Dark Fall (Back Down Devil MC #3)(18)

“You should be good now,” he said.

“Thank you,” Kaity said. “For everything.”

Erik nodded. Kaity reached and touched his hair.

Erik's hands were on her thighs. He squeezed when she touched his head and he felt how strong her thighs were and all he could do was picture them wrapped around him as he f*cked her.

He stared.

She stared back.

“Thanks for taking that bullet,” Erik said. “You’re f*cking insane for trying a move like that. You have no idea who those men were. And you have no f*cking idea who I am.”

“I know,” Kaity said.

“I’d ask why, but I don’t care. I hope you know that by now. I don’t care about a thing.”

“Okay.”

Erik’s grip was strong, but it could have been worse. He loosened his grip and his hands slid up Kaity’s legs. He told himself not to do this. Don’t tempt himself. Don’t tempt Kaity. She was just some woman passing through town who was obviously carrying a shit ton of baggage and running from bullshit.

Yet it was her eyes that did it.

Pretty eyes, yes, but there was something deeper about them. She looked at Erik and didn’t judge him. She didn’t just say it, she backed it up.

And she took a bullet for Erik… for the MC…

Erik’s thumbs grazed Kaity’s panties. He followed the lines a few inches and then pushed, teasing his thumbs under the panties. He brought his thumbs back, moving along Kaity’s legs until he was near her center. The warmth radiated from her.

Her f*cking * was on fire.

When Erik touched the tips of his thumbs to Kaity’s tender, wet skin, she let out a shaky breath. She lifted her waist, slowly moving herself along Erik’s thumbs. His left hand grabbed the inside of Kaity’s leg, taking control of her. He then offered his pointer finger to her wet slit. He teased up and down twice and found the delicate nub of her clitoris. He pressed and massaged in circles, watching and feeling Kaity rock her body against his finger.

Erik brought his finger down and with a gentle thrust, he entered Kaity’s body. Warm, tight, soaking wet. She was nothing but comfort in the midst of a world and a feeling so deathly and desperate. Erik’s left hand started to shake a little. He wanted her panties off, so he pulled the top of them. Kaity ignored the subtle hint, so Erik slid his finger out of her and she gasped.

“Take them the f*ck off,” he growled.

She hesitated slightly as she began to push them off her hips. In his mind, he gave Kaity approximately two seconds to take the panties off or else he would tear them into pieces. He didn’t give a shit.

Erik’s tongue was on fire, the hunger for Kaity’s body consuming him. It was nice to have something else running through his mind other than killing himself.

He helped Kaity take her panties off, somehow keeping them in one piece. Both of his hands immediately went at her inner thighs, pushing her legs open wide. The sight of her pink center caused his cock to rub against his jeans. She looked wet and delicate, succulent and delicious. As Erik moved close to Kaity's body, he picked up the sweet desire radiating from her.

He looked up at Kaity one more time before tasting her body. The look in her eyes was nothing Erik ever saw before.

This woman was going to be trouble.





eight.



Kaity couldn’t wrap her head around what was happening to her. Or how she really ended up in this position. She was on Erik’s bed, legs spread. Her hands gripped a bed sheet where he had probably f*cked dozens of women, at least one of whom owned a neon green bra that she could still see from the corner of her eye.

The grip Erik had on Kaity’s legs was sensual yet protective. Kaity saw herself glistening, but she had been ready for Erik long before her panties came off. The soaking wet feeling had been tickling her from the second he lifted her off the ground and carried her. Her heart had been racing, thoughts flying through her mind. The tips of her fingers ached as she remembered the feeling Erik’s stomach muscles when she was on the back of his motorcycle.

And now the tip of Erik’s tongue touched her soft folds. He started at the bottom of her center, shockingly too low for Kaity. Her clit ached and burned to be touched. Thankfully she didn't have to wait long before that feeling was satisfied as Erik ran his tongue up and then swirled. Kaity moaned and gripped the sheets tighter. She pulled and thrust forward at Erik. His hands tightened around Kaity’s legs and forced her down.

He was in complete control. The tingling pain from his grip proved that to Kaity.

Erik’s tongue slid back down and came right back up faster. Kaity watched Erik’s head moving up and down. She saw his tongue touching her at the same time she felt it. Her toes were curled tight and the need to release already flowed through her body.

“Yes,” she hissed. “Fuck, Erik, yes…”

Erik let out a breath through his nose and the air tickled her clit. Then he pressed his tongue against her hole, feeling her, sampling her, and Kaity knew Erik was trying to see how tight she was. That made Kaity’s body go wild again because she could only hope that Erik would end up inside her.

Then, for some reason, Kaity casually looked around the room. She was on the verge of amazing pleasure, but suddenly her mind had a moment of clarity as she considered what Erik did in this room. It wasn’t just one woman. It wasn’t just one bra.