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Biker's Bride (Demons MC)

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“Yes, fuck me there, just like that,” I moaned as he spread my legs further and pressed himself deeper inside of me. I pressed my hands against the wall to brace myself as he fucked me rough, and the orgasm built itself deep in my core. He grunted his own pleasure, and as I crested, my knees began to shake, every muscle tense and spasming. My back arched, and I felt his hand support me as he continued to thrust and grind into me. I took him deep and came hard, harder than I ever had before, and my vision nearly went white from the pleasure.

As my orgasm peaked and began to subside, he grabbed my hips rough and thrust deep and hard into me. I bucked back to match his pace, still needing him, still on fire with desire and pleasure. He grunted and groaned and thrust hard, and as his pace peaked, I saw and felt his whole body tense as he came inside me. His fingers dug into my hips, and I moaned for him, needing him to come every bit, hungry for him. As his pace slowed and his breathing calmed, he stepped back and moved away from me. The absence of him was briefly like a hammer on my chest, until he turned me back around and wrapped his arms around me. He pressed his sweating body against mine and held me hard as we both breathed heavy and tried to regain our senses.

We stood like that, wrapped in each other for a few minutes while we relaxed back into our normal rhythms. Finally, he pulled away. I raked my eyes along his naked, sculpted body, and felt more hunger for him, despite being exhausted and spent.

The rest of the night moved in inches and fits. We alternated between light, joking conversation and heavy, sweating touches. We fell asleep wrapped up in his sheets, the cool Philadelphia morning streaming in through his half-open windows.

Chapter Eight

The next morning, I felt bad that I had stood Amy up. I knew our relationship wasn’t the best since I had moved back to the city, but it wasn’t completely her fault. I was going through something I couldn’t exactly explain, and taking it out on her.

My thoughts were a mess as I made my way toward the brunch place. The night before, Rex and I had fallen asleep together, but in the morning he seemed aloof and distant. I couldn’t linger too long anyway, since I had plans with Amy, but it was strange. I knew developing strong feelings for that jerk was probably a bad idea, but I could feel myself getting sucked into his charm regardless.

He didn’t go into any more detail about his life after that first conversation. I had a million questions to ask him, but I knew it wasn’t the time to press. Rex said he didn’t want to lie to people anymore, but he also didn’t seem excited to go into details about the dark things he was involved with. I didn’t understand why Michael had so much power over him. Rex owed money, but why did he have to get involved in dangerous stuff like street fighting? Couldn’t he get a job and pay off his loans little by little like most people? I knew that seemed naïve, and I was missing a crucial piece of the story.

Around eleven thirty, I stopped in front of Good Dog, which was where I was meeting Amy for brunch. Good Dog was part bar and part restaurant. They did fantastic food, and they were named after the hundreds of framed pictures of dogs that they had hanging on their walls. The place was dark and somewhat crowded, but we had reservations.

I didn’t have to wait long for Amy. After a few minutes, a town car pulled up out front of the building and she climbed out the back. I wasn’t used to seeing Amy get chauffeured around the city. I guessed being engaged to Shane Green had certain perks.

Amy looked great. Radiant and happy in a way I hadn’t seen her look in years. We hugged and she smiled huge.

“Ready to eat?” she asked.

“Always,” I said.

We walked inside, into the dark bar, and the hostess took us up to our table. We were off in a small alcove under pictures of black lab puppies. When the waitress came over, Amy ordered us both a Bloody Mary.

“Going hard today?” I asked when the waitress was gone. I was exhausted, but oddly not very hung over. I didn’t drink that much the night before, although I had stayed up all night exploring the finer parts of Rex Latour.

Amy laughed and shrugged. “We don’t do this often anymore, so I’m taking advantage of it.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry if I haven’t tried hard enough to spend time with you.”


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