Reaper's Till Death (Devils Rejects MC 3)

“Is that a promise?”

“It’s a warning.”

My tank top is brought over my head and my chest is exposed to him.

Sucking a nipple into his mouth he isn’t gentle, grazing the tender skin with his teeth. His free hand pushes up the leg of my shorts, thrusting his fingers inside me.

“Fuck you feel so tight but most of all, Harley. You feel like mine.”

“Quinn…” I breathe out his name, desperately pleading when he removes his fingers and licks them slowly, longing for him to touch me again.

“You taste like a tomato.”

“Better than skunk ass,” I tease.

“Maybe tomato is my new favorite taste aside from your pussy.”

Thick and long, his erection jerks in his pants.

“I think you should take these off.”

“Not yet,” he says. Pushing me onto my back and easing my shorts down over my knees, then leaving them around my ankles, he forces my thighs part. “Spread wide, darlin’. I’m hungry.”

Circling my clit with his finger, he parts my lips with his other hand, before licking my seam eagerly.

“Goddamn,” his voice is deep and throaty. “I don’t know what kind of spell you’ve put on me, woman.”

All I can do is bite my bottom lip and enjoy his lavish affections as I stare up at the moon.

Chapter Sixteen

—Reaper—

I have Harley right where I want her—under me, moaning and gasping in pleasure. Flicking my tongue along the seam of her velvet heat, I love the taste of her. The woman was made for me. Her smart mouth and silliness along with her sexiness drives me crazy. I’ve never wanted a woman the way I want her.

When all this is over, I will make her mine.

Her fingers tug on my hair, pulling me closer to the heart of her fire.

“Oh God, Quinn. Don’t stop. So close.”

“That’s what I like to hear, sweet ass. My name on your lips.”

Increasing the gratification, I insert two fingers into her hot cunt.

Her back arches up and her hips buck, guiding me deeper in. Making a come here motion I find her G-spot. Her body wiggles as her nails scratch down my back. The walls of her pussy grip my fingers hard and tight. Right when she is about to climax I replace my fingers with my tongue, needing to taste her juices as she gets off.

Licking my lips, I look up at her and the sated expression on her face makes me feel worth millions.

Her legs are trembling as the aftereffects quake through her body.

Harley makes quick work of getting my zipper down and my pants pushed down enough to give me freedom to get my cock lined up where I desire to feel her the most.

“You on the pill?”

“Yeah, but in the rush to leave home I forgot them.” Her honesty makes me love her more. I know a lot of women would lie in hopes of having my baby. Not that I go around fucking without a condom. I’m too damn eager to be inside her to go get one out of the truck. I need her now. I need to be in her sweet cunt right now.

“I’ll pull out.”