Never Kiss an Outlaw: Deadly Pistols MC Romance (Outlaw Love) (14 page)

Blood red, orange like headlights, blistering white.

I swam in the hot void and lost a little sanity, giving it all up to Firefly.

When I could force my eyes open, his tongue strokes had softened. So had his grip.

I realized my pussy must've creamed the entire time in his mouth. His tongue cleaned me, stroked me alive again, tasting every drop like I was some rare delicacy.

“Fucking shit, baby girl,” he growled, coming up and wiping his mouth. “Never had pussy this good before. You're soft and wet and so fuckin' sweet. Don't know how you do it.”

I smiled, pushing hot beads of sweat off my brow as he pulled me into his big arms. “What you do is pretty mysterious too,” I said.

“Yeah, whatever. Don't need to understand it. Just need more. We're barely getting started. I'm gonna own every goddamned beautiful inch of you tonight, and then every night I'm walking this earth.”

His words did something strange and marvelous. My nipples puckered, swelling and hardening with his promises. Or were they threats?

Whatever they were, I wanted him to carry out every single one of them, and then some.

I flattened my hands against his chest, running my fingertips over his broad, strong shoulders. Our eyes locked. Raw fire pulsed in his, a single-minded need to take me before he totally lost it to the animal urge to hold me down and fuck me.

My legs opened as he moved between them. I watched him dip below the bed for a second, reaching for something, and then heard a condom's wrapper tear a second later.

“Put it the fuck on me,” he growled, pushing it into my hands.

I sat up, marveling at the big, insanely hard erection throbbing between his legs. He wrapped it in a fist and more pre-come surged, drooling with savage want, ready to be inside me.

“I've never done this before,” I whispered, my cheeks burning. I tried to steady my hands as he guided me, positioning the small, circular condom over his throbbing tip.

He stroked it down his length, my hand going with it. I felt him quiver, even through the latex. My pussy clenched, and I fought the urge to suck him off then and there.

There'd be another time for that. Tonight, he had to take what belonged to him, what I'd decided to surrender to my tall, dark, brutal Prince.

“Lay back. Open wide. Bite down on my arm.” He held it against my throat and pushed me down while he moved between my legs.

“Bite you? Why?”

“Trust me, darlin', you're gonna need something when this cock splits you open. You've never had a man before, have you?”

I shook my head, blushing with embarrassment.

“Yeah, that's what I thought. You'll be coming again in no time once you get through the burn. Promise.”

My hands pulled at his arm and I held on tight. His hips moved, one thrust away from pushing into me, aggressive and deep.

“Take me, Firefly. Make me yours. Just for tonight.”

“Just tonight? Bullshit, babe.” New fires roared in his eyes. “I'm taking this pussy. Fuckin' owning it forever. You understand?”

His ass rolled forward. My pussy tingled, stretched, and burned as he pushed into me, making me feel the full power of those last two words.

You understand, babe?

Yes. I did. I finally fucking did, and I grit my teeth as a sharp sensation bit into me.

It hurt just a little, being opened like this, but there was a deeper pleasure behind it, something fiercer than what I'd felt being worked over by his hands and mouth.

“So fuckin' tight. All fuckin' mine.” He bared his teeth, pushing deeper, deeper, then holding himself there like he needed a moment just to believe it. “Shit. Fuck. Cora, you were
made
for this dick.”

I believed him. Hell, I truly started believing I'd been designed for him when he reared back, almost pulling out, and then crashed into me again.

This time, with more force, more feeling, more power.

My ass dipped deep into the mattress and then sprang back up, sliding onto his cock, giving my body even more leverage on his. The burn between my legs crested. There was one wicked second where clenching my jaw wasn't enough, and I had to bite into his arm, digging my teeth into his skin as he taught me how to fuck.

“That's it, babe. Fuck me back. Fuck me, hard as you can take it.”

Moaning, I threw my hand across his neck, digging my nails in. My legs moved, locking around his. I pulled him into me, begging him with every muscle to drive deeper.

Fuck me through the burn.

Fuck me through everything I've suffered.

Fuck me until I forget everything except this bed, this body, and everything I love about you, Firefly.

