Angel: Dark MC Romance: Iron Vikings MC 4

Chapter 12

Angel couldn’t stand seeing Nora again without being able to touch her. He’d stood frozen to the floor as her gray eyes held him captive, unable to move, think, or even breathe.

Damn. She got him under some sort of spell, and he couldn’t seem to break it.

Not even pulling himself away from her stormy eyes by hiding in her bedroom helped him. Her sweet scent that clung to everything in her room prickled all his nerve endings.

He stood still before her bed and his dick twitched behind his zipper. He’d watched her touch herself in this very bed not that long ago.

Angel closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose. This had to stop. He had to stop. Thinking about Nora day and night messed with his head.

Just when he was about to leave her room, her apartment, and her life all together, she entered her bedroom and closed the door behind her.

“Hi,” she softly said.

“Hey.”

“What are you doing here?” she asked him without any judgment, but Angel still felt shame welling up from deep within.

“I needed to see you.”

“Why?”

He couldn’t believe she’d asked him that. Was he the only one replaying their night together over and over again in his head? The vision of her trusting eyes looking up at him as she cried out his name in ecstasy drove him absolutely fucking crazy.

“You know why.”

She shook her head and stepped backward as he moved toward her.

“Yeah, you do, Jump Fire. I’ll bet you anything that you touch yourself at night, thinking about me.”

Her smokey eyes rounded while a pink blush crept up her cheeks as she shook her head again in silence.

“Stop denying it. Stop denying us.”

She bumped her back against the door, as she had no more room to move away from him.

Angel inhaled deeply after leaning in, his nose against her nape.

“God, I’ve missed you.”

She placed her trembling hands upon his chest, not pushing him away, but keeping space between them since he couldn’t close the distance now.

“You don’t mean that,” she whispered.

He grabbed her chin, making sure she looked him straight into his eyes as he said, “I’ll never lie to you, Nora. If I say that I’ve missed you, then I’ve missed you.”

She swallowed audibly before giving him a quick nod.

“I had to see you.”

”But why now? You could have come sooner,” she whispered like it pained her to ask.

He couldn”t bring himself to admit that he’d never missed a day without seeing her. His pride wouldn”t allow him to confess how he had watched her every day from that stupid coffee shop across the street.

“I knew you were safe. I’ve kept an eye on you,” he said.

“Knowing that I’m safe or seeing me with your own eyes are two different things,” she said as she raised her chin, her eyes slightly narrowed.

He smiled because she’d let her guard down just enough to show that, even after weeks apart, she wasn”t shy around him anymore.

“That’s true, Jump Fire. But I’m here now.”

“Well, now that you’re here, what are your plans?”

Stunned that she asked him outright, he gazed into her innocent eyes, wondering what he’d done to deserve her sweet trust.

He turned her around, her palms resting on the door as he caged her in from behind.

Angel whispered in her ear, “I’m goin’ to make you scream my name again.”

He heard her breathing pick up, but her silence didn’t sit well with him.

“Tell me to stop, Jump Fire. I’m no fuckin’ rapist.”

He slapped her left cheek, wishing she didn’t have those tight yoga pants on so he could see her flesh jiggle.

“Answer me, Nora. I need the words.”

“Don’t stop,” she moaned after he slapped her ass again.

He couldn’t believe his eyes when she silently pushed out her tight ass for another spanking.

“You want this?”

“M-hm,” she moaned.

“Then beg me for it,” he said.

She rested her forehead against the door, whispering, “Please…”

He yanked her yoga pants down, watched her step out of them before he kneeled behind her.

He gently pushed his hand between her shoulder blades, so she altered her stance, her ass sticking out as she rested her forehead against her folded hands against the door.

He pulled her thong to the side and groaned as her sweet, tangy scent attacked his nostrils. She was already ready for him, and he almost changed his mind and fucked her right then and there.

But he needed a taste. He needed her pleading, begging and crying. He licked her pussy lips from behind, tasting her sweet juice spilling over as he fingerfucked her. The wet sounds coming from his three fingers pushing in and out of her cunt were like music to his ears.

“Oh, yes…”

“Take it, Nora. Fuckin’ take it,” he said through clenched teeth as he opened his jeans. He fisted his painful hard-on, groaning as he started pumping and the pain instantly mixed with heightened pleasure.

He licked between her pussy lips, his nose bumping against the tiny hole he also wanted to conquer. He couldn’t believe it took him this long to taste Nora again.

He stood from the floor, hoisting her up into his arms before walking over to her bed. She yelped when he threw her unceremoniously in the middle of the bed before closing her curtains to stop the show for the coffee shop goers from across the street.

He wondered if Nora knew people could have seen them as he licked her cunt from behind. Angel got off on that shit and hoped Nora would be perfect for him in that way, too.

She silently watched him undress as he stalked closer to the bed.

“Take everything off,” he said.

She did and his eyes feasted from her perky tits to her small waist, stilling on the little puff of hair leading down to her pussy. That wasn’t there the last time. He hated how he’d missed this.

Angel realized he would miss out on so much more if he kept his distance from her. He would miss Nora’s cute smiles. Her softness. The kindness she showed everyone she met.

But most of all, he’d missed the way she made him feel about himself.

Worthy.