Storm (Iron Rogues MC #4) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, MC, Novella, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Iron Rogues MC Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
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I saw fucking stars, and my muscles clenched with the effort it was taking me to hold back my climax. “You feel so damn good, baby. You’re gonna squeeze the fuck outta my cock.”

Blakely moaned, and her fingers tightened around the headboard, turning her knuckles white.

“Good girl,” I praised. Shifting my weight onto one elbow, I glided my other hand down her body and raised one leg up over my shoulder. Immediately, I sank a little farther, then I gently pushed in even more, going deeper inch by inch. I frequently stopped to let her adjust, giving her inner walls a chance to stretch to accommodate my massive girth.

Finally, I bumped against a barrier and was shocked by the strength of the wave of possession that flowed through me. Dropping my head, I took her mouth in a soul-deep kiss while I used one hand to rub her clit fast and hard. When she tore her mouth away and screamed in ecstasy, I slammed inside her, filling her until I was completely sheathed. “Mine.” I grunted.

Blakely gasped, and I watched her face flash with pain. I was relieved when it was quickly overcome by the orgasm still rocking her body.

Unfortunately, the sensation of her inner walls rippling and clamping down on my shaft made it impossible for me to hold back. “Oh fuck,” I groaned, dropping my head into the crook of her neck as my climax tore through me, and jets of hot come exploded from my dick.

It probably should have surprised me that when I finished coming, my cock was still rock hard. But I’d been dreaming of this moment for so long, and just the thought of my woman was enough to get me hard.

“Not done,” I mumbled against her neck as I slowly withdrew and pushed back in until I was so deep, I bumped her cervix. “Still need to fuck you, baby.”

“Yes,” she gasped.

“It’s gonna be fast and hard, Blakely,” I warned her. Coming inside her hadn’t helped me regain control. It had just fueled the primal need to mark her over and over. “Can you handle it? ’Cause this is your only chance to get me to back off.”

“I’m tougher than I look,” she murmured, and I couldn’t help grinning.

“I’m well aware of how fucking awesome you are, baby. But I just popped your cherry, and you’re already gonna be sore. If I fuck you like I want to now, you might not be able to walk for a week.”

“Worth it,” she whispered in my ear.

I lost my fucking mind, got up onto my knees, and put her other leg on my shoulder. I slammed inside her before pulling out almost all the way and doing it again. Then my animal instincts took over, and the only thing consuming my mind was hunger. Raw need had me rutting in her with desperation. “Fuck, Blakely,” I grunted. “Oh, fuck yeah. That’s it, baby. Your pussy takes my cock so good. Fuck!”

“Gideon!” Blakely cried out. “Please.”

My eyes locked on her face when she begged, and she glanced upward.

“Touch me,” I ordered.

Her expression flooded with happiness, and it ignited something else inside me, adding love to the passion, making her the center of my world.

Blakely’s hands landed on my chest, then they were everywhere she could reach. Exploring every rigid muscle, tracing them and caressing, driving me wild.

“So tight,” I grunted, pounding my shaft hard and deep, the tip smacking into her cervix with every thrust. After three orgasms, it was probably soft and open.

Oh shit. It suddenly hit me that I was fucking her bare. And had already come inside her once without protection.

“Are you on birth control?” I muttered, not slowing my thrusts in the least.

“Oh crap!” she exclaimed. “No! We should stop. We…oh, oh yes! Yes! Gideon! Harder!”

The second she told me she was unprotected and ripe, I knew I wasn’t gonna stop until I’d filled her, stuffed her with my come and planted my kid in her belly. Rather than pulling back, I fucked her even deeper, slamming the headboard into the wall every time I drove my shaft into her tight channel.

“So good, baby. Love how tight you are. Fuck! Yes! Oh fuck, Blakely! Fuck!”

Blakely trembled, and her voice roughened as she shouted her pleasure. Begging for more and screaming my name. Her hands grabbed the sheets at her sides, and she clutched them, pulling hard as if they would keep her from flying away.

“Come, baby,” I commanded. Grabbing her ankles, I pulled her legs down and draped them over my elbows, then widened my stance on my knees, keeping her spread as much as possible. When I bent slightly forward, the angle sent me plunging in even deeper, and my dick rubbed against her clit every time I went in or out.


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