Page 7 of Sunshine & Ink

My nipples tightened with urgent need, and still I met Raker’s eyes, watching with fascination as a muscle moved in his strong throat, watching the way his jaw hardened.

Everything and everybody else faded away, and even though the room was filled with dozens of people, there was only me and Raker, and the hypnotic, irresistible pull of his hands on my hips, dragging me toward something inescapable.

And the big, strange knot inside me suddenly burst and I cried aloud, my muscles tightening around Raker’s cock, and I rode him still harder, not caring, the dress pooling up around my hips, showing my ass to everyone, but I chased every last drop of that pleasure, my eyes glazing over as I tried to obey him to the last.

A drop of sweat stung my eyes and my fingers tightened over his belt loops, the rough feeling of the zipper on my ass only adding to the sensations.

I felt wet on me, dripping down onto him, and I gasped my last shudders.

Raker briefly closed his eyes and I felt his thighs tense underneath me, then the muscles of his hard stomach ripple ashe came. Even through the condom, I felt each twitch and pulse of his cock, wishing wildly I could feel just him inside me.

I felt limp and boneless, finally allowing my eyes to close as Raker’s hand moved to my lower back.

I was splayed out wantonly on his lap, my legs limp, my wetness still pulsing down his pants, my back arched and my tits pressed in the air.

Raker lifted me gently up and placed me on the floor, the sound of our bodies disconnecting obscenely wet and loud. My knees would have buckled, but his arm still held me up, and I saw him peel off the condom and zip his cock back up with the other hand.

“Sunni Twenty-Four, you are now an official Saints club whore.”

Still holding me firmly around the waist he spoke louder now. “Testing time is over. The rest of you can leave. Sunni, go to my room and wait for me. You’ll be staying with me.”

CHAPTER 2

Raker

As the Saints Prez, when I give an order, I expect it to be obeyed, and the brothers immediately moved to direct the rest of the hopefuls outside.

Testing stopped when I wanted it to, and right now I wanted nothing more than to take sweet little Sunni again.

A few brothers flashed curious glances at me, but most of them were deadpan. I haven’t ever let a whorestayin my bedroom before, let alone a little thing like her that I just met.

“What do you mean?” Sunni asked me tremulously.

Her eyes were still glazed over, and her pink mouth hanging open, but even being thoroughly fucked is no excuse for not obeying me. My word is law around here.

I pointed in the direction of my quarters as President. “Put your things in that room and don’t make me ask you anything twice again, or I’ll assume you want to be let go.”

Sunni nodded and picked up her backpack.

“Cousin, you’re not going to let her have a chance to serve the rest of the brothers?” Apostle asked as she went nervously into my bedroom. I can tell she wanted to look back to confirm my order, but she didn’t.

Good girl.I like good girls who obey.

Apostle had his hands respectfully palm to palm in front of me, as he flicked an eye back at where Sunni had just disappeared into my bedroom.

I raised an eyebrow. “I just said she’s staying in my room. Something wrong with your fucking hearing? That means she’s mine for now. I’ll tell you when she’ll be let out.”

Apostle is my cousin and a vested member, and the Saints are everything to me. He knows his place.

However, I don’t think I quite fucking liked the look in his eyes.

I didn’t get to be the Saints MC by ignoring even a flicker of disrespect.

“Is there a problem?” I asked, and a few brothers turned their heads around.

“Nope, Prez, no problem at all. Praise to the Elders for a successful testing day.”

Apostle is no fool.

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