Reapers and Bastards Anthology Read Online Joanna Wylde (Reapers MC, #4.5)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Biker, Contemporary, Dark, Drama, Erotic, MC, New Adult, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Reapers MC Series by Joanna Wylde
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Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42549 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 213(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
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“Been thinkin’ about this all year,” he whispered. “I come home and my fuckin’ girl is with the biggest prick in the valley. Took you too long to figure it out, babe. Such a goddamn waste.”

His fuckin’ girl?

I hardly had time to process his words before he jerked me into his body, wrenching my head back for his kiss. I gasped and he took the opportunity to shove his tongue into my mouth.

I thought I’d been kissed before.

I was wrong. This was nothing like what I’d experienced with Farell—nothing like the first kiss Boonie had given me, either. This was a man’s kiss, his mouth taking everything from me without mercy. I felt his cock harden between my legs and God help me, but I wanted him. Then his hips started moving in a slow, steady swivel that pressed my clit into my pelvic bone. Lightning sheets of need shot down the length of my spine.

Boonie tore his mouth away, resting his forehead against my own. His body shuddered and mine answered like we’d been made for each other.

I’d never wanted Farell this bad.

Not even close.

“Tell me no right now,” he said, the words a low growl. “Otherwise we’re doing this.”

Reaching down, I slipped my hands under his shirt on either side of his body, sliding them along the sculpted curves of his muscles.

“I want it, too.”

That was enough. Groaning, Boonie caught my mouth again, even as he shoved up my skirt. I spread for him and his fingers traced the lines of my opening through the silky fabric of my panties. Then he found my clit, creating waves of sensation and need as my body recognized his.

He teased me like that for an eternity.

Boonie still hadn’t touched my skin directly but I felt the pressure building. Finally he pushed the thin fabric of my thong aside and slid one strong, roughened finger into me. Holy. Hell. I squeezed around him, unable to control myself. He ripped his mouth free to look at me. His eyes were wild and his breath came in deep, shuddering gasps.

“That’s the hottest fucking pussy I’ve ever felt,” he said, and while the words might not’ve been romantic, they were about the sexiest thing I’d ever heard.

“It’ll feel better around your cock,” I whispered, feeling a thrill of feminine power.

Boonie closed his eyes at my words, those little muscles in his jaw flexing over and over. He seemed to be fighting some sort of battle with himself. I took the opportunity to push up his shirt.

Then I leaned forward and very deliberately licked his nipple.

He exploded into action, ripping his finger out of me. He took a step back and I felt suddenly cold and alone. For an instant, I thought he was leaving.

That devastated me.

He was mine. We belonged together.

Then Boonie’s hands found his pants, jerking his fly open, and I realized he wasn’t going anywhere. He’d gone commando, and my mouth fell open as his stiffened cock burst free. It was big and hard and all too ready to fill me.

I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

The sound of a condom package opening reached my ears. Boonie caught his dick in his hand, pumping it twice before smoothing the rubber down its length.

I shifted, meaning to slip off my thong. He didn’t give me the chance, catching my hips and jerking them just off the edge of the tomb. I fell back on my hands. His fingers shoved the narrow strip of fabric to the side, then I felt the head of his cock pressing into my opening.

“So fuckin’ good,” he groaned, sliding into me with an endless stroke that stretched the limits of my capacity. Reality narrowed, every part of me utterly focused on the feel of him deep inside. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back.

Strong hands caught my hips, sliding me closer to him.

His hips started moving faster, but it wasn’t quite enough. I needed more. Reaching down between us, I found my clit and started rubbing it in time with his strokes.

His cock swelled and he moaned.

“Keep doing that,” he gasped. “Hottest fuckin’ thing I’ve ever seen.”

Didn’t have to ask me twice. I rubbed harder, the pulsing waves of pleasure just out of reach. Boonie’s hands slid down around my ass, grabbing my cheeks and squeezing them roughly. That changed his angle. Suddenly his cock was slamming into some spot deep inside that I’d never felt before.

“Oh, shit . . .” I whimpered, fingers flying against my clit. So close. So. Fucking. Clo—the orgasm exploded through me, my back arching as I clamped down around him. Hard. Boonie’s cock thickened and pulsed as he came, grinding his hips against mine.

I opened my eyes slowly, looking overhead to see a thousand stars floating above. Reality filtered in. In the distance I heard faint music and shouting.


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