“I want it,” she moans as she looks at me, begging with her eyes. “That’s what I want. Give me all of you.”
I grab her other ass cheek with my hand and pull her cheeks apart as I slide in until I can feel her hymen stopping me from going any further.
With a squeeze of my hands, I thrust through, taking her virginity, taking what’s mine.
She whimpers and whines as I sink all the way into her tight throbbing cunt. Her hot silky walls are squeezing every inch of me. I hold it in, amazed at how good she feels.
“Your dick,” she moans. “Is. So. Big.” She’s gasping with every word. Her legs are trembling beside me as she gets used to my impressive size.
I start to slowly drag my cock back out. My eyes are locked on my shaft, which is covered in the beautiful sight of her cream and virginity.
I don’t think I could love this girl anymore than I do in this moment. I’m completely obsessed with her and I know that I’m going to sink into her like this every chance I get until the day I die.
After a few slow and easy strokes, her pussy starts to loosen up a bit and she takes me easier. She seems to be getting into it more and more with every thrust. My kitten keeps pushing back against me every time I thrust forward.
“You were so innocent when I found you,” I growl as I fuck her harder. The bed keeps inching across the room with every pump of my hips. “Now, look at you. Bare ass in the air, begging for more of my dick.”
“It feels so good,” she moans. “I can’t help it.”
She grabs onto the sheets with her fist as the headboard slams into the wall, over and over again. I’m sliding in and out of her heat, thrusting ruthlessly into her ripe and willing body.
Her tightness starts drawing the come from my balls, milking it out of me until I can’t take it anymore and I feel like I’m going to erupt.
“I’m going to come in your little pussy,” I growl. “My raw cock is going to breed you, kitten.”
“Yes!” She starts slamming her hips back into me as she looks over her shoulder with a challenging look. “Fill me with your come.”
I grab a fistful of her hair and yank her head back as I drive into her faster and harder. “You first. I want to feel your pussy coming on my cock.”
It doesn’t take long. With my grip on her hair, she starts to unravel and I feel her pussy tighten even more on my stiff shaft.
I can’t take it anymore. I can’t hold back.
With a savage grunt and a hard thrust, I let go and come deep in her virgin pussy. We both cry out as our orgasms ravage us together as if we’re one. We are one right now. We belong together. We belong like this.
When my balls are empty and she can no longer hold herself up, I slide out of her and she collapses onto the bed.
My dick is coated in her thick cream. My hot come is leaking out of her pussy and onto her thigh as she lays on the bed, trying to regain her composure.
I took her with no protection and I can’t help but smile. Her womb is coated in my seed and I just pray that it’s going to start growing.
I want to stare at the beautiful sight of her red swollen pussy covered in my come for hours, but the orgasm yanked all the energy out of me and I collapse to the bed beside her.
She moans contently when I wrap my big tattooed arm around her and pull her into my embrace.
We already fit so perfectly. Like two puzzle pieces made for each other.
Destined for each other.
Because that’s what we are.
Chapter Nine
Daisy
My whole body feels like it’s glowing. I feel nothing but warmth, contentment, gratification, and satisfaction as I lay on Killian’s bed with him beside me.
We’re both naked and wrapped up in one another’s limbs as we gaze into each other’s eyes, wondering if anything will ever be the same again.
I already know it won’t be.
We’re meant to be together.
He’s been telling me that since the moment we met and I’m finally starting to believe it.
“You can’t go back,” he says. “You have to stay with me.”
I swallow hard as I stare into his eyes. This is the conversation I was worried about having. What’s going to happen when it’s time for me to return to my home in California? Will he want me to stay or be excited to get rid of me? I guess I have my answer now…
“Go back where?” I ask slowly. “To my father’s or to my home?”
“Both,” he says as his grip on me tightens. “I need you, Daisy. I don’t know if I can survive without you.”
I stroke his cheek to calm some of the panic in his eyes. “I don’t have to go back to my father’s tonight. He’s leaving for work around five tomorrow morning and he won’t wake me up before he leaves.”
I feel a warmth settling between my legs, knowing that we can lay naked like this for the next few hours. His hand slides up my thigh and rests on my hip.
“I was serious when I said you’re mine,” he says as his hand creeps over my ass. He grips my cheek and pulls me onto my stomach. “You belong to me. Understand that?”
I’m already getting wet as he straddles my legs and holds me down. I shiver when I feel his hard cock grazing the crack of my ass.
“Whose pussy is this?” he growls.
I’m about to answer, but then gasp instead when I feel his thick tip sliding up my folds. I open my legs wider, hoping he’ll sink that big thick cock deep into me.
“It’s yours,” I gasp as I squeeze my eyes shut. All of my focus is down there, concentrating on his cock as it slowly penetrates me.
“That’s right, it’s mine,” he says as he sinks all the way in.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan as he fills me up. He’s so damn large. I feel completely stuffed with him like this. It’s heavenly.
