Patriot (Hades Abyss MC 6) - Harley Wylde Page 0,37

have been scared. Terrified. I didn’t have a single flashback. All I felt was pleasure. It was Patriot holding me, kissing me, and that made all the difference. I knew he’d never hurt me.

And I loved him.

“Not taking you in the shower right now,” he murmured against my lips. “You deserve better… a bed and me taking my time.”

“As long as it’s you doing the taking, I don’t care where we are. Well, maybe not somewhere out in public with other people watching, but in this house? It doesn’t matter what room we’re in.”

He slid his palm across my belly and a little lower. His other hand settled at my shoulder and bent me at the waist. I slapped my hands against the glass wall so I wouldn’t topple over.

“Should I take you now? Fast? Hard?” He worked his hand between my thighs and cupped my pussy. He stroked my clit with his thumb, and I couldn’t hold back my whimper. It felt so good. He felt good. “Or maybe I should make you come a few times.”

“Ronan, please.”

He lifted me into his arms and spun so that he faced the opposite wall. He eased me down onto the built-in bench, then shoved my thighs apart, spreading me open.

“Hands above your head, and keep them there,” he said. I lifted them over my head, crossing my wrists. He groaned, his eyes darkening as he stared at me. “Can you thrust those pretty breasts up? Offer those nipples to me.”

My breasts grew heavy and my clit pulsed. I pushed my shoulders back and he dropped to his knees in front of me. Patriot slid his hands up my thighs, then back down. When he moved them up again, he used his thumbs to spread my pussy open. As much as I ached and wanted him to make me come, he just looked.

“So beautiful,” he said. “And mine. All mine.”

“Yes, I’m yours! Only yours.”

His gaze clashed with mine. “That’s right. No one will ever touch you, kiss you. Only my cock will stretch you wide, fill you with cum. You belong to me, and I belong to you.”

“Please! I… I need…”

He leaned forward and took a nipple into his mouth. When he sucked on it, drawing hard on the tip, I cried out and my hips jerked. His thumbs grazed the sides of my clit, right as he gently bit down on my nipple. It was enough to make me come. I screamed out my release, my body bucking and tensing, every nerve ending coming alive. He slid his thumbs up and down, drawing out my climax.

Patriot switched to my other breast, giving the hard tip a nibble. He grazed my clit again and I trembled. “You… you’re going to… I’m going to… to…”

He rubbed his thumb across my clit, pressing down tighter as he circled the little bud. I screamed out his name as I came again. A roaring filled my ears and it felt like the world had tipped sideways. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t hear or see. Everything came back into focus a little at a time.

Patriot pulled my ass to the edge of the bench and bent down. He licked my clit before sucking on it. I felt a fullness and realized he’d slid his fingers inside me. He stroked them in and out while his tongue teased my clit. My arms started to slide down the wall and he growled, his gaze locked on mine.

“Keep your hands there.”

I tried. I really did. When he made me come again, I couldn’t help it. I reached for him, my fingers sliding into his hair. I rocked against his mouth, but he pried himself loose and sat back on his haunches. Something flashed in his eyes and before I knew what was happening, he’d lifted me and taken my place on the bench. I somehow ended up on my knees between his splayed thighs.

“Warned you, Little Bit. Think you can handle paying the price?” He ran his fingers through my hair, his touch gentle despite the hard edge to his words.

“What price?”

He gripped his cock and gave it a stroke. “Want those lips wrapped around me.”

I took a steadying breath and placed my hands on his thighs, then lowered my head and swirled my tongue over the head of his cock. He groaned again and I took more of him into my mouth. I’d barely managed half of his length when I felt his fingers in my hair. He tugged on