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“You like this, baby? Me wanking my cock for you?” I nod, my words trapped in my throat.

“Maybe you can suck my cock later. Let me come down your throat, and you take it all like a good girl for me.” His words make my pussy pulse, and I quickly move to the bed.

On my hand and knees, I present my arse for him and he growls, stepping closer. His large hands settle on my cheeks, parting them while he keeps his focus on my pussy. A new shiver ripples through my body when he presses this thumb to my virgin arsehole.

“I am taking this soon, Elsie. I am going to fuck you good in the arse, staking a claim on all of your holes.” I can only nod to him.

He inches closer, lining his throbbing cock up at my dripping entrance, and slams in, stealing my breath. I cry out his name, then moan deep in my throat as he bottoms out.

“Fuck, I love how tight you are. Best pussy to work around my cock.” He grunts as he thrusts in and out of me.

My breasts sway and my elbows lock to keep me upright while he fucks me. I love this side of him. He was gentle the last time, but this, this is something I could get used to.

“Harder,” I pant.

“My woman wants it hard and fast, she gets it hard and fast.”

He fucks me like the beast he is. I cry out his name while he grunts and growls mine, muttering words like ‘I am his’and ‘no fucker will touch what belongs to him’.

His hands leave my hips and move to my shoulders, using my body as an anchor for his harder thrusts. My body reacts to the new angle and I cry out as my orgasm slams into me like a train.

“Yes!” he bellows as he comes. His cock pulses inside of me, filling me with his seed.

“Oh, shit,” I breathe, falling onto my stomach, my arms going weak.

Kane falls down next to me. I wince when he slips from my body. His big arms pull me to his body, my head using his bicep as a pillow. We are both breathing pretty heavily as we lie on the bed without speaking.

Seconds, perhaps minutes tick by before he speaks.

“No more feeling guilty, okay? You belong to me and the club, and we protect what is ours.”

I nod against his body, and the urge to be sassy floods me.

“But I liked you fucking the guilt out of me,” I joke.

His chest rumbles with laughter, then he pinches my hip gently.

“I will fuck you any way you want, baby. Just say the word.”

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

SOLO

My shoulder throbs like a bitch, but I hold in a grimace when I move. These fuckers around me would be more than happy to take the piss out of me showing I am in pain.

Ruthie and Ricky are in bed, while Elsie sits with the ol’ ladies across the room, chatting, laughing, and drinking wine or some fruity drinks. I fucking love seeing her get along with the other important women in my life, my step-mum and two sisters by marriage. They mean the world to me. I was happy for my brothers when they found their women.

“Got news from the prospect who offered his body up to Émile,” Pres states as he joins us.

“Yeah? What’s he found out? That Émile has a pussy and not a cock?” Woody jokes.

We all laugh. Pres chuckles, before he takes a puff of his cigar. Smoke bellows out from between his lips, and his gaze moves over to his woman, who is watching him with eager eyes.

Nadine loves it when my father smokes his cigar, especially when they fuck, and yes, he was proud to tell us that shit. We are an open family; nothing is secret or hidden here.

“Really? Fucking hell, Pres, keep it for the bedroom, yeah,” Kink mock whines, and we laugh.

“What did the prospect find out?” I ask.

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