B - stard (Royal Bastards MC) - Sapphire Knight Page 0,55
lids barely part open, but it’s enough for me to catch the enforcer watching us while the sweetbutt on her knees continues to suck him off. He must be fond of watching others have sex, as much as he enjoys being observed by an audience. Ripper and I have the entire club’s attention, their gazes transfixed on their prez taking me here in the bar this very moment. I’ve never been so sexually brazen with a man in my life. Still, there’s something about Ripper that provokes me to step outside of my ordinarily square box. He makes me want to experience everything, even if it’ll possibly make me uncomfortable—he incites me to wake up and live.
“You’re mine, Gem. ‘Bout time you realized that, babe.”
I lean in, pressing my mouth to his flesh with my own personal assault on his neck. Between kisses, I purr, “What’s that entail exactly, Ripper?”
“It means that no one else touches you,” he breathes out and drives deep into my core. My pussy spasms around his shaft with the formidable onslaught of heavenly sensations. It’s too much, and yet, not nearly enough. I want more—always more—of him.
“Oh,” I moan, nipping at his earlobe. “I like the sound of that. As long as no one touches you either.”
“I don’t need anyone else. I only crave you and your creamy cunt,” Ripper reassures me, and my stomach twirls. My heart thuds faster at his implication. I’m on sensory overload, as his cock fills me and his words serenade me.
His fingers trail upward from my hip to pinch my stiff, over sensitized nipple, rendering me to the point I begin to see stars. “Oh, yes!” I howl in bliss, my orgasm beginning to build. My pussy squeezes him with each movement, yearning to hold him deep inside. “You’re going to get tired of me,” I vow, licking up his salty neck until I move to press my forehead against his. He’s peppered with sweat. Surprisingly, it’s not off-putting, but rather sexy. His pheromones are all around me, dragging me under his spell until I’m at the point of no return. Ripper can have me.
He meets my gaze, all joking and lightheartedness pushed aside, to genuinely state, “Nah, woman. When a brother lays claim, that’s it. You’re the one who’s meant to be on the back of my bike.”
His proclamation chokes me up. I’m so turned on and close to my orgasm, that when tears fill my eyes, I’m a hot freaking mess. “Y-you really want me that much?”
His lips fall to mine. He sucks the top into his mouth then releases it to take the bottom and repeat his delightful assault. He can’t seem to stop kissing or touching me, and in that aspect, I can’t get enough of him either. “I want you somethin’ fierce, Gem. I thought you knew that?”
A few droplets crest and tumble down my cheeks. “I’m falling for you,” I admit as my pussy squeezes him, and he throbs in response. It’s too soon. Everything about this screams that it’s rushed, but no matter how much I pump the brakes, it just won’t slow down.
I merely had two weeks with Ripper before my father came to collect Madison. The first and second week that I came across the cocky biker, he managed to kiss me twice. The end of the second week, he snuck into my hotel room nightly and fucked me into the early morning hours. That lead into the third week, then boom, I was thrust into his life full time. I’ve been staying at the club for an additional two weeks. We’re going on week three here, so that’s not even six full weeks we’ve spent together, and I’m so far gone for this man, I may as well rip my heart out and stomp on it.
If Ripper decides he doesn’t want to be with me eventually, I know it’ll lead me straight to heartbreak. However, he just admitted that he does crave me like I do him, that he needs me, and he’s claiming me as his. Could it really all be that simple? A man and a woman find each other, catch feelings, and decide it’s forever? Does that type of relationship even exist in real life?
“Fall harder, Alice,” he whispers for my ears only, diving in for another mouthwatering kiss.
My hands rake into his hair. I fist his locks to keep him near, to make this kiss go on forever. He holds me to him—so tightly that