“Mmmm…” His rumble went straight through her, vibrating her insides deliciously. “Love these tits. Fuckin’ perfect.”
His big arms looped around her, holding her tightly to him. Fleur wound her arms around his head, encouraging him to continue. She loved the way he did that. Beast was always wrapping himself around her protectively. Possessively. The idea of both appealed to her on a purely feminine level. Having a man so brutally handsome, capable of protecting her and keeping her, was a heady feeling.
“Strip,” he commanded. He tossed his boots, socks, and jeans in the corner. No underwear. She giggled, loving that about him.
“How in the world you manage to ride a bike without chafing your balls is beyond me.” She laughed.
“‘Cause I’m a tough motherfucker,” he groused. “Now strip and get in the fuckin’ shower. Gonna give you a good seeing-to.”
Fleur didn’t resist, just did as he said. It didn’t take long for Beast to adjust the water, then she was in his arms, kissing him as the water beat down on both of them.
Every time he kissed her it was like a possession. There was no doubt in her mind he was in complete control. She was his and very much suspected she always would be. She wasn’t as certain of him being hers, though. He was as biker. A man used to having women whenever he wanted. So far, he’d stayed true to her. As far as she knew, there hadn’t been even a whisper of him with another woman. She’d seen for herself the club girls trying to hook up with him, but he’d always shut it down. Never once since this had started had he slept anywhere other than with her.
Fleur was taking it at face value, but the longer things remained uncemented between them, the more she felt like he was growing used to the situation. If a man like Beast got complacent in a relationship, it was doomed.
Then he set her on a ledge in the shower and her mind refused to dwell on the “what ifs” that usually plagued her. All she could think about was that he was about to put his mouth on her pussy, and she wanted it more than she wanted to breathe.
* * *
Beast knew Fleur was starting to get antsy. He’d seen her looking into schools, requesting transcripts and test results be sent to places like the Florida Institute of Technology in Melbourne. That was almost two hours away! Why would she do that? And what was she studying? He’d known she was intelligent, but this wasn’t something he’d foreseen. So he’d done what any other self-respecting enforcer would do. He had Ripper investigate. Should be getting that information soon. For now, he’d do the only thing he knew how to do. He was going to keep her happy and satisfied. And fuck her brains out every chance he got.
Her pussy was the sweetest he’d ever tasted. She creamed so wonderfully for him. Every time he went down on her he was amazed anew at how wet she got. His little Fleur was always ready for him.
Now, she spread her legs wide and reached for him as he lowered his mouth to her bare pussy and sucked. Her sharp cry echoed around them, and Beast thought he’d give anything in the world to always hear that sound when he was pleasuring her.
Hands on the bench to brace herself, Fleur rocked her pelvis up and down as he ate her out. The little sounds she made fueled his lust like nothing else could. She was a woman being pleasured. His woman. He growled and sucked hard at her pussy, drawing out her honey before moving to suck her clit.
Beast licked and sucked, never letting her fall over the edge. It was one of his favorite things to do with her.
“Beast,” she gasped after one particularly close call, “I need to come!”
“No,” he bit out. “Not ‘til I say.”
“Oh, my God!” She screamed as he thrust two fingers inside her, pumping them, fucking her like he wanted to do with his cock. “Oh, my God! Do that!”
“Oh, Sunshine. I’m not nearly done with you yet. I’m gonna drive you fuckin’ crazy before I’m done with you.”
“You already are! Please don’t stop!”
He added a third finger, moving slowly, twisting his hand to get in farther. “Gonna fuck you in a minute. Gonna ram my cock so far in your tight little cunt you’ll never get me out.”
“Yes,” she panted. “Do that. I want your cock inside me. Your come. I want it all!”
He chuckled, aware he sounded more sinister than amused. “You’re gonna get it, too, Sunshine. Gonna come inside you. Maybe put a baby there. You’ll have my baby growing inside you, and everyone will know who you belong to.”
