Fox (Iron Rogues MC #2) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Insta-Love, MC Tags Authors: Series: Iron Rogues MC Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
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She was a delicious mess between her thighs by the time I’d made sure she’d feel her punishment every time she sat down tomorrow.

I ran two fingers through her folds, then brought the sticky digits to my mouth and licked them clean. “So damn sweet,” I murmured.

“Kye. I can’t take any more. Please, fuck me.”

Slipping my hands under her torso, I cupped her big tits and pulled her up so her back was against my chest. I rubbed my long, fat cock against her ass and plucked at her nipple rings as I whispered in her ear. “Gonna fuck you so hard, your pussy is gonna be just as sore as your ass tomorrow. Want you to feel me every time you move and remember what happens when you tease me.”

She moaned and reached back to plunge her fingers into my hair. “Yes,” she cried out.

“Who owns you, baby?”

“You,” she panted.

I glided one hand down to her center and cupped her, pushing two fingers inside her channel. “Who does this pussy belong to?”

She shuddered and moaned. “Ohhhh, yesss.”

“Whose pussy is this, baby?” I snapped before giving her sex a sharp slap.

“You!” she shouted. “It’s yours! Can I come now?”

I positioned my cock at her entrance and grabbed her hips before driving my cock deep inside her, sheathing myself completely and bumping her cervix. “Fucking hell. Swear you’ve gotten tighter since I knocked you up.” I moved my hands to her belly and cupped the swell as I began to pump in and out of her slick heat. “So fucking good,” I groaned. “Love the way you take my cock so damn deep. That’s it, baby, squeeze me. Oh, fuck, yeah.”

“More,” she wheezed, digging her fingers into my scalp. The slight bite of pain sent a zing of pleasure straight to my dick, and I had to work to force back my climax.

“My baby wants it rough?”

She nodded frantically and clenched her inner muscles, shattering my control. “Need you, Kye. Yes! Harder! Oh, yes! Yes! Don’t stop!”

I couldn’t even if I tried. My hands slid over her silky skin, up to cup her tits, and I massaged the mounds as I thrust in and out of her. “Love these tits,” I rasped. “Gonna fuck ’em later. After I fuck your pussy raw.”

Dahlia arched her back, pressing her breasts into my hands as I tugged on her piercings, hissing when her inner muscles spasmed around my shaft. The beast inside me took over, and I pushed her back down before clutching her hips in a bruising grip. I yanked her back each time I slammed my hips forward. The sound of our sweaty skin slapping together heightened my raw need.

“Yes! Yes!” Dahlia threw her head back and clenched the sheets in her fists as she cried out.

“Fuck, baby. Oh, fuck. Take it! Fuck my cock! Fuck, yes! Oh, fuck!”

I slapped each ass cheek twice, then filled her one last time, going as deep as possible before my release whipped through me and I roared her name.

The second my hot seed splashed into her womb, Dahlia screamed and her pussy rippled around my member as orgasm rocked her body.

When I caught my breath and managed to think a little clearer, I held her against me as I maneuvered us onto our sides, staying connected with my dick sheathed inside her and my arms around her.

“Love you, baby,” I said softly. “Merry Christmas.”

“Very merry indeed,” she sighed with giggle. “Love you, too, Kye.”

We lay there in silence for a while, enjoying the afterglow. Then Dahlia turned her head so she could look up at me. “I have one more present for you.”

I raised an eyebrow and waited, trying not to laugh at the adorable twinkle in her pretty green eyes.

“I had an ultrasound today. We’re having twins.”

EPILOGUE

DAHLIA

“Are you ready to get your ears pierced, sweetie?”

Violet did a little celebratory dance, punching her fists in the air as she squealed, “Yes!”

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Fox asked.

“Uh-huh,” Violet chirped with a nod. “I’ve been ready forever.”

Our oldest daughter could be dramatic at times, but she wasn’t exaggerating at the moment. She’d been asking for this ever since she was two.

Since she was a tiny baby, Violet had always been fascinated with the piercings in my ears. Which I found ironic since I had ended up taking out the barbells in my nipples the entire time I was breastfeeding her and Jett. Although it was safe to keep in piercings between feedings, having twins meant that it felt as though one baby or the other was always on my boob. It just hadn’t been worth the effort of taking them off and putting them back on again every hour of the day. Especially when I was barely getting any sleep.

Fox was a fantastic father, but having two infants at the same time had been rough. Even when my parents had come to help for the first two weeks…much to my husband’s dismay since he wanted to keep the babies and me all to himself. Although he ended up being grateful for the help after a few sleepless nights.


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