Moon’s Promise – The Last Riders Read Online Jamie Begley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Crime, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
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Moon’s breath hitched in his chest at the feeling of euphoria settling over him. It was if he were having sex with Echo for the first time, wanting to outdo any man she had fucked before, make her crave him more than any brother here, and lastly, never let her forget the earth-shattering, mind-blowing, never-ever-can-be-beaten experience of having sex with him. He lived for this shit—to make sex so awesome one of them would beg him to make them his woman.

Lifting his hand an inch higher, he heard Echo catch her breath.

“Soft or hard?” he teased. Waiting patiently for her answer, Moon rubbed his rigid cock against her thigh.

“Hard,” he barely heard her whisper.

He gave her what she wanted, and his cock swelled at the sound of his palm hitting her wet pussy.

He smacked her pussy three more times, giving her the choice each time, until he couldn’t stand the darkness any longer. He wanted to see the pink heat in the light.

“Damn, I’m going to turn on the light.”

“Don’t.” Her startled murmur coincided with her suddenly pushing at his shoulder until he was flat on his back.

She pressed her hands on his chest, and Moon felt her knees settle between his thighs.

Her soft hands traveled down his chest and stomach until they reached his cock. When her luscious mouth settled over his cock, his hips surged upward demandingly. Sucking hard, Echo took more than half his cock in her mouth, which was an achievement for her. Echo was notorious about disliking giving blowjob, usually doing the bare minimum to get one of the brothers off. Tonight, she was going all out, as if she wanted to lick his cock and never give it back.

Groaning, Moon buried his hands in her hair as he bucked his hips upward, driving his cock deep into her throat.

When her hand started caressing his balls, he used her hair to pull her off. Then, using his free hand, he searched for the condom in the direction he had tossed it onto the bed. Finding it, he handed it to Echo. “Put it on me,” he ordered, letting his hands move to her waist to get her in the position he wanted her. “Hurry up, or you’re going to be sucking me dry instead of me fucking that wet pussy begging for me.”

Moon heard her opening the condom in the darkness before he felt it being rolled onto his straining cock. Gritting his teeth, he lifted her higher in the air so the tip of his cock prodded at her opening.

“Soft or hard?”

“Hard,” the choked murmur came out as her knees braced herself on each side of his hips.

He slammed her down, and his eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head at the imaginable pleasure of his cock plowing inside the tight inferno which threatened his control before they could get started.

“Goddamn …” Moon groaned. “Fuck me.”

Echo started raising and lowering herself over his cock fervently, and he let her without trying to control her movements as he lay back, enjoying the passionate cries she was making.

When he gripped her thighs to keep her steady, something in his sleep-deprived mind teased him. Attempting to figure out what it was through the alcohol he had consumed while Echo was riding him as if the world was about to end, he did everything he could to not to come. It took more effort than trying to figure out what was nagging at him.

Small whimpers coming from her tore him from his thoughts.

“Baby, you’re not getting there full throttle. Slow down …” Moon raised his hands from her thighs to her hips, not letting her raise herself from her downward stroke. “Try this …” He showed her the movements he wanted her to make, and Echo sank down further on his cock and started rubbing her clit against the hand he had slid between their bodies.

When her pussy clenched around his cock, he rolled to the side, lifting one of her legs over his hips. Echo’s face burrowed into his neck as she shook in his arms. Aiming his cock in her sheath so she would get the most amount of her pleasure, he felt her small teeth suck his skin into her mouth. Usually, that was a big no-no with him. He never let any woman leave a mark, but when her teeth sank into his flesh, his mind blanked out in a red haze of lust.

Twisting his body, he started thrusting inside of Echo so hard he slipped and had to maneuver himself back in to finish the climax he thought was about to blow his skull off. As he shuddered in the aftereffects of his climax, Moon wouldn’t have been able to spell his nickname.

His chest was still heaving, trying to achieve a full breath, when Echo suddenly pulled away, nearly ripping his cock off in the process.


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