“That’s right, it’s mine,” he whispers in my ear. He presses some of his weight on top of me, letting me know that he’s in charge. “And you’re going to stay here, right?”
“Yes.”
“You’re going to move in with me?”
He starts thrusting harder, making my whole body tremble.
“Yes.”
“You’re going to marry me?”
“Fuck yeah,” I moan. I’ll do whatever he wants as long as he keeps treating me like this.
“Good.”
He thrusts in hard and holds his cock deep inside me as he comes into my wet pussy. Once I feel the warmth of his come filling up, I let go as well, coming harder than I did before.
I guess I don’t have a choice now.
I guess I have to marry him.
I just hope he doesn’t make me wait too long.
I want to be his in every way and I want it now.
* * *
When Killian said he wanted to marry me, I thought that maybe we would take some time to get used to the idea, but this sexy biker has other plans for us.
I’m gripping onto him as we ride through town to the courthouse to get married. He said he didn’t want to be single for one more second when I could be his wife.
This is probably too fast. It might be a bad idea. But it feels so right and I’m in the mood to do something crazy.
We stop at a light and my hand starts moving down to Killian’s bulge.
“Oh, fuck, kitten,” he moans as I feel his erection growing under my palm. “You’re killing me.”
I bite my lip and grin as I look at the Heartlands logo on his back—a skull with wings.
My hand darts away—just when things are starting to get interesting—when a car pulls up beside us on our right.
It takes me a second to recognize it, but it’s the same car as yesterday. Michail’s car if I remember correctly.
My stomach hardens and my adrenaline spikes as I watch Michail roll down the window. He threatened Killian and now he’s back.
“What the fuck do you want?” Killian roars at him.
“You think you can fuck with the Russ
ians?” Michail pulls out a gun and I scream as he points it at the man I love.
Killian kicks it out of his hand before it goes off and it clatters under the car. Another car behind him sees all of this and peels away through the red light, his tires squealing.
I grip onto the back of the bike as Killian hits the kickstand and jumps off. He grabs Michail and pulls him through the open window as they punch and fight each other.
Michail gets some shots in, but Killian absorbs them easily. His, on the other hand, are devastating.
But Michail is not the only one in the car. The windows are tinted and they were hiding the backup. I scream as three more men pour out of the car as Killian drops Michail onto the pavement with a devastating right hook. My man backs into the intersection with his fists raised in a fighting position. It looks like he’s retreating, but I know he’s drawing them away from me.
Cars are swerving everywhere and honking as they avoid the men. It’s not long before a cop car rolls by and sees the three men jumping onto Killian. He fights them bravely, taking on all three at the same time.
My blood turns cold when I see the cop who gets out of the car. It’s my father. Sheriff Ramsey.
He takes one look at me sitting on Killian’s motorcycle and grits his teeth with a sneer.
I’m more concerned with Killian’s safety right now than I am with my father’s opinion. I have to do something.
My man lands a hard combination on one of the Russians, dropping him, but the biggest guy runs up to him and grabs him, pinning his arms to his waist. The third guy starts landing punch after punch into Killian’s stomach.
“Dad!” I scream as I jump off the bike. “Help him! Please!”
My scream gets their attention and they turn and see my father approaching the intersection. Cars are speeding past the men, tires squealing as the drivers try to get away from the quickly escalating situation.
“Nobody move,” my father says as he points his gun at them. All four of the men freeze and raise their hands.
He’s so focused on Killian and the Russians that he doesn’t see the speeding car that comes flying into the intersection. It slams into his legs and sends him flying into the air.
I scream as he hits the pavement with the gun clattering out of his reach.
The large Russian runs over and scoops his revolver up as the car speeds away.
All I can do is watch helplessly as he points the barrel at my father.
Chapter Ten
Killian
Aw fuck.
There’s no one I hate more than the Sheriff, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to let my girl watch her father be murdered in front of her precious eyes.
The large Russian, Ivan, grabs the Sheriff’s revolver off the ground as he tries to get to his feet. Law enforcement or not, I know Ivan won’t hesitate to end Sheriff Ramsey’s life.
I have to act fast. The Sheriff doesn’t look too injured—maybe a broken leg—but he’s a sitting duck as long as Ivan has his gun.
The brute points the gun at Ramsey and I take off and leap into the air. He’s bigger than me, but I use all the strength I have and all the determination to make Daisy happy, and tackle him, forcing him to the pavement.
The gun goes off, but the bullet goes wide, exploding the window of the police car.
Daisy screams as I land on top of Ivan. I grip his body with my legs and start pounding him with my fists. The gun is gone out of his hands. It landed a few feet away from us.
“Watch out!” Daisy screams as I hear footsteps quickly approaching behind me. There are still two more of the Russians who want us all dead.
I leap off of Ivan and dive for the gun. I grab it and then turn around, lying on my back as I point it at the two advancing men. I fire two shots and they both fall, crumpling hard to the ground.
Wisely, Ivan doesn’t move. Michail is still unconscious. The other two are dead. Both headshots.
