Spots burst behind my eyelids, and the most intense pleasure I’d ever felt roared through me, starting at my uterus and flowing through my body. “Whoa,” I breathed, melting into the mattress.

  “Fucking beautiful,” he murmured against my cheek after stretching out next to me. I cuddled into his side, grinning up at him. “I hate to ruin the moment but filling you in on what we’ve learned will probably be easier to hear while you’re still limp from the orgasm I gave you.”

  I dropped my head against his chest, some of my glow dimming. “It’s so bad that you needed to butter me up?”

  “Nah.” His smile was full of male satisfaction. “I’m just taking advantage of your relaxed state, something I plan on putting you in on a regular basis.”

  I probably should’ve objected to his cockiness, but I wasn’t going to argue over his orgasm-giving goals. Not now that I knew how earth-shattering they were. “What’d you find?”

  “Hack pulled up the police reports”—my brows went up since he’d basically just admitted he’d had a member of his MC break the law for me, but he just smiled and shook his head—“and between their investigation and the autopsy, they narrowed the time of death to less than thirty minutes after you saw that douchebag enter the building.”

  I heaved a deep sigh. “Which means he has even more reason to find me now.”

  “I’m thinking he already knew, and that’s why he showed up at your work,” he corrected.

  My head jerked back in surprise. “Dang, his dad’s connections have to be even better than I thought if he found out that fast.”

  Dom's arm tightened around me. “His dad doesn’t need any connections. He’s on the force.”

  “Oh, no.” I shook my head, hoping I’d heard him wrong. We were going up against a cop who was out to protect his son, which brought this to a new level. “You guys need to back off. If you catch this guy’s attention, it could be bad for you.”

  “No way in hell are we backing down, doll.” He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “I told Hack to hunt down anything he could find on him and his dad to use as leverage. There’s bound to be a fuck ton of shit for him to dig up. We’ll be fine.”

  I couldn’t wrap my brain around his willingness to go to battle for me. To put himself and the men he considered brothers at risk for someone he’d met the day before. “Why are you doing all of this for me?”

  6

  Dom

  Lucy’s bright blue pools were filled with confusion, and I didn’t like seeing it replace the glassy fog of satisfaction that had been there minutes before. I hadn’t intended to move this fast with her, but I didn’t like her wondering about what she was to me and how far I would go to protect her.

  I shifted our bodies until she was fully underneath me and I was pressed against her, though my elbows held the brunt of my weight. I completely dwarfed her and loved the way it felt to know every inch of her was protected by my body. “Because you’re mine,” I said simply as I stared at her beautiful pixie-like face.

  She cocked her head to the side and studied me. The confusion was still there, but it was being pushed out by a glimmer of hope. Her cheeks bloomed crimson, but she didn’t look away, which was hot as fuck. “Yours?” she asked.

  My gaze dropped to her rosebud lips, and I nearly groaned when her little pink tongue darted out to leave a glistening trail of moisture. “That’s right,” I responded, completely distracted by her mouth and all the places I wanted to feel it on my body.

  “Um, I don’t belong to anyone...?” That got my attention real quick. But not because I was angry. It was the way she stated it as though it was a question. However, instead of calling her out on her indecision, I decided to play her game for a few minutes.

  Since she was so small, I had to tilt her head back and bend mine down so that our faces were barely an inch apart. I could feel her warm, rapid breaths on my lips. “Is that so?” Her body trembled, and her eyes darkened with desire as I pressed my pelvis into her so she could feel my rock-hard erection. But still, she pursed her sweet lips and nodded.

  Her nipples were beaded and poking through her shirt, and it was bunched up under her tits, so I could feel the heat of her pussy through the boxers. The towel had come loose when I moved over her, but she hadn’t seemed to notice yet. I ground my hips in a circular motion, and she let out a little moan, making me chuckle. “Your body says otherwise, doll.”

  “I can’t help it that you’re so hot,” she muttered as she flicked my nipple ring. Her whole face turned as red as a tomato, and I grinned. I doubted she knew that messing with my piercing sent bolts of pleasure straight to my cock, but now didn’t seem like the best moment to educate her.

  “Just ’cause I’m hot?” I had a hunch it was a fuck of a lot more than that. Her kisses had been sexy as fuck. She had a natural sensuousness that I was dying to explore. But they’d
been unpracticed, which was probably a good thing since I was rusty as hell. I couldn’t remember the last time I used my lips for anything besides talking and eating. I didn’t give her a chance to answer before guessing. “Never let a man between these thighs, have you?” Even though I was sure of the answer, the question still sent a bolt of rage streaking through me. I didn’t let her see it, though, because I didn’t want her to think my anger was directed at her.

