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New Release: Hawks Woman

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Will he be able to earn her forgiveness?

This is a completely full-length standalone story, and is not connected to any of my other MC Romances. <3

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Nikki didn’t want to be at the stupid Devil’s Beasts MC clubhouse. Growing up with a mother who had a revolving door of men or clients, she wasn’t into the party mood. However, she was not going to let her best friend down. She was there in case her friend needed a ride. That was the day she met him.

Hawk loved women. He enjoyed many a variety and was not the settling down type. When a young brunette walked into his domain, he knew he should have steered clear. He couldn’t get her out of his head. She was not like any other woman.

Nikki didn’t try to flirt with him, or gain his attention. She treated him like a man, or at times, like a pain in the ass. It was refreshing. An odd kind of friendship was born.

Hawk wanted to be there for her. He wanted to turn her bad luck around.

For Nikki, she was falling for him, although she had promised to never fall for any man. One kiss led into another, and one moment she was a virgin, the next, she wasn’t. A secret affair began. There were rules. She was not allowed to go near the club. No one was to know they were together. It was their little secret.

But then the letters started. Someone was out to hurt Nikki. Was it a joke? Was it serious? Was it a mistake?

Then the truth comes out. She didn’t earn her place, Hawk manipulated everything. He was embarrassed by her. Will Hawk be able to figure out who is threatening his woman before it’s too late? Will he be able to earn back her forgiveness?

Be Warned: anal sex

Excerpt:

“How are you?” she asked.

Hawk stepped closer. “I’m fine. Talk to me about your day.”

He hadn’t sat down. He was close. Closer than she was used to him being. She had no choice but to tilt her head back to look at him. His heavy masculine scent was so intoxicating, and she felt a wash of arousal sweep over her, which took her completely by surprise.

“I feel like I’ve been talking about my day for a long time.”

He smiled. “The good news is, I like to hear it.”

“Why?” she asked, tilting her head to the side.

“What?”

“Why do you like hearing about my day? I’m always a little surprised to see you, waiting for me, helping me.”

“Can’t a friend help you out?” he asked.

Had he gotten closer? It felt like he had, and they were sharing the same air. What was happening to her? She kept dropping her gaze to his lips. They were mesmerizing.

“Is that what you are?” she asked. “A friend?”

For a long time, she didn’t care about putting a label on it. There was no point. She had no idea what he was doing, but figured he would grow bored and move on. She didn’t want to think of him moving on without her.

This was stupid.

He reached up and placed his hand on the wall above her head. “Tell me if there is anything else I can be?” he asked.

His other hand went to her waist and at his touch, she took a deep breath and felt that edge of panic. This was … different. This was not two friends getting along. This was something more, something uniquely dangerous.

Did she want to change what they had?

The friendship?

Did she want more?

He came in close, and she panicked.

“I’ve never kissed anyone,” she said. Those words just blurted right out of her mouth, and she knew they must have made her sound like an absolute fool.

Hawk didn’t pull back.

“You’ve never been kissed?”

She shook her head. Words were failing her.

“At all?”

“No.” At least that was a word.

He frowned.

“I’ve never had sex.” And there went another little admission she had hoped to keep to herself.

His gaze seemed to darken. She couldn’t figure out what he was thinking. Hawk was a hard man to read, not that it had been easier to read him before this moment. If she could read him, she’d know exactly what was going on in his mind, but she didn’t have a clue.

“Never?”

“No.”

“No man has touched this body? Seen you naked? Fucked you?”

“No,” she said, and she couldn’t help but laugh. She wasn’t even entertained, and now she was a little embarrassed. More than a little embarrassed. She didn’t want to talk about this anymore. She wasn’t quite sure where she got the strength to push him out of her way, but she did so and then spun toward him, feeling a little victorious. She wanted to fist pump the air, but instead she reeled it in. “No, I’ve never had sex with anyone. I get it, my mom is a whore, how can it be possible for me to not have fucked someone? Trust me, there were men that wanted to and didn’t care that I was underage, but hell, no. The guys at school were cruel, and there was no way I was dating. Hell, no.”

