Primal Need (Primal Howlers MC Book 2)

by Piper Davenport

  Okay, maybe not that big. A baby arm with an apple in its fist.

  No…bigger.

  “Clean bill of health, but I’m still gonna use a condom tonight.” He held up a piece of paper he’d unfolded and then set it on the nightstand.

  “Okay. Just so you know, I’m on the pill.”

  He smiled as he rolled a condom on and knelt between my legs. “This is gonna go quick, Dimples. We’ll slow it down later, but I need to bury myself deep or I’m gonna fuckin’ explode. Spread for me. Shirt off.”

  I nodded, spreading for him, removing my T-shirt and freeing my breasts from my lacy bra.

  “Jesus, you’re beautiful,” he breathed out, leaning over me and taking a nipple into his mouth.

  I slid my hands into his hair and arched into his mouth but when his cock pressed at my entrance, I stilled. He was bigger than he looked… if that was even possible.

  “You okay?” he rasped.

  “Yes. It’s just been a while,” I admitted. “And you’re… well, you’re well-endowed.”

  He chuckled, leaning down to kiss me gently as he pushed slowly into me. “Tell me if it’s too much.”

  I cupped his face and smiled. “I promise I’ll tell you if it’s too much, but you have to fuck me unless I ask you to stop.”

  “I can do that.”

  “Hard, Sunny.” I slid my leg over his hip and raised up to take him deeper.

  “You sure?”

  I stroked his beard, then gave it a little tug. “Yes.”

  Then he moved.

  Good lord on high, the man moved.

  Linking our fingers together, he stretched my arms above my head, keeping both pinned to the mattress with one hand as he kissed me, sliding his other hand between us and fingering my clit as he slammed into me.

  “I can’t wait, Sunny,” I warned, arching into him as an orgasm built.

  He grunted, then kissed me again.

  “Come,” he said, and I let myself go as his giant dick pulsed against my walls, almost making me come again.

  He released my hands and I slid them into his hair, pulling his head down to kiss me. “Wow.”

  He grinned, rolling us to our sides, facing each other, but still connected. “Yeah.”

  “I’m gonna need you to do that again.”

  “Give me a couple of minutes and I’ll be good.”

  I ran a finger down a ropey muscle across his chest. “I say we eat, then do that again.”

  “We’re gonna get creative when we do it again.”

  I smiled. “Can we get a little kinky too?”

  He raised an eyebrow. “You like kink?”

  “I don’t know, honestly, but I’d like to explore with you.”

  “I’m all over that.” Sundance kissed me again, sliding out gently. “I’ll get rid of the condom and we’ll eat. Don’t get dressed.”

  “Naked Chinese. I’m in.”

  He laughed and headed to the bathroom. I reached over and checked his test results before he returned with a warm washcloth and settled it between my legs. “Are you sore?”

  “Not even a little bit.”

  “I’m gonna change that later.”

  I chuckled. “I look forward to it.”

  He tugged me down the bed by my hips and kissed me again. “Let’s eat.”

  “Mmm.”

  “What?”

  “I’m trying to decide if I want Chinese or American.” I bit my lip and glanced at his cock, now fully erect again. “A giant, all-beef hot dog sounds good right about now.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Yes.” I scooted to the edge of the mattress and slid my hands to his hips.

  “Let me get a condom.”

  I shook my head, wrapping my hand around his girth. “I want to taste you, not rubber.”

  He grinned. “Suit yourself.”

  I licked the precum off the tip, then slid my lips over his cock, taking him deep. So deep, I almost choked.

  Almost.

  “Jesus,” he hissed, his hands sliding into my hair and gripping my scalp.

  I released him with a pop of my lips and frowned up at him. “You okay?”

  “Yeah, Dimples, keep going.”

  “If it’s too much, you let me know and we’ll stop,” I said, turning his words back on him.

  He grinned. “Yeah, that’s not gonna happen.”

  “So, can I continue?” I sassed.

  “That’d be good.”

