by Sophia Gray
He closed the door after him, then shrugged his shoulders. “Her loss. I was serious about her watching us.”
I let out a laugh. “You’re terrible.”
“You love it,” he told me, putting his hands on my waist and pulling me to him.
“Not that I’d ever admit that to you.”
He kissed me again and started backing me up towards the desk. When I felt it at the backs of my thighs, I put my hands against his chest to stop him. “Don’t even think about it,” I told him sternly, though a smile kept trying to break free.
“C’mon, Diana. Jessie already thinks that’s what we’re doing.” He began to kiss along the column of my neck, trying to seduce me.
I swatted at him. “No. We’ve got plans tonight, which means we need to take care of business today. We’ve got a new shipment coming in and I don’t want there to be any problems.”
Ethan relented and we settled down for the next hour, talking about the shipment of drugs we were supposed to get in. Ethan had trucks come in from all over to drop off drugs at his diner. Now, we used The Cut not only to store the excess of those drugs, but to take shipments of its own. We’d only just gotten to this point, so I wanted to make sure things went smoothly.
When we were finishing up, Ethan stood and leaned over the desk towards me. “Sure I can’t interest you in some fun before I go?”
I considered giving in. Even after months of being together, he still managed to make my toes curl, but I resisted the temptation. “No. I told you, we’ve got plans tonight and I want them to be extra special.”
“So I have to suffer for it?” he complained, still mostly teasing.
I shrugged. “The best things are worth waiting for. In part, because you had to wait for them.”
He gave up and grumbled about patience and other worthless things as he left. I laughed a little at him as he went, hoping my little surprise for him tonight would be just as good as I thought it was.
# # #
After The Cut had been closed up for the night, I headed home. I still lived at my place and Ethan at his, though we had extended sleepovers periodically. At first I’d been careful about letting him near my son, but as it turned out, Ethan could be decent to kids. They’d hit it off and Ethan even taught Cody a few card tricks.
But tonight, Cody wasn’t home. I walked in to an empty apartment, shucking off my coat and hanging it by the door. Then I toed off my shoes and headed for the shower, stripping off my pants and shirt as I went. I wanted to get cleaned up before Ethan got here.
I washed thoroughly and shaved every inch of me before getting out. I brushed my teeth, redid my makeup, and put on a slinky black dress that was starting to get just a little too tight on me. I smiled as I thought of why.
“This is going to be good,” I told my reflection.
The door knocked and I heard it open. “Diana, it’s me.” It was Ethan, which I’d figured. He was the only one besides Jessie and Louis who just came in without waiting for me to answer.
“Coming,” I called, then spritzed perfume lightly down my cleavage before heading to join him in the living room.
“Hey, don’t you look like something delicious,” Ethan commented, dragging his eyes over my dress.
“I thought you might like it.”
“I do. Definitely worth the wait.” He came to me, his hands instantly going to my hips. He dragged me against him and began kissing along my neck, just as he had earlier that day. But he paused suddenly and asked, “Where’s Cody?”
I laughed. Cody was the only person that could keep Ethan’s pants on. Everyone else, he wasn’t shy around. Hell, if they didn’t freak out and I didn’t tell him not to, he’d usually let them watch if they wanted.
He’s such an exhibitionist.
“He’s with Louis tonight,” I told him, smiling.
Louis had gone from goon to uncle in a very short amount of time. Instead of leaving Cody at daycare or with babysitters where Ethan felt he was vulnerable, Louis had become a bit of a babysitter himself. I’d been hesitant at first, but now it wasn’t a big deal. Louis was like Jessie. There was a deep trust there.
“Good,” Ethan told me, then began to kiss me again.
He kissed me everywhere he could, his hands sliding up my body to grab my breasts over the fabric of the dress. I moaned a little, though they were swollen and sore. It still felt wonderful.
He maneuvered me back towards the couch until the back of my knees caught it. I went down with a laugh and Ethan crawled over me, his mouth finding my cleavage.
“Ethan,” I moaned. It was difficult to keep my wits about me, but I barely managed. “Ethan, wait.”
He growled. “Damnit, woman. I’ve been waiting all fucking day. What is it already?”
