Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26277 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26277 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
10
“Fuck, yes, sweet girl. Ride me, take me deep. Fuck!”
“Oh, Kian! Yes!”
Tessa’s head dropped back, and her long auburn hair tickled my thighs as she bounced on my dick. I cupped her big tits, filling my hands and massaging them while I bucked my hips to meet her every time she dropped.
Her pace increased, and I pinched her nipples, making her cry out as her movements became wild and frantic. She looked like a goddess above me, and if I hadn’t been so consumed with passion, I might have taken a second to revel in awe that she belonged to me.
But at that moment, I couldn't focus on anything except her pussy clutching my dick like it never wanted to let go…and my determination to knock her up. I grasped her hips and slammed her down onto my cock a few more times before she exploded with a scream that rang off the walls.
I roared her name as I followed her over the edge, and my body convulsed with the strength of my climax.
“You are so fucking sexy, baby,” I breathed as I stared at her gorgeous, naked body sitting astride mine.
She fell onto my chest as if she had no energy to hold herself up. I knew exactly how she felt. But even if I’d been able to move, I didn’t want to. I held her close, my dick still sheathed in her channel, keeping as much of my come as possible from leaking out.
I could feel her heartbeat against my chest, and it began to slow, becoming in sync with mine.
“I could say the same about you,” she panted.
A smile stretched across my face, and I hugged her before rolling us over so she was on her back. “Tell me you’re mine, sweet girl.”
Tessa giggled, probably because it was a frequent demand of mine. “I’m yours, Kian.”
“Fucking right,” I agreed. “And I want every motherfucker who looks at you to know it.”
She laughed and hugged me tightly. “I’m not getting your name tattooed on my forehead, Kian,” she muttered teasingly. I’d joked about it a few times, although I did love the idea of my name inked on her silky skin somewhere on her body.
However, that wasn’t a big enough statement to warn away other men.
Forcing myself to leave her perfect warmth, I withdrew—smirking when she whimpered in protest—and climbed off the bed. I padded over to the closet where someone had hung my present for Tessa. First, I reached up to the top shelf and retrieved the surprise I’d brought back a couple of days ago. I put it in the vest pocket before removing it from the hanger. Then I shut the door and made my way back to the bed, holding the cut at my side. Once I was standing next to it, I crooked my finger at my woman. “C’mere, sweet girl.”
She hadn’t quite gotten over her shyness in the bedroom—despite her uninhibited behavior once she lost herself to our passion—so she wrapped the sheet around her before scooting to the edge of the bed.
I held out my hand, and she took it, letting me help her to her feet. Then I grabbed the sheet and yanked, ripping it away from her. She gasped and moved to cover herself, but I glared at her until she dropped her hands to her sides. “Don’t hide your body from me, Tessa,” I growled. “You’re mine, and when I want to see your sexy body, you will show it to me. Mine.”
Her cheeks bloomed with pink, but the corners of her mouth lifted, and she nodded.
“I want you to wear this, sweet girl.” I held up the leather vest, first showing her the back, which was taken up by the Silver Saints patch, along with the words, “Property of Phantom.”
Tessa’s mouth opened into a surprised little O, and she looked from it to me, her eyes wide and questioning. “You want me to be your old lady?”
I rolled my eyes and turned the cut around to show her that her name was stitched on the front. “Did you really think I wouldn't ask the woman I love to be my old lady? I’ve claimed you, and I’m doing my best to knock you the fuck up. Of course I want you to wear my property patch.”
Holding up the vest, I gestured for her to turn around so I could slip it up her arms and settle it on her shoulders. When I turned her back around, I smiled with satisfaction. Then I quirked an eyebrow when I saw her glazed eyes and the stunned look on her face.
“You love me?” she whispered, her mouth spreading into a beautiful smile.
Hadn’t I told her that…? Well, shit. I’d only said it to her when she was asleep. Settling my hands on her hips, I pulled her close until her front was plastered to mine. “I love you more than anything in this world, Tessa.”