Page 26 of Wicked Oath

The man is eating my pussy like he is starved and won’t let up. He keeps a tight hold on me as he sucks and bites at my clit. I quickly become a mess when he pushes me through three rapid fire orgasms. I can’t form words or really do anything other than scream and come. There is nothing subtle or delicate about the way he is making me scream. When I can no longer hold myself up, Talon rolls us so that I am on my back. I arch dramatically off the bed and my whole body is nearly convulsing.

When he finally pulls away, I get only a second of reprieve before he brings my shaky legs to his shoulders and slams back into my pussy. “Fuck,” I scream.

“Scream for me, Laney. Let me fucking hear you,” he grunts as he pounds into me. I can hardly catch my breath as he quickens his pace. He leans into me and stabs deeper, earning a whimper.

“Talon… please.” He continues to intensify his thrusts as if he is trying to break me. He’s grunting and growling, pouring all his emotions into his movements. Eventually, he reaches a point of desperation that he drops my legs to lean into me more, and I wrap myself around his body.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I yell while digging my nails into his back. “Oh… Fuck…. I’m gonna come…. Please, God. Harder. Faster. Please.”

Talon grunts as he drops his head, burying into my neck as he drives into me harder. He suddenly quickens his pace to a speed that drags another scream out of me. He is hitting something so sensitive inside of me that I can’t draw in a breath. I am reduced to silence as I dramatically arch off the bed with my head tipped back and my eyes rolled closed. Talon moans as he peppers my throat and chest with kisses as he brutally fucks me through my orgasm. Arousal floods from my body and it feels never ending until I fall into a stupor that has lulled my brain to the point of disassociation.

I am vaguely aware of him cleaning both of us and the bed. I can feel the heat of his body close and the scent of him is comforting beyond anything I have ever known. He is running his fingers through my hair, scraping his nails along my scalp with every pass while he lazily props himself up. With his other hand, he is gently dragging his fingertips from my thigh to my ribcage and back down. As I start to come out of my daze, I groan.

“There’s my girl,” he says softly as he moves his hand from my waist to my cheek to cup my face.

“You… Dicked me to death,” I mumble.

“I did,” he laughs. “Are you okay?”

“If I say yes…. Will you do it again?” I say with a lazy smile, still trying to force my eyes open.

“Mmmm. You might actually die if I did that again. How do you feel?”

“Sore… Satisfied… Happy,” I answer. “You?”

“Tired. Very tired,” he chuckles.

“Thank you for saving me, Talon,” I say, finally managing to drag my eyes open. “I know our situation didn’t start in the most ideal way… but I simply couldn’t be happier married to anyone else… We have a ways to go, but I am so excited to go on this journey with you.”

“That means… so much to me. I don’t deserve you, Delaney, but I will do everything I can to make you the happiest I possibly can.”

“All I need is you,” I say. “Laying here like this… This is all I need.”

“Well, then I am going to spoil you rotten, Little Flower,” he says before gently kissing me.

The bedroom door suddenly slams open, and I let out a shrill scream as I cower into Talon’s chest. “What the fuck is wrong with you, Jude?!” Talon barks as he pulls the blanket over me.

“Get up. Get dressed,” Viper says, throwing clothes onto the bed. “Now, Talon. Get the fuck out of bed!”

“What’s going on?” Talon says as he pulls us up to stand but keeping me wrapped in the blanket.

“The cops just fucking raided the clubhouse. They are on their way here. Is everything here good?” Viper says, tossing me my dress. “Please get dressed, Dee.”

Talon nods to me as he starts pulling his clothes on and I let the blanket fall so I can pull my dress on. “Everything here is fine. Why did they raid the club house? There is nothing there. Torch is destroying everything right now still, right?”

“He’s already done. Apparently, the house had cameras when you took Delaney. Logan has them coming after you for kidnapping,” he says.

“What?!” I snap.

“Fuck,” Talon sighs.

“They’re looking for me, right?” I ask.

“Yeah,” Viper says. “I’m not telling you what to say, but the truth will land him in jail.”

“Fuck that. It was a kink thing, remember?” I say. “I told him to do it. I gave him permission to enter the home and take me. We planned on eloping, so we did.”

“You don’t have to…” Talon starts to say, but my glare makes him stop.

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