  I wrapped my mouth around him again, increasing the pressure of my tongue as I took him deeper. I could not get enough, releasing him briefly to spit in my palm and work his length with both my mouth and hand.

  I cupped his balls with one hand, took him as deep as I could with my mouth while stroking his cock with my other hand. I worked him faster and faster until his hands pulled my hair and I knew he was close when he began to fuck my face.

  “I’m gonna come,” Sundance warned, and I nodded, jacking him faster.

  I felt his balls tighten in my hand, then he thrust hard and I felt the warmth of his cum in the back of my throat. I swallowed every drop, continuing to suck until I’d milked him dry.

  “Jesus fuckin’ Christ,” he rasped, and I smiled up at him.

  “Did you just meet him?”

  “Close.” Sundance laughed, hooking his hands under my arms and lifting me to his height, kissing me gently. “That was amazing.”

  Wrapping my arms around his neck, I wove my fingers into his hair. “Glad you liked it.”

  “Did you?”

  I cocked my head. “Enjoy it?”

  He nodded.

  “Every second.” I kissed him again. “I can’t say I’ve done it a lot, but I’d like to.”

  “My dick is at your disposal anytime.”

  “You might regret saying that.”

  He gave me a squeeze. “Highly fuckin’ doubt it.”

  “Now that I’ve had American, I’m ready for Chinese.”

  “Lead the way, beautiful.”

  We headed to my kitchen and ate Chinese.

  Naked.

  The only problem with naked Chinese, was half an hour later, I was horny again.

  Sundance

  I LEFT WYATT sleeping in her bed, my desire to stay with her setting me on edge. She was the first woman since Morgan who made me think of more. And I didn’t have fuckin’ time for more.

  But her pussy. Jesus, it felt like home.

  Dragging my helmet on, I headed back to the cabin. With the weather getting cooler, riding was gonna be limited soon, so I took the long way back to my club.

  Walking into the building, I made my way to Rocky’s office and leaned in. My VP was staring at his computer screen, a cigarette burning in the ashtray beside him, and a glass of scotch in his hand. “Any updates?”

  He glanced up and shook his head. “The bitch is behavin’ herself for the moment.”

  I settled myself against the doorframe. “Don’t like that, Rock.”

  “You and me both, brother.”

  “Who’s on her?”

  “Snowcone.”

  I sighed. “She knows him.”

  “The problem is, she knows all of us, so we’re limited.”

  I nodded. Fuckin’ Sonja. I needed to stop that cunt and stop her soon.

  “Put Aero on her for the rest of the week. He’s better at subterfuge.”

  “Okay.”

  I walked up to my room and pulled out my phone, texting Wyatt to let her know I was back safe. She responded immediately with the pointy finger emoji next to an okay sign emoji. My dick took notice. Jesus, she was as insatiable as I was.

  I texted a promise for more kink soon, then headed for the shower.

  I opted for a cold one.

  * * *

  Wyatt

  Two weeks later, I headed home from work, excited for a proper date with Sundance. Don’t get me wrong, we were getting to know each other. We’d talk multiple times a day, and often late into the night, but we’
d only seen each other three times, which usually involved copious amounts of sex.

  And I loved sex. At least, with him. But I also felt like we were in a love bubble and I wanted to see how we’d work in the real world.

  “Babe, we’re good,” he’d argued, as we lay naked in each other’s arms in my bed three nights ago.

  “Yes, we are,” I said. “But we haven’t left the privacy of my home. Don’t you think we should see how we fit on the outside?”

  “You need hearts and flowers, Dimples?”

  “Kinda.” I sighed. “I feel like all of this is on hyperdrive and we’re doing everything backwards?”

  “How so?”

  “I’ve just always felt that dating should come before sex. I’ve jumped into bed with you without really knowing anything about you.”

  “Baby, you know me.”

  “I do, you’re right, but I know what you’ve told me. Outside of the art show for your friend, which didn’t end well, we haven’t really done anything that’s taken us outside of the safety of the bubble. Maybe that doesn’t make sense.” I sighed again. “Sorry, I’m not being clear.”

