The Biker's Plaything (Straight to Hell MC 1)

She tossed her head back and moaned like a whore—his whore. He pumped his hips, driving into her over and over. She was hot and tight around his dick, both their bodies slick from clean sweat.

Every time they were together, it was a mix of passion, making love, and hard-core fucking. She was perfect in every way.

He couldn’t take any more. “Come for me, Ally. Come all over my dick.” He picked up the tempo, taking her harder and faster until she couldn’t help but comply. She panted with each thrust. The moment she let go and spasmed around his cock, he came inside her, filling her with his seed.

It took a while to come down from the high. He stayed inside her, holding his weight off her body before finally sliding off to the side. She crawled up his chest, getting comfortable in the crook of his arm.

“I like this,” he said. “You belong right beside me.”

“Lord?”

“What, baby.” He was still winded.

“Remember I needed to talk about something? Well, I’m not sure how you’ll take it.”

He narrowed his eyes as he turned to look at her. “What did you do?”

“Nothing. It’s more what you did to me,” she said. “I’m pregnant, Lord.”

He hated that she looked nervous as hell, as if it would piss him off she carried his child.

He shifted to his side, propped up on an elbow. “You’re sure?”

She nodded. “I used a test at Rancher’s place.”

“Why you just telling me now?”

“I didn’t want to add to the list of problems,” she said.

“Baby, this is no fucking problem. You’re making a baby. Our baby. There’s nothing better than that.”

“Really?”

He kissed her lips, completely enamored by his woman. A child was a new beginning, a chance for him to live vicariously through a brand new little human. His childhood was a shitshow, but their son or daughter would only know peace and love.

“I’ve never been happier, Ally. Not a single day in my life. You’ve changed my world completely.”

She ran her fingers along his face, carefully touching his scars. “And to think you were going to kill me.”

He smirked. “And here I am, putty in your hands.”

“I love you, Lord.”

“I love you, baby.”

The End