Nova: Silver Saints MC by Fiona Davenport (red scrolls of magic txt) 📗

was cute, but I also got hard wondering if the pretty pink color was the same shade as her pussy. “Why can’t I stay with Arya?”

My eyes narrowed, and my grin curved into a frown. “I told you, angel. It’s my job to protect you.”

“I’m sure Dax is fully capable of keeping me safe,” she muttered. “I don’t understand why you have to be the one—”

“Don’t you?” I interrupted, dropping the weight of the lower half of my body onto her so my hard-on nestled into the apex of her thighs.

Rylee gasped, and a shudder raced through her body while her nipples visibly hardened beneath her shirt. She stared into my eyes, no doubt seeing the deep, gnawing hunger in their depths. “Who is going to protect me from you?” she whispered.

“Nobody, angel. You’re mine.”

Before she could form a response, I captured Rylee’s lips with mine. I groaned at the velvety texture and ran my tongue along the seam of her mouth. She immediately opened for me, and I inwardly grinned in triumph. Her body knew exactly what she wanted, even if she hadn’t worked it out in her mind.

My tongue slipped inside and rubbed against hers, then swept around for a deeper taste. She inhaled sharply, and her big, soft tits pressed into my chest. The need to feel those heavy globes pillowed against me, skin to skin, overwhelmed me.

I broke our kiss for only a second to rip off my cut and whip my shirt over my head, then covered her mouth once more as I tossed them off to the side. Without breaking the seal of our kiss, I slipped my hands under the hem of her top, splaying my palms over her belly before slowly pushing the shirt up. When her chest was fully exposed, I dipped my index fingers into the edge of her bra and rubbed them over her large, rigid peaks.

Rylee gasped again, and I angled my head to deepen the kiss while I dragged the cups down to free her tits. I cupped them for a moment, gently squeezing them and enjoying the ragged moan it drew from her throat.

Finally, I glided my hands to her sides and brought the rest of my body down on top of her. Sparks erupted wherever our skin touched as if an electric current flowed between us. I groaned and slid my hands up behind her to delve into her wild curls, using the position to pull her head back so her back arched and her mouth opened even more.

I ravaged her with my lips, tongue, and teeth until she was clutching my back, her nails digging into my flesh while she rubbed her nipples back and forth against my chest, moaning at the friction.

All the blood in my body had drained to my groin, and my hips rocked involuntarily, causing us both to cry out. Our kiss broken, I buried my head in her neck and thrust against her again.

“Nova,” Rylee gasped.

“Fuck,” I rasped. “Hearing you say my name in that breathy voice is so fucking hot.”

Rylee widened her legs and bent her knees slightly, giving me room to fully press my cock against her pussy so that on the next thrust, it dragged over her clit.

“Nova!” she cried. “I’m—don’t stop!”

“Never,” I growled. And I fucking meant it. I was going to spend the rest of my life making my woman cream her panties and scream my name.

I sped up my pace just a fraction, and in seconds, she shattered.

My cock was so swollen that the teeth of my zipper made every movement agonizing. It had been completely worth it to see her come apart in my arms like that. But I needed to let it out to get some relief.

While she still shuddered in the throes of her climax, I latched onto one of her delicious nipples and set her back down so I could quickly free my dick.

I wanted nothing more than to sink inside my woman’s virgin pussy and pop her cherry before filling her with my seed. But this was all new to Rylee, and I didn’t want to rush too far ahead and scare the fuck out of her. Besides, I didn’t have it in me to be slow and gentle at the moment, the way she deserved to be taken her first time.

Yet the need to mark her as mine was too strong to ignore, and if I didn’t get some relief, I worried that my cock might break.

I switched to Rylee’s other nipple and moved to straddle her legs. Then I unbuttoned her jeans and yanked them and her panties down below her ass. As I pulled them, my fingers brushed along her drenched pussy.

“Nova, what are you—” Rylee’s pulse had begun to slow, and she was more aware of what was happening, so I kissed her long and deep to rekindle her desire.

Then I mumbled against her lips, “I need some relief, angel. I’m just going to use your juicy pussy to get off.”

“We’re not…?”

“Not this time.”

Her legs were trapped together by her jeans, so I gently opened her folds and slid my cock between them. “Fuck,” I groaned, nearly coming right that second from the absolute bliss of feeling our centers with nothing between them. With her legs nearly closed, her pussy lips wrapped tightly around my cock. And with how wet she was, I glided easily up and down, making sure to rock forward whenever I hit her clit.

“Oh, fuck,” I grunted as pressure built at the base of my spine. “Fuck, yes, angel. You feel so good against me.” Rylee’s hips began to buck with each slide of my dick, and she cried out with pleasure. “That’s it, baby, fuck my cock. We’re going to do this together.”

It would have taken almost nothing to slip inside her, but I grasped at every thread of my remaining control to stop myself. I buried my head in the crook of her neck again and licked and