Devil’s Knights MC Box Set 2

by Winter Travers

  Gwen gasped, and her eyes widened. “Who was Evie?” she whispered.

  “My sister. I loved her, and she died. She was the last person I loved besides my mom. I can’t give that to someone again, Gwen, and you deserve more than what I can fucking give you.”

  “Don’t you think I should be the fucking judge of what I deserve?”

  “You don’t know what you’re asking for, Gwen. I see the way you watch King, Rigid, and Troy with the girls. I know you want that, and I don’t think I can give that to you.”

  “Don’t tell me what I fucking want! I want you, and I don’t care if you think I deserve someone else!”

  “You don’t know what you are asking for,” I growled. I was at the end of my patience with her. I could only warn her and fight with her so much.

  “Give me what I want!”

  “Don’t push me, Gwen.”

  She stepped closer, her head tilted back a bit. Even with heels on I was still taller than her. “Take it, Gambler. Take me.”

  I couldn’t do it anymore. I couldn’t deny myself the one thing I needed and wanted. I grabbed her around the waist and spun her around, slamming her against the door. “This makes you mine, Gwen. There’s no going back.” This was her last chance to change her mind.

  “I’ve never wanted anything more in my life,” she whispered.

  I slammed my mouth down on her’s and groaned as she instantly opened, yielding to me. My hands immediately went to her ass, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her heels digging into my back. “I wanna fuck you with just the heels on,” I growled.

  She wrapped her legs around me tighter and tossed her head back as I trailed kisses down her neck, tasting what I had been craving.

  I reached up, grabbing one side of her shirt and ripped it open. She gasped in surprise but didn’t stop me as I pulled her bra down and devoured her perfect tit. “Gambler,” she moaned, arching her body into me.

  She tugged at her shirt, twisting out of it and tossed it on the floor. I reached behind her, trying to free her perfect tits and moaned as her bra hit the floor. “You’re not allowed to ever put clothes on again.”

  A laugh bubbled out of her, and she cradled my face in her hands. “That sounds good now, but I’m pretty sure the first one of your friends to see me naked will end up dead.”

  “You’re probably right. I’ll just have to keep you in my room and never let you out.”

  “Now that has promise,” she said, nibbling on my bottom lip.

  “Don’t tempt me, doll. Slide down, we both have too many clothes on right now for this to go the way I want.”

  “So demanding,” she purred unwrapping her legs from me. Her feet touched the floor, but she kept her arms wrapped around my neck. “Everything off but the heels?”

  “Heels stay, the rest better be off in ten seconds.” I pulled my coat and cut off, turning around and tossed them on the bed. I turned back around, tugging my shirt over my head to see Gwen hopping from foot to foot pulling her pants off. I glimpsed a tiny purple triangle of cloth covering her sweet pussy, and I swear I could have cum in my jeans right there.

  I watched as she struggled to pull her pants over the heels. Her pants were skin tight, and there was no way she was going to get them off. “Stop,” I said, kneeling down in from of her. I grabbed her right foot, slipping her heel off and then her pant leg. I did the same with the left and then put both heels back on.

  “What about my panties?” she asked as I stood up.

  “They stay on for now.” I unbuttoned my jeans, watching as she bit her bottom lip. I leaned down, quickly unlacing my boots and kicked them off. Her tongue snaked out, licking her lips as I tugged my jeans down, my underwear coming down with them. “This first time is going to go fast, doll. I’ve wanted you for over a month. I’m pretty sure my dick is going to explode when it feels your tight pussy.” I pulled my pants down the rest of the way, my dick rock hard and bobbing.

  Gwen took a step towards me, her hand reaching out. “No.” She stopped in her tracks, confusion crossing her face. “Turn around, brace your hands on the door,” I ordered.

  She hesitantly turned around, her eyes not leaving mine until she was entirely turned around. “I want to touch you, Gambler. Please,” she begged as she put her hands on the door.

  “I told you I’m on the edge, doll. One touch from you and this is going to be over before we even start.” I stepped forward and trailed a finger down the center of her back. “So smooth,” I murmured.

