by Jenika Snow
Lucien, Kink, and Malice were the only members that were claimed, or more aptly the only men in the club that had claimed an old lady … until now. Cain had a woman of his own now, one that he loved so fucking much. He just wished Fallina could have been able to come tonight, but his daughter was always in his thoughts, and would always be under his and the club’s protection. Violet looked happy amongst the roughened bikers, and he was glad that his woman had found the comfortable ease with these rough and tough bikers.
There were club girls helping clean up, and he watched as Tuck stared at Jana, the woman that wasn’t fucking the single club members, but staying at the clubhouse until she got back on her feet. He wondered if Tuck would be the next to find his happiness, or if he’d go through life fucking his way through sweet-butts and living dangerously.
“I love you,” Violet said softly, right by his ear, and he glanced at her.
“And I love you, baby girl.”
She smiled, and he couldn’t help the way his cock jerked at the way she looked so fucking seductive. He was such a damn fiend for her that he couldn’t even control himself for two fucking hours.
The longer he stared at her, the more he wanted her. He couldn’t help it, couldn’t help the way he felt. “I need you, baby. I need you right fucking now,” he said low, so only she heard. “I need inside of you.” He heard her gasp, and he smiled, loving that she was just as affected as he was.
He’d be gentle, and touch her so she knew that this wasn’t just about sticking his dick in her and getting off. It would never be about that. He loved her, had loved her for a long time even if he’d never allowed himself to realize it, to accept it. Cain wanted her to be right there with him, to feel what he was doing to her and know it was because he cared. He wanted her to know that she was his world. Cain thought about all he wanted to do to her. He wanted her breath to coast along his sweat soaked skin, wanted her nails to be deep in his flesh as she held on while he slowly pushed inside of her and knew he loved her irrevocably. His breathing started to increase as those images played through his mind. Everything else just faded in the background.
Violet still watched him, and he noticed the subtle changes in her that alerted him to the fact she was growing aroused. “Let’s get out of here,” he said, grabbed her hand, and hauled her out of the chair. “We’re out of here,” Cain said to the club, and heard the laughter of the other members as he hauled his woman out of there and back to a place he could be with her fully. This was his woman, and he was going to show her that in every conceivable way.
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Cain hadn’t meant to be forceful with telling Violet he wanted her outside of the club. But seeing her sitting there, feeling her body heat, and scenting the arousal coming from her, had something primal snapping inside of him. To say he’d hauled ass to her place was an understatement.
As soon as they were at her place, he had her hand in his and took her down the hallway in steady, yet fast steps. He slammed the door shut behind them once in her room, and stared at the woman that was his. Cain was running on pure adrenaline, endorphins, and testosterone right now. He looked at her face, and her glorious fucking body, and his dick jerked. When she lowered her gaze to his groin area her eyes widened. He knew what she looked like beneath those clothes, wanted to tear the material from her damn body and feast on her, and knew he would need to control himself. She might be happy, pleasured, and feel safe in his arms, but that didn’t mean Cain wanted to rush her into the rough sex he liked. Hell, he didn’t think he could have that kind of sex with her, not because he didn’t want to, but because he was afraid.
“You look feral right now, Cain,” she said in a breathy voice. Her nipples were hard, stabbing through her shirt, and his mouth watered to taste them. Cain was manic for her, ready to throw her on the bed, push into her fast and hard, and bring them the pleasure until their fucking would cease and only they existed.
He stalked forward, saw the surprised, yet excited look in her eyes, and spun her around so her back met the wall. He panted against her neck, smelling the scent of everything that was all her filling his head. Cain lifted his head and stared into her eyes. There were no words he could say right now that would effectively tell her that she meant everything to him, and that he was done trying to hold himself back. It was useless doing that, because his mind and body knew what they wanted, and that was Violet.
“You make me so fucking hot, baby, make me want to act like some kind of beast when I’m around you.”
