Page 68 of The Savage Outlaw

He thrust with force and Eden let out a scream. She couldn’t help it. The way he justtoreinto her. It mildly hurt and probably always would.

Priest grabbed her left hip and held tight. He began to fuck her. Fucking Eden in the hallway at the back of the clubhouse. Anyone could walk by at any time. Anyone could see Eden getting fucked by Priest.

Another level of desire seemed to unlock in Eden as she liked the idea of it. An evil part of her mind wanted Priest’s wife to see it. She closed her eyes and felt her right cheek pressed hard against the wall. Her body experiencing an endless kind of pleasure.

Priest lowered his mouth down to her ear and face.

“I’ll always choose you over my wife, doll,” he growled. “Remember that. You’re protected here with me. You’re protected with this club.”

Eden groaned. “You let her… touch you…”

“Of course I did,” Priest said. “You stroked my cock and she wanted to also. Who am I to saynoto that?”

“I fucking hate you, Priest,” Eden groaned.

He chuckled into her ear. His cock felt so good. His strength felt so good. She already knew he would kill for her. Worse than that, she was falling for Priest.

No, she thought.

She could not let that happen.

Priest grunted and thrust himself even harder, even deeper.

Eden had to bite her lip hard so she didn’t scream that she loved Priest.

Eden felt Priest’s cock throbbing inside her. Her legs shook and she had her hands pressed against the wall. When Priest pulled himself from her body, he grunted deep in his throat. A warm, wet sound and then a gush of the same arced between Eden’s legs as Priest made his exit. He then pressed his body against hers, his throbbing cock resting against the back of her right leg.

“Your cunt is worse than a drug,” Priest said. “Fuck.”

Eden gasped for a breath.

“That picture you keep looking at? That’sJC. Johnny Cutter. Without him, we wouldn’t be here today. Everything is because of him.”

“How religious,” Eden whispered.

“Something like that, doll. And, yeah, that black box on the shelf? Those are his ashes.”

Priest chuckled. The vibration shook Eden’s body.

“What an honor to fuck someone in front ofJC,” Priest said. “Hope I made him proud.”

“Priest, no offense, but I feel like I’ve pissed myself eight time straight,” Eden said. “Whoever was watching, spiritually or physically, they are proud.”

“That might be the nicest and sexiest thing a woman has ever said to me.”

Eden turned her head and looked up. She was surprised when Priest lowered his mouth down for a kiss. Priest even shocked himself with that move. A quick kiss and then he stepped back and tucked his slippery, pulsing cock back into his jeans. He then crouched down and helped Eden step into her jeans and lifted up her panties and jeans.

He took deep breaths, needing to smell her. The scent of her skin, a touch of sweat, and then the sweet honey that poured from her cunt mixed with the scent of his cum. By the time Priest stood back up, he was once again rock solid. Ready to fuck Eden once more.

He looked down at her, staring into her fearful yet curious eyes.

“I don’t love her,” Priest said in a low voice. “I never did. We were just fucking around in Vegas. Partying. She’s a hustler. I should have known better. She’s not inked. She’s not protected by the club either.”

“She’s certainly annoying.”

Priest lowered his mouth down to Eden’s. His tongue swept into her mouth. For a quick second, Eden tasted her own body lingering on his tongue. Her toes curled extra tight.

When Priest broke the kiss, he moved his lips to her ear.

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