Entwined (Iron Bulls MC #3) by Phoenyx Slaughter Read Free Book Online Page B

makes me want to put her over my knee again. As she’s about to sink onto my cock, I grip her hips. “Other way. I wanna play with your ass while you ride me.” She stares at me for a second before complying. After rocking up and down on my dick a few times, she glances over her shoulder.
    “This isn’t working.”
    It’s mean, but her sad kitten pout makes me laugh and I fucking love it when she tells me what she needs instead of faking her way through it. “Come here.”
    Once she’s facing me, my hands cup her tits, thumbs flicking over her nipples. “You’re right. Much better.”
    She’s lost though. Too busy riding my cock to give a fuck what I’m saying or doing. With her ass full, she’s tighter than fucking hell and it’s taking everything I got not to blow.
    Thank fuck a few seconds later she screams, pussy throttling my dick. Fire bolts of pleasure shoot down my spine and I’m yelling out my own curses.
    She collapses on top of me, breathing hard, licking and kissing my neck.
    “You’re gonna kill me, baby girl.”
    Happy humming noises come from her throat as I move her to the side. She snuggles up close, our sweat keeping us glued together. Never thought I’d like this so much. Happy content woman in my arms. No desire to kick her out of my bed. I turn and kiss her forehead. “Let’s go wash up.”
    “Mmmm,” she hum-mumbles
    I give her a light squeeze. “You still alive?”
    Her eyelids flutter open and she smiles up at me. “I think so.”
    Most of the time it’s my selfish needs driving this relationship. But no woman has ever rocked me the way Karina does. Especially when she slides her hand down her belly, over her pussy and wiggles the way she’s doing. “I’m still all tingly down there.” The amazement in her voice makes my cock jump.
    Fuck me.
    Somehow, despite the things she’s been through, she’s remained somewhat innocent. Even when she says shit like that .
    I fucking love being the man to show her every filthy thing her body’s capable of. I want to do everything imaginable to her. But I also want to give her everything I have.
    While that’s still a new feeling, I’m starting to like it.

Chapter Eight
    D ante’s wearing such a severe expression when I finally open my eyes. “Did I do something wrong?”
    “No, baby girl. Why would you even ask that?”
    I don’t have an answer, so I bury my face against his chest. His skin is slick with sweat and I tease him with my tongue for a second before he laughs and pulls away.
    “Come on, dirty girl. Let’s clean you up.”
    He’s not kidding either. I’m thoroughly washed down, lathered up, and rinsed off.
    “Hands against the wall.”
    I turn and wiggle my ass at him before pressing my palms to the slick tile. With teasing slowness he pulls the toy out of my ass, stopping to move it around a few times. Moans fill the air around us and I realize they’re coming from me.
    “Like that?”
    “I think so.”
    He chuckles close to my ear and I reach back to pull him closer to me.
    “What do you want, baby girl?”
    My tummy rumbles before I answer.
    “I guess that answers my question. My girl needs food.”
    Keeping one hand on my hip, he twists and shuts the water off.
    Back in the bedroom, he slips a T-shirt over my head, and then slides a pair of loose gym shorts on himself before leading me downstairs.
    I watch in silence as he prepares a large omelet and toast. “Brinner?” I ask when he sets a plate in front of me.
    He raises an eyebrow and I feel silly. “Nothing,” I mumble. “Breakfast for dinner? It’s something stupid Athena and I used to ask her mom for when we were little.”
    He stares at me, making me too nervous to eat. “You two been friends a long time?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Get in fights before?”
    “We didn’t really fight today. She just pissed me off.”
    I stab into my eggs. Even if Dante keeps watching me with his intense expression, the food smells too good to ignore.
    “You said