Vicious (MC Club Biker Urban Alpha Male Erotic Romance) by Billie Kasper Read Free Book Online

easy one, you know.”
     
    “Of course I’m ready. I’ve got nothing to go back to.”
     
    “You could still go back, you know. You’ve got parents who love you, who’d support you,” Blade said carefully, stirring the soup in his bowl. “That means something.”
     
    I shook my head.
     
    “Even if it does… That’s not my world anymore. Maybe that was never my world. I don’t think I was meant for that kind of life. The life I was meant for… It’s out here. With you.”
     
    As I said that, Blade set his bowl down and pulled me close, into his embrace. We kissed hard and slow, deep, like two souls blending together to form one. I stripped off his leather jacket, feeling his muscles, his powerful arms and admiring the colorful tattoos adorning his broad chest: here was the Marine Corps crest, and here was a laughing devil. Over his heart was a jester—a joker, I realized. Very fitting, considering his allegiance.
     
    I kissed over his neck and collar bone, biting his, digging my teeth into his flesh much as he had dug his into mine the night before. I suckled and bit his nipples and kissed down his well-formed abs until I found his pants. Unzipping them, I freed his cock—that massive, magnificent piece of flesh which, I realized now that I could see it in the light, was much bigger than I had thought originally. I impaled myself on his shaft, sinking down onto it and letting him slide into my throat as I sucked him. He groaned and gripped my hair as I pleasured him, servicing him like a good girl, like an obedient servant. He ran his fingers through my hair, grunting and thrusting his hips forward before finally cumming, filling my ready and waiting mouth with his hot seed.
     
    Pulling up my skirt, I stood and pressed my crotch to his face. I was ready to have him return the favor and I wasn’t afraid to be aggressive about it. I felt him smiling into my pussy as he began to lick me—my panties, after all, had been destroyed and I had gone without underwear all day. His hot, hungry tongue licked me fast and deep, almost urgently, digging into my wetness and cleaving through my pussy, teasing me, delighting me. I whimpered and groaned, grinding my pussy into his face, into his hot mouth, savoring the way he tickled my clit with his tongue before pressing hard against me and firing waves of pleasure through my hips, through my belly, and up throughout my entire body. I was getting close and I was loving every second of it.
     
    I noticed him getting hard again and I knew I would be his to fuck once I came, so I tried to hold off for as long as possible—not because I didn’t want him inside of me. Oh, no, I wanted that desperately. Rather, I wanted to make him wait. I wanted him frustrated. I wanted to cover him with my scent, cover this huge beast of a man, whom I loved, whom I had made mine in a way, just as he had made me his, I wanted to make him want me as much as I wanted him. I would tease him until his desires couldn’t be contained and then I would reap the reward: his hungry, desperate fucking.
     
    Finally, I came, squealing and almost falling over as my pussy gushed over his face. Blade pushed me down and climbed on top of me, spreading my legs wide and driving his cock into my wet, juicy depths. I gasped and moaned as he pounded me, the sex fast and desperate, the best kind. Even though I hadn’t been a virgin for less than twenty-four hours, I felt like I already knew quite a bit about sex, quite a bit about what it meant to be fucked hard, to please a man and be pleased by a man. After all, I had been taken hard by nearly an entire biker gang in one night.
     
    Finally, I felt Blade groan, his body tremble and quake. His cock shuddered inside of me, as did his muscles, and he released himself, his cum splashing out of his thick cock, filling me up. I felt so pleasantly full as he came inside of me, so warm and happy. I moaned as I took his cum, spreading my legs wide and letting my