Page 45 of Royal Sons MC

Kailani met his thrust with her own, pumping her hips upward, looking at him with pleasure stamped on her face. The intense look she wore bordered on pain, mirroring the same on his face.

She gasped, her lips trembling. “Traeger, I need more, I want more. Oh, you...you’re so big,” she mewled.

He’d shifted, placing his hands under her ass to get deeper. Hearing her words, her cries, had him barely holding on. He grit his teeth. “Come on, Lani, come for me. I want to feel you squeezing my dick. Take your pleasure.” He felt her pussy flutter around him at his words like she’d been waiting for his approval. She planted her feet on the cushions and began pumping her hips, riding his cock in tandem with his thrust. He fucking loved the wild woman she became, taking him the way he took her. She took what she wanted, fucking him as hard as he fucked her, her pussy milking him. Her mouth opened on a silent scream, and he knew she needed more.

Traeger licked one finger and pressed it against her clit, making her eyes fly open, her smile spread, and a flush covered her chest as he tapped her clit again and again. Her orgasm hit her at the same time as his. Her mouth flew open, his name a litany from her, no longer silent as he surged in and out of her.

“Oh, Traeger, yes, yes,” she cried.

He couldn’t have stopped if a gun had been to his head. His cock twitching inside her, the condom getting quite the workout. He leaned over her, pressing his mouth to hers, sucking on her lips, shocked when she slipped her tongue into his mouth. With one last thrust, he speared his cock inside her and held there, letting her have his weight for a moment, then rolled to the side. Sweat poured off his body, but she didn’t seem to mind.

“Let me get rid of this.” He slipped out of her, tugging off the condom and tying it off.

She nodded, not looking shy in the least. He lay back beside her once he'd tossed the used latex in the trash. " Are you okay?” he asked.

Kailani snuggled next to him. “Yes. No. I mean, I’m better than okay. That was wonderful. You made my first time the very best.” She ran her hand over his chest, looking up at him without embarrassment. “When can we do it again?”

“Ah, isn’t this lovely? Mi hija being a puta for gratis.”

Traeger rolled to the side, taking Kailani with him. The hair had stood on the back of his neck, but he'd thought it was due to the fantastic sex. Hearing the man talk about his daughter being a whore for free, Traeger realized his mistake could cost them their lives. Why hadn't Cosmo’s alarms hadn’t gone off? Yes, they were on the beach, but there were motion detectors fifty feet out, letting them know if anyone stepped on the property. How had Kailani’s father gotten so close without one of them being tripped?

“Put some clothes on, el chucho,” Mr. Trevino snarled.

Traeger didn’t take offense at being called a dog by the worthless piece of shit dressed in a suit. He snagged his jeans and shirt, putting them on while Kailani did the same. She didn’t seem to be quaking in fear, but anger poured off her in waves. Shit, he’d let his guard down, which went against all his promises. His shitkickers, which he'd taken off before he'd gone inside to comfort Kailani, were within reach, making it easy for him to pull on. With his eyes on the man, he counted five other assholes a few feet behind the bastard. Of course, his gun was inside, but not close. However, inside his boots, he had two throwing knives, which left three fuckers and her father. Not too bad of odds.

“So, you decided to play the good little puta and sneak away with the other puta? Tell me where she is, and your punishment won’t be as severe.” Mr. Trevino stepped onto the patio.

Kailani moved to stand next to Traeger, but he put his arm out, shoving her behind him. “Tiana is with her sister. You and your sick little boy should probably be on the run. Your name and associations are being told to the authorities as we stand here.”

The shorter man tossed his head back and laughed. “If that were true, you and mi hija wouldn’t be trying to hide from me. Now, would you?”

Traeger shrugged. “Is this called hiding?” He held his arms out, gesturing to the openness of the beach. “I mean, look at us. We were just fucking outside for all to see. Does that appear to be hiding out?” Traeger asked with casualness, continuing as if he hadn’t a care. “As you can see, I think not.” A muscle worked in the older man’s jaw. A sure sign he was getting pissed.

“Kailani, enough of this. Get over here so we can leave, and I’ll see to your punishment myself.” His words came out low, almost sweet, like he was telling the weather, not threatening to beat a grown woman.

With a shake of his head, Traeger sighed. “I’m afraid I can’t let you do that.” He kept his hand on Kailani’s arm. He’d seen movement behind the half circle of men behind Kailani’s father. It was clear they weren’t with the Trevinos, not with familiar-looking images looking back at him, images he'd recognize anywhere. Whether they’d used him and Kailani as bait would be something he’d discuss later.

“You think you can let me do anything, el churro? You’re nothing but trash my daughter let between her thighs. I’ll have her properly...cleaned, and then she’ll forget all about this little interlude. Now, if you want to walk away from this evening, I suggest you release my daughter,” he ordered.

When he’d bent to put his boots on, he’d slipped both knives out and into the sleeves of his Henley. As he met her father’s eyes, Traeger knew one of them wouldn’t be walking away. With a barely-there nod, he released the first knife, striking the man behind her father in the throat. The second knife hit her father in the chest, not a killing wound, but one that knocked him down and out for the time being. Gunshots erupted, making him toss Kailani to the ground and behind the brick grill he’d slowly been working them toward as he’d been talking with her father. Fire blazed his left arm. He grimaced and looked down to see a bullet had hit him. He couldn’t worry about that at the moment. Opening the latch where the ashes were kept, he found what he hoped would be there, a semi-automatic. With a silent thanks to Cosmo for always being prepared, he sighed.

“Stay down,” he ordered Kailani. She nodded once.

He looked over the top of the grill, searching for Mr. Trevino. The old bastard was up on all fours, crawling toward the house and the doors he’d left unlocked when he’d brought Kailani out. “Shit. He’s heading inside.”

“Go, I’ll be fine out here.” Kailani waved her hand toward the house.

Traeger looked at her then where he’d seen her father go. “Come with me, but stay behind me, no matter what.” No way in hell would he leave her undefended.

Again, she nodded. His woman was game.

They stayed near the shadows, not wanting to draw attention to themselves as the three men and whoever was shooting at them had a literal firefight on the beach. Traeger knew the cops would be arriving at any moment, but Mr. Trevino planned to be long gone. He slipped in the kitchen door, looking at the alarm to see which room showed movement. Once he found where the old bastard was, he pressed his lips to Kailani’s ear. “I need you to stay here. Please.” He gave her the gun. “Do you know how to shoot one of these?” At her nod, he gave her a swift kiss, then made his way toward the garage and where the man who’d allowed his daughter to be raped and used was.

Traeger flicked the overhead light on, startling the other man. “You looking for these?” He pulled the keys out of his pocket. Mr. Trevino spun, aiming a gun at Traeger. Traeger launched the keys at him without missing a beat, making him drop the weapon to catch them. Traeger used the distraction to cross the space, taking the older man down with a punch to the jaw. The knife wound made the other man slower, which Traeger used, pressing his finger into the hole.

“Son of a bitch,” Mr. Trevino cursed.

Traeger straddled his body, glaring down at him. “I should kill you for what you’ve done to Kailani.” He pressed harder against the wound.

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