Night After Night (Night Riders Motorcycle Club Book 1) (7 page)

Surrounding her cock with all of her lips, Lauren kissed the tip of his piece before running her tongue up and down his shaft. She felt him trembling around her kiss, and when he started to release between her lips, Lauren sucked harder, and she tasted all of him, swallowed every bit of his essence as he twirled her hair in his hands.

“That’s good,” he moaned. “Nice…”

Lauren looked into his eyes, his cock still in her mouth. She felt sure that she had sucked him dry when he pulled out and flipped her back to the bed.

“What–?”

“Just hold still.”

Plucking a few lengths of rope from the floor, he started to bind her wrists to the frame of the bed, and as she felt her hands tied, she could focus on nothing but his approach.

“I’ll reward you now.”

Blake worked his way inside her without protest, and Lauren’s unbound legs curled around his as he pushed deeper.

“Okay. Oh yes…”

Blake’s cock settled inside her, and Lauren arched her hips to take all of him inside her. Savoring the feel of his pulse, Lauren forgot her fear and sighed.

“It’s… it’s still wrong,” Lauren said.

“No,” Blake crooned. “Look at me. Look into my eyes.”

She found his gaze, and a part of her squirmed under the force of his eyes. Drew had never made her feel fear. Well…there was always the fear that she was selling herself short, but his cock nearly satisfied. But whenever she started to fall asleep in his arms, Drew’s snore made her wonder what else was out there. And now…

“Look at me,” Blake ordered. “Don’t even think about anything else.”

Pushing the idea of Drew aside, Lauren forgot him, and she focused on nothing but Blake’s ragged face.

He could still hurt me. Maybe I want him to. Maybe I want to know what it is to be–
“What do you really want to do to me?” she asked.

Blake twisted one finger under her chin, and he dragged her eyes to his. “I want to make you melt,” he said. “Think I can do that?”

He didn’t have to ask the question, but Lauren’s old instincts curled under her skin, and she struggled against her bonds, longing to press her palms to his chest.

“I don’t know,” Lauren said. “Can you?”

His eyes blazed with the promise of the challenge, and he pushed his lips into her chest, his tongue bathing each soft mound in a surprisingly tender kiss. Lauren’s body thrashed for all of a second before going limp in his arms, and when his hold tightened, when he pulled her closer to his eyes, she had no choice but to stay suspended in his stare as he stroked her sides.

“Do you know what I can do?”

Maybe she did. “You’re… you’re bruised,” she started. “You’re beaten.”

“Think you might have had something to do with–”

“But you protected Grace,” she said. “And… and I think that you brought me…”

Eric would have called it sex when it was nothing but rape. And just the thought of that caused Lauren to quiver. But just the thought. Not the reality when… when…

“I’m not stopping,” he said as he pushed deeper.

“Okay,” Lauren whispered. “But what if… what if I say no?”

Blake appeared to consider her question carefully, and he nearly kissed her lips when he stopped short and curled his fingers around her neck. “Say no,” he said. “Tell me that you don’t want this.”

Part of her still wanted to break free and run home, but when Blake’s hand moved down her back and settled around her ass, she sighed into the feel of his fingers, and the corners of her mouth lifted into a small smile.

“You… you didn’t have to buy me,” Lauren said. “I would have gone with you anyway.”

Mirroring her smile, Blake suddenly untied her, and running was the last things from her mind. As he pressed his lips to her breasts and suckled her flesh, Lauren curved her arm around his neck and sighed into his shoulder.

“Any–”

Her words, her thoughts came to a clean stop when Blake flipped her body on top of his, his hands still clutching her close, and even as she struggled under the force of his touch, Lauren peered into his eyes, and she moaned when Blake thrust closer and his arms consumed her body.

“Don’t believe you,” he said. “Girl like you? I had to pay for this before you could run.”

The scene in the desert night required more than so-called law and order. In their world, there was justice, and there were tears. But she didn’t want to sob in his arms. She wanted everything that she could have run away from and more.

“I… I want to know why you think you’re so strong,” she said.

Blake took hold of the back of her neck, and he forced her face to his. “I am strong,” he said. “And I can show you how–”

No doubt he could. But the lure of his lips.

“I can’t help this,” she said. “I–”

Straining towards his lips, Lauren kissed him softly, and she basked in the feel of his arms swirling around her back. There was no fear in the space of his hold, and when his fingers passed her thigh and clung close to her cunt, Lauren reached down. Seizing his hand in hers, she brought her fingers close to her pussy, and when she saw him smile at the sensation of her mound, Lauren leaned into him and nipped his nose.

“Am I… did you do it to just make me your slave?” she asked.

He nodded and stopped mid-shake as he clutched her face in his hands. “What’s so wrong with that,” he whispered. “I’ll take good care of you, you know.”

She stated to sink into the feel of his hands, but then her mind flashed back to auction and the idea of Grace dragged across the desert sands.