I grinned at him, at his impatience. I took a quick breath and said a silent prayer that he would think this was good news. “I’m pregnant.”
He froze completely, his eyes wide in shock, his mouth just slightly open. “Pregnant?”
I nodded, my grin widening. “Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
I nodded again, feeling a little nervous. He still had that slack-jawed expression on his face, so I wasn’t sure how to read him.
But then he scooped me up into his arms, rolling us over so I was on top, then clutched me to him. “We’re pregnant!”
I laughed, feeling relief and pure joy at the knowledge that he was excited for this baby.
“Pregnant!” he repeated. “Then get out of this damn dress so I can fuck you proper already.”
Looking down at him, I asked, “So you still want me?”
“Hell yes. I want you more than ever. That baby’s mine.” He leaned forward to kiss my stomach for emphasis, then he sat up and kissed me on the mouth. It was all tenderness, reminding me of the affection that had bloomed between us unbidden.
He did get me out of my dress and he made love to me like I was the only thing that mattered in his world.
THE END
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ONE MORE NIGHT: Jungle’s Thorns MC
By Sophia Gray
I MISSED HER TASTE. SO I TOOK HER FOR ONE MORE NIGHT.
Some things aren’t meant to be repeated.
But I missed how it felt to bury myself inside her.
I had to feel it again.
So I did it – I put everything on the line in exchange for one. More. Night.
ISAAC
It was a mistake from the start.
Drink after drink, and a girl who should have stayed firmly in my past.
I should have seen through her deception.
But I f**ked up.
And now, it’s going to cost me everything.
She knew my weaknesses and she exploited them ruthlessly.
I couldn’t blame her, really.
She learned how to be dirty from the best:
Me.
But I’ve got a few tricks left up my sleeve.
I’m going to get her back under my control.
And then I’m gonna make her pay for stabbing me in the back.
It will be long.
It will be painful.
But by the end of it, she’ll recognize that she’ll always belong to me.
STEPHANIE
I didn’t want it to come to this.
But Isaac’s men did something that should never have been done.
Vengeance is required.
And I know how to strike a wound that will never heal.
I know Isaac.
Or rather, I knew him.
But that was a lifetime ago.
He mea
ns nothing to me now.
He’s a monster.
A pawn.
And he deserves to be punished.
At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.
But deep down, there’s a little voice saying something completely different.
It wants me to submit to his touch again.
To beg. To moan. To whimper.
It’s wrong – too wrong.
That can’t happen.
It won’t.
It shouldn’t.
But God, I’d give everything to have one more night with him.
ONE MORE TASTE: A Dark Bad Boy Mafia Romance
By Sophia Gray
One more taste won’t be enough. I need the whole damn thing.
Saying no to me is always a mistake.
It’s gotten men killed, buildings burned…
And in Diana’s case, it’s gotten her stripped bare and bent over my desk.
Maybe next time, when I ask for more, she’ll give me the correct answer instead.
She didn’t ask for this, but since when have I cared about that?
I’m a kingpin, not a coward.
I take what I want.
And I’ve decided that I want her.
I tried to be friendly – at least, at first.
But that wasn’t enough for her.
She tried to snub me.
To ignore me.
And that’s never a smart decision.
I don’t have a choice now.
I have to break her.
I have to own her completely.
I have to feast on her lips, her legs, her heart.
Only when I’ve wrung her dry will I be satisfied.
At least, that’s what I thought.
But it turns out that there were some things I didn’t see coming.
Maybe my little toy was playing me all along.
SUBMISSION: A Dark Bad Boy Baby Romance (The Marauders MC)
SEX ISN’T ENOUGH – I NEED HER TOTAL SUBMISSION.
I’ve got demons on my trail and skeletons in my closet.
But they won’t stop me from making her mine.
I need her to submit everything to me:
Her innocence. Her willingness. And her womb.
I never thought I’d want to be a father.
But the new girl at the bar is awakening things in me I never knew were there.
She’s running from her past, just like me.
It’s easy to recognize the hunger in her – I feel it, too.
She’s terrified – of the wrong things, though.
She thinks her criminal ex-boyfriend is going to come hurt her.
But what she should be scared of is something much closer…
Me.
I’m starving for a taste of her purity.
I want her to give it to me – all of it.