  Lucy shook her head.

  “'Cause you were waiting for me to claim you, little doll.” I knew I sounded arrogant, but I was certain I was one hundred percent right. I ground my hips into her again and dipped my head to place hot, wet kisses along her jaw and down the column of her throat. She moaned and bucked into me, drawing a growl of approval from my chest. “Gonna prove to you that you’re mine,” I grunted before capturing her lips for a deep kiss.

  I had intended to tease her a bit, maybe make her come one more time before letting her up, but it was a stupid plan. As our tongues danced, I rocked into her and my cock glided along the fabric so smoothly that I realized she was fucking soaked. That was all it took to snap my control. All the blood in my body drained to my throbbing dick, and the only thought remaining in my head was that I needed to claim her as mine once and for all. I was gonna sink inside her tight virgin pussy and make her scream my name over and over while I pumped her full of my seed.

  Urgency filled me with a desperation to feel her skin against mine. I didn’t bother taking off the shirt I’d given her. I grabbed the collar on the front and ripped it down the center. Lucy gasped, but it quickly became a passionate cry when I latched onto one of her plump, peach nipples. Despite being so tiny, Lucy was rocking a set of tits that could’ve made her a porn star. Her hands delved into my hair while I feasted on her big, round globes.

  She rubbed her pussy against me and mewled like a cat in heat. Although they couldn’t go all the way, her legs came up and wrapped around me. The reminder of her size penetrated the fog of hunger surrounding me. Fuck. I needed to slow the hell down. If I didn’t get Lucy ready for me, I was afraid I’d tear her in two with my long, thick cock.

  Keeping that thought on repeat in my mind, I managed to gain a little of my control back. I gave each nipple one last kiss, then slid down Lucy’s sweat-slicked body until my shoulders were wedged between her thighs. I tore the boxers off her too, and she sucked in a breath and tried to close her legs, but I held them open with my bent arms.

  Her pussy was pink and swollen, dripping with her honey and I licked my lips in anticipation of tasting her sweetness. “Gotta get you ready for me, doll,” I rasped as I used my thumbs to spread her folds apart, revealing her hard bud peeking out from under its hood, begging for attention. I licked up her center and spurted a little come out of my steel rod when Lucy moaned and a gush of juices spilled from her channel. “Fuck,” I grunted. “You taste as sweet as honey, doll. I think you’re my new favorite meal.”

  I opened my mouth over her whole pussy and sucked the sweet nectar before licking up anything I missed. Then I swirled my tongue around her clit a few times before dragging it back down to spear inside her tight hole. After doing that a few times, Lucy’s grip on my hair had become downright painful, and each time she yanked, my cock released another spurt of jizz.

  “Please,” she begged.

  “Need to come, little doll?” I mumbled against her hot flesh.

  “Yes! Please!”

  I teased her a little more until she was shaking with desire. Then I swiped my tongue over her clit, making her cry out before lifting my head to stare into her lust-filled eyes. “Tell me who owns this pussy, and I’ll let you come.”

  Lucy didn’t hesitate. “You,” she panted. Her immediate agreement almost pushed me over the edge, but I summoned the strength from who the fuck knows where to hold off my orgasm. I pushed my pinkie inside her—it was all that would fit right then—and sucked hard on her clit. She exploded with an ear-piercing scream, shaking violently as her orgasm wracked her body. Her pussy pulsed around my finger, and as it softened slightly, I replaced my pinkie with my index finger. Curling it up, I scraped along her most sensitive spot and drew out her climax so that I could work another finger inside. Then a third. With my mouth and fingers, I pushed her over the edge a second time.

  Satisfied I’d done everything I could to get her ready, I rose to my knees and threw her legs onto my shoulders. Then I grabbed her ass and lifted it so that she was at the perfect angle to impale her with my cock.

  Lucy’s eyes had been squeezed shut, but when she felt my tip at her opening, her lids lifted. Her gaze dropped to the giant dick between my legs, and they grew wide and round. “Um, I don’t think that thing will fit!” she squeaked.