He could see the startled look in her eyes try to shine through the glazed lust and be defeated. “Yes,” she breathed. “I want you to put a baby in me, Beast. I want your come. And your baby.”
God, those words affected him! He’d never even contemplated it before, but now the thought was almost like a compulsion. Come inside her. Get her pregnant. Keep her. Over and over those words echoed inside his head.
He shook his head hard, trying to clear it. He had to have his wits about him. Had to keep control. It scared him how easily she could reduce him to the Beast he was named. Mindless. When he fucked Fleur, sometimes there was nothing he could think about other than the pleasure of being inside her.
When he removed his fingers from her pussy, she actually sobbed, grabbing his wrist to shove them back in.
“No!” Fleur responded to his sharp command, going still. “Keep those legs spread wide,” he said, giving the inside of one thigh a sharp smack for emphasis. “Scoot to the edge of the shelf.” She did without hesitation. He hooked his arms around her thighs and pulled her even farther, but she didn’t protest. He sucked and lapped at her pussy for a little longer, reluctant to leave her as well as needing to drive her as high as he could.
Finally, when she was sobbing and begging him to fuck her, he thrust two fingers inside her again, pumping several times before retreating. Much as he wanted her pregnant with his child, it was something he needed to discuss with her outside of sex. Much as he wanted to just do it, it wouldn’t be fair to her. Though he was a heartbeat away from saying to hell with her choices and taking her at her word in the heat of the moment. He didn’t warn her. Instead, he slipped the tip of his wet finger inside her little anus.
For several seconds Fleur froze. Beast wanted to watch his finger disappear inside her, but had to watch her face for signs of discomfort. Eyes wide in shock, glazed over with lust, she stared at him. Her mouth made an “O” of surprise. Then she started trembling.
“Easy,” he murmured, petting her thigh before sinking his finger farther, pulling out, then all the way in.
“Holy shit,” she gasped. “Holy shit!”
“Push out against me,” he said. “Slow and gentle.”
“Wha -- what are you doing?”
He shook his head hard to try to clear it a little more, to explain what he was doing. “Changed my mind. I told you I was gonna fuck you in every hole I could fit my dick into. Makin’ good on my promise.”
She shivered in his arms. Beast added a second finger, scissoring his fingers slightly to stretch her open.
“Beast,” she whimpered. He got the feeling she meant to say something more, but she shook her head slightly and did as he told her. She pressed out against him as he’d instructed.
“That’s it, Sunshine,” he praised. “Your little ass is gonna be so fuckin’ tight around my fuckin’ cock. I’m gonna stick it in, then fuck you hard. When I’m ready, I’m gonna come inside you, filling your ass with my sticky come. You think you can take that, baby?”
“I -- I don’t… Beast!” She gasped when he smacked the inside of the other thigh.
“Answer me, Goddamnit!”
“Yes! Yes! Whatever you want! I’m yours!”
“That’s right. You’re mine. Mine to do with as I please. I’ll fuck you hard, and you’ll love every second of it, won’t you?”
“I will!”
“You will.” He pumped his fingers several more times, watching her carefully. Much as he wanted this, he didn’t want her hurt. He might pretend not to give a good
goddamn, but he would rather cut off his own dick than hurt her this way. For her, he could be patient. He could get her worked up so that any discomfort she might have would only amplify her pleasure. Right now, she was on the verge and Beast knew it.
He’d placed a bottle of oil-based lube in the shower for just such an occasion. It would be gentle for her but stand up against the water as long as he was careful. He’d adjusted the sprays in the shower days before, making sure he could control where they hit. The water sprayed all around them, but not directly on them. When he was ready to clean her, it would be easy but not in his way right now.
Beast liberally rubbed the lube on his cock, stroking himself several times to make sure he was as slick as he could be. Then he worked some around Fleur’s puckered ass, painting the inside with his finger. Satisfied things would move as easily as they could, he stood before her, giving his cock a few last strokes. That was when he realized his hands were shaking.
“You ready, Sunshine?”
