Trust (Trojans MC)
Trojans MC, 6
From the first moment Knuckles saw Beth, he had to have her. He saw the demons in her eyes, and the fear. There was no one else that would ever have the patience for a woman like Beth. She was broken and it would take time for her to heal. Knuckles waited, being the constant in her life, waiting for the time that she’d be strong enough to give him a chance.
That time is now.
Beth has loved Knuckles for a long time, drawn in by the patience he has shown her. She trusts him, and even though he has a reputation for being a dominant man, she’s not afraid.
Even with Daisy breathing down his neck, Knuckles knows he’s the best man to love and take care of Beth. She will be his old lady forever. Even as an outside source draws in a new threat, nothing can stop them from coming together. Knuckles will protect her with his very life.
Be Warned: anal sex, spanking
Knuckles stroked her stomach, and she found herself closing her eyes as he touched her. The feel of his large hand against her made her feel safe. He protected her, and she knew no one else was ever going to hurt her, not now, not ever.
He was a large man, a fierce man. Looking behind her, she bit her lip as his dark brown eyes stared right down at her, going deep into her soul. He wouldn’t let her hide from him. His hair was dark brown, and some had fallen across his brow, making her want to push it out of the way. Knuckles stood at over six feet, thick muscles … everywhere. She’d seen him lift a man up and throw him to the ground.
Now those arms were wrapped around her, and she didn’t want him to ever let her go. Was she wrong to want this so badly? He called to her in ways no one else ever could.
Brass groaned, pulled out of Darla, and stepped away. Next Bertie took his place, and she watched as Darla took him without even batting an eyelid. She continued to finger her pussy, and Knuckles’s hand moved down a little from Beth’s stomach. She gasped and bit her lip, trying to contain her excitement of having him this close.
“No other man would ever be allowed to touch you.”
“No. You’ll be mine.”
“If I don’t choose you?” she asked.
He snorted. “Beth, you didn’t have a choice from the moment you entered this clubhouse. The instant I saw you, I knew you were mine.” Knuckles nibbled her neck, and she couldn’t help but moan. He always knew what to do in order to drive her crazy. His words didn’t frighten her. No, they aroused her.
Bertie finished, and then she watched as Landon took his place, sliding inside the new woman. It wasn’t long before Pie came along, pushing his dick into her mouth, and Darla was begging for it, begging for them.
Knuckles pulled her back against him, and Beth felt the hard ridge of his cock pushed against her ass. The hand that lay low on her stomach went down to cup her pussy. She couldn’t resist rocking on his hand.
“Tell me, Beth, is your pussy nice and wet?”
“I’m going to check. Tell me no if you want me to stop at any time.”
She didn’t want him to stop.
His hand moved up and slid inside her jeans.
Please don’t stop.
Since moving out of the clubhouse she had missed this time with Knuckles. He always found a way to make her feel alive, and that was never going to stop.
“Well, well, well, look what I’ve found,” he said, sliding his fingers through her slit. She gasped as he stroked her clit, running his finger across the nub, and sliding down to her cunt. Beth closed her eyes, shutting out the scene before her, and concentrating on the feel of his hands.