Gutter Mind – Smoke Valley MC – Sex & Mayhem Read Online K.A. Merikan

Categories Genre: Biker, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 103637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
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His man.

Mike’s dick was like a piston, fucking Arden with all the force of a man in need of an orgasm. Arden couldn’t wait to give him one, but wondered whether his own wouldn’t come sooner, because Mike changed the angle of his thrusts at some point, to one that made Arden’s insides shiver with pleasure, and continued jabbing into him so his cockhead teased Arden’s prostate over and over.

Breathless, he kept kissing Arden’s face as he pinned him down, words escaping his mouth in a delicious staccato. “I’m gonna have you dress in the shortest skirt, and stripper shoes, and fishnets, and I’ll watch everyone’s eyes on you. And then I’ll have you against the wall, ripping open your tights to get to your ass.”

“With… others watching?” Arden mumbled, lost in the fantasy world existing in both their minds. “Once you’re done fucking… you’d pull the skirt down and just let cum drip down my legs…”

“Yeah. And have you ride in the bitch seat of my bike on the way home. Legs spread wide and wrapped around me,” Mike uttered and bit Arden’s neck.

One more thrust, and Arden shook, filled with insane heat. The orgasm made him clench his eyes, and he didn’t even care how much noise he made as he held on tightly to Mike, his ass throbbing around that hot tool inside him.

His sticky cum spurted between them, relieving the unbearable pressure in his balls, but he still had enough brain power to enjoy knowing some of it would be marking Mike’s skin.

He floated on the wings of endorphins, his world pink and golden as Mike thrust into him faster… then stilled, pumping cum into the depths of Arden’s body. They pressed together, but the afterglow couldn’t switch off Arden’s desire, as if Mike’s spunk was amphetamine.

A panting heap of limbs, he went straight for Mike’s mouth, kissing him with the force of his love for the man who made him feel safe, accepted him whole, and desired his gutter mind as much as Arden did his.

Curled up under a sheet Mike had to have pulled on them, Arden wrapped Mike’s arm over himself. “I love you,” he whispered with his heart pounding.

Mike hugged him but stayed silent for a while. “We’ll talk in the morning, okay?”

Arden hugged Mike tighter, too sleepy to deconstruct Mike’s lack of reciprocation. Maybe Mike just didn’t hear him. Arden could repeat his declaration tomorrow.

Chapter 18 – Arden

Arden opened his eyes to a dusky sky. It was still very early, but the noise that must have woken him wasn’t incidental. A rustle nearby, just beyond the bed, sent a shudder down Arden’s back. Had someone broken in?

The person used a phone for illumination as they shuffled through the contents of the bedside drawer. It only took Arden extending his arm to know Mike was gone from the bed.

“Mike?” he muttered, then yawned, blinking away sleep.

The silhouette stalled, and the glow of the cell phone illuminated the tangled strands of hair before distorting the contours of Mike’s face by casting shadows.

“Ah… didn’t want to wake you,” Mike said softly.

“What’s going on? Is it the Jarens?” Arden sat up and rubbed his eyes into attention.

Mike shifted his weight, but while his body language expressed uncertainty, he wasn’t in a hurry.

“No,” he said. The bedside lamp went on, revealing Mike had dressed in fresh clothes and pulled his uncombed hair into a messy ponytail so it wouldn’t get into his eyes. Behind him was a large duffel bag. And behind that—the emptied wardrobe.

Alarm bells went off in Arden’s head, but he had no idea what the alert was for.

“So… where are you going?”

Mike’s face was pale in the warm glow of the lamp, and he crossed his arms on his chest, watching the tips of his boots as he finally spoke. “This relationship is not safe for you. I come with too much baggage.”

Arden’s reality glitched. This had to be a different dimension, because no other explanation made sense. He’d caught Mike, his beloved boyfriend, packing his shit and fleeing in the middle of the night.

What. The. Fuck.

Arden’s mouth was dry as he spoke. “What are you talking about? Is it ‘cause I said I loved you? I’m sorry. I should have known it was too soon. You don’t have to say it back!” He got off the bed with panic choking his throat.

Mike swallowed several times as he pressed his back against the wall. “No… Arden, this isn’t about something you did. Yesterday... that attack reminded me why I decided not to do this kind of thing in the first place. I don’t want to put a target on your back.”

Arden’s instinct had been to grab Mike and hug him in reassurance, but facing him naked didn’t feel right, so Arden pulled on his pyjama shorts, painfully aware that he hadn’t showered after sex.


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