Page 23 of A Christmas Surprise for the Biker

My man gives me what I need and drives inside me with renewed force.

“Yes. God, yes.”

“You're mine, Brae,” he growls, his eyes locked onto mine. “All fucking mine.”

I nod, unable to form words as the pleasure builds inside me once again. Reading my body, he reaches between us, his thumb finding my clit.

My head goes back, digging into the mattress from the added stimulation.

I’m so close.

Legend picks up his pace, slamming inside me once, twice, and again. And then I’m there, spiraling over the edge.

Legend groans, his body tensing as he buries himself deep inside me, his cock pulsing as he comes.

Breathing heavily, we cling to each other, riding out the waves of pleasure until both of us are boneless.

After a few long moments, Legend rolls to the side and pulls my back to his front. “Fuck, baby,” he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to my shoulder. “That tight pussy drained my balls dry.”

I burst out laughing. “Such a romantic.”

“You want romantic?” he asks, sounding a tad bit surprised.

My shoulders shrug. What woman doesn’t?

He turns me around to face him, his eyes searching mine as he brushes a strand of hair away from my face. “I love you, Brae,” he says, his voice filled with sincerity. “I'm never letting you go.”

My heart swells at his words, and I reach up to cup his cheek. “I love you too, Nico.”

His eyes close at my confession. “Don’t deserve you, baby, but I’m a selfish prick, and I’m never giving you up.”

I smile up at him. “You’re crazy.”

“Told you, woman. I’m crazy about you.”

This is true. Glancing over his shoulder to the alarm clock on the nightstand, I note the time. “We should probably head back downstairs,” I suggest. “It’s almost midnight.”

Legend drops another kiss on my lips, then rolls us both out of bed. We make quick work of cleaning up and head back down to the party just in time to join everyone in front of the TV to watch the ball drop in Times Square.

Legend pulls me close as the countdown begins. “Ten... nine... eight...”

I look around at the faces surrounding us: Viper and Kierra, Sparrow and Sierra, Knox and G, Wrath and Harley, Thorn and Oakland. These amazing people who have become family in such a short time.

“Seven... six... five...”

Legend's arm tightens around my waist, and I lean into him, feeling safe and loved.

“Four... three... two...”

I tip my face up to his, our eyes connecting as the final second ticks away.

“One... Happy New Year!”

Legend's lips crash onto mine as cheers erupt around us. The kiss is full of promise for the year ahead. When we finally pull apart, we're both grinning like fools.

“Happy New Year, baby,” he murmurs, his hands sliding down to rest on my ass.

“Happy New Year, babe,” I reply. “I love you.”

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