  Her body shivered under my touch, a moan escaping from her lips. Her head fell forward and her back arched. “You’re torturing me,” she whispered.

  “Now you know how I’ve felt every night you wrapped your sweet, soft body around me.” I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me. “Spread your legs, doll.” She shuffled her feet a couple of inches apart and waited. Her breathing was shallow and short, and I knew she needed this just as much as I did.

  I reached around and cupped her pussy, her lips drenched with her desire. “So wet for me,” I murmured as I parted her slick lips. She trembled in my arms, and I placed my other hand on her stomach. My dick was cradled in the crack of her ass, and it took all my self-control not to bend her over and plow into her. “I’m going to make you come all over my hand,” I whispered, “and then you’re going to come even harder around my dick.”

  A tremor rocked through her body, and she tossed her head back, exposing her neck to me. I slipped a finger inside her as I trailed kisses down her neck.

  “Gambler,” she moaned as I pumped my finger in and out. I added another finger, and her tight pussy pulsed around them, making my dick rock hard and beg to be buried inside her. I flicked her clit with my thumb, her pussy drenched with her desire.

  “Are you gonna cum for me, doll?” I growled in her ear.

  “Yes,” she hissed as I worked her clit, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She threw her arms over her head and wrapped them around my head and held on. “I’m so close.”

  She arched her back, pressing her sweet ass into my rock hard dick. She rocked her body with the thrusting of my fingers, moans, and mewls of pleasure gasping from her lips.

  “Cum for me, Gwen. Now,” I demanded as I bit down on her earlobe. I pinched her clit, and she exploded around my fingers, her screams of ecstasy surrounding me. Her body bucking with every wave of pleasure that washed over her.

  “Gambler,” she moaned as her body came down, small tremors still taking over her body. She leaned back into me, the full weight of her pressed against me. “Holy fuck,” she cursed, resting her head on my shoulder.

  “That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” I growled, kissing her neck.

  “Hmm it sure felt good,” she purred.

  “Are you okay to stand?” I asked, trailing my hands up her body and cupped her perfect tits.

  “As long as you hold me up,” she laughed.

  “Hmm, I had plans of bending you over right here.”

  “Jesus Christ,” she gasped as another tremor rocked through her body. “Just the thought of you bending me over could make me cum.”

  “How about my dick makes you cum next, doll. Next time we can see if you can cum from just my voice.” I stepped back, holding onto her arms making sure she was steady enough to stand. “You good, doll?”

  She nodded her head and looked over her shoulder at me. “Never better.”

  I put my hand on the small of her back and slowly pushed her down till she was bent over, her ass in the air. “I’ve dreamed of seeing you like this. Bent over, ready and waiting for me,” I murmured, running my hand over the fullness of her ass.

  “Take me, Gambler,” she begged.

  I stroked my cock as I caressed her ass, spreading her cheeks, seeing her dripping wet pussy waiting for me. I stepped forward, my dick nudging the tight rose of her ass. She gasped, a slow moan escaping her lips as I trailed my dick down the crack of her ass and lined my dick up
with her sweet pussy.

  I slammed into her, unable to take things slow any longer. “Hold onto your ankles, baby.” I watched as her hands slid down her legs, and she wrapped her fingers around her delicate ankles. I rocked slowly in and out of her, eager to fuck the shit out of her, but not wanting it to be over that quickly.

  “Harder,” she moaned.

  “I go harder, and I’ll be done in ten seconds,” I gritted out.

  “Not to freak you out, but you don’t have a condom on.” Holy fuck! I pulled out but was stopped when Gwen reached, holding my legs so I couldn’t pull out all the way. “I’m on the pill, and there is no way we are going to use a condom after I felt how perfect you fit inside me.”

  “Jesus fucking Christ, Gwen. How the hell am I supposed to stop after you said that?”

  “You’re not. That’s exactly why I said it. If you stop, I’ll kill you,” she threatened. She dug her nails into my leg, tightening her grip.

