Loving Nicole (Savage Brothers MC #3)(17)

His hand slides along my ass, his fingers pushing between the cheeks, teasing my opening. I bite my lip to keep from crying out in excitement. It seems like forever since he’s played with me this way. His fingers move farther down sliding between the lips of my *, playing and exploring but never entering inside of me. One finger grazes over my clit before going back to play in the creamy wetness he has created.

“Fuck Mama, you’re soaked for me. You need my cock?”

“Always. I need you to f*ck me.”

He tortures my clit and then goes back and plays with more of my juices. It’s a sweet, torturing refrain that has me on the verge of climaxing in minutes.

“Who owns this *, Nicole?” He growls, continuing his movements in slow, methodical thrusts that have me ready to scream. When I push my ass against him he stills it by taking his other hand and clamping down on my side.

“You do, Dragon. It’s yours. I’m yours,” I acknowledge, as finally he slides two fingers inside of me, not going as deep as I want him to, but still it’s more than he has allowed.

“Who owns your f*cking body, Nicole?”

“You do. I told you, I’m yours.” I whimper half out of my mind.

His thumb moves out to push on my clit while his fingers tease inside of me, stretching my opening. He keeps thrusting them in and out, giving me a taste of what my body is craving, but never going deep enough to fully satisfy.

“You think you can live without my touch, Mama? You think this body can go without me?”

“No, I… f*ck, Dragon, it was stupid. I shouldn’t have said it. I love you sweetheart, I couldn’t live without you. Please… Oh f*ck!” I growl out when I feel his free hand come down and smack my ass hard while his fingers are still inside of me.

“We will never be done, Nicole,” he growls, smacking my ass again this time with the hand that was in my *. The sticky wetness slides against the heat of the last blow. It feels so f*cking good. He knows I love it when he plays me like this.

“Dragon…sweetheart…,” my voice is dark and full of need.

“We are getting married, Nicole. You are wearing my f*cking ring. You will keep wearing a cut that says you’re my old lady and you will f*cking be in my damned bed every f*cking night, begging for my cock. You feel me, woman?” He orders, his hand connecting with my ass again.

I’m so wet it’s sliding down my legs now. If he doesn’t give me his cock soon, I’m going to come without him.

“Dragon…damn it…”

“We are forever, Mama, say it,” he demands as once again, he delivers another blow.

The bite of pain and then the teasing he gives me after, work to send me into another zone and I can barely hold on.

“Yes,” I cry out feeling the fluttering of my inner walls, so close to an orgasm. So close.

“Say it, Mama!” He growls again and I can hear the sound of his zipper sliding down behind me.

“Forever Dragon, we’re forever.”

He grunts in agreement, then all at once he’s on the bed—naked, gloriously naked. He’s lying down and pulls me on top of him. I straddle him immediately, even as I wish he had taken me like we were.

“Dragon.”

“Shh…Mama, grab my cock and take me inside. I love when you ride me.”

“But, I want you like we were.”

“Just take me until it feels good, Mama. Give me this. I love seeing you riding me, your hair sliding against your skin, your body swollen with my baby. Fuck, you have no idea, woman.”

“I’m huge,” I protest, but give in. I slide down on his cock because, even though I may want the other position, I will never pass on having Dragon inside of me.

He reaches up and pinches one of my swollen nipples in punishment. I cry out as the pain runs through me. His hands move to palm each side of my stomach, where he strokes it gently, his eyes are glued there, seemingly enraptured. Slowly he looks up and his eyes hold mine. The inky chocolate depths are so deep, I lose myself.

“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my f*cking life, Nicole. Never.”

I close my eyes and replay his words. My man. God, this man has a way of shattering whatever self-doubt I have and making me feel like I am the most beautiful woman in the world. He manages to heal the wounds left by my parents and numerous other idiots that have passed through in my life, and I don’t even think he tries. He just does it. He believes it, believes in me. He makes me believe it, too.

Those are the last thoughts I manage to grasp before I pick up speed in my ride and focus on doing nothing but bringing us pleasure. He grips my hips, helping to support me as I slide down on his cock, over and over, doing my best to clench tight around him.

“That’s it, Mama. Give it to me.”

I can’t maneuver like I once did; I am not flexible, nor agile. I’ve worried that Dragon would notice the difference and miss it. I worried for no reason. I see that in the look in his eyes, the way his hands move over my body, and more importantly, by the way my climax triggers his. I fracture into a million pieces, pleasure rocking me to my core, but he is right there with me. I hear him call out my name and feel his release.

Minutes later I’m lying on my side. Dragon has fixed it so we’re now at the head of the bed and I’m using his chest as my pillow. It’s still early in the evening, too early to be in bed, I guess. I don’t care.