Page 21 of Bought By the Biker
I smack her ass and pull her hair, tugging her head back as I lean forward, biting down on her shoulder. “You can, and you will. Take it. Fucking take what I give you.”
I slap her ass again, making her squirt all over me.
“Shadow! It hurts so good, don’t stop, don’t ever stop.”
“Jesus Christ,” I grit out, riding her ass hard with everything I am. Sloppy, wet, smacking sounds fill the empty room, adding to the soundtrack of Mika’s breathy moans and my feral grunts.
I wrap my arms around her hips right as her knees give out. Holding her up, I rut into her like a man possessed, driving both of us higher and higher, my muscles burning as I tense and flex and fuck her savagely.
Sweat drips down my forehead, and my balls draw up tight, the sharp sting of ecstasy shooting through my body just as Mika fucking comes again. Her orgasm ignites my own, the white-hot flames traveling down my spine and shooting out of me, right into Mika’s ripe pussy. I come so hard my balls ache, and my cock feels raw.
We collapse onto the floor, Mika landing on my chest as I wrap my arms around her and gently roll us on our sides so I’m spooning around her. I bury my face into her hair, letting her familiar scent ground me.
My woman huffs out a laugh, then sighs contentedly. “That was amazing. Like… wow.”
I chuckle and kiss the back of her neck. “I’ll give you this every single day.”
“Right here, in the club?” Mika looks at me over her shoulder, and I help her turn around to face me.
“If voyeurism is a new kink, then sure,” I answer with a wink.
“I don’t even know what that is, but I think I’ll like whatever we do together.”
“Me, too, love. We have the rest of our lives to discover everything about each other. I don’t think it’s possible, but I know when I wake up tomorrow, I’m going to find a new reason to love you even more.”
“Shadow… You’re so good to me. It’s hard for me to accept, but I’m trying. Thank you for loving me so well.”
“Precious girl,” I whisper, stroking my fingers through her wild red hair. I don’t have any other words, but she doesn’t seem to mind.
Mika rests her head on my chest while I continue to caress her soft skin. At some point, we’ll have to get up, get dressed, and head home. But right now, I’m enjoying the most perfect, blissful moment with my woman. It’s hard to believe there will be many more moments just like this in our future.
EPILOGUE
MIKA
“Story time!” Amos, our five-year-old, exclaims.
“Yeah! Are we going to finish it tonight?” Aiden asks. He just turned nine last month, and he’s an even more ferocious reader than his father.
Shadow is about to answer, but I speak first. “Brush your teeth and then it’s story time,” I remind our boys, the same as every night before bed. Our kids rush off to the bathroom, and I turn to my husband. “If it were up to you, they’d never clean up or brush their teeth. You’d read to them well into the early hours of the morning if you could,” I tease.
Wrapping my arms around Shadow’s neck, I pull him down for a kiss.
“You might be right about the first part, but I definitely want to be next to you in the early hours of the morning,” he whispers into the shell of my ear.
“Oh, yeah? And what would we be doing?”
My husband grips my hips and pulls me into his chest, kissing a line down my neck, pausing to scrape his across my pulse point. I breathe out a soft moan as my fingers tangle in his hair. “I’d tease you until you’re trembling for me, your body desperate to be filled.” My breathing grows erratic as I picturethe scene he’s painting. “When you can’t take it any more, your pussy dripping with need, I’ll slide inside your tight heat and fuck you nice and hard.”
I gasp at his filthy words, even though they shouldn’t still surprise me. “Promise?”
“Hell yes,” he grunts, taking my lips in a passionate kiss.
“We’re done!” Amos announces from the hallway.
“Yeah, where are you guys?” Aiden demands.
Shadow and I break apart, smiling at each other in anticipation of the evening’s activities after the kids are asleep.
The four of us get settled on the couch in front of the fireplace, like we do most nights before the boys go to bed. Amos crawls up in his father’s lap, nestling his little head against Shadow’s chest. I sit next to my husband, beaming over at him as he grabs one of my favorite books, The Secret Garden. Aiden curls up on the other side of me, his head resting on my lap while I comb my fingers through his hair in a calming gesture.
Shadow clears his throat and begins right where we left off last night. Both boys are asleep by the end of the chapter, but we stay on the couch for a little bit longer. Shadow sets the book down and wraps his arms around my shoulders, leaning over to kiss my forehead. We watch the flames dance in the fireplace, the shadows flickering across our kids’ precious sleeping faces.
How did I get so lucky to have a family of my own? Shadow is the most attentive, loving father, and he treats me like the goddess he always says I am. Our house has expanded to accommodate the growing family, and we both have a few gray hairs from the last several years of raising two boys. But our love has remained the same. In fact, it’s stronger every single day.
Shadow has kept his promise to me from all those years ago. I’ll wipe away every painful memory and replace it with something good, something beautiful, something you can trust and build upon.
Moments like this, surrounded by my boys and the love of my life, bring everything into perspective. We had to endure hardship growing up, and we fought hard for our love in the beginning, but it was all worth it in the end.
THE END
