by K E Osborn
It’s been six whole months.
A man will only last so long when a woman is hovering on his hard-as-fuck cock.
My balls pull up, the pins and needles start in the base of my spine leading out to the tip of my cock. It throbs so fucking gloriously that I don’t know if she can handle what’s about to happen. The pressure escalates so fucking intensely that all the breath is knocked from my lungs as my eyes clench shut. Sweat trickles down my brow as my body tenses, thrusting forward, deeper into her mouth as I explode like I’ve never have before.
Six months’ worth of sexual frustration erupts out of me in record time. With so much fury, it’s like I’m being drained as I moan in complete and utter satisfaction.
Once my muscles unclench and turn to jelly, I somehow open my eyes.
Prinie pops me out of her mouth with the biggest of fucking grins on her face as she wipes the side of her lips like it was all in a day’s work.
I fall onto the edge of the bed next to her, letting out a small laugh as she slides in beside me.
“Jesus Christ, woman, this was meant to be about you!”
Prinie runs her hand along my chest. “And now it will be… because you’ll last longer than the three-point five seconds you would have if I didn’t just do that.”
I turn to face her. “Ahh, I see, so there’s purely selfish reasons for getting me off, then?”
“Not entirely selfish. I do love bringing you to your knees.”
Smirking, I roll her on her side facing away from me. She moves without question. “You wanna talk about knees? Bring your top one up, baby.”
I move in behind her, my cock pressing into her ass, my hand sliding over her round stomach between her legs. She begins to breathe faster as she lifts her knee giving me easier access. My finger presses on her clit, and instantly her back arches in response.
Chills was right.
Prinie is more sensitive.
I circle, and she begins panting right away.
My cock instinctively begins to harden again so quickly against her ass as she writhes against my touch. Her body rocking with my movements is all I’ve wanted, all I’ve dreamed about for six long months. I have to keep myself in check, and remember I need to warm her up, not just shove my cock right in her like I normally would have done to other women before my precious girl.
Prinie’s my queen.
I will treat her as the royalty she is.
Soft moans whimper from her mouth as my lips move in behind her ear. My tongue traces the line from her neck to her ear. My teeth bite down on her lobe, not hard, just enough to send a shudder through her sensitive body. She writhes at my movements, my finger circling, pressing harder on her clit, bringing her to the precipice of where she needs to be.
“Wraith, please…”
My cock throbs hearing her beg for me. All I’ve ever wanted is her desperation and her neediness for me. She obliterates me with her pleading, with every movement, with simply just being.
She wriggles, the tension in her body obviously becoming too much. Her breaths begin to falter as she pants, her body coating in fine sweat. She gasps, her entire body quaking as she moans, climaxing against my fingers.
“Talon!”
Hearing her call my name, my actual name in the throes of pleasure, does something to me. It makes me feel like I can be the man she needs. The man she deserves. She’s changed me. Made me into someone worthy of her. Someone worthy of being a father to our child. I couldn’t have become the man I am now without her molding me, trusting me, believing in me.
Prinie empowers me so fucking much, the high is almost too much to bear.
She’s so fucking intoxicating, I can’t wait any longer to be inside of her. As she comes down from her high, I line my cock up behind her, my hand smoothing up to her breast and gently squeezing as I slide inside.
We both moan as I fill her completely, her walls gripping hold of my cock for the first time in six long, painful, torturous months. But being back inside of her is like I’m finally home.
I want to still.
To take a moment and just bask in being back where I belong.
But I can’t.
She feels too fucking good to stop.
So, I begin to move, and she rocks right along with me in unison, working toward our mutual high as a team. It’s not rushed and frantic, it is a slow, steady rhythm which is new for us. We’re always so frenzied when we fuck, but we have all the time in the world and right now, I want to love Prinie like she deserves. I want her to feel me, all of me, and fuck, do I want to feel her. I want to savor this moment, revel in her warmth for as long as I can because it’s been so damn long.
I thrust up inside of her. My hand kneading her breast as she moans. My teeth graze her neck, my skin prickling in goosebumps as we ride this wave together. Tingles start from my toes, gliding all the way up my spine, and even though I want to drag this out for as long as fucking possible, I’m not going to last too much longer, so I need to bring her to the edge with me.
I move my hand from her breast to her clit, she whimpers as I circle at the same time I thrust up inside of her. She pushes back against me needing more friction, and I give it to her, both our bodies panting for breath.
We’ve needed this for so long.
Now it’s here, it is far better than I ever expected.
Her body begins to shake as I circle on her clit harder, then her pussy clamps on my cock bringing me closer to the edge. My balls pull up rapidly with the sensation, the pressure building as she brings her hand up gripping onto the back of my head, holding my lips to her neck.
“Oh God, Wraith,” she moans, climaxing so hard it has her pussy constricting around my cock. It sends a shockwave so intense through me, I don’t have a second to prepare before my balls squeeze, and the pressure detonates.
The moan leaving my throat is deep, guttural, primal as I let out all my pent-up tension. “Fuuck,” I yell while I pant for breath as my body keeps thrusting, drawing out every last drop, then collapses completely spent.
