Storm (Sinning Cobras MC #1) - Colbie Kay Page 0,43

every single day how beautiful you are until the day you tell me to stop.”

Her gaze searches mine. “I’ll never tell you to stop. I never want you to stop.” My lips slam against hers. Reaching between us, I fist my cock and slide it up and down her wet pussy a few times before lining it up to her entrance and pushing inside. “Storm,” she moans breathlessly against my lips.

I fuckin’ love the sounds she makes when I’m thrusting in and out of her. “You’re mine, Darlin’.”

“I’m yours,” she mewls. “And you’re mine.” She moves her lips to my shoulder, and her teeth latch onto my flesh.

Still inside her, I flip us over so that she’s straddling me, allowing her to set the rhythm. I’m home. That’s exactly how it feels when I’m deep inside of Haven. She’s my home, and I was a stupid fuck for pushing her away for so fuckin’ long. Everything about this feels right.

My hands roughly grip her hips as she bounces up and down on my cock. “Fuck, you feel damn good!”

“Yes!” she cries out. Her hands slap against my chest, her nails dig into my skin.

I buck up, my hips matching her every move, driving myself further inside of her. Haven’s head lolls back while her walls begin squeezing around me. “You gonna come, Darlin’?” Sitting up, I wrap one arm around her waist while using the other to hold myself up. I press my lips into the crook of her neck. A few more strokes inside her, and we lose ourselves in the bliss of our ecstasy. “So fuckin’ good.”

“So fucking good,” she repeats my words as her head crashes onto my chest. Lying back onto the bed, we lie here, trying to catch our breath. I run my hands up and down her back as I pepper kisses against her shoulder. I never want this to end with her; I want this feeling for the rest of my fuckin’ life.

17

Haven

It’s been a couple of weeks since I found out our mom is still alive and living in the same house, but we are here now, Chapel and me, in front of her door. Storm stands next to me, holding my hand, while Ace is on Chapel’s other side. I take my sister’s hand, continuing to stare at the wooden door. “Are you ready?”

“I don’t know, Haven, what if—”

Chapel doesn’t get to finish her sentence because the door opens. We’re staring at an older version of the mother I remember. Neither Chapel nor I have said a word, and our mom is staring back. “May I help you?” Her eyes travel over the four of us. It’s probably a good thing the rest of the club is at the motel we’ll be staying at. Having all of them here might scare her.

Storm clears his throat. “Are you Camella Rios?”

She narrows her eyes and glares at us. “I don’t go by that last name anymore. You need to leave.”

She begins to close the door, but Storm catches it with his arm. “We really need to speak to you about your daughters, Haven and Chapel.”

“My daughters are dead.” Her eyes are shiny with tears, and she blinks several times to hold them back.

I can’t let her believe that. “We’re not dead, Mom. We’re right here.”

Chapel says, “Miguel told us the same about you.”

She slowly begins to open the door wider. Her tearful gaze travels between Chapel and me. “H...Haven?” Frowning, she tries to say our names. “Cha...Chapel? Oh my god!” she wails with uncontrollable sobs. The two of us step closer and throw our arms around her. My own tears are unleashed, and I see Chapel’s shoulders shaking.

It feels like hours that we continue hugging, but it’s only been minutes when Storm asks, “Can we come inside and talk with you?”

Mom pulls back, her hands on her cheeks. “Of course. Of course.” We all enter, and surprisingly, the house is exactly the same. Pictures of Chapel and me cover the walls and mantle of the fireplace like before, and it’s the same marble tile flooring. This house was lavish compared to where other kids lived. I guess that’s because Miguel lived an expensive lifestyle, and he always had the best. It turns my stomach to think about where that money came from. “Please sit.” The four of us take a seat on one side of the large sectional while she sits on the opposite side and laughs lightly, a tremor still present in