  “You’re being clear,” he said. “We’ll go out. Friday night.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Yep. I’ll buy you flowers.”

  I smiled. “I don’t really need the flowers.”

  “Gonna fuckin’ buy my woman flowers.”

  “Okay, Sunny, flowers would be nice.”

  My doorbell rang, bringing my thoughts back to the present, and I made my way to the door and checked the peephole.

  “Hi,” I said, pulling open the door.

  “Hey, baby, you look pretty.”

  I wore a dark pair of skinny jeans and knee-high boots with a blue, V-neck, flowery blouse that tied at the waist.

  “Thanks. So do you.”

  Sundance chuckled, leaning down to kiss me gently. “I look pretty?”

  “So, so pretty,” I sassed as he handed me a giant bouquet of orange roses. “Wow,” I breathed out. “These are beautiful. How did you know I wasn’t a red rose girl?”

  “You own nothing red, other than wine, so I took a guess.”

  I pressed my body against his, leaning up on my tiptoes to kiss his neck. “Let’s stay in.”

  He grinned, giving my bottom a pat. “As much as that tempts me, we’ve got a reservation at the Overland, so I’m takin’ you out.”

  The Overland was an exclusive restaurant inside the swanky Overland Arms Hotel and almost impossible to get in without at least a month’s notice. “You got us in at the Overland?”

  “Yep. Used to sell the head chef weed.”

  “Technically, you sell everyone weed,” I pointed out.

  “True.”

  “But you’re talking about under the table, off the books, aren’t you?”

  He raised an eyebrow. “Do you wanna go eat, or stand here and discuss my business dealings?”

  “I’d honestly like you to eat me.”

  “You were also the one who wanted us to get out of our bubble and see how we ‘fit’ on the outside.”

  “I have no recollection of that. That would make me crazy and I’m pretty sure I’m not crazy.”

  “No, you’re not crazy, but you do have selective amnesia.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Then I better put these in water before I forget about them.”

  He closed my door and followed me into the kitchen where I set the flowers in a vase of water and grabbed my purse.

  As I walked past him, Sundance slid his arm around my waist and pulled me to him. “Hey.”

  I smiled up at him. “Yes?”

  “My tongue’ll do its magic later. Promise.”

  Shivering, I kissed him quickly. “I’m going to hold you to that.”

  He chuckled and we headed downstairs to his truck.

  Pulling up to the hotel, we parked then made our way inside. There were some side eyes from a few of the older clientele as we walked to our table and it took everything inside of me not to make some kind of snotty remark, but Sundance just smiled and waited for me to take my seat before taking his own.

  “Does that happen a lot?” I asked after the hostess walked away.

  The hostess had been giving my man a wholly different kind of side eye, which both made me proud and want to scratch her eyes out.

  “What?”

  “The glary looks from people.”

  “Baby, I’m a biker. Lots of people have lots of responses to that fact.”

  “I don’t like it,” I said, and glared at my menu.

  He chuckled. “Yeah, I can tell.”

  “Why are you so calm?” I hiss-pered.

  “I’m in a fancy restaurant with the most beautiful woman in the room sitting across from me. I’m about to eat some kickass food prepared by a good friend, who also happens to be a Michelin Star chef, and then I’m gonna take my woman home and fuck her until she can’t walk. Why wouldn’t I be calm?”

  “Oh, my god,” I whispered. “You keep talking like that, I’m going to crawl under this table and suck—”

  “Hey, Sundance.”

  I jumped slightly at the deep voice, and glanced up at a man I hadn’t seen or heard approach. Oh my god, I was mortified. Hopefully, he didn’t hear me.

  “Hey, brother.” Sundance grinned and stood, hugging him. “JT, this is Wyatt. Wyatt, JT.”

  I moved to stand, but he waved me down. “Don’t get up. It’s nice to meet you.”

  I shook his hand, my face still blazing. “Nice to meet you, too.”

  “You wanna look at the menu, or do you want me to surprise you?” he asked.

  “Surprise us,” Sundance said.

  “Okay, man. I’ll come check on you later.”