  A steady stream of thick, creamy come was leaking from the red, swollen head of my cock. I grabbed my shaft and slowly rubbed it up and down her slit. Circling her entrance, I mixed my seed with her juices to make her wet and slick. “Don’t worry, little doll,” I rasped. “Your pussy was made for this cock. I told you, you’re mine.”

  She tensed when I breached her entrance, and I clenched my jaw in an effort to keep from slamming inside. “Relax, Lucy,” I demanded softly as I pressed my thumb on her clit and rubbed little circles.

  “Yesssss,” she moaned and her hips bucked up, pushing me an inch inside her. Her pussy was so tight that even having just that little bit inside her had black spots floating around in my vision.

  “Fuck, doll,” I grunted. “Feels so good. So damn tight.” I watched my cock slowly disappear as I continued to work my way in until I felt the resistance that made me want to beat my chest and shout like a fucking caveman. No one else would ever know the heaven of being inside this pussy. “Look at me, Lucy,” I demanded suddenly. Her eyes flew to mine, and I bumped the thin barrier for emphasis when I growled, “Once I pop this cherry, there is no going back, do you understand?” There wasn’t any way in hell I was going to let her go no matter what, but I wanted her to understand what it meant when she gave me her innocence.

  “You on anything?” Lucy shook her head and looked a little panicked, but I didn’t let her dwell on it. “Going in bare, doll,” I told her, my tone making it clear that this was a statement, not a question. “Gonna take this virgin pussy and make it mine. Fuck you so hard and deep that you’ll never question who you belong to. But I’m gonna make sure as fuck that everyone else knows it too when I fill you with my come.”

  Her eyes fogged with desire, and I wasn’t completely sure she was coherent enough to pick up what I was saying. But I was too far gone to spend any more time on words. She’d figure it out when her belly was round and swollen with our baby. “This isn’t just about sex, Lucy. When I say you’re mine, I mean in every way possible. But I’m gonna start by popping the cherry you saved just for me.”

  I rocked against her, and she moaned, and her hands crept up her ribs to cup her tits. “Pluck those nipples for me, doll. Pretend my hands are squeezing those tits. I can’t fucking wait to lick them when they’re dripping with milk.” I was oozing come, and I didn’t want to waste any more, so I grabbed her ass and tilted her pelvis before driving in, tearing through her virginity and bottoming out.

  “Fuck!” I shouted. Stars burst in front of my eyes, and I felt lightheaded as I shattered with the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced. “Oh fuck, yeah.” I couldn’t believe I’d lost control like a horny teenager, but I was so fucking hot for Lucy that despite the massive amount of come filling her unprotected womb, I was still hard as a baseball bat.

  I started to move, slowly pulling out and pushing back in. Lucy’s pussy was rippling around my dick, her body spasming from the feel of my hot seed filling her and my cock dragging along her walls. “Another one, Lucy,” I demanded. I sped up, and she grabbed her hair and pulled as her back bowed, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

  “Yes! Yes! Yes!” She started screaming with each thrust of my hips, spiraling higher and higher.
When she was right on the edge, I stilled, and her eyes flew to mine, filled with desperation.

  “I want to hear you screaming the name of the man who claimed you, doll,” I growled. “The man who owns this pussy. Tell me his name.”

  “Dominic,” she whined as she clenched her inner walls, trying to urge me to move.

  “That’s fucking right. Say it again.”

  When she called my name again, I rewarded her by pulling out almost to the tip and slamming back inside.

  “Yes! Dominic! Oh yes! Dominic! Dominic!” She screamed my name with every thrust as I pounded into her like a man possessed. Each time I heard it fall from her lips, I lost a little more of myself until I was nothing but a wild animal rutting inside my mate.

  “Let go, doll,” I growled. “Squeeze that tight pussy and milk your man’s cock until he comes.” Her walls clamped down like a vise and I shouted. “Fuck, yes! Oh, Fuck! That’s it. Fuck!”

  Lucy’s body tensed for a heartbeat, and then she clawed at the sheets beside her as a raw scream ripped from her chest, and she exploded around me. I roared her name as I followed her over the edge.

  7

  Lucy

  Dom and I were cuddled on the couch in his room, watching our third James Bond movie of the day after we’d gotten into a disagreement over who played him the best. Dom insisted it was Sean Connery, while I was all about Daniel Craig with Pierce Brosnan as a close second. We both wanted the chance to prove ourselves right, so we each got to pick a movie with our favorite. Neither of us were swayed, but we were having so much fun, we decided to watch another.