by Crimson Syn
“Come on, baby. Don’t make me beg.” I started to plunge in and out of her depths, the sounds of her juicy pussy made me full of pride that I could produce this in her, that I was the only one to drive her this crazy.
“Oh God, Gray! Yes! Yes!”
I chuckled and nipped at her thigh. “Yes what, baby?”
“Yes! I’ll move in with you, okay! Just do it, give me your cock!”
I shoved down my briefs and brought her down towards my aching shaft. Her body twisted in eagerness as I slid up into her opening and plunged into her tight cavern. It was such a sweet and erotic scene to watch my thick swollen cock plunge in and out of her. She screamed and shook as her muscles gripped onto me tightly. In a few smooth strokes, my body tensed and I felt my cock surge as streams of my seed coated her insides. She opened her lips in a silent scream as we rode out wave after wave of ecstasy.
She was constantly fighting me on control. A few days ago, she fought me when I told the brothers she was mine, today she was fighting me on moving in. If she was going to fight me on everything, then so was I. A few nights ago, I found her birth control pills in the bathroom and yes, I replaced them with sugar pills. I know, I’m an asshole, but these were the extremes I have to go to in order to get her to be my wife. Believe me; she wasn’t fighting me when I had my cock deep inside her. It was the only way to show her how much she belonged to me.
EPILOGUE
“Grayson! Fuck me!”
I’ll never get tired of hearing her beg me to take her. Sometimes I make her suffer through it, slowing down just as her orgasm is about to take her over, and some days, like today, I just wanted to hear her scream my name as I made love to her.
This was one of the few moments I could have with her since I was spending most of my nights watching over the club and the members. Gabriel Moreno was still out there, and we all knew Tuco was protecting him. The moment I got my hands on his brother, I was going to rip his spleen out.
Wolf kept telling me to remember the family I was now building, but I needed to make sure that fucker paid for what he did to my baby. Just the mere thought that he had laid a hand on her made my blood boil. If I get to him first, it’s going to take an army to stop me from pummeling him to death. I only prayed there was one around to save me.
“Baby, you make love so good.” I whisper in her ear as she clenches me tightly inside her. I know she likes the sound of my dirty talking, but lately she purrs at my sweet talking too.
“I love you, Grayson.”
I slow my strokes and look down at her. She’s sprawled beneath me as I take her on the soft sand of Malibu Beach. This was an impromptu detour off the isolated Highway 1, since she hasn’t been able to keep her hands off me after she told me I was going to be a daddy. We had been living together for three months, and although I had tried everything to get her pregnant, I was starting to doubt myself. Until today, today she had given me the best gift a man could ever have.
“Gray, don’t stop.” She whined, and stroked my chest.
“Marry me.”
I slid inside her and pulled out slowly, coaxing out an answer.
She moaned. “Gray, we talked about this.”
“Fuck, Rahyne. Just say yes.” I demanded through gritted teeth as I felt her pussy throb around my nearly bursting shaft. This had become my favorite way to get an answer from her, and I adored her for forcing me to do it.
“Gray,” she breathed, bringing her hips up to take me in further.
I breathed out gaining some control. “Marry me, baby. I need to know you’re mine.”
She lifted her pelvis against me and whimpered. “But I am yours.”
“Not legally, you’re not.”
She whined and continued to swivel her hips. Her movements were enticing as fuck, but I kept my control until she gave me what I was asking for. I ran my hands up to her breasts, cupping and palming her nipples. She arched her back for me and I leaned in to taste one of her sweet buds.
“Grayson, please.”
“Marry me, Rahyne. Let me be yours forever.”
She giggled and gasped as I sucked in her other bud into my mouth, biting down gently on it. “When you put it that way…”
I looked down at her; I could tell hope lined my features. “Is that a yes?”
She bit her lip and ran her hands across my beard. “Yes! You relentless, delicious man. Yes!”
I growled as I kissed her and rammed my cock into her tight core gaining a squeal from her pretty lips.
She moaned and sighed as I gave her what she needed. As I gave her my body and myself. Because as much as Rahyne was mine, I was hers, and that was something no one could ever take from us.
“I’m going to make you the happiest woman alive.”
She laughed and moaned at the same time. “I already am, baby. I’m so happy.”
“I love you, baby.”
She arched her back, cumming from my words. I groaned as I felt her pulse around me and I let myself go, relishing in the feeling of my future wife consuming me. It was pure perfection.
COMING SOON…
Thank you for indulging in Grayson’s story. If you want to find out what dangers lurk ahead for the Hell’s Lovers stay tuned for Riggs, our club’s sexy Daddy, Riggs cums this August 2017.
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NOW FOR THAT special sneak peek into Riggs’ world…
RIGGS
A HELL’S LOVERS MC, #3
I’m a sick, perverted fuck.
I want to defile the only innocent thing that exists in this god forsaken place.
Luna is as pure as they come, nineteen, untouched, and beautiful.
But I can’t have her. It’s not right.
A woman like Luna deserves someone better than me.
But the hunger I have for her seeks control,
And I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold back much longer.
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Jason Riggs is as hot as they come.
He’s everything I yearn for in this empty life of mine.
Hiding away in Ravenous is my only hope for a future, and I want Riggs to be a part of it.
But he’s hiding something, something wicked and dirty.
I won’t stop until I find out his secrets.
And when I do, he’ll be all mine.
PROLOGUE
A year ago…
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“SO WHAT DO YOU THINK?”
“She’s got a nice curve to her.”
“How long do you think before I have to pick her up?”
“Give me about a week with her and I’ll have her all primed up so you can ride her away into the sunset, bro.”
“Make sure you take good care of her.”
