Silver Saints MC Volume 1 - Fiona Davenport Page 0,37

the battle to stop myself from moving. I wiggled my hips, and he sank deeper into the apex of my thighs.

“It’s good he sent you to me to keep you safe now,” Link murmured, his hands gliding up my arms and neck to cup my cheeks.

His thumb brushed across my bottom lip as I whispered, “Pretty sure he thought he was sending me to Cat and Scout, not you.”

“Maybe not,” he conceded, his blue eyes darkening with desire. “But his intentions don’t change the outcome. I’m the one protecting you, up close and personal.”

I raised my knees and squeezed his waist with my inner thighs. “You couldn’t get much closer than this.”

He rocked his hips forward. “Trust me, angel. I’m gonna get a fuck of a lot closer.”

Holy crap, his confidence was sexy. If my panties hadn’t already melted off my body, his declaration would’ve been enough to do it. I wasn’t sure how I was going to respond when my lips parted, but it didn’t matter because Link didn’t give me the chance to say anything before he lowered his mouth to mine.

He took full advantage, his tongue sweeping inside. The kiss was hard, but it wasn’t fast. While I clung to his shoulders, he turned his head to better fit our mouths together and deepened the kiss. I held on for dear life as he devoured me. Our tongues tangled, his teeth nipped at my lips, and one of his hands moved to the back of my head to tangle in my hair. With the threat of danger wiped from my brain, all my focus was on the man pressing me into the mattress. My world narrowed down to Link. His intoxicating scent. The heat radiating from his strong body. His taste. The way he touched me.

Link gave me the best first kiss in the history of the world. Nobody would ever convince me otherwise.

Even better, he didn’t stop there. My heart pounded with need as he trailed his mouth down my throat. When he pulled away, I let out a small whimper. “Hush, angel. I just need a little room to get this off your luscious body.”

His hands tugged at the bottom of the shirt I’d grabbed from his dresser and thrown on after my shower. Once I realized what he was trying to do, I lifted my upper body off the bed to make it easier for him to rip the material over my head. After he tossed the shirt on the floor, his gaze focused on my bare breasts.

“Fuck, your tits are perfect.” He lowered his head, and the scruff on his chin scraped deliciously across the sensitive skin of my chest before his lips wrapped around a nipple. My fingers delved into his thick hair, and I shivered when he started to suck.

“You like that?” he asked as he kissed his way across my chest to the right to give the other side the same treatment.

“Uh-huh,” I breathed, pressing my head against my pillow when I felt the tug of his lips all the way to my core.

“How about this?” he rasped as he nibbled along my rib cage. I gasped out a yes when he trailed lower and circle his tongue around my belly button.

“Definitely,” I panted.

“Good, because it’s about to get a hell of a lot better,” he rumbled, his breath a puff of hot air against the drenched fabric covering my pussy. After ripping my panties from my body, he wedged his broad shoulders between my thighs and gave my pussy one long lick up to my clit.

“So much better,” I moaned in agreement, my hips lifted instinctively as I tried to get his tongue back on the spot that would send me over the edge.

Link had other ideas, though. He gently lapped at me as he slowly worked a finger inside me up to the knuckle. “Holy fuck, you’re tight.”

It probably wasn’t the best way to deliver the news, but I found myself saying, “Aren’t all virgins?”

Link’s body froze, and then he slowly lifted his head to look at my face. “You telling me I’m the first man to get inside you?”

My cheeks heated with embarrassment as I nodded. “Yeah, I’ve never gotten past first base with anyone else. So you’re the only one who’s ever seen me without a shirt, let alone panties.”

Link’s gaze dropped down to where his finger was halfway inside me, and a muscle jumped in his jaw. “Saved that cherry for me,” he grunted. “Gonna