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Outlaw's Vow: Grizzlies MC Romance(196)



Holy hell.

His fingers reached for my chin, clasped it, and closed the distance between my mouth and his cock. “Suck it like I taught you, babe. These are the only lips I ever wanna feel wrapped around this dick.”

As if I needed any encouragement. I lowered my lips slowly down on him, teasing him, taking in his taste. His masculine scent stroked all my senses, a hypnotic majesty that took over each time I was this close to him, making me hornier.

Slow, gentle strokes, rapidly turning fiercer as the fire in my pussy roared. One hand snuck down and I played with my clit. I might have died with my mouth full of his cock if I didn't.

The thunder in his throat rolled out, building with his pleasure. His stern fingers fisted my hair, moving me faster on his cock, and his hips began to meet my strokes. I shoved my tongue deep into his crown, tonguing him in his most vulnerable spot, begging him to fill me.

If he came down my throat, then I'd lose it too. Hell, I'd finger myself senseless if I saw him shoot anywhere right now.

What the hell was happening? Why hadn't anyone told me the sex gets a hundred degrees hotter with that ring on my hand?

And it looked awfully good wrapped around his rock hard length. Roman's huge chest swelled, taking in breath, cursing it back out again as my lips quickened.

“Fuck. Shit. Goddamn, babe. Stop.” He wasn't asking. His rough fist tugged me away, until his cock popped out of my mouth. “You suck like a good wife. I wanna see you fuck like one too.”

“You seriously don't want to come in my mouth?” I bit my bottom lip, teasing him. Please.

He paused, his eyes bright, considering it. Then he shook his head, giving my hair a jerk to make me stand up.

“You've got a month to get off those damned pills, Sally. I'm not coming anywhere except your hot, wet cunt 'til Caleb's got a brother or sister on the way. Might as well practice.”

Practice. Yeah.

I couldn't argue with that, as insane as it sounded. Hell, I wouldn't be arguing with his insane desire to knock me up again soon. I hadn't told him, but I'd already stopped taking my pills two days before.

The holidays were a good time to get pregnant, right?

I wanted it to be a surprise, big news to break near Thanksgiving or Christmas for both him and Julie. I was also a little afraid of what he'd do to me when he found out there was nothing between his seed and my womb.

I had a feeling it involved rope, sore legs, and weeks of being bound while he fucked me and came inside me, until he'd claimed my womb for the second time.

He pushed me down at the edge of the bed, standing up while he pushed his length to my entrance. The fingers in my hair grew softer, sifting through my blonde locks, sliding down my neck.

“Fuck. You're the hottest old lady, the hottest wife, a man could ever ask for. And I'm gonna fuck you 'til you believe it too, babe.”

“Do it.”

Two words. It was all he needed to push inside me with a growl, and then the steady creak of the bed crashed into the pleasure surging through my body, drowning out everything.

It wasn't twenty thrusts in before my body tensed up and jerked. I wrapped my legs around him, clawed at the sheets, and screamed.

I came for the second time that night, and then I couldn't stop. Something inside me broke that night, and I shuddered through three mind blowing climaxes, each one harder than the last. I saw stars before he came, and not just in my eyes.

Outside, the huge window showed the bright lights beginning to sparkle in the sky. He pushed me higher onto the bed and climbed on, throwing my legs over my shoulders, the better to fuck me harder.

“You're not done yet. You're coming with me this time, baby girl. Milk every inch of my dick dry.”

My eyes narrowed and I locked my arms and legs around him, tight as they could go. I was growling with him by the time his thrusts quickened, pounding into me so hard they shook me like an earthquake, hammering me from the inside out.

“Fucking come inside me, Roman. I need to feel your heat. I love you, Travis.” I sounded desperate as all hell, like a different person, whispering those words.

It didn't matter. I sounded like his wife, the one who'd love him more than anyone else in this world.

My words caused his hips to go completely berserk. He fucked me like a huge, tattooed snarling bull, slapping my ass with his balls and grinding into my clit. I started to worry I'd lose control again, become another gushing, screaming mess before he finally pierced deep and emptied himself inside me.

No, I need his come this time.

Fucking. Need. It.

My fingernails dug deep into his skin. His expression matched the bear tattooed on his chest by the end, and he roared just as loud, stabbing deep inside me and swelling.

“Here's my dick. Here's my come. Take it, take it, and don't you fucking stop, woman.”