Page 46 of The Queen of Nightmares

He leaned down, placing his hand on my throat with gentle pressure. “I’ll be right back, little Queen.

“Okay, Jack,” I whispered against his lips right before he placed a hot kiss on my mouth. As he straightened up and began to walk away, I licked his taste that still lingered on my lips.

“Jesus, don’t you two ever take a break?””

I flipped Barrel off without taking my eyes off Jack and listened to him roar in laughter. Jack gripped the side of the ring and vaulted himself up onto the edge with a nimble jump. He turned back to me with a wink before turning back around to step over the top rope.

His opponent stuck his finger out, pointing at Jack, and said something, probably taunting and stupid, but Jack just twisted his neck side to side, loosening up. As soon as the bell rang, the other biker ran full force at Jack. I shook my head in disgust. Didn’t they ever learn? Jack took a step to the side just as the man reached him with his fist out, ready to swing. As he flew past, Jack kicked out his foot and shoved the guy in the ass, making him stumble forward into the ropes.

As everyone erupted in laughter, the guy turned around, his face beet red from embarrassment. Jack said something to him and then gestured in a come hither motion with two fingers at the biker. I cringed while unable to hold in my laughter.

From there, the fight continued, with Jack evading punches while getting hits in every time. The other guy was covered in blood from his leaking nose, and the last punch he’d received had him holding his back. Even from where I was sitting, I could see his face twisted in pain.

“That guy’s gonna be pissing blood for a few days,” Doc mumbled, then took a swig of his beer. It made me glad that Jack was as good as he was. I would have hated to see him hurt again.

Finally, it seemed like Jack was done playing cat and mouse and descended on the other biker. With a few swift punches to the gut and then one hard uppercut to the chin, the fight was over. The guy was lying on his back, breathing heavily, when Jack strolled over to him and bent down. I didn’t know what he said to him, but the other man laughed and held out his hand. Jack gripped it tightly and then hauled the man to his feet. With a final shake of hands, Jack turned back to me.

Like last time, he ignored the crowd as he jumped down from the ring. He didn’t even acknowledge anyone as they tried to congratulate him. Instead, his eyes were on me as he strode forward with long strides.

The look on his face was like a hungry panther. I swallowed hard as I stood up from the bench and waited. By the time he reached me, I was already panting, my panties damp, and my heart racing. I was eager for what I saw in his gaze.

His hand went straight to my neck as I raised my chin in offering. Without a word, he led me to the same back door we had had our first encounter. The hand that had slid from my throat to the back of my neck was tight with tension as we stepped outside. Nothing had changed from that first night. The tables were still arranged in the dirt, and there was still one single yellow bulb that barely lit up the yard.

There was no one outside this time as Jack kicked the door closed with one foot. He led me over to our table, and I started to sit.

“Not this time, little Queen,” he rumbled in his deep, gravelly voice.

“Where do you want me, Bones?” I asked, hiding my grin.

He growled at me and then took my mouth in a rough kiss that I moaned into immediately. My Jack could be tender sometimes, but there was nothing I loved more than when he lost control and showed me his wild side. With firm hands, he gripped my hips and effortlessly lifted me to sit on top of the table.

With quick movements, he had the skirt of my dress flipped up, and my panties ripped down and off my legs. He bent over and licked up the center of my pussy. I leaned back on my elbows and moaned to the sky. I opened my eyes to stare at the stars filling the sky as he shoved my thighs wider to taste every part of me. When he wrapped his lips around my clit, the stars were behind my eyelids, flashing with brilliant lights as I screamed my release.

Before I could come back from nirvana, Jack had already undone his belt and had his pants open and shoved down his hips. He gripped my thighs hard enough to leave fingerprints as he pulled me to the edge of the table, careful not to make me collapse with his roughness, always mindful even through his raging lust. With one swift thrust, he was buried to the hilt inside me. Just like that, I was whole again.

I laid back fully on the table, needing to grip the wood above my head as he began to pound into me wildly. Every thrust sent a wave of euphoria through my entire being. Every glide of his hard cock hit just the right nerve ending to have me climbing higher and higher until I reached that pinnacle all over again.

Jack cursed and grunted above me as his cock grew impossibly thicker inside my channel. When his thrusts lost their rhythm, I was ready. Together, we broke apart, finding the bliss we had only ever found in each other. It would only be each other for us. There was no one else in the universe who could give us what each other could.

Epilogue - Two Years Later

THE NIGHTMARE KING

Irolled over and nuzzled into the back of my wife’s neck. It was early morning; everything was quiet inside the house and in the world outside. No one was calling me, texting, or asking me questions. It was just me and my wife’s sexy as fuck body cuddled against mine under our warm blankets.

“Ummm, Jack,” she murmured sleepily without opening her eyes.

“Merry Christmas, baby. Go back to sleep,” I said softly as my hand drifted up to cup her soft breast. Pregnancy and breastfeeding had given them more weight and size, and I was just enough of a horny man to admit they turned me the fuck on. I could hardly keep my hands, eyes, or dick off her gorgeous tits. When I titty fucked her several months ago while her milk rolled down to coat my cock, I thought I would lose my goddamn mind. I needed to get her pregnant again soon so I could experience that again.

I lifted her leg and placed it over my hip, widening her for my cock. I placed the tip of my cock at her entrance while she moaned into her pillow.

“Hurry up, Jack. Your son is going to be awake and ready to burn the world down soon.” Her muffled words had me chuckling as I angled my hips and pressed forward as far as I could in our current positions.

Slow and steady, I rocked back and forth, giving my woman just enough of me to make her moan for more as she woke up fully. Once her moans changed to pleas for more, I rolled us until she was under me. I slid my arm under her hips and lifted, titling until she was at the perfect angle. Then I gripped her long braid, wrapping it around my fist.

With hard thrusts that would have put the headboard through the wall if I hadn’t anchored it down more than a year ago, I gave Sally the Christmas morning wakeup call I had given her for the last two years and would continue to give until I was dead in the ground.

When she started to scream as her cunt began to spasm around my cock, I used my hold on her hair to muffle her cries with the pillow.

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