  I slowly sunk back into her as she tossed her head back. “Fuck,” I moaned as she squeezed the walls of her pussy around my dick.

  “Fuck me hard, Gambler. Make it better than anything I’ve ever felt.”

  She didn’t have to tell me twice. “Can you reach down and put your hands on the floor?” She reached down without a word, but we both moaned as she leaned forward, and I slipped even further into her. “Hold on, doll. I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you.”

  I pulled out and slammed back into her, her body rocking forward. She braced her hands farther apart and waited for more. I slowly slid out, leaving only the tip inside her. She rocked her body backward and slammed down on my dick. “Fuck me, Gambler. I don’t want gentle. I want everything you can give me.”

  I growled at her words, wondering how the hell I had gotten so lucky to find this perfect woman. I grabbed her waist, my fingertips digging into her hips and slammed into her, the tight walls of her pussy contracting around me. I thrust in and out, each one better than the last.

  “Yes,” she moaned, as I pounded into her, reaching for my release. I reached around, parted the lips of her pussy and flicked her clit. “Gambler,” she screamed. She stumbled forward as her orgasm crashed into her, but I caught her by her hips as I slammed into her one last time as I came in her tight, sweet pussy that was milking every last drop of cum from me. “Holy fuck,” I groaned, throwing my head back. I leaned forward, covering her body with mine, and lifted her up, helping her stand up.

  Her head limply laid on my shoulder, her breathing labored and short. “I have no idea what that position was called, but we need to do that again. Soon.”

  “First, I need to sit down before I fall down, doll.” I leaned over, lifting her into my arms and turned around and laid her on the bed. She kicked her shoes off, scooted up to the pillows and pulled the covers back. She slipped under them and held the sheet back, waiting for me.

  “You do know it’s only four o’clock, right?”

  She shrugged her shoulders and patted the mattress. “Who said anything about sleeping?”

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  Chapter 20

  Gwen

  I was beyond exhausted, but I wanted more. I don’t think I would ever get tired of this man. Gambler looked down at me, smirking, and my heart melted a little bit. That fucking smirk drove me crazy. I grabbed his arm and tugged him down on the mattress.

  He crawled on top of me, caging me in with his arms and trapping me with his body. “You’re just a little vixen, aren’t you, doll?”

  “Only for you,” I purred, reaching up, stroking his cheek. He had a weeks worth of stubble, and it drove me mad. Each day he became more and more gorgeous. “I like this,” I murmured.

  He leaned his cheek into my hand, “Maybe I’ll keep it for a while since you seem to be a fan of it.”

  “I wonder what it would feel like everywhere.”

  Gambler leaned down, rubbing his cheek against the side of my breast. “You mean here?” he mumbled.

  The scratchy roughness drove me crazy as he worked his way down my stomach, raining kisses as he went. “Hmm, maybe just a little lower,” I cooed.

  “Here?” He nipped at my side.

  “Closer.”

  He kneeled in between my legs, spreading them wide. “Right here?” he whispered, a breath away from my core. I dug my fingers into the bed and nodded my head. “I need to hear you, doll. Tell me where you want it.”

  “Make me cum,” I pleaded, arching my back.

  “Hmm, I’ve already done that twice.” He parted the lips of my pussy, his breath teasing me. “How should I make you come?”

  Oh my God. Just his voice was setting me on the brink of coming. One touch from him and I knew I was going to go off like a rocket. “Your tongue. I need your tongue,” I pleaded. He flicked my clit with the tip of his tongue, and a tremor rocked my body.

  “Like that?” I looked down my body to see Gambler smirking at me, his eyes burning with desire.

  “More. I need more,” I panted.

  “Whatever you want, doll. It’s all yours.” His head disappeared, and he sucked my clit into his mouth, his tongue swirling, and kneading.

  I dug my heels into the bed, lifting my body up, reaching for more. Gambler put his hand on my stomach, pushing me down back on the bed. His hand glided up, grabbing my breast, pinching the nipple in between his fingers. I was in fucking heaven and hell all at the same time. I had never felt the way Gambler made me feel before, but it was pure torture, and I wanted more.