She was on a roll and was not going to be steered from her rant. Only, one moment she was standing in her sitting area of the trailer, and Hawk was in the kitchen, a few feet away from her. In the next second, he was right there, his hands cupping her face.

“Shut the fuck up,” he said.

And she didn’t even get to question him, or say, “how dare you.” There was no time for anything.

He cupped her face, tilted her head back, and then his lips were on hers, and she couldn’t think. Hawk was kissing her. His lips were hard, firm, but there was a slight softness to them.

Nikki didn’t have a clue what she was doing, and was pretty much making it up as she went along. The kiss seemed to awaken a part of her.

Hawk sunk one of his hands into her hair, and the other he stroked down toward her hip, cupping her tightly. She couldn’t help but let out a whimper. The pleasure of his touch alone was so intense.

She felt the tip of his tongue as it traced across her lip, and she couldn’t help but gasp. This seemed to be what he wanted, as he plundered her mouth. Another moan escaped her, but the sound was drowned out, completely taken over as he kissed her harder.

All too soon, his cell phone went off, and the kiss came to an end.

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~EDITOR’S PICK~

Petal is hurting. After Dirty’s horrible betrayal, and losing her baby, she is just taking it one day at a time. She will never forgive Dirty, especially now that she knows the truth—he was only close to her because of Colt’s orders.

Dirty fucked up. He thought this was a good thing. A clean, clear, over and done with. It was good that she lost the baby. It was good that she wanted nothing to do with him. Then why can’t he get her out of his head?

When one of the club gets close to Petal, Dirty can’t take it. He spills their secret, and now everyone knows their past. As for Petal, it was over, and she will not even talk to him.

Strange things are happening at the Satan’s Death Riders MC. They have taken over their enemy’s clubhouse and started to demolish it. Now, as they begin construction, everything that could go wrong, does.

Evil Fuckers MC may be gone, but they have not done so quietly. But something doesn’t add up. Someone is helping them. But who?

When the club is put in danger, it’s time to initiate a lockdown. Dirty is close to Petal. He will not let anything happen to her. But who is this new threat, and why are they determined to exterminate the Satan’s Death Riders MC for good?

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Age Gap Bad Boy Hells Bastards M.C New Release Sam Crescent

Hunter

Hells Bastard’s 5

He is willing to do whatever it takes to claim her …


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Hunter is not a nice man.
He is used to enjoying the fruits of married women—they are easy to leave and don’t expect any kind of relationship from him. Harlow is one of his club brother’s little sisters. She’s young, and he should stay well away from her.


Only, he doesn’t.


Harlow doesn’t know why she is drawn to Hunter. She doesn’t even like him at times, but he’s her secret crush, and not only that … she has fallen in love with him. She knows it’s a recipe for disaster, but she cannot control her feelings.


Hunter knows it’s getting serious, so there is only one thing he can do, break it off with her, and that is exactly what he does.


Devasted, alone, and in danger, Harlow knows she can never tell anyone what happened between her and Hunter. She has to deal with a broken heart. The only problem is, someone else does know, and when they make the club aware, it destroys everything. Harlow has no choice but to turn her back on the club, on her friends, and try to start a new life. Who can she trust?


For Hunter, he has realized too late that he is in love with Harlow. He wants the mouthy little vegan all to himself, and he is willing to do whatever it takes to claim her. But, will he be able to save her, or will it be too late?

Excerpt:

“Call this my treat,” he said.

Harlow looked up. “I can pay for my own food.”

“And what kind of brother would I be if I didn’t look out for you?” he asked.

“You’re not my brother.”

“That’s true. There’s no way I could be a brother with what I want to do to you.” He stared her in the eyes, but knew her cheeks had gone a delightful shade of red. She looked stunning.

