Page 67 of The Savage Outlaw

Ashes to Orgasms

Ahand grabbed Eden’s throat. Another hand tore at her jeans, opening them with ease. Fingers sliding down into her panties, right between her legs.

“I love your cunt, doll.”

Eden groaned. She had no idea how Priest followed her as fast as he did. For a second she thought one of the other bikers had grabbed her and threw her against the wall. She thought about what Mara and Maggie had warned her about. Being a woman in this clubhouse. Not wearing any ink.

Even with Cyrus promising protection…

Priest’s fingers curled and he lifted with force. Eden yelped and jumped to her toes, feeling Priest’s fingertips digging at her pussy. Entering her. Opening her.

“Did you think for a second I would chose my wife over you?” Priest asked.

It felt like such an awful question to be asked, yet in this place and in this context, the idea of Priest abandoning his wife while she stroked his cock… it was almost romantic.

The outlaw version of being romantic.

Priest slid his fingers up against Eden’s clit and then he removed his hand from her panties and jeans. She listened to Priest lick the wetness off his fingers.

The taste of Eden’s cunt to Priest was worse than any drug in the world. Forget aboutyellow bunnyruining lives…Eden’s cuntwas worse. Worse as in addicting and delicious.

Priest growled and needed more. He spun Eden around and lowered down to one knee in front of her.

Eden touched Priest’s hair, sliding her fingers, feeling its greasy texture.

Priest pulled Eden’s jeans and panties down and growled at the sweet sight of her cunt. From her stubbly pubic mound down to her wet labia, she was the perfect hellish dessert to devour.

His tongue sliced between her legs and Eden thrust her hips and groaned. The tip of Priest’s tongue acted like a forceful magnet, attacking her clit with precision. Circling around, cutting left to right, easily making Eden’s hips dance as she rocked and thrust at Priest’s mouth, wanting more.

Priest’s hands grabbed at Eden’s forgiving ass and he pulled her closer to him. Feeling her stubble scratch at his nose. Priest growled louder. The hungry lion sinking his evil teeth into a fresh meal. Fresh, wet, honey-laced prey.

Priest lowered his tongue down and thrust into Eden’s cunt. Her warm center taking him, throbbing against him. His nose now pressed against her clit, the aroma of her desire attacking him.

“Fuck,” was the only word Eden had left in her mental dictionary.

Years of nursing experience and years of nursing school had suddenly vanished. Her body had no interest in anything other than breathing to stay alive and the feel of Priest’s aggressive, outlaw tongue savoring the depths of her body.

Priest moved his right hand and threw Eden’s right leg over his shoulder. His tongue eased from her dripping center and he licked back and forth. His tongue sliding with ease, splashing in her wet need, then quickly latching against her puckered clit, suckling with one goal in mind.

As soon as Eden felt the sudden pressure and pulling against her clit, her mouth opened but no sound escaped. Her inner thighs clenched and ten thousand signals began to ring out in her head. The whiskey, the adrenaline, and the sheer intensity of Priest and the life he lived sent her into overdrive. Her orgasm seemed to live in a state offight or flight, with the option offlightnever standing a chance. Her body wanted it. Desperately wanted it.

What should have been a sweet,cutewhimper ended up coming out as a scream as the rush of pleasure collided with Priest’s powerful mouth.

He reached up with his left hand and pressed it against her mouth, forcing the back of her head against the wall. Priest didn’t know he was pressing a little too hard on Eden’s mouth and she started to taste blood. That made her groan. That made her hips thrust harder.

That made her come harder too.

Priest pulled his mouth away from Eden’s cunt at the same time as he pulled his hand away from her mouth. He stood up with purpose, grabbed her by her hips and spun her around, face first against the wall, her jeans and panties down at her ankles.

“You want to fucking run away from me, doll?” Priest growled. He licked his lips and tasted the warm honey from Eden’s cunt still lingering. “Worried about my wife, huh?”

He opened his jeans and pushed them down as far as needed, allowing his hard cock to jump free. He bent his knees and slid himself with ease between Eden’s legs, feeling her fresh wetness coating the top of his shaft.

His sheer thickness alone made Eden bite her bottom lip and jump. She had to hurry and wrestle her right foot out of her jeans so she could open her legs far enough to accommodate Priest’s mind-blowing size.

Priest used his right hand to dig into the back of Eden’s hair and head, making sure her face was pressed hard against the wall. He then used his left hand and reached down between their bodies. He carefully pulled back and guided his cock up against Eden’s body.

She was obviously swollen with need, as ready as she could be for him. He broke her threshold with a thrust, grunting at he did so. Her tight sheath against the head of his cock almost made him believe in heaven.

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