“Dude, it’s a paint job. Pick her up in a week.”
I walked out of Knox’s auto repair shop feeling hesitant and even a little strange having to walk home. But Knox had promised me a paint job and who better to do it than one of the brothers. I was feeling absolutely exhausted and completely out of it. I had just finished a job and my body was finally feeling it.
I was in the business of stalking people. Not the type of stalking your perverted little mind is thinking about, although that kind could definitely be a lot of fun. No. I do surveillance installments for a special array of clients. I had built a pretty good reputation of keeping to myself and keeping my mouth shut. Word spreads pretty quickly around the more affluent members of society, and every now and then I’d get a call with pretty high payouts. A good side job to have as a Hell’s Lovers, it gave us access to a lot of information with a lot of profitable benefits.
In this particular case, the lady wanted surveillance done on her cheating husband. I had placed a few cameras in the house, but I needed to set up visual and audio in his office at work. Getting in without being noticed was the hardest part, especially when I had to infiltrate the security system first. Did I mention I also handled a few hacking jobs on the side. Nights like this were few and far betwe
en, but like I said, this job alone would pay my rent for at least a year. The way I saw it, it had to be done, and it felt great to add another zero to the amount in my savings account.
The streets were dead silent and I was deep in thought as I crossed the street and headed to my apartment. A shrill scream coming from one of the warehouse alleys stopped me dead in my tracks. I froze and waited, but I didn’t hear anything else. Out of the corner of my eye, about a block away, I saw a young girl run out into the street only to be dragged back into the shadows. This part of the street had more than a few broken street lamps, and my body tensed as I tried to adjust my eyes to the darkness. At the same time, I was assessing my surroundings, but the back streets were always pretty much empty at this time of night.
I slowly made my way up the block, keeping myself on alert in case someone jumped out at me. I was ex-Navy Seal, sneaking up on someone was my expertise. Well that and being able to use anything in my reach as a weapon, now that was a honed trait.
As I rounded the corner, her piercing scream shot me into action and my survival instincts kicked in. As I came up to the dark alley anger coursed through my veins. The man was a big guy, taller than me, and that’s pretty big considering I’m six two. The girl looked so tiny and fragile pressed up into the concrete wall. Her jeans were at her ankles and he was struggling to pull his own pants down as he dug his hands in between her legs.
“Open up, you fucking whore! Don’t you dare fight me! It’s fucking time I get paid for all the shit I’ve given you!”
I scowled in disgust at him and stealthily came up behind them. Her big blue innocent eyes focused on me, unshed tears making them glisten. In that moment, I felt the dire need to save her and take her far away from there. She was a fighter and immediately struggled harder as I approached. But the mother fucker didn’t like that and he reached back and punched her in the gut taking her breath away. Feeling as if all the demons were carrying me over to them, I grabbed him from the collar of his shirt. Catching him off guard, I put all my strength into my fist and punched him twice on the side, right up against the liver. He grunted and staggered back. Her knees gave way and she dropped to the ground. I stepped in to grab her before she collapsed to the floor.
Taking her in my arms, I leaned her gently back against the wall. Her eyes met mine for a brief moment. “Give me a second, baby girl. I’ll be right back.
I then turned back to the piece of shit behind me. In his hurry to get at her, one hand was struggling to keep his pants pulled up while the other held a blade.
“She’s fucking mine!” he yelled out.
I growled in anger and lunged at him. He swung his arm around, but I caught him by the wrist and squeezed. His eyes widened and his mouth opened in horror at the sound of his bone cracking. He screamed as his fingers released the knife. I hit him with a clear upper cut that sent him sprawling onto the pavement a few feet away from me. I had to be careful or I’d kill him. My training taught me how to kill, but it also taught me control. I straddled his large form and grabbed him up by the collar. I punched with precision, twice in the nose, a feeling of satisfaction running through me as I heard the crack. He groaned and grabbed his face. I fisted his shirt and forced him to look at me.
“I see you around here again and I’ll fucking end you.” I shoved him back and the coward crumpled back on the pavement and scurried into a corner.
I went back to the fainted beauty. Dark raven locks flowed around her face and I pushed them back and lingered on her soft features. She looked young and fragile. My eyes took in her long lashes that touched high rosy cheekbones. Her red lips were slightly parted and her breathing was soft and steady. I looked down and her shirt had been torn open exposing two round pillows that were encased in what looked like the softest lace. The urge to lean my head there was sudden and unexpected.
I swallowed hard and scrunched my eyes shut. Looking up to the sky, I let my hands guide me as they trailed down her naked thighs and knees until I found the waistband of her panties. Not looking at her was even worse, since my hands could feel her soft warmth even more intensely. Hastily, I lifted her, dragging her jeans up over her hips and waist. Her tiny body leaned against mine and the soft scent of lavender filled the air around her. I breathed her in as I cradled her in my arms and walked the five blocks to my apartment.
As soon as I entered, I slammed the door shut and made my way into the bedroom. I laid her on my bed and took a good long look at the delicate beauty. She was so young, so innocent. For some reason, my body became alive with arousal, but I kept myself under control. She was pulling at my body with some sort of invisible magnet and I was in complete shock at myself. My mind filled with thoughts of how sweet her cunt would taste on my lips, and how long and sleek her hair was, perfect to twist in my fist, giving me control over her small body as I drove my cock snugly inside of her.
I turned and left her lying there. I walked out and took the elevator up to Grayson’s loft. I needed a place to crash, and the club’s VP had plenty of rooms to spare. To be honest, I didn’t trust myself to be near her, didn’t trust myself to be alone with her.
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(OUT AUGUST 2017)
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