Page 38 of Psycho

I hadn’t killed the engine yet, so I zoomed off toward my house, my dick already awake and ready to play. So presumptuous of me.

I parked my bike and we ran up the steps to my front door, tumbling inside as we kissed. I couldn’t believe I’d only known this woman a couple of weeks and we were already about to hook up.

She continued to kiss me after I locked my front door. I picked her up under her ass and carried her to my bedroom. She kicked off her cowboy boots, and after dropping her on the bed, I leaned down and flipped up her dress, looking at her soaked panties hiding that sweet pussy.

I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down over my hips, toeing off my shoes and climbing on the bed like a hungry wolf. Nera watched me with an unreadable expression, so I tugged on her pink lace panties and slid them down instead of ripping them off like I wanted to. Her cunt glistened in the light from the window, her juices showing she was ready for me. My cock ached with need behind my boxers.

“Just a taste can’t hurt,” I murmured, licking my lips and ready to devour her.

Her legs stiffened and I paused, wondering what was wrong, but she said nothing. I leaned down and spread her lips apart lapping her juicy pussy with my tongue. I looked up to see her reaction, and it looked as though she had tears standing in her eyes, but she closed them quickly, then leaned her head back.

“Your cunt is so delicious,” I murmured against it, licking and lapping at her tiny bundle of nerves. I pushed her legs apart further and devoured her, spearing two fingers inside her tight channel. I felt her tremble and let out a small whimper, then she groaned softly as she came.

I quickly shoved my boxers down and kicked out of them, my cock springing free. She sat up and threw her shirt off, revealing her perfect small breasts. I kissed them as my cock rubbed on her thigh.

We were kneeling on the bed now, face to face, kissing. Her tongue came out to play and mingled with mine and when she broke the kiss, I had a strong desire to bite her—to mark her—but I tamped it down. No way was she my mate. Right?

But deep down I knew I was probably denying the inevitable. I closed my eyes as she ran her hands and mouth down my chest, stomach, and then latched onto my cock, licking and sucking me, causing me to hiss and growl.

She bobbed up and down using her hand to guide her mouth. I looked down at her. Her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be enjoying it, but she also seemed closed-off and quiet. Maybe she was shy during sex? I would be changing that.

I closed my eyes, my hands massaging her hair as she sucked me off. I again wondered why I had this strong desire to mark her as mine. I could smell her musky arousal as she pleasured me and I had an intense need to come inside her, fill her with my seed and sink my teeth into her shoulder. Just the thought had me—

My balls tightened and I immediately came, shooting cum into her small mouth.

“Fuck,” I murmured.

I was about to kiss her, but without a word, she got up, went into the bathroom, and spit it out, used the toilet, then came back and got dressed.

“Can you take me back to my room now please?”

What the fuck?

I was going to demand she stay here so I could fuck her properly. Instead. I’d blown my load, unable to hold it in. Guessed she was done with my ass.

“I’m not doing that!” I told Uncle Jimmy, setting my jaw and narrowing my eyes at him. “It’s not right.”

“You have a warped fucking sense of what’s right or wrong,” he snapped, punching me in the mouth. Thankfully, at eighteen, I was already a big motherfucker, and his assault didn’t do much except split my lip and enrage me.

He pointed at the vampire standing across from me, being held by his arms by two of my wolf club brothers. “Do it now, son. I’m not fucking around here.”

I eyed the buck knife in his fist and watched as he handed it to me, hilt first. I took it and used it to point at the vampire glaring daggers at us. “You seriously want me to kill someone?”

“It’s not a someone, it’s a filthy leech. You’d be saving more lives by taking this thing’s.”

The vampire’s eyes turned black and he hissed at Uncle Jimmy.

My uncle went over and punched him in the mouth. “Don’t. Fucking. Hiss. At. Me.”

The vampire spat blood and a tooth out onto the concrete floor of the garage where we were holed up.

Uncle Jimmy told me he’d found this one feeding from a prostitute. Who fucking cares? What business of the Hellcats’ was it?

“Blood in, blood out,” he reminded me, since he was forcing me to join their stupid MC that I honestly wanted no part of. Neither did my cousin.

I looked at Jake—Trigger—and he just stared at me with an unreadable expression.

“Kill me and get it over with or release me. All this hemming and hawing like a bunch of fucking hens is boring me, you filthy dogs,” the vampire hissed.

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