So, what am I going to do about it?
“Didn’t my man just tell you to get the fuck out?” I grated the words down into her face, at the same time grabbing the hair at the top of her head. “Get your skanky, naked ass out of our bed so I can burn it!” I yanked her hair hard, hard enough to make her screech and reach for my hand.
I was just starting.
“Stone is mine, bitch, and I’m his. I’m the only woman he needs to suck his cock. I’m the only pussy he’ll be eating out.” Rita tried to break my hold on her hair, but I’d dredged up the strength from somewhere and held on, dragging her closer to the edge of the bed. “He might be too much of a gentleman to put his hands on you in anger, but I relish the opportunity.”
All I could think of was that I must have caught her off guard and she was too shocked to react, because she barely put up a fight. She must have counted on Stone not touching her in anger, but she’d underestimated me. He’d saved my ass, protected me, and loved on me like no other, and I was going to fight for my man. I ignored Rita’s gasp of outrage as she fell off the bed and onto the floor.
“Bitch—”
She shrieked again when I pulled her to her feet, my fist still twisted in her hair. “My man--” Fuck, I enjoyed saying that. “Doesn’t want your used-up ass anymore, so get the fuck out!” I tossed her through the open door and out into the hall, so forceful that she slammed against the wall and slithered down to the floor in a daze. “And stay out!”
I slammed the door, turned to face my smiling man, and let out a shaky breath. “I just took out the trash.” I smiled, taking in the humor flickering in his hard eyes, and then threw myself at him. He caught me with a grunt as I wrapped my legs around him, rubbing against his still hard cock. “I hope this was for me,” I teased, flinching at the worry I heard in my tone.
“Fuck, baby, you make me so damned proud.” There was relief in his voice, and it dawned on me that Stone had been just as concerned over the situation—granted, it was probably for other reasons—as I had. He pulled my hair and jerked my head back. Our eyes met and held. “It fuckin’ turns me on when you get all tough and demanding. My dick is yours, sweetheart. You just staked your claim.” I accepted his rough kiss. “Now, what are you going to fuckin’ do about it?”
My smile grew and my heart swelled. “I love you, Stone. I know this isn’t how it’s supposed to start out, and I still owe you a ton of money, but I swear I’ll pay it all back.” I tried not to think about Jimmy, but it was hard not to, and sooner or later I was going to have to tell Stone about him.
“Shut it, baby.”
“Even if it takes me a lifetime. I know it’s crazy, and I shouldn’t be in love with a bad-ass like you, your world is so dangerous and wild—”
“Shut it.”
“And full of chaos, but I can’t help what my heart wants, and it wants you. You may not love me back and that’s okay—”
“Rachel.”
The gruff warning in his tone made me stop ranting, but it didn’t close my mouth. “What?”
“Shut. It.” He closed the distance between us and then his mouth was devouring mine.
I moaned loudly, kissing him back with everything that I had. I’d take whatever Stone gave me, opening my mouth to his probing tongue that moved eagerly against mine. Once he had his fill he pulled back, his expression taut with raw lust.
“I fuckin’ own you, babe.”
“Yes.”
He shook his head, a shit eating grin turning up the corners of his sexy mouth. “No. I really own you. I’d already decided to pay back the money owed to the club.” I opened my mouth to protest, but he didn’t give me the chance. “You’re my woman, babe, and it’s my fuckin’ job to take care of you.”
“But—” I felt the sting of moisture in my eyes and snapped my mouth shut. The soft kiss he placed on my quivering lips filled me with happiness, because Stone didn’t do soft, but this was a kiss that revealed more than any words. I knew right then that he cared for me.
“You love me,” I whispered in awe against his lips seconds later.
“Did I say that?”
Stubborn man!
“So, getting back to my earlier question about my dick belonging to you, what do you intend to do about it?” There was expectation in his raised brow and cocky smirk.
I gave his bottom lip a nip, and then soothed it with a sweep of my tongue. Stone groaned, and I felt his cock throb against me. The only thing I had on was a t-shirt and pair of panties, which did nothing to disguise how big and hard he was. Suddenly I was hungry for a taste of him.
“Blowjob?”
He roared like the beast he was. “Fuck, yeah!” But then I found myself lowered to the bed, flipped over, and pulled to my knees. “But first I need inside you,” he breathed next to my ear. He ripped my panties off and gave me a nip on one butt cheek. “You know how much I love this ass?” I could only moan. He bit the other cheek. “My dick can’t make up its mind which beautiful hole it wants to fuck.”
“I won’t suck you if you stick it in my ass.”
A loud snort of laughter erupted from him. “That’s what they make soap and water for, baby.”
I was beyond caring. “Just fuck me, Stone, please!” He was driving me insane, and I could feel his hesitation.
“First tell me which hole I love more.”
