by Harley Wylde
She lifted her head to glare at me. “That’s not true. I’m not that horny every night.”
“No, some nights you only want sex once.”
She huffed at me, and I lightly smacked her ass. She knew I was telling the truth. If it weren’t for the nausea and fatigue, she’d have been on my cock every second of the day, or at least she’d have tried. It was a perk I hoped would last until it was no longer safe for us to have sex. The doctor warned that by the third trimester we might have to hold off, depending how she carried and her overall health.
According to Beast, Lyssa hadn’t had to abstain until the very end. I could only hope Danica had that same luck. Or rather, that I did. Not having sex with my beautiful wife for months would be the hardest damn thing I’d ever do. I seriously hoped it didn’t come to that.
She wiggled against me, and I smiled, knowing what she needed. I slipped my hand between us and worked my fingers into her panties. She gasped as I brushed over her clit.
“Oh, God. Parks.”
“You know you want to come, Dani girl. Let me make you feel good.”
“Yes! Yes, make me come.”
I nuzzled her. “You want my fingers or my mouth?”
“Both. And your cock. I want it all.”
“Greedy girl,” I murmured.
I rolled her to her back and stripped away her clothes. Spreading her thighs, I trailed my fingers over her slick pussy. I rubbed her clit, backing off each time she got close to coming. It didn’t take much to get her off right now. I’d barely touched her the other night before she soaked the bed. Hottest thing ever.
I lay between her thighs and licked her pussy. I worked two fingers inside her as I flicked her clit with my tongue. I gave it quick, short strokes before circling the bud a few times. When I licked it again, I drove my fingers into her, curling them a little when I pulled back. Danica whimpered and her hips lifted.
“That’s my girl,” I murmured. “Come for me, honey.”
“Parks.”
I worked her pussy with my lips, tongue, and fingers, until she’d come twice. She lay panting, her legs open. I sat up, leaning back on my knees. Hooking her legs over my arms, I lowered her onto my cock. I held her ass off the bed, thrusting up into her.
“So hot. So wet.” I fucked her harder, watching her breasts bounce with every stroke. “Do you have any idea how sexy you are?”
“Parks, please.”
“Please what?”
“Make me come again. I need it. Need it so bad.”
I managed to slide my hand over her belly and down to her pussy. I worked her clit with my thumb while I drove my cock into her again and again. She let out a loud, keening cry as her pussy clenched on me. The wet gush of her release was almost more than I could take. My balls drew up and before I could say another word, I was coming.
“Fuck!” I pounded into her. “So. Fucking. Good!”
When I had nothing left to give, I eased her down onto the bed. I curled myself around her, kissing every part of her I could reach.
“I love you, Dani. More than words could ever say.”
“Love you too, Parks.”
“If I were to die with you in my arms, I’d be at peace. You’re all I want or need, Danica Saeed. My old lady. My wife. My everything. You’re my entire world.”
She didn’t say anything, and I looked down, smiling when I realized she’d fallen asleep again. I didn’t need to hear her say it back. She showed me every day how much she loved me. It was in the way she made my favorite meals, when she felt up to cooking. The way she took care of our home. Took care of me.
I was the luckiest bastard ever, because I had the most amazing woman by my side. Together, we could overcome anything. I might be her king, but she was my queen. And for her, I’d move heaven and earth. Lay waste to anyone who dared keep us apart. She was the sun. The moon. She was my heart and the other half of my soul. Without her, I was nothing. With her, I knew I could conquer the world.
Dear Reader
Thank you for reading Ranger (Reckless Kings MC). I hope you enjoyed the story and will take a moment to leave a review or rating at the retailer of your choice, Goodreads, or BookBub. Your support means so much to me.
Ranger touched on some darker topics like stalking and rape. I didn’t want to delve too deeply, as I know those subjects can trigger some readers. I’m sure you’re wondering about Hatchet’s daughter, Raven. Don’t worry. You’ll find out more about her in the Hades Abyss MC series.
If you haven’t read the Bad Boy Romance series, you may have missed Cowboy’s book. The story of Cowboy and Jacey can be found in Bad Boy Romance Book 4. It can be read as a stand-alone, so you don’t need to read the first three books in that series before reading Cowboy. As you’ve probably noticed, I tend to have a lot of crossovers in my series. For a chronological reading order, visit my website and click on the Books link. The list is hyperlinked at the top of the page under Books.
Thank you again for taking a chance on my books!
Until next time…
Harley
Playlist for Ranger
Usually, I listen to music while I write. This time, I listened to TV shows and movies. Although, I have to admit, I have a tendency to stop and watch for a few minutes here and there when Supernatural is my show of choice for the day. Who could ever resist Jensen Ackles and Jeffrey Dean Morgan?
The movies/shows I listen to while I write typically have nothing to do with the story. They’re things I enjoy or have seen so many times, I don’t have to watch to know what’s going on. I like a lot of paranormal shows, horror movies, fairy tales, romances, and more.
So, my TV/Movie playlist for Ranger is…
* Supernatural (Seasons 1-3)
* Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Seasons 1-3)
* Angel (Seasons 1-2)
* Creepshow (Season 1)
* The True Memoirs of an International Assassin
* Mr. Right
* American Mary
* Lights Out
Harley Wylde
Harley Wylde is the International Bestselling Author of the Dixie Reapers MC, Devil’s Boneyard MC, and Hades Abyss MC series.
When Harley’s writing, her motto is the hotter the better – off-the-charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can’t deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you’ve come to the right place. She doesn’t shy away from the dangers and nastiness in the world, bringing those realities to the pages of her books, but always gives her characters a happily-ever-after and makes sure the bad guys get what they deserve.
The times Harley isn’t writing, she’s thinking up naughty things to do to her husband, drinking copious amounts of Starbucks, and reading. She loves to read and devours a book a day, sometimes more. She’s also fond of TV shows and movies from the 1980s, as well as paranormal shows from the 1990s to today, even though she’d much rather be reading or writing.
Harley at Changeling: changelingpress.com/harley-wylde-a-196