It’s hard to catch my breath as my hand runs up her stomach resting just above her belly button. I pull her to me even though I can hardly move.
“We’re so fucking good at that.” My hand splays out over her stomach. I exhale, my eyes closed as I calm my racing heart. “So, fucking good.”
She maneuvers on the bed facing me. I open my now sleepy eyes to behold her as Prinie’s hand comes up to caress my cheek. “You’re an amazing man, Wraith.”
I furrow my brows at her in confusion. “Me? I’m a fucked-up mess most of the time.”
“No. You didn’t for a second think about your addiction, did you?”
The realization hits me. “I… no. I needed you and only you.”
She caresses my face tenderly. “See not such a fucked-up mess after all, right?”
My hand slides down sitting over her stomach. “I need both of you.”
Prinie exhales, her entire body glowing. “And in three months you’ll get to meet her.”
“Did I ever tell you… from the second I knew you were pregnant, I knew she was a girl?”
She giggles. “No… how did you know?”
“I had a vision. A flash if you like, of me holding our baby. I knew then and there I would fight my addiction. That both my girls would become far more important to me. That you would help me overcome my needs.”
Prinie leans in pressing her lips to mine. “I will always fight for you, Talon. Always.”
“I love you, Prinie. More than anything in this world.” I lean in kissing her, putting my everything into the kiss.
She is my home.
My one true north.
She is the puzzle piece who completes me every damn time.
Without Prinie, I’m a fucking mess.
But with her, I can be anything.
I am strong.
I am capable.
I am enough.
And with our family, togethe
r, we are all each other will ever need.
WRAITH
A Month Later
Things at the club have settled down dramatically. The Baron is behind bars and as for Damir, he’s gone radio silent. I’m sure he’ll rear his ugly fucking head at some point, but I can’t spend my life worrying about that day.
For now, I am focusing solely on Prinie and our little girl.
As Zero, Cherry, Prinie, and I sit in the main room on Prinie’s laptop scrolling through websites containing baby names, I spot Kevlar on the phone in a deep conversation. His brow line is furrowed with obvious concern. He makes his way over, his face paling, sweat beads his temple.
“You okay?” I ask, grabbing everyone else’s attention.
They all shift their eyes to Kevlar, and he exhales. “That was Ethan. He said the Baron’s been talking in prison, trying to get his sentence reduced.”
Zero grumbles under his breath. “Right… what’s he saying?”
Kevlar cracks his neck to the side like he’s unsure of how to proceed. So, I exhale. “Just tell us, brother.”
“Baron’s sprouting that a cop was working with Frenzy. When Frenzy was killed by the Militia, the Baron hustled his way in and made a deal with the same cop. Said he’d give that cop all the dirt on the club—”
“My father would never rat to the cops. Not even if it’s about the Baron and how much of a cunt that asshole is,” Zero grunts out in anger.
Kevlar winces. “There’s more… apparently the Baron directed the cops to a single brick of Snow White, I’m guessing the one that went AWOL all that time ago. He’s been keeping it up his sleeve.”
“So, it was the Baron who took it,” I grit out through my teeth.
“Yeah, problem is, the cops have it, and the Baron’s pointing his finger firmly in my direction,” Kevlar states.
“You? Why you?”
Kevlar shrugs. “I have no fucking clue. Ethan’s given me a twenty-minute warning. We’ve only just got you out of jail, pres. If I go in… there’s no way an ex-cop like me is coming back out.”
Zero stands abruptly. “You gotta go… until we find a way to figure this out. Get rid of your phone, get a burner, you know how this shit works.”
Kevlar runs a hand through his hair. “Where the fuck do I go?”
“Best if we don’t know. But, brother, you gotta hightail it. Now. Check in when you can. Don’t take your cut. Nothing linking you to the club. Neon, grab Kevlar’s fake identity from the safe…” We all have fake identities and paperwork stashed away in case something like this happens, “… and at least ten grand.”
“So, what? I’m a fucking fugitive now? I have two fucking kids to think about in this!”
“You gotta run because of those kids, brother. Either that or you get put away with the very criminals you’ve locked up. We will keep an eye on your kids. We are your family, and family takes care of their own. You need something, you call the number Neon will supply you with. Do not, under any circumstances, call any one of us.”
“Fuck.”
Yeah.
Fuck is damn right.
NEXT IN THE SERIES:
Fugitive: The Houston Defiance MC Series Book Three
The club took me in.
Even though I was a cop.
The moment I handed in my badge, I knew becoming an outlaw would change my life forever.
As an ex-cop turned biker, my job is to stay loyal. To the club and my brothers. That is my sole purpose. Even though the reason I joined is no longer with us.
Losing love is hard, but life must go on.
Especially for my kids.
Even if they’re just out of reach.
Now I’m a fugitive, an outlaw, a ghost.
But I’ve run into someone I didn't see coming.
A ray of pure sunshine.
Just when I’d given up on family, now I’m ready to stand and fight.
But perhaps the battle is not where I think it lies.
Maybe my ray of sunshine will warm my life.
Or maybe the darkness surrounding her will freeze me to my very soul.
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