Page 34 of Bikers & Bars

“Please!”

But my strength was nothing compared to his and he easily broke free. With a quick movement he snatched my hands and pinned them above my head.

“Begging already? We used to go for hours. I remember us going all night then sitting beside you in church. That good girl filled to the brim with my cum as she sat there listening to the pastor.”

My entire body trembled, his knot thickened, stretching me impossibly wide.

“I’m blaming this on time apart, babe. Later, though, I’m going to worship every square inch of this body that’s mine.”

When he said ‘mine’ he slammed into me, grinding against me just right to stimulate my clit. Screaming his name I came and with a few curses he followed me over soon after. His hips continued to rock, smirking as my body twitched with every movement since I was overstimulated.

Heart racing I lifted my head, searching out another connection with my alpha. He obliged, kissing me so deeply I swore I felt his cock thicken.

“Hope you don’t have any other plans for today,” he murmured between kisses. “I’m fucking you until I have nothing left. When I pull out I want to see my cum flowing out of you so I can stuff it all back inside.”

“Big talk,” I taunted him, rolling my hips to meet his gentle strokes.

A rumbling growl filled my ears before he grabbed my ass and then, still connected, he walked us further into the room toward a lone mattress on the floor that had a blanket and a single pillow on it.

“I’m a lot more than talk, Eliza. It’s time I remind you of that.”

I lost and found myself with Damien for hours. At one point, I thought I heard pounding on the door but my mate distracted me, urging me to ride his cock to yet another orgasm. If anyone had been trying to get one of us they soon left.

My entire day had consisted of my old lover and as we finally broke apart I had no regrets. Unwilling to leave him, I curled my body around his and tossed a leg across his to claim as much of him as possible. Damien didn’t complain, his fingers constantly stroking my skin like he was trying to memorize me.

The fierceness of our connection hadn’t faded with time but it had changed. He had scars I’d never felt before and I had newaspects of my life that he had to find his place in… Would Loki, Bane, and Romeo understand?

Loki

The echosof Eliza screaming out Damien’s name still rang in my ears as I rode to the outskirts of town. Bane was right behind me, determined to join me after I had stalked toward my bike and told everyone I was going for a ride.Alone. Bane hadn’t listened.

He was an asshole like that.

A good friend.

When I parked and got off the bike he followed suit.

“You going to tell me what’s going on in that head of yours?” Bane started.

I didn’t reply, instead wishing I had some kind of vice that would help my racing thoughts. Smoking. Drinking. Fuck anything to give me something to do.

“Is it about Viper?”

“What do you think?” I shot back.

A distant engine caught my attention as Bane just raised his eyebrows at my outburst. I glanced over his shoulder to see a stupid fucking purple car that I would recognize anywhere.

Romeo.

“What is he doing here?” I snarled.

“He’s here to help me with you,” Bane replied evenly, crossing his arms across his chest. “You want to throw a damn tantrum, let your cousin witness it.”

Romeo parked his car and ambled over, his sharp gaze flicking between the two of us before settling on me.

“What’s going on?”

“Viper is staying,” Bane answered before I could. “Which Loki was good with until today.”

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