Kace (Shattered Souls MC 3)

I want to tell him I am, but I still can’t speak. I do as he asks and focus on the way he makes me feel. He’s pounding into me hard and fast. His piercing is amplifying the feeling a hundred times over. My pussy is dripping wet as I feel the tightening in my stomach, alerting me my orgasm is coming fast. My head is clear as I focus solely on the feelings he is evoking within me. The fast, rough, hard pace is everything I didn’t know I needed.

“I know you’re close, sweetheart. Don’t fucking fight it. I want to feel you come all over me. I need to watch you come undone,” he roughly says.

I nod as my eyes search his. He’s biting his lip where that sexy lip ring is. I trail my fingers from his back around to his chest and I pinch his nipples, pulling on his piercings.

“Fuck,” he hisses as I continue.

It spurs him on, and my head hits the headboard over and over as he fucks me. I can’t hold back much longer; my body is shaking with the need for release. He knows it too because he reaches between us and pinches my clit, hard. I bite his palm and he groans in pleasure. My entire body is shaking as he pulls me to the edge. He pinches my clit again and I lose myself. My orgasm hits me hard and I scream and moan against his hand as he continues to fuck me.

“Let it go, sweetheart,” he whispers.

I can’t fight it, I let it all go. All the worry, the questions, and the uncertainty. My orgasm washes it all away, just as he wanted. He shouts my name as his orgasm rips through him and he finally moves his hand off my mouth so he can kiss me. It’s a frantic, damaging kiss and I can’t get enough. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back just as hard.

We finally break the kiss, and he drops next to me, pulling me against his chest. We take a few minutes to recover from the much needed orgasms before he kisses the top of my head.

“I’ll never let anything happen to you, the baby, or myself. Believe me. I will keep us all safe,” he says, holding me tighter.

In this moment, I do believe him, and I stop questioning it all.

“I’ll follow you over. I made a doctor’s appointment and I’ll need my car,” I say, finishing up my eggs.

He plays with that lip ring and squeezes the back of his neck. “I’ll take you to the appointment.”

It’s sweet and kinda possessive which I happen to find extremely hot, but he’s got other things to worry about right now. I know if I let myself get excited that he’ll be there that something will happen that will keep him away. It’s better to expect the worst. “Let’s see what happens with the club. You might be needed there more,” I say.

“You and the baby are my top priority. If I say I’ll be there, I’ll be there,” he hisses. His eyes are dark with anger or maybe hurt, I’m not sure which.

I lean over and press a soft kiss to his lips. “Okay.”

There’s no point in giving him something else to worry about. I might not know this club world all that well, but one thing I do know is I saw Harper’s disappointment time and time again. I’m not a stupid girl and I know better than to count on anyone. I’ve been living on my own for longer than I care to admit. After my parents died, I had no choice. I didn’t handle losing them very well. I slept around a lot, I got mixed up in some shitty relationships because I wanted to replace the love I lost. I think it’s what scares me about all this with Kace. The fear of losing him like I lost my parents is a real possibility.

“I’ll put the bags in your car, and we can head over to Souls after I have a quick smoke,” Kace says, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I nod and wash the breakfast dishes quickly. Kace wasn’t kidding when he said this house needed improvement. It’s obviously been ignored over the years. He never talks about his family or at least he’s never mentioned them to me. I get it because I don’t talk about mine either, but if we are going to be in a relationship, I think it’s time we got to know more about each other. I know it’s not the best time, but is there ever a good time?

“What are you in

such deep thought about?” he asks as he strides into the kitchen.

I grin at him as I finish drying the last plate. “Thinking about how we don’t know much about each other and I’d like to know everything.”

He runs his hands through his hair as he nods. “We know a little. I know you’ve never really been in love and I know where to touch you to make you scream my name.” He lifts an eyebrow, giving me a lopsided grin. “What else is there?”

I rest my hands on his massive chest and bite my lip. “I don’t know anything about your family.”

I feel him go rigid under my hands and his playful eyes harden. “Nothing to tell, both my parents are dead.”

“I know that pain, I’m so sorry,” I say, truly meaning it. I had a feeling they both died but now I wonder how much of that was due to the club. I don’t know if his father was a member, but I’m guessing he was.

“Nothing to be sorry for.”

He still has his arms around me, but they aren’t as tight as they were, and I miss the protective feeling it gives me. But being the person I am, I can’t let it go. “Are you an only child or do you have siblings?”

This causes him to give me that sexy lopsided grin of his. “I’m an only child. What about you?”

“Same. I always wanted a sister though. Do you mind me asking what happened to your parents?” I ask.

He kisses my lips quickly and pulls away, giving me his back as he collects his belongings off the counter. “That’s a story for another time. Come on, we need to head to Souls before it gets any later.”