Free Lucifer’s Fury (A Motorcycle Club Romance) by Jacee Macguire Page B
Authors: Jacee Macguire
“I plan to be your first – and last – for a lot of things, Lola. I’m going to ruin you for all other men. I’m going to keep you for myself. Forever, Lola. For fucking ever,” he growled.
And my heart finally felt full and at peace. I felt like my world – my life – finally was whole again.
Chapter 9: Pandora
I plan to be your first – and last – for a lot of things. I’m going to keep you for myself. Forever, Lola. For fucking ever.
I heard the truth ring loud and clear through every single word.
Before I could utter so much as a single word in reply, he claimed me with a hard kiss, pulling my body beneath his. I eagerly kissed him back, tasting him and sucking on the tip of his tongue. He groaned, the vibration deep in his chest causing me to squirm against him uncontrollably. His thick hard cock rubbed against my insanely wet panties.
I should’ve beeen embarrassed but I just didn’t give a single fuck. I was wrapped up in this moment and everything else in the world just didn’t matter anymore. I whimpered, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him closer.
“All I want to do is bury my cock deep inside of you, doll,” he whispered against my lips.
“Then do it,” I gasped, my need taking over my mind, my body, and my soul. “Just do it. Please.”
There was a fierce determination in his eyes I’d never seen before. It was strangely erotic and dangerous all at the same time. His breathing was so heavy, obviously trying to keep a handle on his control… but I wanted him to lose that control.
Thrusting my hips against him, I saw that control begin to slip, little by little, each time I squirmed and writhed against him. I needed him to lose control and just fucking take me, claim me as his own. My pussy was so damn hot, a scorching sea of flaming desire just waiting for him to put it out or stoke it until it burned endlessly. I didn’t care which. I really didn’t.
With a short nod, Jasper tossed the sheet away. His large body, covered in beautiful tattoos, shifted and slowly moved down my trembling body. His thumb brushed over my bottom lip, down my neck, leaving a fiery trail in its wake.
“Has anyone ever tasted your sweet little pussy, my sweet Lola?”
Not trusting my words, I simply shook my head. God, was he really going to do that? I hoped so.
He smiled wickedly at my response. “Then I’ll make sure you never want anyone other than me. I’m staking my claim, Lola. You and me from here on out, doll. You’re mine… and mine alone.”
His head dipped down, his nose pressing against the moist crotch of my thong. He moaned and growled, inhaling deeply, his tongue striking out fast and furious.
Fuck. So good.
Jasper sat up suddenly, his hands grasping my panties at the waist, his eyes burning white-hot as they met mine. “I hope these aren’t a favorite pair.”
He ripped them free of my body, tossed the shredded remnants to the floor, and lowered his head again. His thick black hair was all I could see as he turned his head to the side and delivered a sharp bite of his teeth on my thigh, followed by a long slow lick, soothing the pain into a mind-numbing pleasure like I’d never known.
“Oh God!” I cried out, his name a breathless pant oozing from my lips.
“Not God, doll. Jasper.” He chuckled before giving my other thigh the same delicious treatment.
My body was trembling violently as he glanced up at me, taking in the beaded points of my nipples, the harsh rise and fall of my breasts, as his hands pushed my thighs open wider and wider.
I didn’t miss the cocky and bold look on his face, the way his eyes burned for me as he glanced down at my glistening pink flesh, swollen and ready for his taking. I was sure he’d done this many, many times before but now wasn’t the time to think about all the other women that came before me. Pushing the painful thought away, I raised my hips and whimpered. “Please.”
“Please what?”
My face heated, a
And my heart finally felt full and at peace. I felt like my world – my life – finally was whole again.
Chapter 9: Pandora
I plan to be your first – and last – for a lot of things. I’m going to keep you for myself. Forever, Lola. For fucking ever.
I heard the truth ring loud and clear through every single word.
Before I could utter so much as a single word in reply, he claimed me with a hard kiss, pulling my body beneath his. I eagerly kissed him back, tasting him and sucking on the tip of his tongue. He groaned, the vibration deep in his chest causing me to squirm against him uncontrollably. His thick hard cock rubbed against my insanely wet panties.
I should’ve beeen embarrassed but I just didn’t give a single fuck. I was wrapped up in this moment and everything else in the world just didn’t matter anymore. I whimpered, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him closer.
“All I want to do is bury my cock deep inside of you, doll,” he whispered against my lips.
“Then do it,” I gasped, my need taking over my mind, my body, and my soul. “Just do it. Please.”
There was a fierce determination in his eyes I’d never seen before. It was strangely erotic and dangerous all at the same time. His breathing was so heavy, obviously trying to keep a handle on his control… but I wanted him to lose that control.
Thrusting my hips against him, I saw that control begin to slip, little by little, each time I squirmed and writhed against him. I needed him to lose control and just fucking take me, claim me as his own. My pussy was so damn hot, a scorching sea of flaming desire just waiting for him to put it out or stoke it until it burned endlessly. I didn’t care which. I really didn’t.
With a short nod, Jasper tossed the sheet away. His large body, covered in beautiful tattoos, shifted and slowly moved down my trembling body. His thumb brushed over my bottom lip, down my neck, leaving a fiery trail in its wake.
“Has anyone ever tasted your sweet little pussy, my sweet Lola?”
Not trusting my words, I simply shook my head. God, was he really going to do that? I hoped so.
He smiled wickedly at my response. “Then I’ll make sure you never want anyone other than me. I’m staking my claim, Lola. You and me from here on out, doll. You’re mine… and mine alone.”
His head dipped down, his nose pressing against the moist crotch of my thong. He moaned and growled, inhaling deeply, his tongue striking out fast and furious.
Fuck. So good.
Jasper sat up suddenly, his hands grasping my panties at the waist, his eyes burning white-hot as they met mine. “I hope these aren’t a favorite pair.”
He ripped them free of my body, tossed the shredded remnants to the floor, and lowered his head again. His thick black hair was all I could see as he turned his head to the side and delivered a sharp bite of his teeth on my thigh, followed by a long slow lick, soothing the pain into a mind-numbing pleasure like I’d never known.
“Oh God!” I cried out, his name a breathless pant oozing from my lips.
“Not God, doll. Jasper.” He chuckled before giving my other thigh the same delicious treatment.
My body was trembling violently as he glanced up at me, taking in the beaded points of my nipples, the harsh rise and fall of my breasts, as his hands pushed my thighs open wider and wider.
I didn’t miss the cocky and bold look on his face, the way his eyes burned for me as he glanced down at my glistening pink flesh, swollen and ready for his taking. I was sure he’d done this many, many times before but now wasn’t the time to think about all the other women that came before me. Pushing the painful thought away, I raised my hips and whimpered. “Please.”
“Please what?”
My face heated, a