Brute’s Revenge (Evil Fallen Bratva MC #1) Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Dark, Mafia, MC, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Evil Fallen Bratva MC Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44321 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
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Another moan. Another whimper.

He did toss the thong to the floor. It would come in handy later, but for now, he wanted it out of his way. Putting his hand back on her soft skin, he stroked around the curve of her hip, going toward her ass. He gripped the flesh and she whimpered.

It was a small sound. Letting go of her neck, he broke the kiss. As he trailed his fingers down her body, going toward her ass to grip the flesh, he kissed down her neck, right to her pulse. Sliding his tongue back and forth across the spot, he heard her sudden intake of breath.

She was a sensitive woman. He filed that information away for later.

Brute loved her body so much and he planned on playing with her a lot. This body was designed to be played with, and he was going to enjoy exploring her, pushing her boundaries, seeing how far he could take her.

Pushing her to the bed, Faith sat down, and he moved her into position, making sure the wedding dress was beneath her.

“I want you to trust me, but if I take this too far and you can’t handle it, tell me to stop,” he said.

She nodded her head and that was all the acknowledgement he needed to then take another kiss. It was a quick brush of lips, and then he started to work his way down her body. He licked at her pulse, then kissed down her body, going toward her tits.

These tits had been plaguing his dreams. They were constantly covered because he’d not been able to see her completely naked, and for whatever fucking reason, his imagination had not been able to fill in the blanks. Now, he could. She looked stunning. Full tits and large nipples. They were designed to have a man sucking on them, and his mouth watered for a taste. He just couldn’t get enough of her. She made his dick ache and it was already a tight fit in his pants.

Pressing those tits together, he took one nipple into his mouth before moving onto the other. He went back and forth, sliding his tongue over each rounded bud, and then he couldn’t resist biting down just a little. Not too much because he didn’t want to hurt her.

She writhed beneath him. The pleasured sounds spilled from her lips, driving him crazy.

He wanted to fuck her so badly, but before he did that, he wanted to give her pleasure. Fucking her for the first time was going to cause her pain. There was no way to avoid it. All he could do was prepare her pussy, get her nice and slick. He didn’t want to use any lubrication. He wanted to feel her soaking-wet pussy sliding across his dick as he took her inch by inch.

Brute had never seen the enthrallment of a virgin. He knew men paid a lot of money for virgins, but he was only ever interested in women who knew what they were doing. Why would men care for an inexperienced woman?

Knowing there was no other man before him, that Faith could be one hundred percent his, was indeed a little … enthralling. No man had touched Faith. No man had tasted her. No man had been inside her. She was pure.

And after he was done with her, she’d be all his. He didn’t know why he even liked the thought of it. He was no hypocrite. He was more than happy for women to enjoy their time with men. They deserved to spread their wild oats, or whatever the fuck the saying was.

All those other women were not Faith. She belonged to him. And he wasn’t going to give her up.

He trailed down, giving her stomach kisses and he moved her legs, spreading them wider to accommodate him. The scent of her pussy was intoxicating and he found himself getting harder. He was going to have to take his pants off soon, before his dick tore a hole in them.

Stroking her thighs, he went to the lips of her pussy. She had a small thatch of hair on either side of her lips, and just above. Good. He didn’t like to think he was licking a girl. He wanted a woman. A full, ripe woman, ready to take his cock.

He had a feeling if he treated Faith right, she would be his own personal walking, talking, sex dream.

Spreading the lips of her sex open, he stared down at her swollen clit.

He had to keep reminding himself that she was a virgin. He wouldn’t forget it, not as he pressed his tongue to her clit. Faith gasped and he knew she was going to be super sensitive, especially if just the lightest touch had her squirming beneath him.

Moving his hands underneath her ass, he cupped her butt, holding her in place, and then pressed his tongue against her clit. Her moans echoed off the walls.


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