  “Thanks.”

  Sundance sat back down again, and I raised an eyebrow at him. “You could have warned me he was close.”

  He chuckled. “You were expressing your appreciation. I didn’t want to disturb you.”

  “You’re gonna owe me later.”

  “I’ll pay any penance you want me to.”

  I bit my lip and grabbed the wine menu. “Good thing they have an expensive wine list and I have a little while to figure out exactly what your penance will be.”

  Sundance laughed and I couldn’t stop a grin as I found my favorite bottle of wine on the list.

  At a hefty price.

  I ordered it.

  Wyatt

  A FEW TUESDAYS later, I walked into yoga to find YaYa waiting for me in the back. She and I had been texting back and forth and had met for lunch a few times, and I really liked her. I didn’t have a whole lot of girlfriends, so she was a nice addition to my life.

  “Hi,” she said with a big grin.

  “Hey.” I rolled my mat out. “How are you?”

  “I’m great. You?”

  In need of Sundance’s dick in my vagina, but I’m choosing yoga instead in an effort to calm the horny.

  Of course, I didn’t say that, but answered with an overly bubbly, “Fantastic.”

  “I’m putting a girls’ night out together with a few friends on Friday. Do you want to come?”

  I cocked my head. “Actually, that sounds really fun.”

  “Awesome. I’ll text you the info.”

  We didn’t get a chance to talk again until class was done, but by then, I was excited to get home to shower. Sundance was on his way over and I hadn’t seen him for over a week. Between work and Teddy, and whatever was going on with his club (he refused to share), we were both busy.

  “I’ll text you,” YaYa promised as we walked out of class.

  “Can’t wait,” I said, and headed to my car, rushing home and jumping in the shower.

  Sundance texted just as I stepped out, letting me know he was in the lobby. I called down to the desk and gave him permission to come up, grabbing a robe as I headed to the door and pulling it open just as he knocked.

  “I just got out of the shower,” I complained as
he pushed me further inside and kissed me, kicking the door shut.

  “Good,” he retorted. “No clothes to impede my access to you.”

  I sighed dramatically. “I wanted to put a little makeup on, and blow dry my hair. You know, put some effort into my appearance, but if you insist on arriving early, then you get what you get.”

  He chuckled, untying the sash of my robe. “Do you hear me complaining?”

  Sliding his hand between my legs, he palmed my clit as he kissed my neck.

  I arched into his touch. “I just want to be beautiful for you.”

  “You are beautiful.” He frowned meeting my eyes. “Where’s this coming from?”

  “Nowhere,” I assured. “Truly. I’m not particularly insecure…well, most of the time, anyway. We’re just new and I really like you, so I…” I shook my head. “You know what? Never mind. I’m rambling. Continue with what you were doing.”

  He smiled slowly, sliding his hand to my hip which made me wish I’d never said anything.

  “I like you, too, Dimples. And, like I said at dinner a while ago, I think you’re the prettiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, so don’t feel like you need to change a thing.”

  Well, that was seriously nice.

  “You’re the prettiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on, so I guess we’re even.”

  He grinned, kissing me again. “You gonna let me go back to your pussy now?”

  “God, yes,” I hissed.

  He knelt in front of me, pressing his face between my legs, and I wove my fingers into his hair as his tongue lapped at my folds. He guided my right leg over his shoulder which opened me wider to him, but it also meant I had to use the wall for balance.

  As he continued to lick, suck, and kiss his way around my nether regions, I tried to stay upright.

  “Sunny,” I breathed out. “Oh, god. Now!”

  I exploded, my legs turning to jelly, and Sundance guided me onto his lap as I slid down the wall and straddled him, throwing my arms over his shoulders and dropping my forehead to his. “Hi.”

  He grinned, kissing me quickly. “Hey.”

  “I think you should greet me like that every time I see you.”

  “If you’re naked and waitin’ every time I see you, I’ll be happy to oblige.”

  I gave him a squeeze. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

  I noticed a backpack next to us and nodded toward it. “What’s that?”