Just fuck me.

I swore he read my thoughts. His hips pistoned faster, picking up speed, slamming me into the mattress a little harder with each and every thrust.

A fireball built around my womb, the same one I'd had before, except bigger and hotter now. Firefly fucked me harder, making us into two engines humming against each other in perfect harmony.

Sweating, clenching, begging for release. Our bodies formed a rhythm each time he crashed down, plunging all the way to my womb, skin slapping skin.

One, two, three.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Filthy F-words filled my brain like a mantra. Nothing else kept time except that count in the back of my head and the patter of my own heartbeat.

His dark inks looked more furious, the skull and the guns, matching the expression on his face. I realized it just as he swore for the millionth time, picked my legs up, and threw them over his shoulders.

“Fucking-A, baby girl. You're gonna kill me with this tight little cunt if I don't put out the fire. Come for me again. Come all over my dick.”

He could make me do anything.

My body responded like he'd reached inside me, flipping a switch. I was already approaching another toe curling climax, but this took me there faster, sweeping me into light and heat and fire.

Holy. Shit.

His cock stabbed into me three more times, each stroke faster and harder than the last. His pubic bone had just the right tuft of hair to scratch me where it mattered. I felt him, grinding against my clit, bringing me off with the same expertise he must've used on a hundred girls.

Except tonight, the bastard was all mine, and what a big, beautiful man he was. I believed him when he said those dirty, possessive things, all the stuff about wanting me more than anybody else.

He couldn't fake the rough edge in his voice. He couldn't fool anyone, not with the way he threw himself into me, fucking me with his whole body, determined to bring us both to heaven.

I came so hard my entire vision filled with speckled stars, too many colors to count.

Everything below my waist blazed, and up above, my hair stretched in his fist as he pulled it tight. His mouth crashed down on mine before I could scream, swallowing my pleasure, owning my tongue like he overwhelmed the rest of me.

Oh, Firefly. Oh, God.

Oh, oh, oh so fucking incredible.

Every finger and toe hurt when I could finally come up from it because they were bent. He hadn't stopped, hadn't even slowed himself down. The biker's massive body just kept thrusting, coming like a locomotive, the greatest machine nature had ever built for explosive, relentless sex.

I couldn't breathe, and I didn't even care. That fire in my pussy slowed to a simmer, and the pain was all gone now.

Nothing except volcanic desire kissed my veins through my blood. My desire was only taking a short break before I knew it'd erupt all over again.

“You're goddamned beautiful when you come,” he growled, pushing the words out through ragged breaths. “You know I'll never stop making you, right?”

His thrusts slowed, and he ran a calloused hand across my face. I purred, my lips trembling, feeling my pleasure cresting high again.

“Never?”

“Fuck, no. Not 'til I've tamed this pussy and my name's stamped all over your sweet ass, baby. Now, turn the hell over. Let me see the rest of what's mine.”

He pulled out just long enough to change positions, helping me roll onto my knees. My arms stretched above my head. I grasped the pillows, precious support I knew I'd need the second he mounted me from behind.

Doggie. That was what they called this, wasn't it?

I felt like a bitch in heat when he started pounding. His cock angled differently, bringing me a more delicious feeling than before, fanning the fire inside me lightning hot.

“Damn it all!” My voice choked off as he slammed into me faster. I buried my face into the sheets, feeling the wave within coming, ready to sweep me up and smash me against the rocks named Firefly.

“Give it the fuck up,” he growled. “Give it all to me. Wanna see this ass shake like every other inch of you when I bust inside you, darlin' baby girl.”

He smacked me, right on the ass, bringing me back to the first night I'd lost control beneath his palm.

Firefly wrapped one hand around my thigh, shoved it between my legs, and found my clit. His free hand moved upward, fisting my hair, pulling me back onto those rough thrusts threatening to break me in two.

Everything sweet, bitter, and sinful overloaded me. I lost it.

This time, I came hardest, screaming into the sheets until they were between my teeth. My hands tore desperately at the pillows.

I sweated, I ached, I fucked him with every bone in my body.