He pulled out his wallet and slid enough money to pay for their food, as well as a tip. Even though he’d rejected the waitress this time, it would stop her from spitting in his food the next, especially if he was a good tipper.

Harlow sighed and got to her feet. “I’ve got to get back to work.”

Hunter intended to finish his burger.

“Do you see me as a brother?” Hunter asked.

He knew he should let her leave. Harlow was doing the smart thing in putting some distance between them, while he was doing the fucking dumb thing of making her stick around.

Picking up his burger, he took another bite. He was starving, and he knew he wasn’t just hungry for food, but for the gorgeous brunette in front of him.

The question did the trick, as she slowly lowered back down in her chair. He knew people were watching but he also knew they didn’t have a clue what was going on right now. Harlow was Big Dick’s little sister, and part of the club, as was he. No one would question the two of them being together, neither would his club brother.

He was playing by the rules, but if they knew what he was thinking about, there would be bloodshed, he had no doubt about that.

“What?” she asked.

“Do you see me as a brother, because if you do, you need to get yourself … some therapy, because that is no way to kiss a brother.”

He was taunting her on purpose, he just couldn’t help it.

She looked so cute with her red cheeks. The glare she shot his way made his cock hard. He enjoyed her sass. There was no fun in having a doormat in his bed. He had a feeling Harlow would be like fire in his arms. They’d both go up in flames.

“Are you trying to be gross on purpose? Hell, no, I don’t see you as my brother, because you are not my brother.” She folded her arms beneath her chest.

It was a shame it was still winter, because if she’d not been wearing such a thick sweater, he’d be able to see the full curves of her tits. Harlow had a body that was all woman, thick, juicy thighs, large tits, rounded hips. She was a woman who looked like she could take a good fuck and not complain about it hurting.

Some men would say she was on the chunky side, or maybe even fat, but not to him. No, to him, she was all woman, and he didn’t know if that was another reason he couldn’t get her out of his mind.

Harlow was forbidden fruit.

He shouldn’t want her.

He couldn’t have her.

But that didn’t stop him wanting her.

Hunter had a feeling Harlow wanted him as well.

And that meant they both had a problem.

“That’s right,” he said. “Because no brother wants to take his sister, strip her naked, and fuck her until she can’t remember her own name.”

He watched her, and he was surprised to see there didn’t appear to be a reaction. All he saw was the flush working its way into her cheeks, and then he watched as she gently licked her lips, as if she was thinking of doing something dirty.

“Some sick fucks might,” Harlow said.

Hunter couldn’t help but laugh. “True, so very true, but trust me, baby, I’m not one of them. You’re not my sister. You will never be my sister, but that does make you a woman I want to enjoy.”

Silence fell between them.

He’d made his intentions clear.

When he rode into town, he had no intention of seeking out this woman, nor did he intend to talk to her, or proposition her. This had all become part of his split-second decision now. He knew it was a big mistake.

Big Dick would fucking kill him, but the fact was, he didn’t have to know. This was between him and Harlow. Their little secret. He had a feeling she wouldn’t want her brother interfering in their problems. Harlow was a strong, independent woman, she could make her own choices.

“What are you doing?” Harlow asked.

“Simple. I’m making a choice right now. If you want to see where this leads, then call me. You have my number.” He’d already coded it into her cell phone during the Christmas period. He should probably warn her about leaving her personal items unattended. It was so easy for him to look at her things, to snoop into her life.

“Just as easy as that?”

He finished off his burger and looked at her. “It can be easy or hard, but that decision will be up to you. Not me.”

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Mistress to a Monster

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For decades, war has raged between the Russo and De Luca families.

When Damon De Luca finally brings the head of Russos to his knees, he demands to have Milah Russo at his beck and call. Not as his wife, but as his mistress.

Milah will never go to Damon willingly. Caged up in his home, she fights him, but her days are numbered. She may be a Russo, but she belongs to him, and he will do whatever it takes to have and protect her.

