Free The Soldiers of Wrath MC 1 Owned by the Bastard by Sam Crescent, Jenika Snow

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    “You’re so responsive to my touch. Will you be this responsive when I have my cock buried deep in your ass?”
    She didn’t answer, couldn’t. The sting of his hand coming into contact with her ass had her gasping once more. He spanked her harder this time. The pain was a sharp contrast to the pleasure he had just delivered.
    “Answer me.” His voice was dark, demanding.
    “God, I want to feel you in my ass.” She felt herself blush, not because she had said the words, but because she had meant them.
    “I am so hard for you. Do you feel what you do to me?” He lifted off her back and she felt his erection slide across her ass.
    “Yes,” she breathed out.
    In the next second he was slowly pushing all of his hard inches into her. Tears stung her eyes, and she started to feel the burn and stretch of being filled completely. It was like nothing she had ever felt. The sting of the tip of his cock popping through the tight ring of muscle had her squeezing her eyes shut.
    “That’s it, baby. Take all of my cock. Take it all, Deanna.”
    When he was completely inside of her he didn’t move. Demon gripped the cheeks of her ass, intermittently as if it was agony being still. She pushed back against him, telling him without words she was ready. He hissed under his breath and gripped her hips hard.
    “You’re tempting a fucking beast, Deanna,” Demon said low.
    “Fuck me, Demon.” She looked over her shoulder at him. “Make me feel something else tonight.”
    He started moving in and out of her and soon the burn of pain was replaced by something far more pleasing. Each time he pushed into her that desire heightened. When he reached in front of her and started rubbing her clit she didn’t care that she was letting a bad man fuck her. Right now he was what was keeping her sane, and for that she wanted him like she wanted to breathe.
    One thrust, two thrusts, and on the third one he buried himself balls deep in her ass and cursed loudly. His language was crass and vile, but it reflected the strong emotion they both felt. After his big body was no longer tense, he loosened his hands on her hips, and cursed out as he gently pulled out of her. Instantly she felt his cum start to slip from her ass, but she didn’t care about the warmth of it, or the fact he had filled her completely.
    He lay beside her, but he didn’t push her away or leave her in the aftereffects of what they had done. He pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her. She let herself slip into an endorphin-filled coma. It was then, in the darkness surrounding them, that the idea of fighting him seemed abhorrent. Deanna let herself slip into the darkness, because being with Demon didn’t seem so frightening anymore. In fact, it felt like the safest place to be.

D emon held onto the fiery-tempered woman in his arms. He’d fucked her pussy and had taken her ass without really preparing her. Guilt hit him hard and square in the chest at the way he’d used her. Most women needed to take time to accept him. He wasn’t a small man. Staring down into Deanna’s sleeping face, he knew she was different. She wasn’t like a lot of women. Deanna had given herself to him, trusted him when a lot of women would have gone running at what he did tonight.
    He murdered her father right in front of her and he wouldn’t hesitate to do it again if he could do it over. She was so breathtakingly beautiful that she made him want to be something he’d never been. He wanted to care for her. Demon didn’t care about anything but the club. His one true loyalty held within the four walls of the MC to all the men who served him. They served him, and they served the club.
    Pushing some hair off her face, Demon watched her sleep.
    “You’re going to cause me a shit load of problems. I can sense it.”
    Untangling himself from her body, he stopped when he saw his seed leaking out of her ass. He gripped the back of his head at the sight. Using a condom had been