Bred by the MC Prez (Breeding Season 5)

She wrapped her arms around his neck, never wanting this to end. The intensity, the purity, and what she hoped was a mutual love. She wanted to be Forge’s in every way.

He carried her to the bed as she clung to him, her legs around his waist. Forge lowered her to her back, the muted rays of the pink sunset filtering into the room. He towered over her, his broad shoulders imposing as he stared down at her nude body. There was hunger in his eyes.

“Hold your legs open.” When she became reluctant, he shook his head. “I already know you’re wet. You’re hungry for cock, and I’m going to give it to you. Hold her knees open and let me see that pussy.”

She did as told, feeling so exposed as she held her legs open for his inspection. Beth watched with rapt fascination and he kicked off his pants. She’s seen naked men, and every time had disgusted her. Right now, she wanted to see Forge. She wanted him deep inside her, anything to take away the ache that had been growing by the week.

“You wanted to know about today? It was all for you,” he said. “Blade’s dead.”

If that was supposed to be foreplay talk … it was working. “What?”

“Anyone who hurts you or tries to take you from me will meet the same fate.” When he removed his boxer briefs, his hard cock springing free, she couldn’t look away. She forgot what he’d just said and focused on the size of him.

He noticed her staring. “It’ll hurt today, but later on, you’ll be glad I have good cock.”

She wasn’t sure what the rating scale for men was, but he was definitely more than just good.

Beth tried to refocus on what he’d said about Blade. Why should she care about that animal? Knowing Forge had sought revenge filled her with satisfaction. But shouldn’t she be more upset about someone being killed?

Without thinking, she blurted, “You’re a murderer.”

He shrugged nonchalantly. “I never claimed to be an accountant, baby. You know exactly what I am, and that’s why you’re in my bed. Begging to be fucked.”

Okay, maybe, but still…

Beth’s mind raced. Blade’s death and Forge’s fierceness pleased her more than they should. Those facts scared her. She should be horrified. What was she becoming?

“Don’t think about it,” he said, bracing an arm at the side of her head as he leaned down. He licked along the shell of her ear, making her shiver. “I never hesitated. I’d do it again. For you.”

She closed her eyes as he sucked the lobe of her ear, hitting erogenous zone after erogenous zone. “Should I be afraid of you?”

“No, not you.” He kissed down her neck, his free hand running along her inner thigh. “You’re my treasure.”

He always knew exactly what to say. Dominant, confident, and in charge. Forge made her feel safe and loved. Living in the Hell’s Slaves MC may not be the reality she’d grown up with, but she couldn’t imagine anything else now.

Once he began to tease her clit, she arched up with a groan.

“That’s a good girl. You’re so wet and ready for me. Tell me what you want.”

She didn’t have to think twice. “That big dick.”

He chuckled. “I’m going to enjoy taking this virgin cunt.” He cupped her crotch hard enough to make her whimper with wanton desire. God, she needed him.

“I’ve never had a woman that was only mine.”

She remembered what Romy had said to her. “Are you sure you don’t want an experienced woman who knows how to handle a man?”

“Like the club whores? For my old lady? Fuck no.” He rubbed his face against her breasts. Forge made her feel beautiful and desirable. “I never realized it until I had you, but I want a woman who’s only mine. A woman I can be proud of. You’re the only one I want.”

“I have no experience, and you know it.”

“I’ll enjoy teaching you. Right now, let me enjoy myself.” He worked his way down her body, engorging himself on her curves like a starved man. Every cell was a hot wire. He knew how to use his tongue and hands to drive her to the breaking point and leave her there. When he reached the apex of her thighs, he lapped up her folds with the flat of his tongue then flicked her clit. He knew what she liked and used it to his advantage. As she writhed on the bed, he started suckling her with that skilled mouth. No mercy. She grabbed the bedsheets in both fists as he ravished her, eating her pussy like he had so many times before.

He held open her thighs so she couldn’t close them, his strong hands easily able to subdue her. Forge had shown her so many pleasures since her arrival.

Tonight was going to go further. Tonight, she’d become his.

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