I glanced over at the clock, and when I saw that it was after midnight, I knew I had to put her down. I eased out of the rocker, and after I laid her in the crib, I waited several minutes to make sure she didn't stir. Once I was certain she was sleeping soundly, I went across the hall to our bedroom. When I slipped into bed, Alex rolled over to face me. "Is she asleep?"
"Out like a light."
"Good."
As I ran my fingers through her hair, I asked, "Are you going to work tomorrow?"
"I haven't decided yet. I was thinking I would let Alice handle things for the day, but I really need to place an order before the end of the week. I should probably run over there in the morning."
After we were married, I tried to convince her to move the bookstore to a better location, but that building held too many good memories and she couldn't stand the thought of leaving them behind. I decided not to fight it. Now that she was tied to Fury, there was little chance anyone would have the nerve to fuck with her, and my brothers and I would make sure that they didn't. Knowing she would be safe while she was there, I told her, "I'll be around if you need me."
"Okay, but just so you know … I always need you."
She eased closer, and an all- consuming need rushed through me as soon as I felt her body next to mine. Even though it was late, I couldn't resist having her. I eased on top of her, carefully positioning my knees at her side as I hovered over her. A knowing smile crossed her face as I reached for the hem of her t-shirt. "Can I help you with something?"
"You sure can," I answered as I eased her shirt over her head.
"I thought you'd never ask," she teased, knowing we'd just had sex earlier that morning. I widened my gait, giving her room to remove her panties, and once she was completely undressed, she lied still beneath. She looked up at me, so trusting and full of desire, and I couldn't imagine wanting anything more. Without saying a word, I pulled off my boxers and positioned myself between her legs. She looked up at me with her eyes full of desire as I brushed my throbbing cock along her center, driving us both wild with need.
"Mason," she pleaded as she wrapped her legs around me, pulling me forward. A deep growl vibrated through my chest as I thrust deep inside her. She felt so damn good and I couldn't resist driving into her again and again. My pace became hard and demanding, but she tightened her legs around my waist and rocked against me, encouraging me to give her more. I growled as I ground my hips against her.
I buried my face in her neck as I growled, "Fuck. I'll never get enough of you."
I thrust deeply, again and again, each move more intense than the last. Her head fell back as my cock raked against her G spot, causing her to tense around me. I raked my teeth over her breast as I took her nipple in my mouth. Every nerve in her body seemed to explode with my touch, and while I was enjoying every single moment of watching her come undone, my resistance was faltering. Her breath quickened as she clamped down around my cock, making it damn near impossible not to come.
"Oh, God! Mason!"
A deep groan vibrated through my throat as I continued to drive deep inside her. I could feel her imminent release, so I thrust harder, deeper, forcing her over the edge. Her hands dropped to her side and she fisted the sheets in her hands. Her orgasm took hold and I tried to fight it, but it was futile. With her body spasming around me, she wrapped her arms around my neck, and I felt her breath against my chest as I drove deeper inside her once more, finally giving into my own release.
Overcome with exhaustion, I collapsed on the bed next to her. Once we'd had a chance to catch our breath, I reached for her, pulling her closer as I said, "I don't know how you do it. Just when I didn't think it was possible, you find a way to make me love you even more."
"That must mean I'm doing something right."
"You're doing everything right," I told her as I kissed her on the temple.
"Well, just so you know … I love you more every day, too. Falling for you was the best thing I ever did."
"I guess that means I'm doing something right."
"Absolutely … except for one thing … spoiling our daughter." With a sexy little smirk, she continued, "When she becomes a total nightmare, you're going to be the one who has to set her straight."
"If I can handle the brothers, I can handle her."
"I hope you're right." A soft smile crossed her face as she said, "Especially since she has a little brother or sister on the way."
"What?"
"Yep. It looks like you're going to be a daddy again. You okay with that?"
"Yeah, I'm definitely okay with that." I placed my hand on her belly as I said, "A little brother or sister. That's incredible."
"Yeah, it is. Our life just keeps getting better and better."
"Baby, we're just getting started."
The End
More from Satan's Fury Memphis coming soon.
A short excerpt of Blaze: Satan's Fury: Memphis Book 1 follows the acknowledgements.
Acknowledgments
Natalie Weston – Thank you for being the best PA on the planet. You never cease to amaze me with all the things you do. Love you to the moon chick!
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Lisa Cullinan – Thank you for being such an amazing editor. You always do such an amazing job.
Jen Allen- Thank you so much reading Shadow early for me. Your help meant so much to me, and I had a blast getting to know you at Mobsters, Motorcycles, and Mayhem!! You rock, lady!
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A Special Thanks to Mom – I want to thank you for always being there and giving me your complete support. You are such an amazing person, and I am honored to call you my mom.
Excerpt from Blaze- Satan's Fury: Memphis
Prologue
Excerpt from Blaze- Satan's Fury: Memphis
Memphis, Tennessee had never been your typical city. While the melody of jazz music played down on Beale Street, tourists visited Graceland, and society folks had a drink at the Peabody, deep within the city, there were infamous gangs and rival MCs fighting to take control. Countless conflicts often ended with death and destruction, but when it was all said and done, there was always one that stood above the rest-Satan's Fury MC. With blood, sweat, and tears, they'd claimed the territory. In doing so, the club had made quite a name for itself and was considered the most notorious MC in the Southeast. The mere rumble of their motorcycles roaring by would bring a sense of fear to anyone who heard it, for there wasn't a single soul who didn't know the bedlam they could cause when they came toe to toe with an adversary. Over the years, these bloody confrontations had become legendary in the city where the King of Rock and Roll had once lived.
I'd been a member for almost ten years-patched in just after my twenty-first birthday. From day one, I learned that even though we'd won many battles, the war to keep our territory secure was far from over. Every day there was a certain amount of bullshit to deal with: a fight to be had or a trigger to be pulled. It was just our way of life. For us, the club wasn't just a group of guys who put on second-rate cuts, pretending to be some kind of hotshot on a crotch-rocket. We were family through and through, and there wasn't one of us who wouldn't take a bullet for a brother. We believed what we had was worth dying for, and when someone put our family in jeopardy, we didn't think twice about taking them down-just like the night when we'd discovered that one of our runners had been skimming from the top.
I'd been asleep for hours when Murphy, our sergeant-at-arms, called my burner. I quickly answered, "Yeah?"