Mayhem (Bleeding Mayhem MC #2) Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Biker, MC, Novella Tags Authors: Series: Bleeding Mayhem MC Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
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Finally, he placed the tip of his dick at her pussy, held on to her waist, and thrust inside in one fluid motion.

The sheets were tightly fisted between her fingers, and he started thrusting in and out of her hard enough she began sliding up on the bed. Then he covered her back with his chest, placed a hand on her shoulder to keep her stationary, and kissed the back of her neck.

He’d already ensured her pleasure above his by bringing her to climax numerous times, and he still had yet to find his own release.

“You’re so responsive to my touch,” he seemed to purr in that gravelly, hard voice of his.

A shiver wracked her body. She didn’t answer, couldn’t. The sting of his hand coming into contact with her ass had her gasping, but then he smoothed his palm over the hurt, making the pleasure rise. He continued to push into her and pull back out.

Over and over again, he pumped his cock into her pussy.

“Beg me for my cum.” His voice was thick, aroused.

She felt herself blush, not because he was being crude but because she did want his cum.

“I’m so hard for you. Do you feel what you do to me?” He lifted off her back and pulled out so the tip was lodged in her pussy. He pushed back in hard enough a gasp left her. “You feel that? You feel how fucking hard I am? Like damn steel?”

“Yes.” She wanted to tell him to do it, to beg him to end her misery. Maybe she spoke aloud because in the next second he was fucking her like a madman.

Tears stung her eyes, but they were the good kind. This was like nothing she’d ever felt.

She squeezed her pussy around him.

“You’re tempting something very dangerous, baby.”

Maybe she was, but right now, she didn’t even care.

The burn of pain and being stretched soon vanished, and something far more pleasing and electrifying took its place. Each time he pushed into her, that desire heightened.

His groans were enough to have her nearing yet another orgasm, but it was his finger rubbing her clit that had her screaming out. She turned her head and closed her eyes, letting wave after wave of pleasure consume her.

One thrust, two pumps of his hips against hers, and on the third one, he buried himself balls deep and cursed loudly. His language was crass and vile, but it reflected the strong emotions she was sure he felt at that moment.

It seemed like a long time before he finally hunched over her, his big body warming her, suffocating her until she was panting for breath.

When he pulled out of her and rolled onto his side, he surprised the hell out of her by placing a hand between her thighs, rubbing her pussy hole, and pushing his jizz that had started to come out of her back in her body.

He rubbed the slick cum all over her pussy, labia, and even clit, as if marking her.

He finally wrapped his body around hers, holding her tightly to him. She didn’t question the intimacy of it.

No, she just closed her eyes and let the post-euphoric haze consume her. She could worry about what this meant and what would really happen at the end of all of this later.

Chapter

Twenty-One

Mayhem held the bag with the ten grand in his hand but didn’t move out of his SUV. He’d left Butters at the club, ensuring she was protected, just in case.

Shit could get ugly real fast. He’d never dealt with the mafia before, but he was quickly realizing that when it came to Butters, he’d do anything.

Yeah, he had it fucking bad for her, and he knew there was no going back. He realized, in just the short amount of time they’d been in each other’s company, that he wanted her, only her, and he didn’t want any other assholes to touch her.

Fuck, he didn’t want any other bastards even looking at her. The very thought sent him into a jealous, possessive rage.

His cell rang, and he picked it up. It was a burner, so the only people that had it were ones he’d given the number to. He saw it was Fury calling.

“Yeah?” Mayhem looked at the restaurant again.

“You know if there is trouble or you think shit is going down, we’re here.”

Mayhem breathed out and nodded despite the fact Fury couldn’t see him. Even after that whole talk about how Mayhem didn’t want the club involved and how Fury said they’d be there if he needed them, it seemed none of that mattered.

As Mayhem was getting ready to leave to go to the drop, Fury, Dirty, Dealer, and Shorty were all standing by his SUV in the club’s parking lot, waiting to go with him. They’d even gotten Birdie, the prospect, to come along.


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