Fleur opened her mouth to say something, but almost immediately closed it. Beast noticed she trembled beneath his touch. Probably a combination of fear and lust.
“I need the words, Fleur,” he said. “If you’re not ready for this, I’m not doing it. Period.”
“I -- I’m scared,” she admitted. “But I want this. I want to have you in every way I can.”
He placed the head of his cock at her back entrance. “Last chance, Sunshine.”
“Do it,” she hissed. “Do it!”
Beast eased the head into her. The look of surprise on her face made him pause. She turned her head and her gaze clung to his.
“Talk to me, Sunshine.”
“I -- it doesn’t hurt,” she whispered. “Keep going.”
He did as she instructed, easing his cock inside her, stopping ever inch or so to pull back slightly before sliding inside again just that little bit farther. Finally, after several careful thrusts, Beast was seated all the way inside her. He pulled back until just the head was there, then slid back inside again. He did this several times, moving just a little faster. When he pulled all the way out of her, she hissed her displeasure.
“What are you doing?” she demanded.
“Just making sure you’re OK.”
“I’ll tell you when I’m not OK, Beast,” she snapped. “Get back inside!”
Beast let out a strangled chuckle. “Don’t get snippy with me. I’ll take care of you.”
“Unh!” Fleur reached for him, guiding his cock back to her ass. She braced her feet on the edge once again and used the leverage to force his dick back inside her.
“Fleur! Fuck!” The sensations were overwhelming. She moved on him as much as he moved inside her. She was impossibly tight. Her ass clamped down on him every now and then so that he just knew she was going to make him come before he was ready. To distract her, he washed his hands, making sure he was completely clean, then shoved two fingers inside her pussy while he tried his damnedest to hold still. Just a few seconds. He had to prolong this. Couldn’t come before she did.
“Oh my God! Yes! Do that!” she screamed, wiggling on his cock. Her thighs were spread as wide as she could go. Then she hooked her hands behind her knees and brought her legs up near her shoulders. “Fuck me, Beast! Oh, God! Fuck me!”
He inserted a third finger in her while he began a slow glide in and out of her ass. He could feel his cock with his fingers moving inside her through the thin layers of tissue. It was erotic as fuck. “Feel good, Sunshine? You like me fucking your little ass?”
“I love it,” she gasped, her breath coming in little pants now. Her pussy was drenching him with her creamy honey. As it dripped down, it eased the way for his cock even more. Beast picked up his pace as he stroked her clit with his thumb.
“So fuckin’ tight,” he bit out. “So fuckin’ tight!”
“Faster,” she pleaded, rocking against him as much as she could.
Beast complied, beginning a hard, driving surge that jarred her body as he buried himself as deep as he could go. He kept his fingers inside her as long as he could. When she urged him faster still, he removed them to grip her hips and fuck her harder and faster.
When she came, Beast thought she might truly squeeze his cock in two. The pressure was indescribable. The ability to hold his seed nil. With a mighty shove and a roar to the ceiling so loud his ears rang with it, Beast emptied himself inside Fleur, filling her with his come as he held her tightly to him. He didn’t want even an inch of space between his skin and hers. Her legs wrapped around his waist tightly as she continued to come around him.
Once it was over, Beast thought his legs might give out on him. He had no idea how he managed to keep from sinking to the floor of the shower in a heap. He still held Fleur tightly, kissing her neck and stroking damp hair from her face. She hadn’t said a word, but she clung to him just as tightly, her breathing still ragged.
He washed her gently, then himself. Turning off the water he snagged towels and wrapped her in one while he quickly dried himself so he could spend extra time on her. She hadn’t moved, still sitting on the ledge, her legs spread and a dazed expression on her face.
Beast lifted her gently and carried her to his bed. He tossed the damp towel aside before pulling her against his chest, urging her to rest there. She gave one long, shuddering sigh, then was still. Beast watched her carefully. He’d exhausted her, for which he was exceedingly proud, but something seemed a little off to him. He had no idea what, but it was something he needed to talk to her about the second they woke. For now, he was nearly as wiped as she obviously was.