My ass bucked into Firefly's thrusts, desperate to feel him join me in the rough firestorm he'd lit below my waist. His hips crashed against me, such a manic frenzy I thought he'd break the box spring underneath us.

“Fuck, baby girl, I'm coming. Gonna give your tight little cunt everything it's been crying for since the day we met!” Both his mean hands pushed through my hair, slick with sweat.

He pulled, jerking me up from the sheets, and he didn't stop. Roaring, he held on, twisting my hair like reigns as his cock swelled deep inside me.

Even through the condom, I could feel the explosion.

One second, there was nothing but his hard, masculine strength inside me. Then a flood of molten fire, drowning me, his throat filling the room with an animal's growl.

“Fuck, fuck fuck!” He sounded inhuman, like he'd channeled pure lust. Let it take him over.

I didn't think it was possible, but shit, I came
harder.

My breasts pulsed. My pussy throbbed. My clit swelled, screaming for his seed, the only thing in the universe that would put out the inferno raging inside me.

Our bodies both crashed together, two glaciers falling apart. Numb to everything except our own pleasure, blind to the entire screwed up world.

Moaning, shaking, sweating. My brain short-circuited again and again, alive with his fury, his passion, his guttural release. We fucked for what seemed like forever, never letting up until my arms and legs gave out.

Another growl, and he slowly pulled out of me, cursing when he did like someone had just called closing time at the bar.

Lord, I could've used a shot of something after Firefly. Maybe even a cigarette.

“Shit!” I jerked up to see what had him so upset.

Crouching on the bed, he held the condom between two fingers, a steady trickle of his come pouring out of it.

My heart stopped.

I watched him stand, dump it in the trash, and come back, running one hand over his handsome face.

“Fuck, Cora, I'm sorry. You're not on the pill or some shit?”

“No.” It was like the whole world condensed into the room, suddenly alive with possibilities I'd never considered before I'd bedded this bad boy.

“Goddamn. Never had one of those things break like that before. We gotta go. Get you some shit at the pharmacy. We'll make this right.” He grabbed my hand.

“No.” I said it again, squeezing his fingers tight. “We can wait until morning. There's stuff that's good for twenty-four hours.”

His eyes narrowed. He looked at me like I'd lost my mind, but I saw his cock swelling out of the corner of my vision.

“Get back here and take me again. No condom. The damage is already done. Whatever happens...we'll deal with it. We'll be all right.” I crawled to the edge of the bed and threw my arms around him, running one hand down the nape of his neck. “You're all I need, Firefly.
This
is all I've needed, all I've been thinking about since the day you spanked me.”

“Fuck, babe, you know what you're asking for?”

“Yeah.” Slowly smiling, I licked my lips. “I'm asking you to fuck me harder next time. And don't you
dare
pull out.”

I stabbed my finger playfully into his chest. For a second, he stood paralyzed, like he'd lost the ability to comprehend what was coming out of my mouth.

Then there was nothing but the loudest growl I'd ever heard vibrating in my ears as he threw me down, spread my legs, and pushed into me.

D
ay's first sunlight seeped through the blinds, and I still had her under me.

The little minx didn't know what the fuck she'd gotten herself into after I tossed the busted condom, asking me to fuck her, fill her, pretending to knock her the fuck up without even saying it.

She whimpered as I held her feet up, gripping her sleek ankles with my hands. Perfect angle for going balls deep. I'd have every tight, wet inch of her. She'd get every damned millimeter of the only dick she'd ever be allowed to fuck.

Cora whined underneath me as I railed her harder. The girl was a natural at taking it good and hard. I'd corrupted her half the fuckin' evening, and my balls still needed to pump fire.

“Fifth goddamned load of the night,” I growled. “Shit, you're gonna milk me dry, woman, making up for lost time with that pussy of yours.”

She whimpered. Louder when I sank to the hilt, touching the entrance to her womb with my tip, hard as nails despite all the come I'd already pumped into her.

Lava churned at my cock's base. I'd keep fucking her 'til she gave up the ghost and passed the fuck out. She'd been insatiable so far, and I'd put everything I had into keeping up.

I'd been blessed with all the stamina in the world, dammit. I'd eat my fucking bike one piece at a time if I left a virgin wanting.