Claiming Crusher (Savage Brothers MC #4)(44)

“I asked you a question. Answer me, do you know why?”

I couldn’t tear my eyes off his cock if I wanted to. My mouth is dry and I’m dying to touch him. So I reach out my hand to do just that. “No…”

Zander doesn’t let me touch him though. He grabs my hand and uses it to spin me around so I’m pressed against the side of the truck. My hands grip the top of the bed and I hiss at the cold metal feel against my stomach and breasts. His hands roughly pull my underwear down. He pushes against me, his cock slipping in my ass and pushing against the entrance, but not actually going in. His hand comes around and fingers push inside my *. I gasp at the intrusion and tighten my inner muscles against them, trying to ride.

“I didn’t eat out this sweet f*cking cunt because it’s been too damn long since I’ve been inside of you and I’m going to f*ck you and f*ck you hard to make up for that. Right here, where anyone can see us. Right here, because I’m so f*cking hard I can’t wait and you’re going to love every minute of it aren’t you, Hellcat?” His gravelly voice whispers against my ear, so smoky and thick it’s like I can feel the words pour over me. I’m lost in this man.

“Yes,” I tell him, because there can be no other answer.

“Yes, what?” He growls as his fingers slip from me. Before I can mourn their loss, he pulls at my hips and positions me and then slides into me. It’s f*cking brilliant. My hands tighten on the truck, wadding the black tank underneath them, and I hiss at his hard intrusion.

“Fuck me!” I growl out, frustrated when he refuses to move.

That must have been the magic words because he begins sliding in and out of me, I thrust back against him, trying to meet him and drive him in deeper. He’s slamming me hard, so deep inside of me that I can taste him. My orgasm is building, I can feel it start and I want it, I need it and that’s when I see him. There’s a guy two cars away watching us. I can’t make a lot out. He’s hidden in the shadows, but I can see him reach down to his pants and take his dick out. My heart picks up a beat. I swallow. Oh shit.

“Zander…” I squeak. Stopping the way I grind back against him, so I don’t meet his thrusts.

Zander slaps my ass and pulls me back into him and it feels like he’s gone deeper than he ever has before. I can’t stop myself from clenching his cock hard and angling so he rakes the sides of my walls as he withdraws.

“Zander, we’re being watched,” I gasp but I don’t break our stride this time, I can’t. It feels too good.

Zander thrusts back in and holds still, slamming me against the side of the truck and pushing against me so tight he doesn’t allow me room to move. I look over my shoulder up at him and see he’s watching the other guy stroke his cock and then he looks down at me with a cocky grin, that I’ve seen probably a hundred times, but never as devilish as it is right now in this moment.

“Then let’s give him a show,” he says and my heart stalls. He can’t mean…

“Umm…I don’t want…”

That’s when he begins thrusting in and out of me again and his hand comes around to play with my clit at the same time. Oh God! The dual sensations wash through me and Zander knows exactly where to touch me to set me off. The muscles in my * start to quake and my stomach clenches with the release building inside of me.

“Look, Hellcat. See what you do? Just the sight of you getting f*cked makes him so hard he has to stroke himself. He’s getting ready to come everywhere just because you’re taking my dick.”

“But, Zander…” I question, still not sure. I’m excited and I feel guilty for feeling that way. The truth is I do like it, but I don’t think I should.

“Hush, sweetheart and come for me. He can’t see you and he’s never going to have you. You’re mine and when he explodes all over himself just from watching you getting f*cked? I’m going to fill your * so full of cum it’ll be leaking out of you for a f*cking week.”

I bite my lip, still not a hundred percent sure. Then, Zander is f*cking me harder and pinching my clit and demanding I take his cock. I watch the stranger’s hand move up and down over his cock, going faster and faster. Our eyes lock as my orgasm hits and I scream out Zander’s name, the guy’s hand is covered in his own release. A second later I feel Zander explode inside of me and a second orgasm hits me when his finger pushes into my ass. I feel so full, so stretched and I think I might black out as wave after wave crashes into me. When I’m finished, Zander is wrapped around me, His cock has slipped out but I still feel him pressed against me. I can feel the sticky wet liquid sliding down my legs and I should feel embarrassed, I don’t. I look over my shoulder at Zander.

“I can’t believe we just did that,” I say and my voice hurts, confirming that the screams I gave just minutes before were loud.

Zander grins that damn cocky grin again, and I can’t be upset. After the orgasms I’ve just had, he should feel cocky. Hell, I feel cocky.

“We’re just getting started Hellcat, we’re just getting started.” He says and then kisses me hard.

When we break apart, I look around to see and the guy is gone. Thank God. That would have been embarrassing. It’s hard to believe that before Zander I never really had consensual sex and now…now I’m having sex in front of strangers. What is he turning me into?