Page 38 of Catch a King (Five Kings 1)

I hitch my breath as his meaning becomes clear and I feel my heart rate increase to dangerous levels. As the wind whips my bare ass and I smell the leather mixed with gasoline, I feel my arousal building by the second. “I’m ok.”

I whisper because I’m not sure I have enough energy to speak right now, and as he steps behind me, I start to shiver. He leans down and whispers, “I’ll take it nice and slow - don’t worry about a thing.”

Closing my eyes, I listen to the sounds of nature all around me and he whispers, “Stay right where you are.”

There’s a rustling and then he fastens something around my eyes, a bandana perhaps, maybe a scarf and as the world goes dark, it leaves me feeling exposed, on alert and conscious of every sound and movement.

The atmosphere is now tense and loaded with danger and unchartered pleasure, and as I feel him drop to his knees and lick my clit, I shiver involuntarily. I almost can’t breathe as he bites, licks and sucks until the steady throbbing between my legs becomes unbearable. Then he rubs his cock in my arousal and positions it behind my ass. Holding my hair in one hand, he gently rubs my clit, the pressure causing me to call out because I am so turned on right now. He could do anything and I’d beg him for more.

As I feel him slide inside a place I have never allowed any other man before, I fall forward and my breasts graze against the leather. The friction of my nipples grazing the rough material, the fingers working my clit and his cock filling my ass so hard and full, I feel totally possessed by this man. He thrusts harder, and I feel a sharp pain as he grips my hair and pulls it like reins on a horse, my body moving, rubbing against the leather and steel and the feeling of something so hard and big inside me, makes me shatter like I never have before. I scream so hard they must hear us back at the Castle, as I experience something so amazing, I doubt I will ever be the same again.

Sawyer roars my name and his words light up the darkening sky as he ruts like an animal inside me, desperate for contact. This orgasm is different as I think I nearly pass out with ecstasy. My body is supercharged and has become a vessel of pleasure, and I have never been sent as crazy as this.

My legs are shaking, my pussy throbbing and my teeth chattering, as Sawyer pulls up and spins me around into his chest. As he sweeps me into his arms like a feather, I pray to god he will let me sleep before doing whatever he has planned next.

I think I must have passed out because when I wake, I’m wrapped in a fur throw inside the biggest bed I think I have ever seen. I’m naked and the fur feels so good against my skin as it caresses the burn away. I’m sore in a good way, and it feels as if my body has regenerated and is so full of life right now, despite the way my legs ache and my breasts throb with a little pain.

Sitting up, I look around in surprise at a cabin set for seduction. A fire burns in the furthest corner, in front of which is another fur rug. Candles are lit everywhere and there’s a tempting aroma coming from outside that smells suspiciously like steak grilling.

I wince as I take a step toward the door, and my limbs scream in protest as I make them work again. Clutching the fur throw around my naked body, I head outside wondering where the hell my clothes are.

Sawyer looks up as I head outside and grins like the devil as he tends his fire. “Good sleep?”

I shake my head. “How long was I out?”

“A couple of hours.”

“Really?” I stare at him in surprise, and he laughs softly. “It’s good you had some rest because I have plans for this evening.”

My pussy screams in protest and every muscle in my body begs me to refuse, but that delicious feeling between my legs betrays them all as I feel the tingle of excitement cause me to shiver inside. Sawyer is bare chested and wearing his jeans and boots and I almost pant at the sweat glistening on his body, which is sparkling in the light from the fire against the night sky.

“That smells good.” I shift my focus to food because I’m undecided which one I want the most right now, and he nods. “Steak, we keep a good stock here, so we can enjoy a meal before working up a different appetite later on.”

“You’re a machine.” Shaking my head, I catch the beer he tosses me and the fur throw slips and I frantically try to grab hold of it. He pulls it away roughly and stares at my body that is naked and ruined, and he licks his lips and growls, “Come here.”

I’m kind of loving the caveman act he has going on and don’t hesitate in stepping closer and watch as he spills his beer down my chest and proceeds to lick it off with his tongue, groaning his appreciation. I’m not sure why this turns me on so much, but as he sucks the beer off my breast, I grab my own bottle and say in a whisper, “Stand up.”

He pulls back and I repeat the move and spill my own beer across his chest and dip my head to lick the river running down his chest. He tastes of sweat, beer and sex and I never realized how much I like that taste.

He takes another swig and then captures my mouth and slowly fills it with beer. I feel it slide down my throat as he rubs my nipple between his thumb and finger and I gasp and almost choke on the liquid burning a trail inside my body, at the same time as one is burning a trail out of me. He sits on a seat nearby and pulls me onto his lap, where I grind against him just desperate for some kind of release. Lifting his hips, he slides down his pants and as his cock springs free, he growls, “Wait one minute.”

He holds me in one hand and reaches for a condom in his pants nearby with the other one. Then he rips the packaging open and sheaths his cock, before saying in a rough voice, “Sit on me.”

As he guides me down with both hands around my waist, I slide onto his cock as if impaled. It feels so good as he spills more beer down my breasts and licks it off as he thrusts inside me. He works me hard and fast, and as my clit drags against his shaft, I think I’m losing my mind. The cold air of the night, mixing with the warmth of the grill is intoxicating along with the sticky mess of beer coating every part of me, acting as lubricant between our bodies as we slide against each other as he pleasures me inside. I moan as he bites my nipple hard and the burst of pain is quickly replaced by the ultimate pleasure as he thrusts in so deep, I think he’s broken through. The feeling that creates is second to none and I scream “Yesss” so hard it must wake the spirits because it appears that I knew nothing before, and coming from someone with the experience I have, that’s saying something.

Chapter 32

Sawyer

Ican’t get enough of her. This woman who has melted my heart and crawled inside. She shouldn’t be here. She should never have got the password because I sure as hell don’t know how this happened. I never bring women here; I never fuck a woman twice and I never take her to meet my family. Every rule I possess in my book has been scrubbed out and replaced with her name. Nothing is more important to me than being inside her and hearing her screams of pleasure because of what I can give her. I watch every move she makes, every expression and listen to every sound because it’s important I know everything about her. It’s doubtful we will get any sleep tonight. It’s doubtful she will be able to walk after tonight. It’s also doubtful I will allow her to carry on with what she’s been sent here for because if she’s in danger because of it, I will never forgive myself.

So, I’ve made up my mind. We will have this night; our special time and I will show her how much she is wortheverythingand then I’m sending her home where she’ll be safe. When I return to my unit, I’m quitting and only when I have figured out a life for us away from this shit, will I fetch her to join me. I don’t even need to ask her because I’m that confident she will say yes. But then again, I’ve always been a fool and knowing Millie, she may have other ideas.

I knew this was the perfect place to bring her. To make it special and bring about a closeness that will set the tone for our life. I’ve always wanted this, to find a woman who is my match in every way. Someone strong, beautiful and kind. A woman with integrity and honor and not afraid to shout and demand to be heard. When she first answered me back, it caught my interest. Nobody answers me back, us back. The Channings speak and everyone else listens. They learn the hard way what that involves if they don’t. Not her. Not Millie. She listens but makes up her own mind whether she agrees. I love that side to her. I see the same character in her that Billy saw in Rose. A good woman and someone to grow old with. If I want that to happen, I need to give up my career in the military. I need to give up the club because if Slade and Axel have their way, we’ll all be dead inside a year. No, I need to work at getting a proper job so I can give Millie the life she deserves. So, as she chews on the steak and sips her beer, I say casually, “I think it’s best if you return to the Reapers tomorrow.”

She stops chewing.

“There’s nothing here, and I don’t want you put in danger because of my family.”

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