Determined to survive, Milah refuses to die at the mercy of the De Lucas. When she uncovers her great-aunt’s journal, a story of a woman killed by De Luca’s grandfather, she cannot believe the revelations inside.

Damon breaks down her walls, making it impossible to continue hating him.

She doesn’t want to give in or fall for him. But what will happen when that monster is no more?

When Damon reveals what he feels for her, will Milah continue the Russo tradition of destruction and pain, or will she put an end to their feud once and for all?

Excerpt:

He’d started preparing this room three years ago. From the moment he met, his intention was to take her.

Damon was known for his patience. What he wanted, he always got. And when it came to Milah, he wanted her. Not for her wealth, but to tame that wildcat.

He despised the Russos and everything they stood for, but Milah was different. Damon had taken his time. Done his research and knew she was not like her father. She was unique, and that quality was to be rewarded.

It was why he’d attacked Russo. Why when his blade was to his throat, and he was more than happy to strike the killing blow, he’d waited to see what Russo would give up to save his own life.

He was shocked when Milah’s name came up.

Why would he be? The man was a coward, only interested in his own ends.

He despised that in men. Was sickened by it.

Russo would die soon enough, but first, Damon intended to take every single piece of Russo land and business. To kill all his men and make him drown in his own misery. He was going to break and destroy that man, piece by piece.

First, he was going to work on Milah.

She would belong to him.

The day would soon come when he would show her father what he’d done. How he’d gotten a Russo to fall in love with a De Luca. That would not be the only victory he anticipated. He would also knock her up, but he had no intention of marrying her.

There was no way a De Luca would ever marry a Russo. He would keep her as his mistress. Even when he found a wife worthy of the De Luca name, he would keep Milah in place, by his side, never allowing her to escape.

He waited for Milah to wrap a towel around her beautiful, curvy body before entering her room.

Damon closed the door and nodded at his guard to flick the lock into place. There was no escape.

Pocketing his cell phone, he moved toward the bed and waited for Milah to enter. The moment she did, wrapped in a towel, she froze, jerking to a stop.

He sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her.

She stood still, her hands gripping the edge of the towel as if that alone could protect her.

Every single part of this room was covered in cameras, so he would have the joy of watching her whenever he wanted. There was no weapon. Nothing to protect her. Even when he sent food in, he made sure there were no knives. Nothing to tempt her to act irrationally.

He smiled. “Hello, Milah.”

“What do you want?” she asked.

“Is that any way to greet your master?”

“You’re not my master. You will never be my master.”

He chuckled. There would come a day when she would crawl across broken glass for him, and when that day arrived, he would fucking relish it. He would break this woman. So much spirit. So much passion. He couldn’t wait to unleash it and to finally have a taste of what he’d been waiting for. His cock stiffened at the thought.

Damon got to his feet and took a step toward her. She stayed perfectly still, tilting her head back and glaring at him.

That’s right, little cat, fight me. Your submission will be so much sweeter.

“Your father gave you to me.”

“I’m a person. I’m not a thing to be passed around like an object.”

He cupped her cheek, and she shoved his arm away.

Smiling, he gripped the back of her neck and hauled her up against him. She did have some skills, but she was no match for him. There was nothing she could do to fight him off. He was the one with complete power, ultimate control.

“You are mine, Milah. Your father gave you to me because he is nothing but a coward. He would rather sell his own daughter than lose his life.”

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Size Matters

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Maddie French is used to being ignored, always told she’d never be good enough. When another date is a no-show, she decides to swear off all men.

After taking over from his father as the prez of the Chaos and Carnage MC, Bull’s priorities have been focused in keeping everyone alive. Now’s the time for him to go after the woman he wants—Maddie.

