Reining It In (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 6)

Fucking shit was right. Just like everything else about Bear, his cock was on the huge side. “I’m gonna need you to move, Bear,” I whispered. “Now.”

Bear chuckled, and I felt that to my core. Holy shit.

He slowly pulled out and plunged back into me.

“You like that, mama?” he groaned.

I fucking loved it.

“Please, faster,” I pleaded. I dug my nails into his shoulders and arched my back. “Bear,” I called.

Bear’s hips moved faster, and with each thrust, he brought me closer to the edge. Hell, he also brought me closer to being addicted to him.

I knew that there was nothing else out there like Bear, and I wasn’t going to give him up easily. I held on to him like he was the only thing keeping me alive.

He buried his face in my neck and planted one hand on the bed. His hips slammed into me, and his name ripped from my lips.

“Yes, mama. Your pussy is so fucking tight,” he growled through gritted teeth.

I think it more had to do with the sheer girth of his dick, but whatever. I tipped my hips up, and with each thrust, Bear buried himself deeper.

“Oh, my God,” I gasped. “Don’ stop. I’m so close.”

Bear reared back, grabbed my hips, and pushed my legs to my chest. He thrust into me, and stars flashed before my eyes. My orgasm coursed through me, and I shouted his name like a prayer.

“That’s it,” he grunted. He thrust again, and a new wave of pleasure washed over me. He sped up, his balls slapping against my ass, and his teeth clenched. He exploded inside me with guttural moan and collapsed on top of me.

I trailed my fingertips across his back and enjoyed the little aftershocks that shot through me.

“God damn, Greta,” he whispered. “What the hell did you just do to me?”

I laughed and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. “I think I should be the one saying that.”

He rolled to the side and gathered me in his arms. “How about we both rocked each other’s world?” he suggested.

I laid my head on his shoulder and sighed. “That’s true, too.”

He feathered his fingers up and down my arm, and I just enjoyed being with Bear.

“I think we could make some money from sex toy companies,” I pondered. “We could mold your dick and mass produce that monster.” Well, I enjoyed the moment of being with him, but I was still me, and that meant my mind went to weird places at the oddest of times.

“We?” Bear laughed.

I turned my head. “It is my idea. I am going to get a cut in all of this. I was the one who discovered this opportunity for you.”

“That is a big fat no, mama. I’m not looking to mold my dick and have strange women get themselves off on it.”

I quirked my eyebrow. “I think you just turned down an opportunity any other man would have said yes to.” It wasn’t like Bear would going to have crawl into bed with every woman. Or man.

“Can we talk about this later?” he laughed. “I’m trying to enjoy the moment of finally getting you into bed.”

I sighed and patted his chest. “We’ll hammer out the details later.”

“Greta,” he scolded.

“Or not,” I whispered.

Bear reached for the blanket and draped it over us. “Sleep, mama.”

“You’re lying on you back,” I pointed out. He had been for at least two minutes.

“I’m too wore out to be in pain. I think you’re better than any pain pill I’ve ever taken.”

“So, you’re saying I have a magical pussy?”

Bear busted out laughing. “One could argue that, yes.”

I beamed up at him. “That compliment is right up there with offering to whack someone for me.”

“That part of the biker way?” he drawled. “Murder and bombass pussy?”

“It’s what every ol’ lady aspires to,” I giggled.

He pressed a kiss to the top of my head and sighed. “Rest, mama. You and I are going to spend the rest of the day testing out that magical pussy of yours.”

“You don’t have to go chasing down Dr. Lu?”

Bear shook his head. “You got the day off, so I do, too, mama.”

“Well, that sounds like a plan to me,” I whispered.

Sounded like the best plan ever.