Feeling happier than he could remember being in a very long time, knowing he’d taken her in every way he possibly could so far, Beast wanted to thump his chest. Fleur was his. He’d gotten her to agree to it when she’d thought it was temporary, but now, well. He knew he’d never let her go. Their temporary situation was about to become permanent. He just had a couple things to take care of, and then it was as good as done.
* * *
Fleur woke to an empty bed. Beast was gone. She sighed. Hadn’t he said that before she left the club he’d have her in every hole he could fit his dick into? It was still dark, but her phone said it was five in the morning, so last night had been it. He’d taken her in every way he could. It was his room, but he was gone. Was that her cue to leave? He’d talked about wanting her pregnant with his baby, but was that all dirty talk? Meant to arouse her?
And why did it fucking hurt so much? God! There was a sick feeling in her stomach that wouldn’t be denied. Last night had been special for her. She’d allowed herself to be stripped bare. Allowed Beast to take her in a way she’d never imagined letting anyone do. It had been intimate. Personal. And, Goddammit, it had meant something to her!
She’d known this day would come. Her time with Beast had lasted longer than she’d first thought it would. It’s just that the sex had been so wonderful, she’d hoped he’d give her a few more days. Explore what they’d shared. It obviously wasn’t his first time in that department. Maybe that was just his way of saying goodbye. She could take the hint.
It didn’t take long to pack her backpack. What few things she’d managed to get back from Debbie’s were meager. She’d retrieved everything that mattered to her and a few items of clothing. She’d actually left most of her clothing because she hadn’t wanted to be in that house a second longer than she’d had to. Knowing all she knew now, the place gave her the creeps.
Getting out of the clubhouse proved easier than she’d thought. If there was anyone guarding the driveway entrance to the Salvation’s Bane compound, she didn’t see them. She actually didn’t meet anyone on her way out. Her car was parked just inside the compound next to a few of the prospects’ bikes. She hadn’t parked there last time she’d driven it. Now she had to wonder if that was because Beast was giving her another hint. Until they’d proven their worth, prospects weren’t actual members of the club. Neither were club girls, but most of th
em stuck around once they were there. She had no idea how other clubs worked, but this club seemed to make sure all the club girls were protected at all times. Their rooms were in between the members’ rooms so there was always a line of defense before anyone could get to one of them. Their vehicles -- bikes or cars -- were hidden so no one girl could be pinned down as being there at any given time unless she wanted to.
But Fleur… well. She was parked right out there in the open. Sure, it could be because she was due an oil change, because her car was usually parked with the other girls’, but for some reason this just seemed telling. Like she was temporary. Just like with Debbie. Fleur’s parents had loved her, but they were gone. The funny thing was, she’d never felt more alone in her life than she did in this moment. Debbie hadn’t done as much with her betrayal. The loss of her parents had devastated her, but she’d known she could do it on her own. She’d known it would be hard, but she’d known she could do it. She’d just needed a plan.
Leaving Beast, knowing it was what he wanted her to do, nearly gutted her. Maybe he’d only wanted her because of the whole she-was-in-danger thing. Beast was over-the-top protective. Fleur had no doubt that was why he’d been chosen to be the club’s enforcer. Now that she was safe, he’d lost interest. It made sense, in a way. He’d be looking for the next woman who needed his help. Being saddled with her would make that job more difficult.
Fleur climbed in her car and took off. She’d planned on looking into the Florida Institute of Technology in Melbourne. It was only a couple hours’ drive from Palm Springs. She could drive there, secure lodging with her meager savings, then contact admissions. They should have had time to get her transcripts and test scores. She’d also been in touch with her advisor at Vanderbilt, explaining what had happened and why her situation had changed. The woman had been beyond understanding and sweet about the whole thing. She’d even offered to write her a letter of recommendation to whichever university she ended up at. That was what she should have done in the first place. The idea of hooking up with a classmate had been so appealing she’d lost sight of her future. She was going to be an astrophysicist. It was time she got to it.
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