Only, she doesn’t even realize how badly he wants her. Bull is determined to show her she’s worth everything, and he won’t take no for an answer. Maddie agrees to one date with him, and little by little, he fills her heart, getting beneath her skin.
When an enemy tries to take over his turf, Maddie is attacked. The only thing Bull can do to keep her safe is to push her away, to hurt her in the most painful way.

Bull can try to win her back, but he may have lost the love of his life.

He broke her heart, but she will find it in her power to build herself up?

Excerpt:

Last night had been going so great until Maddie froze on him.

“You know I would never hurt you.”

“I don’t know what this is about.”

“You wanted my kisses last night, Maddie. You were enjoying my touch.”

“Is that what this is about?” she asked. “Because I changed my mind. A woman can do that, you know? She can change her mind.”

“I have no problem about you changing your mind. What I want to know is why.”

“I don’t have to tell you why,” she said.

“No? And you think that’s fair?” he asked.

“Does it matter if it’s fair? I don’t have to give a reason. I…” She closed her eyes and held one hand out. “I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression.”

“Bull fucking shit. Don’t try to play me, Maddie. It won’t fucking work. I’m the master at that shit.” He took a step toward her. He was a grown man and could handle a shit load of rejection, not that he’d experienced much of it. Most had come from this woman in front of him, but she had also shown him part of herself. The part that had started out enjoying his touch. “I saw you, Maddie. I felt you. I … I know you were like fire in my arms, ready to go up in flames. I felt it. I know what it was like. I wanted you again, and again. You craved my kisses, you wanted my hands on your body. What the fuck did I do to change it?”

Tears glistened in her eyes, and her lip wobbled.

She shook her head, biting her lip, and he saw how torn up she was. It broke his fucking heart. No woman had ever hit him like this, but damn it, Maddie was proving to be more special than he anticipated, and it was fucking killing him inside.

“Maddie, talk to me.”

She took a deep breath. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

This made him laugh, and it wasn’t a natural one either. This was very much forced.

“Maddie, I was there, I felt the difference between us. I know something wasn’t right.”

She licked her lips, which she pursed immediately after.

He watched her sigh, and then, she nodded. “I … I’m not like the other women you’ve been with,” she said.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean? You haven’t spread your legs for every single guy at the club. That isn’t something to be upset about.”

She shook her head. “No, that’s not what I meant.” She unfolded her arms and moved her hands up and down her body. “I don’t look like the women you go for.”

He stared at her and knew instantly what she referred to. She wasn’t slender. She was all curves everywhere.

“So?” he asked.

She looked up to the ceiling, and tears fell down her cheeks. He hated seeing her like this, so cut up, so miserable. This wasn’t what he wanted her to feel.

He took a step toward her, and Maddie took a step back.

Bull stopped. “Did you like my kisses?”

“What does that have to do with it?”

“Just answer the question.” He needed her. Seeing her cry and hearing the slight break in her voice broke him. All he wanted to do was pull her into his arms and tell her how fucking desirable she was. How he ached for her. How he’d waited so long to tell her that he’d wanted her.

For years, he’d been admiring her curves, wanting to get closer to her, but she seemed so far away.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Damn it, Bull. You know I liked your kisses. You know I loved having your hands on me. I loved it. It felt incredible, and I didn’t want it to stop, but I don’t want to be a damn pity fuck. I don’t want to be that person. Not again.”

“Not again? You mean this has happened before?”

She released a growl. “Ugh, can’t you just accept that I’m not the kind of woman you want?”

“Hell no. Not when you don’t fucking see what is clearly right under your stubborn nose.”

“I know how this goes. You have your fun. You’ve done your deed to charity and then I’m tossed aside.”

“First of all, I have never in all my life been so insulted, and considering I fucking run Chaos and Carnage, that’s saying something. I would never pity fuck you, Maddie French. In fact, what I want to do is strip you naked, bend you over all the surfaces, and fuck every single part of you. I crave you that much.”