“I don’t want…” Kicking him hard, Lauren groped towards the door, and she was about to turn the knob in her hands when Blake was on her again.

“Yes you do!” he said “You came out here wanting–”

“I want out!” she screamed. “Let me go!”

Blake’s hold was tight, and he wrestled her to the ground, his body on top of hers. He kissed her face into silence and stopped around her lips. When she saw his eyes, Lauren flinched, but Blake stroked her chin as he gazed into her eyes.

“Don’t think I want you to do that,” he said. “I bought you. I have you now. And I want to… I want…”

He smashed his lips to hers again, and Lauren struggled some until his cock pressed inside her. At the first thrust, she had no choice but to sigh at his entry. The feel of him inside her, the thrill of it was something that she could not deny, and when he plunged deeper, Lauren took hold of his back, and she narrowed her eyes around his. “You want to fuck me,” she whispered.

With a nod and the light feel of his fingers against her cheek, he smiled down at her. “Have from the start,” he said. “And you won’t say no.”

“Won’t I?”

“No way!”

Blake filled her, and Lauren’s body arched without thinking to take in all of his cock. She groaned on impact, and when he pushed deeper, Lauren wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his hips, and when his lips danced close to hers, Lauren was ready to kiss him. She breathed into his mouth and felt his kiss leading her away from the darkness and into a new light. All she had to do was hold him and sigh into his flesh and–

“I need you here,” Blake said. “With me.”

As she hung onto the length of his cock, Lauren nodded, and her fingers touched his ink. Her touch curved towards the brands that were not of his choosing, and as she pressed her nails into the gaps that had nothing to do with tattoos, he curled closer to her and flashed a perfect smile.

“So don’t go,” he said. “Stay with me.”

“Blake, I–”

“Do it or I’ll have to hurt you.”

Lauren swallowed hard, and her mind, her body, fought against the prospect of new pain.

“I…I don’t want to leave,” she whispered. “I want to…I want…”

“There’s only what I want,” Blake said. “And it can be sweet. Because I take care of what’s mine.”

As he flipped her to her back, Lauren sighed as he took her from behind. And her cunt spread to accept every inch if his cock. “Jesus Christ!” Lauren screamed.

Blake pulsed around her, his hands running up and down her sides, his fingers stopping every few strokes to probe and caress her cunt. “You want more?” he asked.

Lauren barely managed a nod when he pulled her hips closer to his.

“I know you do,” he said. “Come closer.” He grabbed her waist, his fingers kneading the soft, quivering flesh of her ass. She felt her body enslaved by the force of his cock and the heat of his hands. “Closer,” he purred.

Diving deeper, his thrusts barely left her now, and the feel of him throbbing inside caused her to arch her body forward, her hair spilling across his chest, and she was startled when he surrounded her throat with a strong harm and pressed his lips to her burning ear.

“Beg me for it,” he whispered.

“I… I…”

“Beg me, or I’ll pull out right now.”

A small part of her thought that she should be smart and simply hold her tongue. Because despite the pounding of her heart and the delicious trembles crossing her skin, she was his property now. She was only here because she had been tricked into the auction. But Lauren swallowed that thought down to the pit of her soul as his fingers danced down to her breasts. He took hold of her hard nipple, and at the first tug, a sharp shiver ran down Lauren’s spine.

How could she even think of…? “Please,” she whispered.

“Louder,” Blake ordered as he pulled harder on her breast. Stretching her arms behind her head, Lauren nearly had her hair between his fingers. “No,” he hissed. “Say the words. Now!”

Pushing her into the bed, Lauren bit down on the sheets, and turned her mind to nothing but the pulsing of his cock. “Please!” she screamed, her voice muffled in the linens.

“Again.”

Lifting her head over his shoulder, she saw the sweat dripping from his brow, his eyes narrowed as he paused in his pursuit. Escape? The definition of the word evaporated from her vocabulary, and Lauren fixed her stare on his eyes.

“Do me now,” she said. “If you–”

Tossing his head back with a dark laugh, he pulled her up by her hair and crushed his palm to her middle.

“You’ll pay for that.”

For a second, she feared that he would make good on his threat to abandon her before the moment of climax, and she started to take the words back. But as she tried to speak, he slammed her into the bed with three quick thrusts, and at the final push, he released a stream of lust that threatened to drown her from within. Crying out with total abandon, her cunt tightened to savor every inch of his massive piece, and when he relaxed to a slow pulse, his cock still buried in the confines of her wet walls, Lauren wanted to stay like this forever, and an anguished moan passed through her lips at the feel of him starting to soften inside her.

“Don’t–”

“Relax,” he said. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Blake’s cock came to a gentle rest inside her, but he honored his promise and stayed in the space of her pussy. Falling to the bed with her, Lauren struggled to catch her breath, and as he draped his arms around her sweating, swooning body, he cupped her breasts in his hands and nuzzled her neck.

“Like that, didn’t you?” he asked.