I questioned being his before but I knew now, that without a shadow of a doubt, I was his. No one would ever come after him, not after this. He truly had ruined me.
And I couldn’t be mad about it.
Reaching around to my clit, he smoothed his fingers over it, in the same rhythm as his cock slammed into me.
“Are you going to be a good girl now, Rowan?” he grunted.
I moaned as he bottomed out in me, over and over again, a fresh flutter overwhelming my body. He stopped moving, his cock seated just at the tip of me.
“I asked you a question,” he said, with a slap to my ass.
“Wyatt…” I groaned out. He leaned over me, undoing the belt and freeing my hands. I looked up as he twisted me to face him. Most would be scared looking up at the president of an MC hovering over them, eyes like liquid fury. But not me. I knew he’d never hurt me. And that was powerful.
“Am I going to have to keep punishing you, kitten?”
I still didn’t answer. I wanted to see how far I could take it with him, plus I loved knowing how angry I could make him. Hewidened my thighs, around him, my pussy on display. His eyes left mine and looked down at me, splayed open for him.
My eyes tracked the movement of his hand coming down right over my clit, a light smack that sent courses of electricity through my entire body. My hips bucked up and down, as I cried out at the slap to my pussy.
“Oh yeah, you are fucking perfect for me.”
I wanted to cry, and yet, all I could do was moan as he slid back into me, shoving my legs up over his chest as he hammered into me hard. My pussy exploded around him, my scream ripped from my lungs, my breath coming in patchy as I came so hard, I saw stars in my vision.
“Fuck,” he ground out, his own release spasming into me so hard I felt every single spurt. “Kitten, you’re going to be the death of me.”
Reaper
Once we regained our normal breathing rate, I looked over at my blonde goddess. The one who defiantly got out of her locked bedroom after I tried to keep her safe. But, that only made me realise that I needed to be straight with her.
If she knew the kind of danger she was in, maybe she would take her safety more seriously.
“Who let you out?” I asked, breaking the silence. Rowan rolled to her side, her hand coming to rest on my chest, as she leaned on my open arm.
“Do you really think I’m going to sign someone’s death warrant?”
“Would you tell me if I said I’d just give him a talking to?”
“Are you lying to me, Reaper?” she asked, a mischievous smirk on her face.
I hated it when she called me by my road name. It’s funny, my whole life I had hated my real name, and yet when it came from her precious lips, I loved it.
“Why did you need to go out so bad?” I changed the topic, already knowing I would get nowhere.
“I don’t like being controlled.”
“Babe, it’s not about control. I want to keep you safe, Ineedto keep you safe. I can’t do that if you aren’t here, or with one of my guys. Especially now.”
She sighed, and rolled onto her back. I hated the distance already, but I could tell she was going to tell me something I didn’t like.
“Somewhere in my mind, I know that, but it’s just hard when you just lock me in a room, and say no without explaining the why.”
I nodded with understanding. “Why don’t you tell me about the why?”
“How about this…if you tell me about everything from your past, I’ll explain my past.”
“I’ve never told anyone my past…not even my son.”
“I’m aware.”
