Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“I just want to be with you,” she whispered.
Yeah, he wanted to be with her, too, but he wanted to make sure she was lost in it all.
She was his, and it took this fucked up situation to show Fury there wasn’t anyone else in the world for either of them.
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Angelina wanted to be with him, wanted to feel his dick inside of her, thrusting, making her get off. She didn’t care that Stone might be able to hear them.
She also didn’t care that come tomorrow a lot of shit was going to go down with her father and the club. This was just about them right now.
He stared at her while cupping her cheek, and raw, unadulterated lust slammed into her, so fast and fierce it took her breath away.
Fury had his hands on her ass, curled his fingers around the flesh, and helped her back on the bed until she was sprawled on it.
For long seconds he just looked down at her, and then he was on his knees before her, pushing her thighs further apart.
“This is about you, baby,” he said right before he leaned forward and started running his tongue along her inner thigh, getting closer to her pussy. She shamelessly lifted her hips, needing more.
She felt free with him, safe and protected, despite the irony of it all.
The chill in the air seeped over her flesh, and she knew her nipples were hard, elongated for him. The tissue felt sensitive.
Her erogenous zones tingled as he watched her. It was like Fury wanted to memorize every inch of her.
“I’d kill anyone that hurt you, that thought about hurting you,” he said under his breath, as if he spoke to himself. “And I know how fucking crazy that sounds given the fact I’m the one that drugged and kidnapped you, chained you up like an animal.”
Her heart was thundering in her chest.
“My mind wasn’t in a good place, and all I wanted was revenge. But ever since I saw you something in me shifted. I just didn’t want to acknowledge it, any of it.” A second of silence passed between them. “But no more, Angelina. It’s you and me, and I don’t want to fuck this up any more than I have.”
She nodded, knowing what he meant.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful. You shouldn’t want me because of the type of man I am.” She saw his throat work as he swallowed, felt his fingers rubbing over her leg, back and forth.
He stared at her eyes, moved an inch closer so he was right in front of her now and his cock was right between her thighs.
“Spread your legs wider. Let me see your soaking cunt.”
His coarse language sent her arousal higher, and she didn’t even hesitate to do what he said. She felt weak with need, and Angelina wanted to please him, wanted to do anything he said, because that pleased her, as well.
This really was what she wanted. Fury was what she wanted. Angelina knew being with him, even in this manner where he didn’t sugarcoat anything, where he didn’t apologize for who he was, was exactly what she wanted and needed in her life.
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Fury hadn’t been able to sleep. He’d had his head between his woman’s thighs until she’d come three times, and only after Angelina begged for his cock did he surrender and give it to her.
But he hadn’t fucked her. No, he’d made love to her, thrust in and out of her slowly while staring in her eyes, telling her that they could be fucked up together in this screwed up world.
What in the hell is happening to me?
He scrubbed a hand over his face and breathed out, looking out the window as the sun just started to peek over the tree line. The club had contacted them last night, letting them know they were coming up, and a lot of shit needed to be put on the table.
Fury knew he’d fucked up, that going behind the MC’s back was wrong on every level, but he hadn’t been thinking clearly.
He’d wanted his club protected, and he was willing to go to any lengths to ensure that.
Looking over his shoulder at Angelina, his chest ached something fierce as he stared at her. Today there was going to be a lot of explaining on his part to the rest of the club, but also they were going to have to come up with a plan to get to Sal.
They had a starting point, which was the cabin Angelina mentioned, but from this point on he didn’t want her a part of this.
He’d already tainted her with his issues and the fact he’d brought her in on this, but no more.
Fury didn’t care that they’d just met, or that the circumstance as to why she was here was less than honorable. He wanted her, wanted to protect her and be with her, and he’d make sure that happened without the repercussions of her getting even deeper into this than he’d already gotten her.