Fudge's Sprite: (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC Book 4)

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until Nick was laying underneath mine, and grabbed hold of his hot pulsating cock. When I found my hole, I pushed my hips down, as I thrust his cock inside me. The pleasure of the pain, at the initial stretch, had my juices pooling round the base of his cock, as I took him deep inside me in one movement. For a moment, I just sat motionlessly, as we became adjusted to each other. Nick let me take control and slowly I began to lift my hips up, only to drop them down again. Soon, I had a rhythm going which I was happy with. As I increased the pace, Nick began to thrust back into me. When I withdrew, he pulled back, as I push down, he would thrust in deep.
    “Fuck Nick, I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to last.”
    “That’s it baby, take me in. All the way in”
    As Nick murmured, his thrusting became swifter and deeper. His thumb flickering over my pulsing swelling nub. Unable to hold back any longer, I screamed as the nerves in my sex, finally let go of my release. My body pounding with blood as I came all over Nick’s condom covered dick. Quickly, Nick spun me until I was laying on my back and thrust furiously, until he found his own release. When he was finally spent, Nick pulled out, and lay beside me on the bed, his arms pulling me close to him.
    “Fuck Ellie, I needed that. But we were supposed to have gone slow.”
    “We can go slow next time, Nick.”
    As I began to cool down, my skin became clammy and cold, reaching down to the ground, I grabbed the duet which Nick had thrown to the floor earlier and threw it over us both.
    “We should get cleaned Nick.”
    “Why? When I’m rested, we’ll be going for another round.”
    “Nick?”
    “Yes”
    “We need to talk.”
    “About the break-in?”
    Since leaving my place, we had not spoken about what had happened. I still could not believe that someone had broken into my home, and left feces and other stuff in the bedroom. Nick had been right. I would not have been able to sleep in my bedroom tonight. I was not sure if I would be able to tomorrow. Already I was thinking of buying a new bed and bedding.
    The writing on the mirror had left me cold and I was thankful, the kids had not been in the house, or that they had come up to the room. The mattress had been ripped. “Next time it’ll not be the bed” A shiver ran through my body and I snuggled closer to Nick, seeking his warmth.
    “Who do you think did it, Nick?”
    Nick’s fingers idly traced my arm, the touch, soft against my flesh. Yet I was not finding it soothing, like I would normally.
    “One of Tats’ men.”
    “Why would they do that?”
    Nick’s body tensed next to mine, and it was a moment before he spoke.
    “Because he must have found out that we’ve discovered his hideout. And I guess it was a warning to Devil’s Comfort.”
    “Why me Nick, and not one of the others?”
    It takes Nick that long to answer, that I am beginning to think he was going to ignore my question.
    “I don’t know. Maybe he thought you’d be easier to frighten. What with having two kids, and living on your own. The others always go home with their men.”
    As I digest the information Nick, has passed on to me, I have another question.
    “Who would know about you and me? Today is the first day we were seen in public.”
    “Ellie, we live in a small town. Everybody knows every ones business. What they don’t know, they make up.”
    Nick was right. Had it not been Eliza, who had first broached the subject of Nick and me. And she must have heard it from someone.
    “Nick, was everyone aware of our relationship since the beginning?”
    The goose bumps on my arms were returning, and the small hairs, were beginning to stand up, and I was not sure if this was from anticipation, as my pussy began to clench again. Or from dread, that everyone has always been aware of my relationship with Nick.
    Carl, had not been buried long, before Nick had taken me to bed, offering me the comfort, I was in need of.
    “No

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