Trust The Devil (Devil's Riders 3)

Her eyes were glazed as he turned one orgasm into two. And then three. And then four.

She was shaking when he finally picked up his pace.

“Look at me, sweetheart.”

She did. He felt himself about to shatter, just from the look on her face. She loved him. He had no doubt. Maybe not as much as he loved her.

That seemed impossible.

With a roar, he exploded inside her. His whole body lit up, firing on all cylinders. His sac pulsed as his load filled the condom. Someday, they could do this bare. Someday, she’d let him put a baby inside her.

Their baby.

It seemed to go on forever, until they were both trembling and gasping for air. He lay back, pulling her against him as they caught their breath. He stared at the ceiling, certain of one thing.

“You’re going to make me wait aren’t you?”

She snuggled into his side.

“Yes, Dev. I am.”

Chapter 34

Jack

“Got it. Thanks Mike.”

Jack hung up and shot Dev a quick text. It was done. Grant was broke and leaving town. He’d wanted to tattoo something across his forehead, like a warning sign.

Asshole. Or woman beater.

Unfortunately he’d been vetoed.

Now they were taking care of Dani. Dave owned some low rent apartments outside of town. He was giving her a place to stay and keeping an eye on her.

Bruce would too.

No matter how shady Dani had been, she didn’t deserve to be treated like that. The Spawns had a zero tolerance policy on hurting women. Dev’s dad had been like that too.

And Jack heartily agreed.

He looked across the room at Janet. She was lying on her stomach, doing her homework. He let his eyes travel up her glorious legs to her perfect ass.

She was deep in thought, a pencil bouncing against her bottom lip. He was hard, just from looking at her. Just by thinking about those lips. Or those long legs wrapped around him.

He cleared his throat, seeing if she would look up. He didn’t want to interrupt her studying but he wanted her so bad. He grinned, remembering the last time he’d interrupted her studying.

He’d gone caveman on her and she’d loved it.

Janet wanted him to be himself around her. It had taken time but his walls were coming down. Mostly with her, but, he was changing.

Or as Janet would say, he was becoming more himself. The woman was peeling him like a damned onion. A horny onion that wanted to fuck her seven or eight times a day.

He walked across the room, looming over the bed and watching her. The slender curve of her waist. The roundness of her feminine hips and ridiculously high ass. She called it dancers ass.

Whatever it was called, he wanted to bite it.

So he did.

He reached down, gripping her legs. Then he slid them apart. Far apart.

He was a big guy and he needed some room.

She let out a squeak as his teeth grazed her bottom. Then he tugged her shorts aside and started licking her. Her sweet bare pussy was all his and he wanted a taste.

“Jack!”

She didn’t sound mad. She sounded breathy and feminine. He kept going, swirling his pointed tongue over her silky pussy lips. Then he jutted out his chin and grazed her with the bushiest part of his beard.

She yelped in startled pleasure. He knew she could barely hold on when his beard touched her bare pussy. He grinned and laid a palm on each of her cheeks to hold her down while he worked on her.

But first he tore her shorts and panties clean off her.

“Keep studying.”

Janet sighed in pleasure as he used his fingers to spread her pussy lips. He worked her clit with his tongue for a while, knowing his beard and mustache were brushing her pussy in a way that drove her nuts.

Sure enough she was wiggling around, trying to get closer to his lips and the steady pressure he was applying to her clit. He held her still, backing away to blow on her slick lips.

“Jack!”

“Are you studying?”

She moaned in frustration and he grinned, then dipped his head back down to her perfect pussy.

“Hmmm…”

She was moaning and trying to rock her hips back as he slid his tongue deep inside her. It was better to warm her up first. He was a very, very big guy.

And she was his tiny ballerina.

He felt the first flutters of her climax and went to town, using his finger to strum her clit while he fucked her thoroughly with his tongue. She was thrashing as he gave up on holding her still. Instead he lifted her hips in his giant hands and started slurping away as her pussy, going to town as he devoured the creamy goodness of her orgasm.

She was still flinching from after shocks as he unbuckled his pants behind her. He gripped his bare cock in his palm and guided it to her pussy. He pushed the tip in and she moaned.