I want her on her knees, begging me for permission to move a single muscle.
I get what I want, of course.
I always do.
But it doesn’t take long before dominating her isn’t enough.
I need more.
Her body alone won’t satisfy me.
There’s only one thing left that she can give me:
A baby.
DADDY’S ANGEL: A Dark Bad Boy Baby Romance (Crowns of Satan MC)
DADDY’S ANGEL WILL STAY BENT OVER UNTIL HE’S DONE WITH HER.
I hired her for my business. I kept her for my pleasure.
She’s perfectly wrong for me, but I don’t give a damn.
Daddy’s gonna wring every ounce of pleasure out of this girl.
Until there’s nothing left to take.
She should have kicked me out the second I walked in her door.
Well, she should have tried, at least.
Not that it would have worked.
I’m too big, too tattooed, too much man for her to do anything but submit to me.
And submit she did.
She did what I asked her to do, what I needed for my club to survive.
And then she stripped naked and did what I needed to sate my hunger.
I f*cked her silly.
F*cked her raw…
F*cked her senseless, dripping wet.
And when I was finished, I did it again.
There’s only one thing to do with an angel like her:
Fill her with my seed until she gives me an angel of my own.
DADDY’S PRINCESS: The Horsemen MC
The princess has my c*ck in her mouth and my baby in her belly.
I’d had hundreds of girls before her.
But she’d never had a man – until I came along.
She’s never had a lot of things, in fact: no pleasure, no pain…and no baby.
Looks like I’m going to change all that.
I was a walking mistake for a girl like her.
She should have stayed the hell away.
But how could she?
I’m six and a half feet of muscle and steel.
Inky tattoos crawl over my skin like snakes – beckoning, teasing, seducing.
She never had a f*cking choice.
The minute she stepped into that bar, she was mine.
She stuck out like a sore thumb.
A princess in a biker bar?
Sounds like the start of a bad joke.
But this was more like the start of a wicked night.
I took her home, stripped her bare, made her beg for my taste and my seed.
And when she’d said “please” enough, I let her have it.
Over.
And over.
And over again.
When it was done, I expected never to see her again.
Turns out, that was dead wrong.
Victoria wasn’t just any girl.
She was royalty – true royalty.
And now she’s got a biker’s baby in her stomach.
FILLED: Berserkers MC
I’ll fill her with my wrath, my heat…and my baby.
I was stabbed in the back and sent to rot in jail.
Now that I’m free, there’s only one thing on my mind: revenge.
I’m going to find the man that framed me, and kill him.
Then I’m going to find the woman that betrayed me, and fill her.
I thought I loved her.
But after years spent wasting away in that godforsaken cell, I know better.
Now, all I want is to break her.
Zelda served me up to my enemies on a silver g*ddamn platter.
I have to get answers.
But even more than that, I have to get even.
My first steps out of prison carry me to her front door.
And who do I see inside?
Warming the bed I used to sleep in?
Eating the dishes I used to eat from?
F*cking the woman I used to be with?
Santos.
That bastard.
That cold-blooded villain.
I thought they’d already stooped as low as any humans could go.
But I’m going to send them one step lower:
To a hell they never saw coming.
Whether by the violence of the gun or of the hard, brutal f*ck…
I’m coming to claim what’s mine.
BOUNTY: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance (Giustini Family Mafia)
I was just a call girl. He made me a vessel for his baby.
I thought joining a brothel would be easier than my old life. And for a while, it was.
Until Sebastian showed up.
He’s a powerful earner for the Giustini crime family, and he gets whatever he wants.
He wants sex? He gets it. He wants submission? He gets it.
He wants a baby? Well…I have no other choice.
My life has never been easy.
I’d been working the streets since I was a young girl.
It was hardly a fairy tale, but it was what I had to do to survive.
I thought I’d seen the worst this city
had to offer…
But I was so, so wrong.
What seems like a golden opportunity – safe, steady employment in Katrina Giustini’s brothel – turns out to be more like the edge of a cliff.
Sebastian, a notorious drug dealer for the Giustini mob, takes a liking to me.
But his affection has a cruel streak.
Before I know it, I’m cuffed to his bed while his broad hands squeeze and spank and seize me.
The sickest part of all is this…