Son of a Beard (The Dixie Wardens Rejects MC #3)

Not even ten minutes ago, Big Papa had told me the gruesome details of a man’s death, and now I was hard.

Not to mention that there was a man here in the city who would like nothing more than to see me dead just like my grandparents.

The same man who was sent to prison because of me—and whose release I apparently had not been told about.

But did that stop my dick from getting hard as she trailed kisses down my sternum?

Fuck no.

Yeah, definitely going to hell.

As I rolled over and pinned her underneath my body, I delighted in the gasp that left her throat. And I didn’t let the outside world—nor my conscience—intervene for the next thirty minutes as I made it my mission to forget anything and everything while in turn I memorized Verity’s body.

“Baby,” I rasped against her neck, widening her thighs with my knees and pushing her legs farther apart.

“What?” she breathed, her lips turning to fan over the line of my jaw.

My beard rasped against those soft lips, and she moaned.

My hands moved from her breasts to her arms, sliding up over soft skin until I had a delicate wrist in each hand.

Pinning them to the bed above her head, I dropped my mouth, running it over the length of her neck and then even further along the top of her collarbone.

“Jesus,” she rasped. “You make me act like I’ve never done it before.”

A blush of red stole up her chest, infusing her cheeks, and I grinned.

She was fucking adorable.

I chuckled and dropped my head down, catching one stiff nipple between my lips and biting down gently.

Her whole body bowed off the bed, and her naked bottom half arched up, seeking the touch of my cock against her softness.

I gave her what she wanted, grinding down my hard cock into the warmth of her sex.

Her heat practically scalded me where we touched, and I closed my eyes and moaned around the tip of her breast.

Her fingers curled into fists as her back came off the bed, pushing more of her full breasts into my mouth.

I opened wider to take it and then sucked hard.

Over and over again, I licked, sucked, tugged and nibbled on her nipple, lavishing it with the attention it deserved.

Releasing her wrists to use my hands to cup her breasts, I switched my mouth to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment.

She dug her heels into the bed, thrusting her hips up and forcing my cock to grind even harder into her pussy.

“Please,” she moaned. “I need you.”

I knew exactly what she meant.

My cock was swollen and throbbing, and if I didn’t get inside of her soon, I was fairly sure I would die from lack of blood to my brain.

She reached down when I wasn’t fast enough to obey her orders, and gave me two pumps with her smooth, soft hand before placing the tip of my cock against her entrance.

I grinned at her, and slowly let my hips drop.

The minute her heat engulfed the swollen head of my cock, I shuddered from the pleasure of it.

I sank all the way inside her to the base of my shaft. I knew that whatever I did, this was right.

She was right.

Everything about her was right.

I moaned into her neck as she took all of me, latching my hands onto her hips with a strong grip.

My fingers dug into the meat of her ass, and my thumb pressed down against her hip bone, causing her own feminine growl to escape.

“You feel so fucking good, baby. Like a dream,” I rasped, sweeping my lips up the line of her jaw.

She pulled at my beard, causing me to look up into her eyes.

“You’re the best I’ve ever had and I don’t want you to ever stop,” she whispered fiercely.

I grinned against her lips, and then pressed down, letting my tongue trail against her bottom lip before replying.

“I gotta go to work some time, sweet girl,” I murmured. “And I’m fairly sure you said you’d help me with the pub.”

She sighed, her breath fanning out against my lips, and I chuckled.

“I guess you’re right,” she murmured. “But I’m ready and willing anytime you want to take me.”

I growled, then pulled my hips back and snapped them forward.

The loud slap-slap filled the room around us as I continued to fuck her with long and hard thrusts.

She started coming on the fourth stroke, and didn’t stop until I pulled back and waited for her pussy to release the stranglehold she had on my cock.

I didn’t want to blow yet. I wanted to enjoy this for a little bit longer before reality intruded once again.

Which I showed her as I took her for a very long time afterward.

By the time she was a writhing mass of stray hairs and sweaty body parts underneath me, my balls were screaming for release.

“One more,” I ordered.

She shook her head, the long brown strands seeming to stick absolutely everywhere.

My chest. Her chest. My neck, her armpit.

Hell, a lot of it was even underneath her back and causing her neck to arch, giving me perfect access to run my beard over the sensitive skin there which seemed to really drive her wild.

“One more,” I repeated, pulling out of her completely and dropping down between her legs until her feet rested on my shoulders.

The first swipe of my tongue against her clit had her moaning in denial. “Nooooo,” she whimpered. “I can’t.”

The next swipe—a sweet burst of flavor that was all Verity—had her rolling over to her belly to flee.

I caught her around the ankles and yanked her down until she was over the side of the bed.

Her feet didn’t touch, and that was okay with me.

The less purchase she had, the less chance she had of getting away from me.

Placing both of my hands on her ass cheeks, I parted them and bent forward, resuming my attack.

She cried out, and then tensed when I swirled one blunt finger around her entrance.

“God,” she breathed. “You’re sadistic.”

I let my beard trail up the inside of her thighs and she shivered as goosebumps broke out over her skin.

“I can do it…please. Just get inside of me.”

I knew she could, but I was going to taste this one before I released inside of her.

And she knew it, too, as she turned her head to the side and watched me lick her through the mirror over her dresser.

I penetrated her with a third finger, I sucked harder on her clit, and that was all it took.

She tried to get her knees under her to pull away, but I held her tight with my shoulders, pinning her to the bed as I continued to my oral assault on her pussy.

Once she was finished contracting around my fingers, she was breathing hard, and I was nearly bursting.

Standing, I straddled her backside.

It took two rough strokes of my cock over her tight ass before I was coming, the juices of her pussy lubing my hand as I jerked off.

White splashes of cum landed on her back and ass, and by the time I was falling over to the bed beside her, I was heaving out my breaths right along with her.

I was sweaty, hot, and sated.

And I wanted nothing more than to lie here and do that a hundred times over again.