“I want that,” she breathed out, then moaned.
To emphasize his point he pressed his erection into her belly and she moaned louder. “I’m going to make you feel so fucking good, baby. I am only ever going to make you feel good, happy, and loved.” He meant that, meant the whole love comment, because this was his woman, a woman he shouldn’t want, but did with all of his cold, blackened, and outlaw heart. She started scissoring her thighs together, and the scent of her desire filled him. He closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, and let out a growl. He hoped he didn’t frighten her with the almost animalistic sound.
“You’re so damn hot for me. I can smell it, can see it, and know you want it bad. Don’t you, baby, don’t you want me to take care of you good?”
She licked her lips nice and slow, but he knew she wasn’t being a tease. In a way she was so innocent and all his.
“Yeah, I know you do, Violet. You don’t have to say anything because I can see it in your face and the way you reach for me when I’m near.” Cain took her mouth in a hard, almost painful kiss. It was good and rough, and the fact she surrendered to him, gave all of herself over without hesitation, had him knowing she was the one for him. This was going fast, was so passionate, and so fucking hot. She was so fucking hot, and all his. He made quick work of getting their clothes off, of touching her body, and running his hands over every square inch of her flesh. Her nipples were stiff and begged for his attention. Her tits were big and round, and his mouth watered for a taste. Yeah, he wanted her badly, and was about to take care of that right now. Cain was a patient man when the time called for it, but when it came to Violet all of that patience went right out of the fucking window.
His cock was hard as steel, and he reached down and gripped the length. He didn’t try to hide it. In fact, he went slowly so she could watch. Cain pictured her spread out naked on the bed, legs wide open as he thrust his dick in and out of her welcoming heat. His cock strained forward at the image. Fuck, he wanted that now, and was about to have it. Her legs were long, but not thin and boney. He liked that she had some meat on her, and she was shaped like a woman. Her pussy had a small, inverted triangle of trimmed black curls. He let his gaze go higher. Slightly rounded belly, gorgeous curved hips, and tits that could bring him to his knees were right in front of him. She was the picture of health and sexuality.
“Come here, baby girl.”
She swallowed, and moved closer. He was a dominant man by nature, had to be because of the life he led, but she was receptive, giving everything that was Violet Wings. When she stood right before him he placed his hands on her shoulders, caressing her flesh. A moment passed where they just stared at each other, but then she surprised the hell out of him by sinking to her knees. For a second all she did was stare at his cock, and that was almost as good as her touching it.
“I want every part of you, Cain.”
His heart thundered, his palms started to sweat, and he swallowed roughly. “Why don’t you take hold of my dick and suck on it, baby?” He took a chunk of her hair behind her head, not painfully, and led her closer to his cock. “Go on, baby,” he said in an almost strained voice. Keeping his voice low, coaxing, he held his breath when she leaned forward but kept eye contact with him. Her small, tempting pink tongue came out and swiped across the head of his dick. That was the beginning of the end, because all he could do was close his eyes and lose himself in the feel of the gentle suctioning of her mouth, the steady movement of her tongue, and the way
she used her hand to stroke the length of his shaft she couldn’t reach with her mouth. Over and over she moved her mouth along his dick, bringing him closer to completion. Gritting his teeth to hold off the inevitable, Cain knew he needed to stop her or he’d come in her mouth, and that was not what he wanted. A harsh grunt left him when she hollowed out her cheeks.
She moaned, stroked him with her hand faster, and he groaned. Panting with the force to control himself and not come, Cain moved away quickly and stared down at her kneeling before him. Violet looked so gorgeous with her legs slightly spread and her pussy in view. Her breasts rose and fell from her breathing, and her lips were swollen and red from sucking on his cock.
“Get on the bed, Violet baby.” Running a hand over his mouth, he counted to ten to rein himself in. She moved onto the bed, and when she was seated and looked at him he said, “Open your legs for me, and let me see my pussy.” He was a fucking dirty bastard, but when she smiled he knew Violet had a dirty streak in her, too.
