Page 69 of Daughters of Chaos

Fuck. I never get like this. Never has it mattered who or how many others my lovers have fucked before me. Why the hell does it matter now?

In my embarrassment, I turn away only to have Reaper pull me back, making me face him. His next words are unexpected. “For the record, Doc keeps us clean. The club is too important for any of us to go down from some bullshit STD. And I’m too busy to fuck around most of the time.”

Well, I didn’t see that coming. I guess it makes sense, though. Between all the jobs Viper sends him on and his guard duties, he wouldn’t have much time to sneak off to get his dick wet.

My wheels are still turning as he continues, “None of the sweetbutts are worth it,” he tells me. “Too used up and loose for me.” I immediately think of the brunette. “Some of them try, but I don’t give any of them what they want. Haven’t in a long time.”

When I don’t say anything, Reaper sighs. I study his face as it contorts in a way I’ve never seen on him before. He almost looks embarrassed.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve had a woman in my bed,” he admits, making my eyes fly wide. “I don’t intend to waste any of it. So, if you’re having second thoughts, this is your chance to say it.”

He watches me, waiting for my answer. The information dump he unloaded was a lot, but it hasn’t changed anything. I still wantthis, and I’m more eager than before now that I know the MC skank hasn’t been here like I thought.

I take a breath and look him dead in the eye as I push him up. His brows furrow until I spin us around, pinning him beneath me as I straddle his still-hard cock. The tension leaves his body as he realizes I’m not ending things. With a smirk, I take the condom and roll it over his shaft. A primal moan vibrates in the back of his throat as I fist his massive member.

“For the record,” I tell him, “I’m clean too. I got tested shortly after Jesse and I last—”

A growl of jealousy comes from Reaper, silencing my last few words. His hands grip my hips hard as he snarls, “I don’t want to hear another man’s name come from those lips of yours when you’re straddling my dick.”

He shifts his hips, sliding his tip inside me, stretching me as he promises, “I’m gonna fuck the memory of everyone else out of your brain, Raven. By the time we’re done, you won’t know anyone’s name but mine.”

I’m not sure which part of that was hotter. The promise he gave me, or the sound of my name coming off his tongue. All thoughts leave my body the second I slide down, impaling myself on his shaft. I’ve never felt so full before. The sensation is intoxicating, freezing me for a moment. I let myself get used to his size as I sit there, basking in the feeling of his hands all over me.

I’ll be bruised tomorrow, that’s for sure. Reaper doesn’t do gentle, but that’s the last thing I want. I want him hard and rough. I want him to annihilate me with his cock. His marks should be as bold on my body as my tattoos. That’s what I want. I want him to claim me, to fuckingownme.

My hips start thrusting, making Reaper hiss. With every movement, he curses, telling me how tight I am and how incredible I feel squeezing him. Every sound he makes is atrophy, and I want more. I want all his sounds. I want fucking everything.

I start to move faster and his eyes open. They hold mine captive as he meets me thrust for thrust, plowing deeper inside me as we fuck each other senseless. I cry out as my first orgasm erupts, gripping him tight as he continues to move beneath me.

I’m still panting, basking in the afterglow of my first climax with the man I once hated when he flips us over. He grabs my legs, pushing them into the mattress as he fucks me harder. My pussy is still throbbing as he chases orgasm number two, and I lose my fucking mind.

Two condoms and twice as many orgasms later, I’m back on top, riding him once again as my sensitive nub begs for mercy. We’re a sweaty, writhing mess as we grind against one another with no end in sight.

If I’d known before how good this would be, I would have spent less time antagonizing him and more time getting him naked. Reaper is a fucking god in the sheets. His stamina is unmatched, and I know I’ll have to wave the white flag long before his cock is ready to give up.

“Mmmmm, fuck. Ohhh, fuuuck,” I moan as Reaper pumps into me from below.

“Nnngh,” Reaper grunts, “come again, Raven. Come all over my cock.”

My voice hitches as I start to move faster. I’m grateful for his missing headboard right now. We would have demolished the wall behind the bed if one were in place. The bed starts to squeak as we move faster. Reaper’s thrusts grow harder as we both groan at the sensation. I’m panting as I flatten my palms over his chest, keeping myself upright as he continues fucking me into oblivion.

A cool breeze blows at my back, sending chills down my spine as my core tightens. I let out another throaty moan as I bitemy lip. Then, Reaper looks murderous as he glares at something behind me. “Get the fuck out, J!” he shouts, making me turn toward the intruder.

Hurried footsteps and a closing door sound far away as my orgasm crashes over me. I grind harder against Reaper as his thrusts become wild and uneven. My walls grip his dick, milking him for all he’s worth as I start to tremble.

It’s minutes later, when I’ve come out of my haze, that I realize we’ve been caught. Jesse walked in on us, and I can’t find it in me to feel anything but elation. Multiple orgasms in one night will do that to you.

I’m panting on top of Reaper as he pulls off the condom, tossing it in the bin before running a calloused hand over my body. He palms my tits while licking a bead of sweat that runs down my neck, making me tingle.

My dripping cunt aches for more, but I’m spent. I run my hands up his glistening chest and around his neck as I lean in for a languid kiss. His tongue dominates mine before a sharp sting erupts over my backside. I know if I look, I’ll have another of Reaper’s handprints on my ass, and I fucking love it.

With a teasing nip of his lips, I extract myself from his grip to stand on wobbly legs. He holds me steady as I get my bearings.

A minute passes as we come back down to Earth. We locate our clothes and dress, watching one another as we cover ourselves. The devilish look in Reaper’s eyes tells me if we hadn’t been interrupted, he’d still be fucking me senseless right now. The thought brings a smile to my face.

Side by side, we enter the living room and face a bewildered Jesse. The drink in his hand and the shock on his face say it all. This was the last thing he expected to find tonight, and we have a lot of explaining to do.

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