Page 24 of Out for Blood

Fuck.

I was going to have fun with him when we found him. That was for damn sure.

“Come on,” I said, pulling her down to sit at the table. “Tell me.”

“Please, Cooper, I can’t talk about it. Not right now. I just want to see you, to feel your face.”

She held her hand to the side of my face, and I knew in that moment, I would fucking go to the end of the world for her.

Shewasmine.

“I need more,” she said, her eyes darkening as she looked at me. She stood up, moving toward me while undoing her top, letting it fall behind her. Immediately, my thoughts of rage dissipated and I knew the only thing I was going to be focusing on was her.

“Are you sure?”

“Cooper Malone, if you don’t get your ass over here and make me yours, I’m going to go into that clubhouse and find someone who will.”

That was all I needed as I stood immediately, knowing full well I would end anyone who dared look at her the wrong way, andmoved into the bedroom with her. She peeled my cut off and placed it on the chair by the bed. I lifted my shirt over my head and undid my belt buckle. She continued to remove her clothes, and I could see the faded bruises on her body. It was infuriating me, but she kept moving, so I was forced to look at her.

There was no way I could leave her right now, even if I did want to murder the fucker who did that.

She ran her hands up and down my chest, her nails digging into my skin, eliciting a response I knew I’d never tire of. I pulled her panties down her legs, looking at her bare pussy gleaming with her arousal.

That same arousal I knew was for me. I dropped to my knees, pulling her legs up, over my shoulders. She looked down at me with desire in her eyes as I moved my tongue in between her folds, her sweet smell making my cock push against my jeans hard, causing me intense discomfort, but there was no way in hell I was stopping. I’d wanted to taste her for far too long. I licked a path up to her clit, circling the tip of my tongue around it. She bucked against my face, as I hit the spot she so desperately needed me to.

“Oh,” she moaned. “Please, yes, yes.”

I held her there, her hips thrashing as I pushed two fingers into her core. I hooked my fingertips up as I moved them rhythmically to match my lapping over her clit, making her gasp, her moans turning into panting screams as I felt her pussy start to clench around my fingers. I pushed another into her, and she screamed out, her back arching off the bed as I rode out her release. Slowly, she laid back down on the bed, her body relaxed as she smiled at me. I licked her off my fingers, relishing the taste.

“Come here,” she said. “I need you inside of me.”

I didn’t need to be asked twice. I pulled my pants down and whipped my cock out. Her eyes went directly to my crotch, herteeth grazing her bottom lip, causing me to join her on the bed, moving in between her legs. I claimed her mouth with mine, pushing my cock against her ready and willing pussy. God I wanted to sink into her so bad. It was all I could think about since our last time. The entire time I was away, I would dream of her wet heat and end up spending far too long in the shower, jerking myself off.

She moaned into my mouth and I felt myself twitch. This would be over sooner rather than later if I didn’t fuck her. I moved my hand down between us, and pushed the tip of my cock into her. She moaned against my lips, the best sound in the whole goddamn world.

I pushed into her further, sinking in completely. Jesus, she was perfect. How could one woman be so fucking perfect?

Sheridan smirked at me and twisted her legs in a way that I felt myself being pushed onto my back with her on top of me. She slid down on my cock, leaning over me, her long fiery red hair draping over us as she slowly moved up and down on me. I moved my hands to her breasts, cupping them and squeezing them gently, pinching her nipples until she arched her back as she rode me.

Her hands pushed down on my chest for leverage as she rode my cock, and it was the best damn sight in the world.

I let her take control, using my cock however the fuck she wanted. It was her cock now. That was for damn sure, just like this pussy was mine. Everything about her was mine.

And whoever the fuck thought they could take that, was signing their own death warrant.

I grabbed her neck and pulled her down to kiss me, her lips taking mine, our tongues tangling as she continued to ride me. My balls tingled, every part of me wanting to release in her, claiming her as mine.

I moved one hand down to her folds, a finger pushing over her clit. She was already sensitive from before, but now, she rode me faster, her eyes widening in surprise as she fucked me harder. With my free hand, I pinched one of her nipples as she cried out in surprise. Her pussy squeezed me tight as she came hard on top of me. When her pussy released me, I slid her under me. I pulled one leg up higher, allowing me to push in deeper as I picked up the speed of my thrusts. Her hands fisted the sheets as I hammered into her, needing to ruin her for all other men.

She cried out, her pussy hugging my cock yet again as I pushed her over the edge for a third time, right before I felt my cock jerk and shoot into her.

I fell to the side, careful not to crush her as she sighed contentedly. I could barely move, but I had enough energy left to pull her to my side, cradling her head with my shoulder. There’s no way I was going to let her go again.

“Where did you go?” she asked me after a long period of silence. I opened my eyes and turned to face her.

“Do you really want to know?”

She hesitated for a moment, tracing a finger over my club tattoo on my chest, before she nodded.

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