Beast (The Soldiers of Wrath MC: Grit Chapter #1)(9)



“You like what you see?” he said, his voice a deep, guttural sound that had goose bumps popping out along her flesh.

Oh, yeah she did. He’d stretch her, make her hurt so good.

Truth was she did like a little pain with her pleasure, did like a little dominance and control over her.

“Touch yourself, Bridget.”

His gaze moved over her, as if he’d reached out and stroked her. She touched her pussy, and a gasp of pleasure left her.

“Oh yeah,” he groaned, and she felt his body heat seep into her as he moved closer. “Spread your legs wider, baby.” His voice dropped even deeper. “I want a good look at you as you do that.”

She exhaled slowly, closed her eyes, and did exactly what he’d ordered. God, she’d missed him. She felt the chilled air over her exposed, intimate parts.

“That’s it,” he murmured.

Her throat constricted, her pussy creaming more. She didn’t hesitate in complying. Goose bumps popped out on her skin, and she forced herself not to shiver.

“Yes,” he hissed out. “I could look at you all damn night, jerk off to the sight of you like this. I could cover you with my jizz so you smell just like me.”

She shivered at his words.

“But as much as I like looking at you, I need to fuck you,” he said with the deep voice that did something wicked to her insides, had her clit throbbing, and her pussy dripping. “Stand up and look at me.”

When she rose and turned to face him again, she tried to catch her breath, tried to calm down. He stood naked before her; she was slightly shocked because she hadn’t heard him remove his clothes. But Beast looked dangerous right now, scary almost.

It turned her on even more.

“I’m going to take you right here, right now. I’m going to have my cock so far in your pussy, you won’t know where you end, and I begin.” His voice was hard and unyielding.

“God.”

“No God, baby, just me. But I’ll have you screaming to the heavens before I’m done with you.”

Her throat felt too tight to respond.

“You know what I’m looking forward to, baby girl?”

She shook her head.

“That even though you’re scared right now, you want my cock in you, want my dominance, and want the pain I can give you. You want it all because you’re a needy little slut. You’re my little slut. Only mine.” He moved closer to her, reached out and cupped her chin, tilting her head back. She looked up into his face, seeing the domination in his expression.

“Tell me you only want my dick.”

“Beast...” She breathed out his name. “I only want your dick.” And she actually meant that.

He moved away several feet from her. “Good, because no one else is going to have you, even after we take out Rafe and any other fuckers that stand in our way. You’re mine only, Bridge.”

She felt her heart jump at those words, because she knew they were true.





Chapter Eight




Beast was going to test her, see how far he could push her to do exactly what he wanted. Already, she’d surprised him at how easily she’d submitted to him. She must be terrified to have fallen at his feet.

Terrified, or she’d hid her attraction for me very well.

He thought he was good at reading people, but he’d not seen Bridget in so long. Maybe she was much better at hiding her feelings than he’d given her credit for.

“Are you going to be my little slut?” he asked.

She paused and glanced up at him. He saw the pain and the shame in her eyes. Bridget was hurting, and he felt like he’d been kicked to the gut at the pain he saw.

You don’t want to hurt her.

Not once had he ever wanted to hurt her. Beast hated how much she’d affected him over the years. She was the woman who entered his dreams in the dead of night. Her face was the one he imagined to help him get off. Surrounded by his men, or out on the road, she was the woman he thought about, the one he cared about the most.

Beast had worried about her for so long, and now that she was in his protection as his old lady, she’d settled the monster inside him. The monster he fought on a daily basis about claiming her.

“I can’t do this,” Bridget said, stopping.

His heart pounded inside his chest. “You don’t want my cock? You lied to me?”

“I want to be with you, but I’m not this woman you’re making me be. I’m not some slut. I was with a man who I thought I could love. I’ve never been with anyone else. I’ve not slept around, and I never cheated on Rafe even though he was with a million other women.” The tears started to fall hard and fast. The reality of her situation had finally dawned on her, and Beast felt like a total asshole.

“Bridget,” he said her name as he advanced toward her.

She covered her face and started sobbing. “How did this happen to me? I’ve always been good. I’ve always denied everything I ever wanted. I pretended to not care about you even as you were ruining your life, I did.”

“You wanted me to run from the people who you’ve run to.”

“I didn’t run to the club. I ran to you. You’re the reason I’m here, not the club. You’re the only person I trust.”

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