UnCage me (Savage Beast MC Book 8) - Hayley Faiman (rooftoppers TXT) 📗

by the way Dylan stares at my bare breasts, he wasn’t anticipating me bare-breasted.

“Fuck,” he hisses.

Slowly he lifts his eyes to meet mine and I suddenly feel nervous beneath his gaze. Before I can ask him if everything is okay, he lets out a grunt, then takes a step closer to me, his hips fitting between my thighs.

“Fucking beautiful, Sunny,” he rasps, his voice is low and husky, so sexy that a chill breaks out over my entire body.

I reach up and cup his cheeks, my thumb sliding along his bottom lip. He nips the pad of my thumb as I feel his hands between us, he’s shifting and moving around, but I can’t look away from his darkened gaze as he stares into my soul.

His fingers hook in the sides of my panties and I let out a gasp as he rips them to shreds. My lips part in awe as his fingers slide through my folds. His expression is set hard, his jaw clenched as he works his fingers between my legs.

I can’t look away. I watch as his nostrils flare, his fingers working magically and touching everywhere I need them to. He’s an expert and it doesn’t take long before I’m so close again, it feels even bigger than it did the first time.

“Makin’ you stay, Sunny,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper.

My head falls back between my shoulders, my back arches and my orgasm takes me by surprise. It consumes me. I can’t hold back the cry as my hips jerk and buck. I feel his lips wrap around one of my nipples and he sucks me in deep, his teeth biting down around me.

Sliding my hands around his shoulders, I bury one of my hands in his hair and grip the strands as I hold him against my breast, loving the bite of pain that he’s delivering, my hips unable to stop as I continue to ride out my climax.

Tugging on his hair, he lifts his head, I can feel him pressing against me. “Please, Dylan. Keep me,” I breathe.

He doesn’t say anything, his eyes search mine and without a word of warning, he slams deep inside of me. I cry out, louder than I intend, my fingers gripping his hair and shoulder so tightly that I no doubt leave marks and pull some strands out.

It hurts.

I feel like he’s going to rip my entire body in two, but he doesn’t move once he’s inside. He stares at me in silence, his gaze focused on mine and nowhere else. One of his hands grips my hip, the other lifts and his hand cups my cheek.

“Never wanted anything the way I want this, Sunny. Keeping you. Claiming you right here and right now. You are mine. Your body is mine. Your heart is mine. And your babies will be mine.”

My eyes widen from his words and I realize that he’s inside of me, with no protection. Which means he wants those babies to be his now. Nodding my head, I turn my head and touch my lips to his palm.

“I’m yours, Dylan.”

His lips curve up into a grin. “Yeah, I kind of knew that, baby.”

JAGUAR

I shouldn’t have fucked her. Was it fucking? It doesn’t feel like just a fuck, it felt like a hell of a lot more. I meant it when I said I’d never wanted anything the way I want her, the way I wanted to be inside of her.

Gathering her close, my hips won’t stop, I can’t stop. Burying my face in her neck, I come deep inside of her, planting myself and allowing my cum to spill inside of her sweet body. This is so fucking wrong, but nothing about it feels that way.

She releases the tight grip that she had on my hair and I lift my head to look into her eyes. I’m not sure that I want to see her look back at me. I’m sure that I hurt her, sure that she wasn’t ready for what I gave her, but I also knew that I couldn’t stop myself.

“Dylan,” she breathes, tears streaked down her cheeks.

Then she does something that I don’t expect. Her lips curve up into a small smile. “That was amazing,” she whispers.

Fuck. Me.

“Yeah,” I grunt in agreement.

It was amazing, though she’s not experienced at all, it was the best I’ve ever had. Searching her eyes, I wonder what this means now. I know that I want her in my bed, as my Old Lady, but I also know that I can’t make her that until I get in good standing again with the club.

That could take years.

Dragon wants me to claim her, but doesn’t he realize that I’m just a prospect? Doesn’t he know that it’s just not as easy as it is for him or anyone else. I fucked this up, I should have let her go. My selfishness strikes again and I took something that wasn’t mine to take. Just like Della, just like Charm, just like trying to kill Eagle.

All not my fucking decisions to make.

Instead of pushing her away, walking away, and not looking back. I gently pull out of her, even though it’s exactly where I wish I could stay for a lifetime.

Looking around, I decide I’m an even bigger piece of shit than I thought. I fucked her in a warehouse, her first time, on a table that I packaged dope on not too long ago. She doesn’t deserve me, and I took her anyway.

“Dylan?” she asks as I take a step back and tug my jeans up, buttoning them.

I didn’t even take my fucking pants off to take her virginity. What a fucking dick. Lifting my head, I look at her. She’s got my cum leaking from between her legs and her tits are out, one with a bite mark all the way around, my mark on her beautiful body.

She’s got my dirt on her.

Taking my prospect cut off, I peel my shirt off and