Wild Ride (Wind Dragons MC #4.5)(13)



“Wow,” I mouth. He catches it and grins at me, his eyes heavy-lidded, shielding some of their green beauty from me.

“Are we doing this?” he asks, standing with me in his arms. He’s so strong and manly. It’s such a turn-on. I’m not a heavy woman, I’m quite petite, but I’ve never had a man lift me like that before.

“Yes,” I say, kissing his jawline.

“Where’s your bedroom?”

I point down the hall, even though he can’t see where I’m pointing to. “First door on the left.”

He walks us into my room, opening the door, then slamming it shut behind us. Not paying attention to anything in my room, he gently places me down on the white sheets. He undoes the button on my shorts, then pulls them down, muttering something about “these damn shorts.” He throws them on the floor, then pulls me up to take off my top. When that’s also on the floor, he reaches behind and unclasps my bra, letting it fall forward.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs, rubbing his thumb across one of my nipples before pushing me back down on the bed and removing my black panties. I lift up my hips then lie there naked as he takes me in from head to toe. I should feel embarrassed, but I’m not. My body isn’t perfect, but it’s me. I’d rather he see everything I am now so that I can know if it’s enough for him before I get even more attached to him. His pants come off next, and it’s my turn to watch him. He’s perfect, of course, even with the scars on his ribs, which look like they were made by a blade.

Tall and lean, he has no fat on him whatsoever; it’s all hard muscle. He’s covered in tattoos, something I find myself very attracted to. He lies on top of me, keeping his weight off me, then kisses me softly. I’m euphoric at the feel of his skin pressed against mine, and I just close my eyes for a second, enjoying the sensation.

“Tia,” he says softly.

“Yeah?”

“Look at me.”

I open my eyes lazily and meet his intense gaze.

“I’m going to grab a condom from my wallet. Don’t you dare move.”

He moves off me, and I can’t help but tease. “Always keep them there for an emergency, huh?”

He glances up and grins as he brings the packet to his mouth, ripping it open with his teeth. “I like to be prepared.”

“Good to know,” I murmur, watching as he slides it over his length. I don’t know how he can make it look sexy, but he does, because I can’t seem to take my eyes off his huge cock.

“You must be proud of that thing,” I blurt out, causing him to laugh, which makes his cock shake. I try not to look, but come on, as if I can help myself. “If you’re laughing I mustn’t be doing my job right.” I grin, thinking that my method of seduction could surely use an update.

He lies back on top of me, smiling away. “I’m laughing, and I’m still hard as a f*ckin’ rock, sweetheart. Trust me, this is a first for me.” He pauses to nuzzle my cheek. “In a good way.”

This was his first time laughing during sex?

Then he slides the tip inside me, and my rebuttal is lost on my lips, all the humor in the situation fleeing, because now all I want is him inside me, f*cking me like I’m his. He pushes himself inside of me the rest of the way in one smooth thrust and I lose all coherent thought. He pushes my hair off my face and looks me in the eye. “How are we doing?”

“Amazing; don’t stop,” I demand, lifting my hips up, silently telling him to please move his ass.

“Do you want it slow?” he asks, moving inside me deep and slow. “Or do you want it hard and fast?”

I want both, because I’m greedy like that.

Right now I want it hard and fast, so I tell him so. He does as I ask, kissing me deeply and f*cking me hard at the same time, hitting all the right spots. I run my hands down his back as his lips trail down my neck, sucking and biting.

I’m in heaven.

He pulls back to lift my legs over his shoulders, then continues to slide in and out. He puts his thumb in my mouth, and I suck on it hard, his eyes darkening as he watches me. He then uses it to stroke my clit, making my thighs shake.

“Holy shit,” I whisper, feeling my orgasm creeping up on me. Talon watches my face as I come, and I can only imagine the faces I make, but his own expression is so turned on that I don’t care. Wave after wave of pleasure hits me and I call out, not in my own body for those few moments, the feeling indescribable. When I come back to myself, Talon kisses me hard as he joins me, coming inside me. When he’s done, he leans back and grins at me, once again playful.

“We should have been doing that a lot sooner,” he rumbles, making me smile back at him.

“And whose fault is that?”

“Already pointing fingers, huh?”

“Always,” I say, my voice gentling as I run my hands through his shaggy white-blond hair. He nuzzles the crook between my neck and my shoulder, burying his face there while I wrap my arms around his body. We stay like that for a few moments, just enjoying being in each other’s arms. I know it’s not long until reality kicks in, but I just want to be with him like this for as long as I can.

“What are you doing to me?” he mutters under his breath, pulling back and sliding out of me. He heads into my bathroom to take care of the condom while I wrap myself in my bedsheet. When he comes back and flashes me a grin, I breathe a sigh of relief.

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