“Every time you’re inside of me, it just gets better,” she says, her words echoing my thoughts.
I kiss her, because there are no words that I can give to say what I want to. Then I release her wrists and pull back so just my tip is inside her. I’m on my knees now, and I lift her ass and pull her down on my cock, watching as I disappear out of sight. Fucking phenomenal. I repeat that several times, enjoying the feel, the angle, and the way my dick scrapes against the walls of her pussy. It slowly drives Dani crazy as she starts lifting her body up higher, bracing herself on her elbows. She’s doing her best to thrust herself back and forth, but I have my hands on her ass and I’m doing the work here. I’m the one allowing her to have, what I choose to give her.
“Zander!” She growls and I can’t help but smile.
“What’s wrong, baby?” I ask, slowing my thrusts and tilting my hips to the side so that it hits her differently with each slow glide.
“I need you to stop torturing me and give me your dick, please…” she says, and she does in fact sound desperate.
I support her with only one hand and take my free one to move my finger against the swollen lips of her pussy. My thumb searches and finds the hard distended nub of her clit. It pulsates and I smile as I push hard against it and then let up, petting the pretty button in reward. Her hips jerk up, elongating the reach of my cock inside of her. I take over controlling everything and enjoy the show, never speeding up my movements as my fingers dig into her thighs. It makes me feel every inch the conqueror and possessor of her and her body.
Her head is thrashing back and forth and her whimpers have become unintelligible.
“Do you get it yet, Dani? Do you get that you’re mine? That I’m never fucking letting you go?”
She doesn’t respond, well other than a moan when my cock thrusts back inside. This time however, I don’t withdraw. I stay lodged completely inside of her and adjust her legs so they wrap around my back and then I stretch back over her body, my eyes seeking hers. Her hands come up to my face, touching me softly. So fucking softly they almost feel as if she’s praising me. I can’t remember another woman ever touching me with such gentleness. Her dark eyes shining with emotion and it’s all directed at me.
“I love you, Zander. As long as you are with me, I am where I belong.”
Her words touch places in me that I didn’t even realize were raw, and they heal. I should give her sweet words now, but they’re all jumbled up in my brain. All I can think is…mine.
My voice is hoarse with emotion and love, so much fucking love for this woman I know that she’s sunk so deep inside that she’s more than a piece of me. She’s all of me. She owns every inch of me and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
“Hold on, Hellcat. Hold on tight and never let go,” I order and with every lunge inside of her it pushes her up on the mattress. Her heels lock against my ass, as she takes my body into hers over and over. Her nails bite into my back and I hiss at the sweet sting of pain.
“Give it to me, Zander. I’ll hold on, I’ll always hold on to you, Cowboy. Always.”
I take her promise and we finish our ride together—just as it should be.
Epilogue
Dani
Two weeks later
“Hellcat! Where are you?” I hear Zander yell, as the screen door to the house we’ve been staying in slams. We’ve been living in the house that the Savage Brothers’ owned on the lake. It’s been a good place. It has felt like home, but today we’re moving out. I’m nervous, but I know that with Zander, any place will be great. We bought a home on Cherokee Lake and it’s beautiful. It’s everything I have ever wanted. It’s on the water with a large deck for club gatherings or just me and Zander relaxing in the evening. It’s homey, and it feels…peaceful.
Zander decided to stay on as Diesel’s Vice President. I’m not sure what made him decide to leave Dragon and his crew, but when he asked what I thought, I left the decision completely up to him. All I could give him was the truth—I’d be okay no matter where we ended up as long as we were together.
Diesel has been having personal problems. He had an old lady who died a few months ago and left him with a little boy. The sweetest little boy I’ve ever met in my life. From all accounts, his mother sucked, but it makes me sad that the little guy will never get the chance to know his mother’s love. Diesel asked Zander to come in and help watch over the club, while he devoted more time to his son, Ryan. I think it’s good. Zander likes the men and I’m even fitting in with the other old ladies, especially Brenda, Copper’s old lady. She’s not Nic, but we have bonded. Life here is just…good. Really good.