Silver Saints MC Volume 1 - Fiona Davenport Page 0,41
she bore down a little harder.
“Ooh, Lincoln. I’m-I’m going to—”
“Come, angel,” I commanded, my tone harder than I’d intended because I was teetering on the edge. One of my hands glided from her hip to where we were joined, and I pinched her tight, swollen bud as I slammed in and out so hard the bed smashed into the wall.
Thank fuck that tossed her over the precipice because I couldn’t hold back anymore. I threw my head back and roared as my orgasm barreled through me with the force of a tornado. I exploded inside her, releasing spurt after spurt of hot, thick come. Never in my life had I ever felt pleasure so fucking deep and intense.
It hit me then like a ton of fucking bricks. I had no idea how this girl had climbed inside me and taken over so fast, but I couldn’t deny what I felt. I loved her. And I was never letting her go.
We lay there for a while, my body blanketing her, our breaths coming out in ragged pants, and our hearts beating erratically. They began to even out eventually, and I realized I was probably crushing her, though she didn’t seem to mind if the way she was clinging to me was any indication. Still, I rolled onto my side, then shifted her so she was facing away before pulling her back against me and tucking her into the curve of my body. I placed an arm under her head and the other curled around her, cupping one of her soft tits, then I released a slow breath, utterly content.
The buzzing of my cell woke me a little later, and I tried to ignore it, but it just kept going off. Harlowe groaned and kicked me in the shin, making me laugh. “Make it stop!” she growled adorably.
I grunted in mock pain, making her giggle. The sweet sound had my semi-hard cock at full alert, which only served to make me even more pissed at whoever was interrupting us. I reached behind me and snagged my cell off the nightstand. A quick glance at the screen showed Dax’s name, causing a frown to cross my face. There must have been a problem on the run. I quickly answered. “Link.”
“Dom is almost back to the clubhouse. He’s going to watch Harlowe today.” I wanted to argue, but I knew if Dax was sending one of the enforcers and calling me, some serious shit was going down. “We need you to see the Roads of Chaos VP. We set up a meet in two hours at a neutral spot in our town. They were jumped on their last run, and they cut us off this morning when we were heading through their territory. They want our protection, and Mac wants the alliance ironed out today. Bridget went into labor last night, and he doesn’t want this hanging over our heads while he’s out of commission.”
I wanted to tell him to send someone in my place, but as much as I preferred not to be around people, Mac tended to use me as an emissary when he was unavailable. Not because of my people skills, but because I had a level head and an eye for detail. “Fuck,” I muttered. “Send me the info on the meet.”
Dax agreed and hung up. I cursed under my breath as I slowly separated from my girl’s warm, naked body. She stirred, and I brushed her hair back to whisper a kiss over her shoulder, nearly groaning when it caused her to shiver. “Go back to sleep, angel.”
I hurried through a shower and got dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, boots, and my cut. I’d had one made for Larissa, but she’d decided not to take it to school with her so that nothing would happen to it. It didn’t state “Property of Link,” like the one I’d order for Harlowe, but it said, “Touch me and die. Link has a gun and a shovel.” Since I needed to wear my cut, and I couldn’t leave Harlowe without a clear “Do not touch what’s mine” message, Larissa’s vest would have to do for the day.
I started a bath before returning to the bed with the leather cut. Leaning over Harlowe, I steeled myself against the sight of all that smooth, creamy skin and bent to kiss her lips. “Wake up, angel.”
She stirred and smiled up at me as she stretched, making me groan as my cock tried to bust