Rage (Iron Tzars MC #6) Read Online Marteeka Karland

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Tags Authors: Series: Iron Tzars MC Series by Marteeka Karland
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Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34042 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
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“Rage!” I didn’t see the handcuffs until it was too late. He looped the middle around one bed post at the headboard, then clinked them shut through the rings in the cuffs. I pulled at them, but there was no give. “What the hell?”

“I told you I was gonna tie you to my bed.”

“You just happened to have these lying around?”

He shrugged. “Bought ‘em on a whim a week ago. Was looking for the perfect opportunity to try them.” He gave me a wicked grin. “Now seemed like the perfect time.”

“Bloody hell!” Oh, I was in so much trouble.

He shoved my legs up so he held them on either side of my chest. I was spread wide, my pussy open to his inspection. I wondered what I looked like. I knew his cum dripped out of me and I was probably a mess. The urge to look was too strong to resist. I leaned my shoulders off the bed as much as I could, trying to see. Rage gave me a crooked grin before pushing my legs back a little bit farther.

“Like seein’ my cum dripping out of you, baby?”

“I’m a mess.” My voice was hoarse and breathless. “Fuck!”

“You are. I’m gonna make you even more messy before we’re done. Now --” He rubbed a hand over one cheek of my ass. “-- You hold your legs up, or I’ll have to restrain them too.”

My eyes widened. “What?”

“You heard me. Ain’t really prepared for it yet, but I have another set of cuffs. I could probably find some rope to restrain you, but it’d take time I don’t want to waste.”

The image made me whimper, and my body broke out in a sweat. Rage noticed and ran his hand from my neck, down my torso, to my mound. Then he gave my pussy a sharp smack. I flinched, but the pain soon morphed into the most intense pleasure, and I gave a startled scream.

“That’s just the beginning, baby. Before I’m done, your ass is gonna be red and your pussy full with even more cum. Then, when I’ve had my fill, I might let you come with me the last time.”

It sounded like hell. It felt like heaven. Either way, I knew I was about to get the ride of my life. I hoped I survived it.

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Rage

In my life, I’d had women begging me for sex many times. I’d had a few turn away from me in disgust when they found how raunchy my appetites were. Others embraced it. But no one had ever looked at me with such trepidation and desire as Pepper did right now.

I dropped a hard swat to her upturned ass, and she cried out, jerking her legs down. I raised a disapproving eyebrow.

“Pretty sure I told you to hold your legs up.”

“That hurt, you ape!” She was complaining, but I could also see her eyes glazing over at the unexpected pleasure.

Without a word, I went back to the closet and got the other pair of cuffs. Instead of using a rope to secure her, I undid the handcuffs threaded through the loop in one wrist. Then I slid the loop stitched into the ankle cuff through the open end of the handcuff before fastening it once again. Looking at her, I took stock of her position. She tugged at her foot, but her breathing had quickened and her cheeks flushed. When her wide-eyed gaze met mine, I grinned. Yeah. This’d work. So I secured the other one in short order before admiring my handiwork.

“I think that’ll work pretty good.”

“You can’t be serious!”

“Does it feel like I’m anything but serious?”

“Please, Rage.” Her needy plea was a whispered breath. “Do it.”

“Do what, baby?”

“S-spank me.” She tripped over the words, but I could tell she meant it. She was as eager for this as I was. I doubt she knew why, but I did. It wasn’t about the punishment. She needed the dark pleasure she subconsciously knew I could give her.

I grunted my approval. Then proceeded to give her what she needed.

I started out slow, giving her increasingly harder and harder smacks on the cheeks of her ass. Then I moved up her thighs. Her skin turned pink, then a bright red. All the while, she cried out with each slap, her body sweating and her head thrashing from side to side. She didn’t look comfortable at all with her red ass and thighs, but her pussy told another story. The more I spanked her, the wetter she got. Her swollen lips made me long to taste her. Even knowing I’d put my cum there not half an hour ago.

Fuck it. I lowered my mouth between her legs. She gave a startled gasp as I latched on to her clit and sucked.

“Rage! Oh, God!”

“Don’t you dare come!” I growled my command, needing to see if she’d had all she needed with my little punishment. If not, I’d give her more.


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