  Gambler looked up, his eyes connecting with mine. I bit my lip as I caught a glimpse of his tongue flicking my clit. “Fuck me,” he groaned, raising his head. “I bet your fucking mouth was made for my dick.” He grabbed my hand, pulling me up and rolled us over so I was sprawled out on top of him.

  “Hmm, I liked what you were doing,” I pouted, kissing his neck.

  He grabbed my ass, “Flip around, doll, I want you sucking my cock while I eat that sweet pussy.” He smacked my ass and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

  I moaned as I slid down his body and swung my leg over his body and came face to face with his rock hard dick. He didn’t need to tell me twice to do anything. Everything he wanted was the same thing I needed. I slid his cock into my mouth, moaning as he spread the lips of my pussy and flicked my clit with his finger. “So wet,” he mumbled. His tongue swirled around my clit, and I dug my nails into his thighs, holding on as he brought me to the edge with one touch. I bobbed my head up and down, my tongue feeling every ridge and vein of his cock.

  Gambler grabbed my ass, pulling me down and buried his face in my pussy, licking and devouring every inch. “I’m gonna cum,” I moaned, raising my head and stroked him with my hand.

  “Mouth,” Gambler muffled, slapping my ass.

  I slid him back into my mouth as my hand stroked his shaft. I swirled my tongue around the tip and sucked hard as I moved my hand faster. I heard Gambler moan and knew he was just as close as I was. “Faster,” he panted. “I want to cum down your throat while you scream my name.”

  There he goes again making me want to come from just his voice. I slide all the way down until he hit the back of my throat and swallowed. Gambler roared, his balls tightening and his dick pulsed under my tongue. He nipped at my clit and tipped me over the edge, my orgasm slamming into me as his cum coated my throat.

  His fingers dug into my ass as he thrust into my mouth wringing every last drop of cum from him. My arms shook as I tried to hold myself, my orgasm rocking my body harder than the last time.

  “God dammit, you are unbelievable.”

  I swirled my tongue one last time around the head of his dick, making sure not to miss a drop of his sweet cum and laid my head on his thigh. “No, I think you’re the amazing one for making me cum three times in less than an hour.”

  He stroked my back, trailing his fingers in lazy circles. “Happy to be of service,” he laughed, his body shaking under me.

  I rolled o
ff and face planted in the mattress, completely rung out. “You do know I’ll be needing daily service from now on.”

  Gambler laughed even harder and sat up. He reached for me, grabbing my arms and pulled me into his lap. He brushed the hair out of my face and stroked my cheek. “Only if you promise to service me.”

  “I’m sure that can be arranged,” I leaned up, my lips brushing against him. “I think you might have broken me for the rest of the night, though.”

  “I doubt that. I say we rest, get some dinner, and then maybe I can do some more service. You do know I’m a mechanic, so I like to be very thorough in my work. Check under the hood,” he trailed his tongue between my breasts, “check the spark plus,” his tongue snaked out, swirling around my nipple, “and you can’t forget about checking the undercarriage.” His hand cupped my pussy, and another tremor of anticipation ran through me. How the hell did this man manage to make me cum three times and still leave me wanting more?

  “I guess I better rest and prepare for my full inspection.” I rested my head on his chest, the steady beating of his heart calming and lulling me to sleep.

  I finally gave in to what I wanted, and the world didn’t end. Maybe I would get my happy ending after all.

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  Chapter 21

  Gambler

  “Salsa?” Gwen asked, sitting back down in my lap as she poured a shit ton of salsa on her nachos.

  After we had recovered by taking an hour nap, we managed to find our clothes we had tossed all over the room and ventured out to the kitchen. Meg was just about to put a plate up for us as we walked in.

  We both piled our plates high and headed over to the table where Roam, Hammer, Slider, and King were playing poker. “Go get another chair,” King said to Hammer as we set our plates down.

  “No, we’re good,” Gwen said, waving her hand at Ham to sit down.

  “Doll, where the hell are you going to sit?”