Chapter 14 #2
"You keep looking at me like that and this is going to be over before it starts," he warned.
"Then hurry up and fuck me," I demanded.
His eyes flashed again as he grinned at me. "Whatever my old lady demands."
He stepped up behind me and slid a hand between my legs. His fingers parted my pussy lips and he groaned when he found me soaking wet for him. He slid two fingers inside me, thrusting deep and fast. My head fell forward against the couch as I moaned in pleasure.
"Fuck, you're tight," he rasped.
I rocked back against his hand, loving the way he filled me. It wasn't enough, though. I needed more. "Hellfire," I pleaded.
He pulled his fingers free and positioned his cock at my entrance. He held still for a second and I looked back at him with a frown. He was watching me with such intensity that it sent a shiver through me. Then he was pushing into me, filling me inch by inch until he was seated deep inside me.
"Fuck, Kit," he groaned.
I gasped, understanding why he'd hesitated.
He hadn't bothered to put a condom on. I was on birth control, so he wasn't going to get me pregnant, but the thought of having his baby made me shiver.
I wouldn't mind so much. Just...not yet.
We had so much to learn about each other, and to enjoy about finally being together.
We didn't need any distractions. Some day.
Someday I wanted this man's babies. "I'm on the pill," I gritted, forcing the words out even though a moan was fighting to free itself from my chest. He filled me to the point of pain.
His cock was fucking huge and each time I'd taken it, I'd worried it wouldn't fit. It always did.
"I know, baby," he said, his voice strained as he held still, letting me adjust to him. "But fuck, you feel so good."
I pushed back against him, needing more.
He pulled out slowly and then slammed back in.
His fingers dug into my hips as he fucked me hard and fast. My fingers gripped the back of the couch as I tried to stay upright under the onslaught.
He pounded into me, his balls slapping against my clit with each thrust. The sound of our skin smacking together filled the air, along with our grunts and moans.
My body tightened, an orgasm already building inside me. I'd never come so quickly before, but Hellfire was like a fucking magician with his cock. It didn't take long before I was screaming out my release as it ripped through me.
He kept fucking me, not letting up for one second. I was still riding the high of my orgasm when another started building deep inside me. "Oh my God, Hell," I gasped, my head falling forward again as I fought to catch my breath.
"You want another one, baby?" he growled. "I'm gonna give it to you." His fingers dug in even harder, bruising my hips, and I loved it. I wanted him to mark me. Wanted everyone to know that I was his. That we were finally together.
"Yes," I moaned. "Yes, yes, yessss."
"Fuck yeah," he grunted. He thrust harder, faster, until I was screaming again as another orgasm ripped through me. This time he followed me over the edge, his cock jerking inside me as he came.
He collapsed against my back, pressing me into the couch cushions beneath us. We stayed there for a minute, both of us trying to catch our breath.
I moaned in pleasure as he lifted off me and started moving around. It rubbed his dick against all the right places while he was still lodged inside me. The next thing I knew his dick popped out of me, I was in his arms, and we were falling. I squealed, grasping onto him for dear life.
He chuckled as we landed on the couch and he held me close.
I buried my face in his chest, enjoying the feel of his chest hair on my cheek.
He'd kicked off his boots and jeans then had just fallen over the back of the couch.
He was lying on it now, and I was on top of him.
His huge hand smoothed my hair off the side of my face as I rested against him.
He kept petting me, and I had to admit, it felt good.
The hangover was only a minor nagging, easily ignored.
I sighed, content to lay there with him.
We'd have more fights. It was inevitable as we learned each other's boundaries, but if they all ended like this? My lips curled into a satisfied smile. I didn't mind too much.
"What are you smiling about?" he asked, his fingers trailing down my back.
"Nothing," I told him, snuggling closer to him.
He snorted. "I doubt that."
"I'm just happy," I admitted.
"Good," he said, his voice gruff. "I like making you happy."
"I can tell."
He laughed at that. "So, what now?"
I lifted my head and looked down at him. His eyes were soft as he watched me. "I forgive you for being a jackass."
He choked on a laugh, then just shook his head. He slapped my ass, the sound overpowering my gasp of shock. "Appreciate that."
I laughed with him, laying back down against his chest. I didn't have to worry about being too heavy for him.
He was a behemoth. "What was happening last night?
" I asked. I held my breath, wondering if he was going to tell me.
In the past, it was Smoke's job to keep me informed of the things that the club wanted us to know. That duty had now shifted to Hellfire.
"We found another business that The Italians are operating out of," he told me.
The words vibrated through my head as he spoke.
With my ear pressed to his chest, I could hear his heart beating, echoing through my head.
The steady sound was soothing. He was here.
He was mine. And for now, at least, he was alive and well.
I couldn't ask for him to not go up against the mafia.
Just like I couldn't ask that of my brother.
Or the others. It worried me. The Italians weren't some random group of guys oppressing women out in the desert.
The cult never had a chance against the MC.
But even then, Hellfire had been shot. It would be worse with The Italians. They knew what they were doing.
"What's wrong?" His fingers brushing over my body sent goosebumps scattering over my skin.
"I'm scared," I admitted.
His arms came around me and he crushed me with a hug. "I'll never let anything happen to you, Vixen."
"It's not that," I told him. "I'm scared for you," I admitted after a brief hesitation.
He dropped his arms and his huge hand grasped my chin, forcing my whole body to turn so he could make me meet his eyes.
Amusement shone in the brown depths I'd come to know so well.
He had beautiful eyes. So deep and dark, I swore I got lost in them more often than not.
"You don't have to worry for me, Gorgeous.
" He flashed a grin that just made him even more sexy. "They don't stand a chance against us."
"I know," I sighed. "You're better trained than they will ever be, but Hell... What if something happens? I can't lose you now." I swallowed hard, trying to fight back the tears that were pricking my eyes.
He sat up, taking me with him and cuddled me on his lap. Kissing the side of my face, he promised, "Nothing’s going to happen, Vixen. I promise."
Sighing again, I relaxed against him, groaning when he began kissing me once more. "What are you doing?" I asked between kisses.
"What do you think?" he asked, tongue tracing the shell of my ear.
Shuddering with pleasure, I huffed, "Bothering me." I laughed when he growled in my ear. "I have work to do."
"You're not working right now," he pointed out.
"No, but if you keep distracting me, then I'll never get it done," I told him.
He chuckled and leaned back, pulling me with him. "Then let's get some sleep."
"Sleep?" I asked, surprised.
"Yeah. Sleep. You're exhausted." He studied me for a moment. "When was the last time you slept in?"
My brows pulled together as I tried to remember. I didn't like lounging in bed. There was always so much to get done. I laughed when he adjusted me on top of him. "I'm not going to be able to sleep on you like this. We should at least go back to bed."
"Too far," he grunted. "Relax," he murmured, running his finger up and down my spine. After a few minutes he grabbed a blanket off the back of the couch and spread it over us.
Something about being surrounded by him, being held in his arms set me at ease.
I knew every piece of myself was safe with him.
We hadn't told each other how we felt about one another, verbally anyway, but I wouldn't be able to hold back telling him for long.
The love inside me was fighting my control.