Chapter Fourteen
Violet wanted Cain badly, wanted to have him covering her, thrusting into her, and creating new memories with her to erase the bad ones. She didn’t hesitate to lie back on the bed, place her heels on the mattress, and spread her thighs open. The cool air drifted along her swollen, wet pussy, and she bit her lip as she waited for him to come to her. She could see him staring at her body, and didn’t need to hear words to know what he had to say.
“You’re perfect, so fucking perfect.”
She’d always loved her body before the rape, enjoyed her curves and thickness, even her size sixteen frame. Then after the rape she hadn’t wanted to look at herself in the mirror. She had seen someone about her feelings a year after the attack, and even spoken with someone not long ago because she was feeling detached with the feelings she had for Cain. But slowly she started to accept who she was, and what she had been through. This was her life, and she couldn’t change it. But being with Cain made her feel like she didn’t need to have shame or disgust inside of her. Violet felt free.
He took another step forward, and his erection was a hard rod between his thighs. When he was at the edge of the bed and his body heat coated her like a blanket, she shivered. Not from the cold, but from awareness. Before she could say anything he was moving on the bed and between her legs. He started licking a path between her breasts, over and over again until the flesh felt sensitive. It was pure, unadulterated torture. He ran his tongue over her nipples, and nibbled on the hard tips. Throwing all sane thoughts aside, she let her head fall back and closed her eyes. Her nipples were stiff buds, and when he ran his tongue over them in a hard, pressurized flick, her pussy walls contracted. This was enough foreplay, because there was no way she would live through any more.
“Just take me. Please, Cain, do it.”
A grumble left him, and she didn’t know if it was from excitement or frustration that she was stopping his actions. He was between her thighs and the hot, hard length of him pressed against her slit. Maybe she should have made him wear a condom, but she was on the pill, knew that he was clean, and she wanted nothing between them.
“You want me, baby?”
She nodded her response. Reaching between their bodies he aligned himself at her entrance. Violet thought he would ease their suffering and just shove right into her, but instead he pushed the head in slowly, and continued the same momentum. Her pussy stretched around his girth, and it made the whole situation hotter when he placed his hands by her head, lifted up slightly, and stared at where their bodies were connected.
“Your pussy is stretched so wide around me, Violet baby.”
The sight of him closing his eyes, of his biceps shaking from the force it was taking him to go slowly, had her lifting up her hips and causing another inch to slip into her. He growled low and snapped his eyes open.
“Goddammit, baby. You can’t do shit like that.” He audibly swallowed. “I need to take you slow or I’ll be a fucking animal with you, and I don’t want that. I want to cherish and enjoy every inch of you, every moment with you.”
God, she loved him so damn much, and had since she was a young girl. Then she just said it, used all of her emotions, her heart and feelings, and hoped that he could see he truth behind it this time. “I love you, Cain. God, think I love you more than life itself sometimes.”
He groaned, gritted his teeth, and then pushed the rest of his cock deep within her. Tears formed in the corner of her eyes when he bottomed out, and her back shifted up the bed from his actions. “I love you, baby. I think I’ve always loved you since that moment you came to the prison and told me about everything.” He cupped the side of her face. “You’re so fucking strong, such a little warrior.”
Closing her eyes and baring her throat, she reveled in what she’d just heard from him. He started kissing her at the same time he slammed into her, over and over again, gradually picking up speed. Sparks of intense pleasure rocketed through her body. Her body kept moving up the bed, and so he placed a hand on her shoulder to keep her stationary.
“So. Fucking. Good.”
She forced her eyes open to watch the ecstasy morph his face. The sight of his muscles straining and tensing, the feeling of his hips thrusting back and forth, and of the gruff, almost unnatural sounds coming from him, had her orgasm rushing forward.
