Resurrecting Ghosts (Kings of Chaos 4)

Gripping the edge of my cut, she molds her body to mine. “I never had a man who did that. Took up for me.”

“Get used to that shit.”

She slips her arms around my neck and bites my lower lip.

I devour her mouth, ignoring the pain as I lift her in my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist and I cup her ass, enjoying the dig of her heels into my back. “I’m going to fuck you so good, little girl.”

She shivers.

“You frustrate the hell out of me. We’re going to continue to butt heads while we work shit out. But I promise you this, I’ll never let anyone hurt you or disrespect you, and you best believe I’m going to take out my agitation on that tight little pussy of yours.”

She moans.

I chuckle. “Never knew you liked it so rough, Ruthie.”

“I don’t—I didn’t. It’s your spawn, already messing with me and we’re barley a month in,” she pouts.

I can’t help but laugh at her face. Can pregnancy hormones be contagious? She’s got me running hot and cold. We reach my room and I massage the soft globes of her ass. “Why can’t you be sweet like this all the time? We’d have so many less problems.”

“You’d be bored to death with a yes woman.”

“Life might be easier, though. You got to watch how you talk to these guys. Especially, ones outside of our chapter. Some of them are old school. They don’t fuck around with mouthy bitches. Yeah I said bitches, because that’s how they see women.” Machismo to the fullest is a real living part of this life. Depending on the way the club rolls, it can be intense and fucked up.

She glances away. “I’m trying to learn this. It’s a lot and I am who I am. Tempering that is going to take some time.”

“Just keep at it. I damn near came in my pants when I saw you today. This looks good on you. But I can think of something that would look even better.” I bite her neck as I open the door and stumble in. “Next time you want to give someone lip, come to me and I’ll put these pretty lips to work.”

She trails her nails down the back of my neck. “Is this how we’re going to solve our problems now? Fucking?”

“This is how we’re going to keep from killing each other.” Her body stiffens and I know she’s thinking about my parents. Time for distraction, for both of us. “Get that ass you been teasing me with all night on the bed and get on all fours.”

I watch her from beneath lowered lids as she walks across the room to my bed and sits on the edge. She moves to take off her heels.

“Leave them on.”

Her cheeks pinken and my chest swells with pride. My woman still blushes when I talk dirty. She’s a pure, clean, piece of possibility. Somewhere underneath the lies, paranoia, and stubbornness is a chance at happy ever after. “Pull that skirt up around your waist.” A black lace thong barely covers her round ass. I unbutton my pants and free myself. She glances over her shoulder and I stroke it faster just for her. She groans. “You like watching me stroke my cock, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

Her breathy tone makes me feel like I’m on top of the world. I walk over to the bed and tap my cock head on her ass. She squirms and I bend over and sink my teeth into her supple flesh. I can smell her arousal and feel the heat rolling off her skin.

She bucks her hips. “Skull.”

I release her skin and admire the impression I’ve left behind. I run my thumb over the sensitive bruise. She hisses and arches her back winding her hips. I lean down, hook my fingers into her underwear and pull them down her legs and over her heels, tossing them behind me. My tongue is tingling with the need to taste her, but I want to be inside her more. I trap her body beneath mine, placing all my weight on my arms on either side of her. I rub my dick between the slick lips of her pussy. “Damn you’re wet. Who made you that way?”

“You.”

I bump her clit with the tip of my cock. “I didn’t hear you.”

“You.”

“Damn straight. I give you what you need, don’t I?”

“Yes.”

I thrust into her with my fingers, torturing us both with the friction as she creams all over my digits. Her breath is shaky and her ass is grinding back against me. I continue to tap her clit. I want her to beg me for it.

“Please, Skull.”