I grip the gun as I stand up and turn to the Sheriff. He’s on his knees, unable to get up, but he’s screaming for backup into his radio.
For a second, I think about raising the gun and taking his life. He’ll never accept me and Daisy together and I have a desperate need to eliminate anything or anyone who wants to keep us apart.
He drops the radio and looks up at me as I stand in front of him with his gun in my hand.
I can’t do it. Daisy would never look at me the same way.
And I want to be good for her. Killing people trying to hurt us is one thing, but cold-blooded murder is another thing entirely.
I turn the gun in my hand and offer it to him.
Ramsey grabs it immediately and puts it into his holster.
Daisy runs over and drops to her knees in front of him. “Are you okay?”
“No,” he hisses as he looks up at me with pure hatred. “I’ll never be okay while you’re with a Heartlands thug.”
“Dad, he just saved your life!”
“He’s a killer,” he says as the hatred pours out of him. “Get in the car, Daisy. We’ll talk about this at home.”
“No,” she says with a firm voice. “I’m staying with Killian.”
He sneers at me and then turns to her with a fire burning in his eyes. “Then you’ll be an accomplice to murder. You’ll go to jail too.”
She raises her chin and looks at him defiantly. “If that’s the way it has to be, then that’s fine with me. I’m staying with him.”
“No daughter of mine is going to be with a Conley,” he hisses. “Get in the car!”
She reaches back and takes my hand. The look Ramsey gives us makes me think I’m going to be lying on the pavement next to the dead bodies with a bullet in my head too.
“It’s not up to you, Dad. We’re getting married. I’m staying with him.”
Ramsey roars. “He’s a piece of shit! He’s a biker!”
“He’s a good man and he saved your life.”
The Sheriff sighs as his shoulders drop down. He looks like a man who just realized that he’s lost the battle. “You’ll never have my approval.”
Daisy gets up and squeezes my hand as sirens sound in the distance. “I don’t need it. I’m getting married whether you like it or not.”
“If you marry that man,” he snarls. “Then, you’re no longer my daughter.”
“All right,” she says after a long pause. “Then I guess we’re done here. Come on, Killian. Let’s go.”
We hurry to the bike and she hops on behind me. Michail is waking up beside us, so I give him another kick in the face, which puts him back to sleep.
With one last look at the Sheriff, we take off.
I bring her right to Hollow Oak Hill before we stop. “Are you okay?” I ask her.
My little kitten’s paws are shaking. I grab them and look into her eyes. “Talk to me.”
“I’m okay,” she says in a shaky voice. “I don’t need him. Not when I have you.”
“I’ll take care of you,” I promise her.
“I know you will,” she says with a relieved smile. “He never did. He was never there for me when I was growing up, so why does he think he has the right to demand that I give up the best thing that’s ever happened to me?”
I’m the best thing that’s ever happened to her? My chest feels so big that I think it might explode.
“He can disown me if he wants, but he can’t take you away from me.”
“He can, though,” I say with a sigh. “He just saw me kill two people. I might already have a warrant for my arrest.”
Daisy looks destroyed when she realizes that it’s true. We all know it was in self-defense, but what is her father going to report? What length is he willing to go to put me away? To keep me away from his daughter?
I grab my girl and kiss her hard. We might not have much longer together and there’s no time to waste.
Chapter Eleven
Daisy
My father hated Killian, but I guess he didn’t hate me. The police never cam
e knocking on the door—or kicking it in is more like it—after all.
We checked the newspaper the next morning and there was no mention of me or of Killian anywhere in it. In fact, it stated that the great Sheriff Ramsey was the one who neutralized all of the Russians. It was his gun after all that took two of their lives. Their trunk was full of cocaine and both Ivan and Michail are in jail right now, currently awaiting their trials while the other two are in the morgue, currently awaiting their burials.
I guess he just couldn’t see his daughter in jail. I don’t think he’s as bad as Killian thinks he is. Just like Killian’s not as bad as my father thinks he is. No one is pure good or pure evil. All of us reside somewhere in the middle.
“Hey, kitten!” Killian calls out from the beer section of the gas station. The sale is final and we just got the keys today. “What do you think we can do over here?”
We’re going through the place and trying to find where we can improve it to add value. I’m having a blast with my man.
“It’s all beer,” I say with a frown.
“I know,” he answers. “It’s the beer section.”
“But what about the women?”
He looks at me, clearly confused.
“Why is there no wine?”
“Ahh,” he says when he gets it. “Good point.”
“And not cheap shitty gas station wine,” I add. “Think of the career woman who stops to get gas on the way home from work. She has money in her account and she wants a bottle of wine to relax with at the end of her long day. And not a bottle of glorified grape juice. She wants a real bottle of wine. Something nice.”
“I like the way you think,” he says with dollar signs in his eyes. “With you by my side, kitten, our empire is going to be enormous.”
I grin as I listen to him. I love the way he’s so optimistic about the future with all of his big plans that I know are going to come alive. Together, there’s nothing we can’t do.
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