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His Secret Sin

Diego Leoni is used to getting what he wants. He’s one of the best capos the outfit has to offer. Anyone who betrays the outfit, he kills. His first wife knows about that. 

Belle Johnson is alone in the city, trying to prove her independence. Blinded in an accident as a child, she can’t rely on anyone. Now, abandoned in a nightclub by her friends, she has to call for help. And Diego answers, being the sweet, kind man, who helps her home. 

Diego knows he can’t keep Belle forever. She doesn’t know who he really is, and there’s no way to tell her that the person she’s having sex with is also part of the mafia. Violence is in his blood, and yet, when he’s with Belle, the darkness fades away, leaving just the two of them. 

The only problem is, he’s already engaged to another woman, one whom he doesn’t want. But he can’t let Belle go. The only solution is to get Belle pregnant and keep her in his world—without ever letting her know exactly who he is. 

But secrets don’t stay hidden forever…

Excerpt:

All so she could have a chance encounter with Diego.

This was crazy.

She had never been the kind of woman to put herself in danger in the hope of seeing someone else.

“What can I get you?” a guy asked.

“Erm, are you the barman?”

“Yes, sweetheart.”

“Excellent. Can I just get a bottled water? The cap still on? Thank you.”

“Sweetheart, you’re in a bar.”

“I know. I just. Look, my friend is on the dance floor, and I can’t see. Please, can I just have some water?”

She always tried to make sure she never showed how nervous or vulnerable she was, but this was so fucking hard. She wanted to cry, but she kept those tears locked inside.

The barman didn’t put her drink in front of her.

He didn’t come back and speak to her.

Melanie didn’t return, and the bar was only getting busier, more frantic.

Closing her eyes, Belle tried to focus. She could make it out of here.

She had just gotten to her feet when someone pushed her hard. She landed on the floor as someone stood on her hand.

She cried out, but in the next second, she was lifted up. The cologne, she recognized instantly.

“Diego?”

“I take it your friend has left you again?” he asked.

The noise of the club faded, and they weren’t on the street.

“Where are you taking me?” she asked.

“To my office where you’ll be safe and not trampled to death. You didn’t even arrange a private booth.”

“Surprise. Tonight wasn’t exactly planned.”

“I expected more from you.”

She tripped over her own heels again, and she heard him curse. In the next second, she let out a gasp as he lifted her up.

“Man, you’re so strong.” He carried her somewhere. She heard a door open and close, and then she was placed on a hard surface. His desk? “Look, I can take care of myself.”

“You can?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, please. One shove and you were on your ass.”

“Technically, I was on my hands and knees.”

“And you think that’s any better?”

“Well, no, but, oh, please, stop doing this. Stop making this harder than it’s meant to be.”

“I should call your father.”

“Oh, my, you’re not my brother or my keeper.”

“I’m doing a better fucking job of it than your best friend.”

This made Belle pause. “Job? Are you, like, working for my father? Do you even own this nightclub? Has my father hired you to keep an eye on me?”

She wouldn’t put it past him. He always did things like this behind her back. She knew for a fact he was paying Melanie to keep an eye on her, not that her friend was doing a good job of it. Other than when Melanie needed money, she rarely saw her friend. Most of the time, she was gone, doing her own thing.

“I’m not working for your father. This is my club, and I wouldn’t lie to you.”

“How did you know I was here?” she asked.

“I saw you enter on my security cameras. I watched your friend leave you by the bar. Just so you know, she already found someone and they left together. You need to stop hanging around with her.”

Tears filled her eyes, and she heard him curse again.

“I’m sorry. I’m not usually this emotional. I’m not usually this stupid. She promised she wouldn’t leave me again.”

Diego cupped her face. “Fuck, baby, please, do not cry.”

“I can’t seem to stop.”

“I can’t handle it when you cry.”

She sniffled. “I’m trying to stop.”

He didn’t let her go, and she felt his breath across her face. It was so close.

“Diego?”