“It feels so good. I love you, Cain. God, I love you so much.”
“I know, Violet baby, and I love you so much, too. It just took my stubborn ass time to see it.” He breathed out, his words broken up and gruff.
He pushed into her again, slower this time, and pulled back out. But with each passing second he moved faster, harder, until sweat beaded their bodies, and he bottomed out in her pussy.
“I can’t hold off any longer, baby.” He closed his eyes and groaned. “I’m barely leashing in my control as it is.” He reached between their bodies and took her clit between his thumb and forefinger. Cain rolled the nub around until it became so engorged she knew she could come again from that alone. “Just give me one more, Violet, just one more, baby.”
She thrashed her head back and forth on the mattress, feeling the tremors of her arousal skate the surface. She was going to get off again, she just knew it. Grabbing his biceps, she curled her fingers into his flesh, and closed her eyes as pleasure washed through her. “Come with me, Cain,” she said breathlessly as her pleasure nearly consumed her and stole her voice.
“Not just yet, baby.” He pulled out of her and had her on her belly a second later. Before she knew what he was doing he licked a path up her spine, repeatedly doing this until she squirmed for more. Then he spread her ass, breathed out hard enough she felt the warm, humid air on her anus, and pushed up to look over her shoulder. For a second all they did was stare at each other, and then he leaned forward another inch, ran his tongue over the top of her ass, and groaned.
“Cain…” she said on a strangled moan.
“Let me make you feel good, Violet.”
She licked her lips and nodded, then rested on the bed again when she felt him run his tongue right between the cheeks of her bottom. Never had she had someone touch her back there before, let alone with a tongue, but the taboo action had her wanting more. Cain thrust his tongue in and out of her, and she couldn’t believe him doing something like that could be so pleasurable.
“You’re so soft and sweet.” He flattened his tongue and ran it along her anus. The sheet beneath her mouth grew moist from her increased breathing. Would she let him have anal with her? It wasn’t something she had ever done before, but also was something she wanted to experience with him alone. The only issue was he was a very large man, and the fear of pain without pleasure scared the shit out of her.
“I want you so damn badly, Violet.”
“Have me, Cain, every part of me.” She trusted him with her body, only wanted to have this experience with him. Was she frightened? Yes, she was, but only because it was something new. She knew it was Cain’s priority to
make sure she wasn’t hurt, as he had told her and Fallina countless times. She trusted him with her life, and her pleasure.
“I only want to do this if you’re ready?”
She panted, closed her eyes and knew she didn’t need to think about it. “I want this, of that I am sure, Cain. I only want this with you, because I love you.”
“Fuck, baby, I love you so much, too. I’ll go easy and slow, make it so fucking good for you.” He licked her again and again. His hands tightened on her hips. “And when you want to stop, at anytime, you tell me and I’ll just hold you. I just want you, sweetheart.”
She nodded, and gripped the sheets tighter as her arousal grew. He palmed her ass, massaged the globes, and had her skin heating within seconds. Could she actually allow him to do this? The answer was simple … yes. It felt like things were moving fast despite the fact she’d known Cain nearly her whole life. But it felt right, felt good, and she didn’t want it to ever end.
“I have lube in the bathroom, in the medicine cabinet,” she said, but didn’t explain why she had a small sample. The truth was it had been a sample when she’d bought a small vibrator last year. Not being able to get aroused with other men, Violet had tried to pleasure herself, but only thought of Cain in the process. He moved off the bed without any questions, and when he returned the mattress dipped from his weight as he got back on it. Moments later he was back behind, her had her ass cheeks spread, and cool wetness slid down the crease of her bottom.
“This is only mine, Violet. You are only mine.”
“I’ve never wanted it any other way.”
He leaned forward, gripped her chin to turn her head and kissed her on the forehead. “I’ll never betray you, baby, and I’d kill anyone that thought of doing so to you.”
God, he was so potent, so dominant and powerful, and he was hers.