What? Was he kidding? I could feel the tip of his cock rubbing against me, everywhere but where I wanted it. The tip was hot, and there was no mistaking it was leaking a copious amount of pre-cum. A smile spread across my face. “You love them both because you love all of me.”
A grunt preluded the thrust of his hips, and then the tip of that hot cock sliced between the seam separating my pussy lips, parted it, and slithered home like a giant anaconda. We both moaned, deeply. His cock was pulsing inside me, hot and oh-so-deep. I squeezed my muscles and was rewarded with a hiss of breath between his clenched teeth and a slap on my behind. I looked over my shoulder in time to see his nostrils flare like a wild animal scenting his mate. It turned me on to see him like this and know that it was all for me.
I whimpered with frustration and pushed back. “Move, damn you!” I wanted him pounding into me. “Fuck me like you own me.”
That got a reaction, because all at once Stone was pulling out almost to the tip, and then slamming forward again. His hands were clenching my hips hard enough to leave bruises, but I didn’t care. Every thrust, every inch of his stone-hard cock as it burrowed into my swollen wetness, was bringing me closer and closer to heaven. I reached down to play with my clit.
“Harder!” I commanded, pinching the tiny nub, and with a grunt Stone complied.
“Faster!” I demanded, panting faster as my finger circled the swollen slickness surrounding my clit, and with a growl, Stone complied.
“Deeper!” I screamed, feeling my orgasm climb, and with a snarl Stone complied.
He was a rutting beast, rocking me forward and rocking my world with every violent thrust as he sought to give as much pleasure as he was taking from me. I caught my breath and held it, letting my orgasm careen over the top until with a scream I was convulsing round Stone’s cock. Dropping my hand to the bed beneath me, I was helpless to do anything as he rode through my climax, giving it longevity until I couldn’t take any more.
“Stone—”
He ignored the warning in my voice, leaning further over me so he could sink his teeth into my shoulder. Like a savage beast he slammed into me one last time, roaring out his powerful orgasm as he filled my pussy with his warm seed. It’s an amazing feeling to have a man so deep inside when he comes that you can feel each ejaculation from his cock, each stream of cum hitting the walls surrounding him.
Finally a deep breath escaped him, and he began to kiss my bruised flesh. “Christ, babe, I can’t remember the last time I came that fuckin’ hard. Each time with you, fuck, it’s like the first time. Only the rush is higher.
I smiled at his words, beca
use it was exactly how I felt. Instead of the passion between us growing less intense, it was becoming more forceful, more pleasurable. When he rolled to the side I sank into the bed, totally wasted, and then something occurred to me. I moaned. “Crap. I think my face is where that bitch had her skanky ass.” I was joking and he knew it. The chuckle that rumbled through Stone was deep and unconcerned.
“Do you really want to burn the fuckin’ bed?”
His hand moved beneath my t-shirt and smoothed down the curve of my back. I purred like a contented cat when his rough palm continued over the slope of my ass.
“Maybe just the sheets and the pillows, but I swear, Stone, I’m the last woman who’ll be sleeping, fucking, sucking, or anything else in this bed with you.”
“Anything you want, baby,” he mumbled.
He sounded calm and lethargic. Maybe now was the time to tell him about Jimmy and what I’d done. If there was a good time. I didn’t want there to be anything between us, remembering the last time I’d gone behind his back. He’d been very clear with me that he didn’t like liars, and he didn’t like secrets.
“Stone, there’s something I have to tell you.”
“I know all about you calling Jimmy and what went down,” he growled, but it was just a baby growl.
Damn that Ty! “Do you know why I did it?”
“Probably to ask him for the money to pay back the loan,” he said without hesitation.
I frowned. How did he figure that out?
“I know you,” he went on to say, ending it with a yawn. “And I’m mad as fuck, but we’ll talk about it in the morning when I’m not so fuckin’ tired. Then I can give your ass a good spanking. ”
My eyes grew round at his threat. “I’m sorry, Stone.” Hopefully by morning he’d forget all about it, or maybe I could do something to make him forget all about it. “I promise to never go behind your back again.”
He groaned out an incoherent response, and I opened my eyes and peeked up at him. His eyes were closed, and not for the first time I noticed how exhausted he looked. The skin between his brow was puckered, and I reached up to smooth the worry lines away. He let out a big yawn, and I didn’t protest when he reached for me, pulling me tight against him. With his arm over my belly, his nose nuzzling the area beneath my ear, I knew my hero was about to fall asleep.
He was my hero. He’d saved me from Wildman, paid off my family’s debt—though I was still going to have a talk with him about that—and he made me feel alive and safe, even through all of the angst. I owed my bad-ass biker so much more than just money. I didn’t know what the future held, who does? But I knew that from here on out we belonged together, and we would make it work.
I closed my eyes and let out a contented sigh. The last thing I heard was Stone’s whispered, soft words against my ear, “I love you.”
