Page 12 of Ruthless Malice

“Do you have a condom?” I ask, endorphins running me along with the thumping beat of my heart.

“Sure do. I got a big one, but you can take it. I’ll break you in.” My eyes widen as Bull grins. I hear the wrapper break open and he slips a condom on. A hard whack on my bare ass cheek hurts so good, I want him to do it again.

Bull doesn’t waste time with foreplay pleasantries, but there’s a brute, raw aggression that turns me on high-level heat. I feel the tip of his heavy cock stretch open my entrance. I take a minute to inhale the teaser as his calloused hands grip my waist. Greedy for more, I push my ass back to receive his length. “Oh, you want it. I knew you would. How about a little more?”

He tunnels his hard, thick shaft deeper into the warm depths of my slippery folds, thrusting forward. His forceful grip, combined with his grunts, sends heatwaves through my body. Even with only one thrust, I want more. My head falls forward as the slap of our flesh together vibrates through my pussy. I have to lay my hands flat, so I don’t fall forward too far.

Each push deeper inside me brings me closer to orgasm. I draw in breath as his motion increases in pace. I alternate between holding onto the bedsheets, which will do me no good, and letting go as he bangs into me. My breasts sway in rhythm while I rub my clit in time with him plunging into my core. I can’t bear it any longer, and my body contracts into a full-blown orgasm of euphoric ripples.

Crying out, I exhale a sigh, my pussy clamping down on his cock. “You’re so strong, my god. So good,” I call out, catching my breath.

“We ain’t finished. Turn over for me, baby. I wanna see that face when I make you come a second time. Take some more for me.” He flips me on my back, and I spread my legs wide. His thick, barreled chest is marked with tattoos and warrior scars. Bull is incredibly sexy in a rough, caveman way. I’m still reeling from the aftershock of the orgasm. Bull dives in as I enjoy watching his hard, engorged length enter my swollen folds. He hasn’t even broken a sweat, and I admire the view of the V on his abdominals.

Another orgasm gathers like the base of a hurricane inside my core. He pumps harder, his cold eyes boring into mine. I feel as if I’m going to fall apart at the seams. I’m so close and all my nerves are firing. One more thrust and his mouth contorts into a weird face, a vein in his temple throbbing as his gush of release ushers in a loud groan.

“Sweet Lily. Sweet, sweet Lily. You’ve brought a war vet back to life with that pussy. My god.” Bull closes his eyes as the ripple effects continue and I come after him, experiencing the second round of bliss. I curl my toes, excited by him.

He falls off me, laying back on the bed, and I roll into him, putting a hand onto his chest.

“You’re a wonderful lover,” I whisper in his ear.

Two of his fingers stroke the side of my arm. “You’re more than enough for me, Lily. I’m lucky I got to taste you, let alone make love to you.”

I kiss his lips gently as his pupils stare back at me through the night. “Mm, thank you for a wonderful night.”

“No, thank you. Turn over. I want to wrap you up.” I turn over as we spoon, with Bull kissing my shoulder.

I’m snuggling into the afterglow with him as Bull sighs hard.

“What is it?”

“Ah, just bullshit with that Sheriff of yours down there. You know he has a tape of us. I don’t want him having it. Do you think you can get it deleted for me, sweetheart?”

I tense up, moving away from Bull. Is this why he wanted me in his bed? I blink hard as Bull splays his fingers over my stomach, attempting to reel me back in.

He picks up on my hesitation. “Did I say something to upset you? I didn’t mean to.”

“Bull… you know I can’t do that.” I scoot away from him so I can read his face when I speak to him. His features are solemn, and I can tell from his body language that he’s not happy with my answer.

Frowning, I confront him. “Why are you angry at me for saying no? I could lose my job over it, Bull. I will not do that.” There is a sinking feeling in my stomach that I cannot stop. I’m not a fan of the Sheriff and he doesn’t have the best interest of Dark Angels in mind, but this is my career we’re talking about.

“Let’s go to sleep. I’m not angry. I’m frustrated. Not for you to worry about.” He kisses my temple as we fall asleep, locked into one another. Hours later and still feeling drowsy, Bull is up and out of the bed, slipping a wife-beater on.

“Where are you going?” I ask, wanting his hard body to wrap around me.

He doesn’t look me in the eye, appearing to be in a hurry. I untangle myself out the rumpled sheets, pulling them up to my chest. “I have to take care of some business. I won’t be long, okay?” Hastily, he kisses my lips.

“All right, I’m going to go over to the Sheriff’s department for a minute too.”

“Feel free to get a shower. Everything is in there ready to go.”

“Thanks,” I reply, wondering if he’s going to ignore me. He circles back, tugging me into him and kissing my mouth gently.

“That’s better.” He smiles at me before leaving.

Maybe I can think of another way to help the Dark Angels. Time to hit the Sheriff’s office.

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