The Biker's Needs (Satan's Beasts MC Nomad Chapter 2)

The only way to do that was to go with him.

“We’re selling your car at the nearest place,” he said. “Then you’re riding on the back of my bike.”

He gripped the back of her neck, drawing her in and kissing her.

She was more than fine with that.

Epilogue

One year later

“Ape, we need to help,” Charlotte said.

“They can do all of that crap. I haven’t been inside you in two days.”

She giggled as her man, her husband, carried her further into the woods. The guys had rented out a tent and were setting up a barbeque pit.

“I get to at least fuck my wife once before we head out on the road again,” Ape said, finding a tree.

He pressed her up against it. Due to his pressing demands, she’d worn a skirt so he didn’t have to keep fighting layers upon layers of clothing. He liked it when she was easily accessible.

“Touch yourself, baby.”

They’d been married for one week. Their travels had taken them through the city of Vegas, and along with it, they had decided to make their feelings for one another official. She belonged to Ape in every single way.

Reaching down her body, she touched her aching pussy as Ape groaned. “Fuck,” he said.

With them constantly being on the road, she’d also started to take the pill regularly. They’d forgone condoms for a long time now. He pulled his cock out, and within seconds, he was deep inside her.

She closed her eyes, feeling him. She wrapped her legs around him, holding on to him tighter but also touching herself, feeling her orgasm getting closer.

“I love you, Charlotte, I fucking love you so much.”

Her orgasm hit her hard and unexpectedly.

Ape took hold of her hips and pounded inside her, hard and fast. She moaned his name. The moment he came, she felt the pull of his cock inside her. He collapsed against her, his hands all over her.

“I love you,” he said.

They were words she never got tired of hearing.

Their life was on the road, and to many, it wasn’t ideal, but for her, she loved it. There was nothing better than holding him close for hours at a time, curling up against him, even if they slept in an open field or the side of the road.

They were living an adventure. One she enjoyed every second of every day.

“Fuckers, come help and stop screwing. Some of us need to take a piss at some point,” Skull said.

Ape laughed. “Are you hungry?”

“Always.”

“Good, we get food, then we go for round two.”

It sounded perfect to her.

The End