Archangel (Black Reign MC #11)

Chapter Six

Archangel

I was drowning in her, losing myself completely in the feel of Sonya’s body beneath mine, surrounding my cock. I knew this was wrong on every level, but I couldn’t seem to stop myself from taking what she was so freely offering. What I so desperately craved.

With every thrust into her tight, wet heat, I fell deeper under her spell. This wild, infuriating, beautiful woman had me completely enthralled. I wanted to possess her, own her, make her mine in every way.

Sonya moaned and arched beneath me, her nails raking down my back. The sting only spurred me on, making me fuck her harder. Faster. I felt like I was possessed, chasing my release, chasing that sublime connection with her. The only thing I knew would give me relief, would calm my raging mind and body, was… her. Sonya. I’d been obsessed with her without really acknowledging my feelings and this is where it landed me. Balls-deep inside the woman of my dreams, knowing no good could come of this.

“Angel,” she gasped, her head thrashing on the pillow. “Oh, God! Yes!”

“That’s it, baby.” I growled my praise for her, sounding like some fucking caveman. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t proud of the way I made her lose control. I loved that she clung to me, that she urged me on. I knew I’d pleasured her before and was doing so again. The question was, could I please her enough for her to want to stay with me? To give me a chance to work this out between our clubs. And her daddy. “Come on my cock, Sonya. Milk my cum and take it deep in that sweet pussy.” She did.

I was so fucked, beyond comprehension or salvation. With every thrust, every quiver, every shudder of Sonya’s tight little body beneath mine, I fell deeper under her spell. I knew this had to stop, but I’d be Goddamned if I could remember why. I didn’t want to stop, and she didn’t seem like she wanted to either. I wanted to consume her. Possess her. I had a driving, dominating need to make her mine in every way possible. Including with my property patch, which was totally fucking insane. Not only was Sonya way the fuck too young for me, I wasn’t nearly good enough for her.

None of it stopped me from fucking her now. I was really going to have to come up with a way to explain this to Thorn. Preferably without losing any important body parts. Was I scared of Thorn? No. I simply had too much respect for the man to not take whatever punishment he thought best to deal out with regard to a dirty old man fucking his daughter when he was supposed to be mentoring her.

My hips pistoned forcefully as I drove into her welcoming heat again and again. She clung to me, nails digging into my shoulders, legs locked around my waist. Her moans and cries spurred me on, inflaming my lust to impossible heights.

How the fuck had I lived my entire life without this? Sex had never been like this. I’d never imagined sex could be like this!

I nipped and sucked at the tender skin of her neck, overcome by the primal urge to mark her as mine. Mine . The word echoed in my brain. Yeah. I wanted Sonya to be mine. Hell, she was mine. I just had to figure out how to make it permanent without spooking her. Because I had no illusions the girl wanted me actually in her life. She wanted the rough, hard fuck of a biker. As I saw it, my job was now to make her so addicted to the sex that she was willing to take me on. Yeah. I could do that.

A plan to make her addicted to sex firmly in my mind, I focused entirely on making Sonya come as hard as possible. The instant and immense relief that fell over me was like a warm blanket in the cold of winter. Pleasure Sonya well and she’d never want to leave me. Yeah. It’s a hard life.

She screamed, her pussy squeezing my cock in a forceful massage as she milked my cum from my dick. Denying her wasn’t even a question. I came, planting my seed deep inside her hot pussy. Both of us shouted our releases, the sounds echoing through the tiny cabin as we came together in a powerful climax.

I collapsed on top of her, my weight pinning her down. We lay there, both breathing hard as the sweat dried. Sonya ran her fingers through my hair, and I lost myself in the feeling. She kissed my jaw and chin, sighing softly before settling beneath me. I knew how she felt. I wanted to praise her for giving herself to me so completely and selflessly, but I wasn’t sure how to express everything I was feeling. Hell, I wasn’t sure exactly what I was feeling, which was damned embarrassing. It was my job to take care of everyone’s feelings because I was the level-headed one. The one who had a Zen-like calm. Now, I was anything but calm.

I wanted to love on her some more. To cuddle and kiss and show her I could be sensitive to her needs. Unfortunately, all I could do was pull her to me. I couldn’t do much more than simply breathe. Not after coming my brains out more than once. My body had other ideas. I was spent, tired as hell. I let myself be pulled down, cuddled against her warm body and fell asleep with the scent of Sonya enveloping me like a warm blanket. And I slept like the dead.

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Archangel

For the second time today, I woke up unsure of where I was. Shit like this never happened to me. I was always aware of my surroundings. I groaned, reaching for… something. I opened my eyes and recognized the tiny cabin… and it all came back to me in a rush.

Sonya. The woman who’d haunted me. The soul-shattering sex. And she was not in my bed where she was supposed to be.

I sat up with a groan. “I’m definitely gettin’ too old for this shit.” I found my pants and slung them on. My shoes followed. I couldn’t find my shirt and said fuck it. Clothes weren’t important. Finding Sonya was.

She wasn’t in the other cabin, or out by the pond. Which was when I noticed the front gate wasn’t closed all the way. Immediately, I patted down my pockets for my keys. Not there. I hurried to the gate, knowing what I was going to find.

“That beautiful little bitch.” In the padlock on the gate, my keys were looped over the lock while the hook was open and hanging in the ring that would latch the gate. I had to chuckle. It wasn’t funny, either. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d slept so soundly I missed someone moving literally right under my nose. The woman had completely worn me out and I was not sorry. Not even a little bit. Thorn could try to kill me if that’s what he wanted to do, but I’d fucked Sonya and loved every blistering second of it.

I took in a deep breath, the morning air warm and fresh, puffing my chest out. Yeah. Sonya had screamed my name. Several times. I’d satisfied her too. She’d clung to me and begged for more until she’d finally gone limp in my arms. So yeah. I was damned proud of myself.

I hurried back to my cabin and found a clean shirt, then went in search of my wayward charge. She hadn’t taken the side by side, which surprised me. Likely she was hoping to slip by security and outside the compound without anyone knowing. She should have known better. Ripper didn’t miss anything. I took the vehicle she’d neglected and headed to the main part of the compound. Even if she didn’t head there straight away, she’d end up there before she could leave.

A few minutes later, I skidded to a stop in front of the main clubhouse. I hopped out and went inside, looking for Sonya. She wasn’t in the immediate area, but there were other places she could be.

“Ripper? You here?” Ripper’s office was just off the common room. If he was in the clubhouse, he’d be in his office.

“Yep. That you, Angel?” Ripper leaned back in his chair so he could look out the door. “Though you were with Sonya at the Oasis?”

“I was. She stole my keys and gave me the slip.”

Ripper, the bastard, thought that was the height of hilarity. “Fuck me,” he chuckled. “She’s her father’s daughter. Girl’s fuckin’ smart.”

“Yep. Can you see if she’s still on the property?”

“She’s on the property. I got an alarm from your privacy gate when she opened it. She’s finally realized she’s going to have to go to the main gate to get outta here. Either that or she knows you’ll be onto her soon and figured speed over stealth.” He nodded out the door. “If you head to the gate now, she’ll be about ten minutes behind you.”

“Thanks, man. I owe you one.”

“Nah. Just bring the hellion back and spank her ass.”

I nearly stumbled. I did choke, but didn’t stop to catch my breath. Instead, I ignored Ripper’s laughter and hurried to the main gate. Sure enough, ten minutes later, Sonya hurried in my direction.