The End
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Tory Richards often describes herself as a grandma who likes to read and write smut. Known for her hot erotic romances, she’s also penned erotic paranormals, and contemporary suspense romance. Writing is a hobby for Tory. It thrills her to be able to share her stories, and she loves seeing her characters come to life with each new book cover.
Tory began writing short stories on notebook paper when she was only ten. At thirteen she received her first manual typewriter, a few years later an electric one, and not until she was forty-five did she get her first computer. For many years writing was a secret hobby as well as therapy for Tory. She didn’t submit to a publisher until her daughter and niece encouraged her to pursue her dreams.
Originally from Maine, Tory has spent most of her life in Florida. She’s retired from Disney and spends her time between family, friends and writing. Besides writing her likes include: spoiling her grandchildren, any kind of sandwich, sweet iced tea, good coffee, traveling, going to the movies, watching Syfy, taking care of her four cats, and naps.
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Phantom Riders MC - Hawk
Coming 2016
Excerpt
I opened my eyes to see his huge fist paused just inches from connecting to my face. His expression was fierce, everything about it pulled taut over his cheek and jaw bones. Eyes the color of black ice were glaring down at me, narrowing as I watched the man take in my features and hair. His gaze raked my figure, he frowned even more, as if he was trying to figure out what I was. When his icy glare returned to my face, his fist relaxed and he reached forward, pulling my waist-length hair free.
“Who the fuck are you?” he snarled.
“No one,” I said softly. I couldn’t think clearly enough to make something up, I only knew that I didn’t want him to know my name. The man was terrifying, and I was shaking like a leaf.
Movement drew my gaze toward the store to see two other men come out. All three of them were dressed the same way, in jeans, boots, black t-shirts, and leather cuts that warned me that they were probably a motorcycle club. The two men paused to light cigarettes.
The giant holding me gave me a violent shake to get my attention again. “I almost destroyed your face, woman. What are you doing messing around with my bike?”
“Nothing,” I said in the same tone as before.
“It didn’t look like fuckin’ nothing to me. Where did you think you were going?”
“Nowhere.” I watched as his friends began to walk toward us. At the same time, another man walked out of the store, and my panic level grew. I quickly yanked the hoodie up and tucked my hair back into it, turning my face away as much as I could. “Please help me,” I begged.
The man scared the shit out of me, but right now he was the lesser of two evils. I knew what I could expect from Dane and would take my chances with the giant. I peeked at him from beneath my hoodie. His expression hadn’t changed.
“Please…”
He glanced in the direction that I had. “Who are you running from?”
“Please take me away from here. We can talk later.” I held his gaze, trying not to cry, but the situation was starting to get to me. If Dane’s man recognized me and forced me back to Las Vegas, I would no longer exist. “I’ll pay you.”
The giant continued to scowl at me. I got the impression that my last comment had peaked his interest, but when his gaze ran down the length of me again I realized that he might want something more than money. Then he surprised me by reaching forward and squeezing my breast. It was by sheer will power that I stood there and didn’t react. I couldn’t afford to.
“Get the fuck on.” He turned toward his two friends. “Let’s ride.”
I mounted his bike, heart pounding in my chest, and waited, too afraid to check to see where Dane’s man was. Was I exchanging one bad situation for another? Right then I didn’t care. At least with the biker I had a chance of getting away from there.
Movement out of the corner of my eye pulled my gaze to the other two men. They peered at me with quiet curiosity, yet didn’t say anything. As they turned their backs to me to mount their bikes I saw the Phantom Riders MC logo stitched across their shoulders. In the next instant the giant was throwing his long, muscular leg over his seat in front of me, and planting his butt snug against my pussy.
“You ever ride?” he growled over his shoulder.
I shook my head before realizing he couldn’t see it. “No.”
I felt him tense. “You’ve never fuckin’ rode and you were going to steal my bike?”
He waited a second, and I knew he was expecting a response. “I was desperate.”
Without warning he reached behind, grabbed my hands, and pulled my arms around his waist. “I hope you’re fuckin’ desperate enough,” he grumbled in a deep voice, turning the key in the ignition. “Hold on tight.”
He barely got the words out before we took off.
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Book list
A Soldier’s Promise
- 10/1/15
All the Right Moves - 2016
Big, Black and Beautiful
Wild Marauders MC
Obsession
The Mercenary Way
Out of Control
The Mating Ritual
Touch Me
Scent of a Wolf’s Mate
Bishop’s Angel
Up in Flames
Someone to Love Me
The Cowboy Way
Instant Attraction
Happy Birthday, Baby!
SEAL of Approval
Kiss Me!
The Evans Brothers Trilogy
A Perfect Fit
Wicked Desire
Talk Dirty to Me
Yield to Me
Nothing but Trouble
Surrender to Desire
Serve and Submit Series (1-5)
Pulled Over
On Fire
Under Cover
Party Time
Lovers
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