Blood & Bones: Sig (Blood Fury MC 2)

“When I’m on my hands and knees like you said I would be?”

“Yeah, then. And while on your back, when you’re ridin’ my dick, straddlin’ my face, or suckin’ my dick. All of it.” He wasn’t asking for much.

“Won’t that get it dirty?”

“Gotta break in that leather, baby. Might even come on it a couple times. Mark it to make sure everyone knows you’re mine.”

“Sig...”

“Just fuckin’ kiddin’.” He lifted his brows. “Or am I?”

She rolled her eyes as he climbed back into bed with her. Again with the sass.

He had a way of ridding her of it that they’d both enjoy.

He fucked her a few times with his cut on her back, which claimed she was his.

But in truth, she was claiming him.

What Red wanted, Red got.

And he was happy to give it to her because he wanted to give her everything. Just like she gave him.

That mountain.

That morning.

That moment when their hands first touched.

Maybe it was that moment when both of their lives began again.

Sig would do his fucking best to make sure for Red that life was a good one.