Forbidden (Serpent Sinners MC #3)

Prologue

Zoe

“Nikolaev will assassinate him,” I told Prime as he tried to undress me. He was sitting on the side of the bed. He was unable to move as quickly as when he was in top physical shape. I could have evaded him easily, but I didn’t wish to.

“I believe Drago heeded your warnings. He’ll watch his back,” Prime promised before taking my breast into his warm mouth and sucking.

The instant wave of need that rushed over my body erased all thoughts of my father. I’d missed Prime’s mouth and his rough hands for the last several weeks. I was greedy with desire as I always seemed to be whenever he laid hands on me. I wanted him inside me immediately… deep, fast and hard.

“Fuck me,” I demanded, shocking myself with my bravery and impulsiveness.

“Such a filthy mouth you’ve gotten lately. I think you’ve spent too much time in Flame’s company,” he muttered against my belly. “But damn it makes me hard to hear those words coming out of your sweet mouth.”

“Show me how hard you are,” I ordered, liking how it felt to tell this man what to do.

He chuckled against the mound he’d uncovered when he yanked my thong to my feet, and replied, “Soon.” The warm air coming from his mouth made my core quiver in anticipation. Moisture gathered there quickly. He caught the musky scent and spread me apart in order to lick across the gap.

My knees shook as I moved my legs apart to provide him with better access. I wanted his tongue to ravage the nub hidden under the folds. I needed him to put his fingers deep inside me and bring me to climax quickly. I was already aching so badly I could barely stand.

He obliged with his fingers, pushing them deep inside me and taking my breath away, but he raised his head up with a groan.

I realized bending far enough to finish what he’d begun with his mouth was too painful.

He wasn’t completely healed inside. I offered a solution, one that excited me intensely.

“Lay down,” I commanded.

He looked at me questionably, so I added, “Trust me.”

I regretted him moving his fingers from my body, but knew they’d be replaced soon with something much larger and more gratifying.

He laid on his back while I removed his pants and allowed his cock to spring out. He had told the truth. It was swollen, heavy, and hard. The skin covering it was stretched tautly, the veins a dark blue and visible. He’d missed screwing me as much as I’d missed him.

I gave his cock one long swipe of my tongue as I climbed into the bed. His body jerked and he moaned loudly.

“You’re a fucking tease,” he grumbled when I continued moving past his privates and upward toward his mouth, dragging my tongue over the flesh I encountered on the way.

“But I will eventually make good on my promise,” I stated, surprising him by straddling his face.

Prime knew what I wanted. He immediately used his callused fingers to open me wide. His tongue delved deeply into my body. Hot and wet it swirled inside me, tasting me with a groan of delight before his lips settled on the clit and sucked hard and fast.

The climax came upon me like an avalanche, sudden and pounding. I pulsated and throbbed so hard I had to hold onto the headboard while Prime filled his mouth with my juices.

As the climax slowed, he grabbed my hips and shoved me down so that I hovered over his erect cock.

It was practically vibrating with the need to explode.

He swiftly guided it into my still quaking body and heaved his hips upward.

His cock stretched me to the limit. My flesh gave way and surrounded his rock hardness with silky muscles already drenched in cum, and the next climax began building.

His hips continued rising as he pounded into me with more force than I had imagined he could summon in his weakened state.

I caught the rhythm and rode him like a wild animal, seeking to take all that he could give me.

This was what I’d needed to remind me we had survived.

This was what I’d defied my father and the mafia for. Prime, it was always for Prime.

Somehow I’d known when I’d chosen my tattoo. I was meant to find him. He was my destiny.

My body shook as I came again, squeezing his cock and milking him as he gave me his seed. The warmth of his cum sent me flying one last time. I collapsed on his chest, and I relaxed fully for the first time since our capture.

Prime’s hand brushed across my tattoo, and he whispered, “Mine,” before falling asleep.

I smiled. I hoped he meant it because I had a secret to tell him.

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