Just as she finished saying his name, he slammed his lips down on hers, silencing any more sound from her. This was her first real kiss.

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New Release: His Possession

Hi All, It is release day of my first full length story. I will post the buy links up for other thrid party sites as they become live.

The Owners, 1

Cadeon Ashwood is a dominant man who has one problem: he’s overly possessive. When he meets Violet Moore for the first time, he knows she is the woman for him. The possessive instinct she stirs within him can only mean one thing—she will be the woman who owns his heart.

Violet is a shy young woman who is trying to make her way in the world, but she has a dark past filled with shame. She is constantly looking over her shoulder.

When Cadeon sees an opportunity to get close to the younger woman, he takes it with everything he’s got. She drives him crazy with the way she bows her head, and her innocent blushing makes Cadeon want her more.

For too long she’s lived without love and safety. Cadeon offers her everything, but will she live long enough to enjoy it?

Be Warned: light BDSM, spanking.

Excerpt:

“What are you doing?”

“Do you like it?” he asked.

She nodded her head with a frown. “It feels really good.”

Her legs opened wider, and he smiled. Cadeon focused all of his attention on her clit. He wanted to draw out her pleasure even as his cock was crying out for some of his own. Being naked, skin to skin with her was too much for him to contain. He used both fingers and pleasured her, sucking her nipples into his mouth. Her hips moved in sync with his fingers, riding his hand. It was a natural call to the woman within her.

He stared into her eyes as one of her hands touched his shoulder. She lifted up to look between her legs.

“Let it come, baby.”

Her gazed turned to him. He increased the pace of his fingers. Violet shook and screamed as her climax went through her. Cadeon brought her over the edge and kept her in the bliss for moments. He absorbed every sound and look coming from her. He relishing the knowledge he’d been the one to bring her to her first orgasm. When she came down, he reached over to the draw by the bed. He pulled out a long tube.

“What are you doing?” she asked breathlessly.

“It’s my turn, only I want us both to feel good.” He flicked open the tube of lubrication and smeared a generous amount on his dick before putting some more on his fingers. He threw the tube on the other side away from them. Bringing the blob on his fingers between her legs, he rubbed it over and between her slit, making sure she was nice and wet. Cadeon opened her legs and got between her.

Violet stopped him with a hand on his arm. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to fuck you, but I need to come.” Taking a thigh in each hand, he opened her legs wide. For a second he stopped to admire the beauty of her pussy. The lips were wet with the mixture of the lube and cum, her clit red and swollen. She looked good enough to eat. He draped her legs over his thighs and grasped his cock. Cadeon moved the tip through her slit, not pressing against her entrance. He wasn’t lying when he said he wasn’t going to fuck her. This was about them getting used to each other. All thought if she begged him to fuck her, he would do it. He wanted her that badly.

He settled himself between her legs, his cock resting against her clit and between the lips of her pussy.

Taking her hands in his, he pinned them against the pillow by her head. “Look at me,” he said.

She opened her eyes and stared back at him. For the rest of his life he wanted to watch her. With a move of his hips he saw her eyes widen in wonder. Each movement provided him pleasure and pressed on her clit, giving her pleasure as well. He did it slowly at first, bringing out the sensation to make it more enjoyable for her. With her already having one release, he wanted to draw the second one out.

Sweat covered both of their skin as she began to move with him, her hips lifting with him. Part of him wanted to lift that last little bit and penetrate her, but he stopped. If he took her now, he could abuse the trust she had in him.

“Cadeon,” she said on a moan. He knew what she was thinking. His cock was rock hard, and he knew he was seconds from coming. Taking her lips in a searing kiss, he rode her harder. The sensation was enjoyable. However it wouldn’t be as good as the feel of her cunt squeezing him like a fist. Closing his eyes, he inhaled her scent. He bit down on her shoulder. The need to mark her as his. He sucked and did something he’d never done to another woman. He gave Violet his first ever love bite.

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