Breaking Dragon (Savage Brothers MC #1)(24)

“Not happy Mama.”

She turns around to look at me and Christ. She’s in her pajamas again, minus those hideous socks she had on last night. Her hair is pulled up and away from her face in another one of those god-awful bun contraptions she had last night. She doesn’t have a bit of make up on, and she’s in front of the stove holding a spatula and smiling at me. I don’t think I had ever seen anything better. Gorgeous! My dick which had already been hard now throbbed. Her smile falters and her face heats as she looks at me and takes in my aroused state. So, f*cking cute! Hell had I ever known a woman who blushed?

“Dragon you’re naked!”

“I woke up and my woman wasn’t in the bed.”

“I was hungry….Wait your woman?” She asks but I wasn’t in the mood to play twenty f*cking questions.

“I was too.” I growl walking over to the stove, turning it off and yanking the spatula out of her hand.

“Was too…what?” She asks as I put my hands under her ass and pulled her up on my body.

She squeals and then put her arms around my neck and locks her legs behind my back.

“Hungry.” I whisper nibbling on her neck gently while trying to make my way back up the stairs.

“Holy hell did I enter Skinemax?” A loud voice asks from behind me.

I look over my shoulder to see Nicole’s friend standing there. What had Crush said her name was?

I ignore her, more important things on my mind.

“I can’t believe you’re naked! Dani is ogling your ass!” Nicole whispers in my ear.

Aww…Dani, whatever, I can’t help but grin at Nicole’s words though.

“Dani quit staring at Dragon’s ass!” She yells and damn, the woman has lungs.

“It’s a f*cking nice ass Nic. Makes you want to just dig your nails into it and hold on for the ride.”

Nicole lays her head down on my shoulder.

“She’s not wrong,” she sighs, her breath tickling my ear.

My dick leaks at the image of her holding on as I f*ck her hard. I want to feel her nails biting into me as her body opens for me to sink in. Aw, f*ck if I don’t get control I’m going to nail her here on the stairs while her girl is watching.

I count backwards in my head, trying to calm myself. It’s hopeless, my control snaps when she begins nibbling on my neck, sucking my skin into her mouth, running her teeth gently against the muscle and releasing with a teasing lick. She has one hand in my hair and another slowly trailing her nails down my chest.

“You taste good Dragon.” She whispers, her fingernails graze my nipple at the exact same time she bites into the lobe of my ear. Nicole’s tongue licks over the bite and then twirls in my ear.

I don’t know how to explain it, I’ve f*cked so many women in my life, I couldn’t tell you who they were, let alone what they looked like. It had always been a warm hole and a way to work out the anger inside of me. You didn’t live the life I have led and not be filled with hate and anger. Still, with all the experience I’ve had, not one touch had affected me like Nicole’s.

I made it to the bedroom, but it was a near thing. I slam the bedroom door, drowning out her girls’ laughter. I admit I might have run up those last two stairs. I lean against the closed door and let Nicole slide to the floor, keeping her body tight against mine.

“You’re running awful hot Nicole after being cool last night.”

“A girl can change her mind, can’t she Dragon?” She asks her voice soft and husky, sending even more need through my body.

“I wasn’t complaining Mama, just wondering about my good luck.”

“There’s something I can reassure you about Dragon.” She said.

Nicole pulls away from me and I let her, even though I would rather keep her closer. I was afraid she was going to put a stop to our party and I wish I had kept my damn mouth shut. Instead she shocks the hell out of me and starts taking off her shirt.

“Reassure me?” I ask, watching the shirt fall to the floor, as her hands move to unlatch the front clasp of the hot pink and black bra she’s wearing. It’s sexy as hell, but can’t hold a candle to the way her rose colored nipples are pebbled and her heavy breasts call to me, once she frees them. I make a fist to keep from reaching out and taking what I want. She has a plan and I’m damn sure interested to see where she is going to take it. Still, I have every intention of torturing her later and covering every inch of her breasts with my marks. I want her to look at herself for days and see where my mouth and teeth have been. Fuck, I’m not talking just her tits either. I can’t wait to explore her entire body.

“Yeah, because I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, you are going to get very lucky.” She says, stepping out of her pajamas to reveal she’s not wearing anything underneath. I thought she was perfect in that moment. I honestly didn’t believe anything could get better. Then, she reaches up and pulls her hair down, so that it falls around her face in waves. I drink her in like a man that has been lost in the desert for months. Fucking phenomenal! The fact that her face is heated with embarrassment makes her sexier. She wasn’t used to this. She was stepping out of her comfort zone…for me. Opening up and laying herself bare, all for me. I made a decision right there in that moment. It wasn’t conscious, it just locked into place. I’d be the last f*cking man she opens up to. She was mine and she was f*cking staying that way.