Wilder (Reckless Souls MC #5) Read Online KB Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Reckless Souls MC Series by KB Winters
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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
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“Don’t tease me,” she whispers.

I smile and settle my chest against hers, kissing and nibbling her neck and throat, her delicately feminine shoulders as my cock slides slowly, deeply into her still drenched, still pulsing pussy.

“Fuck,” I growl because she’s already clamping down on my cock, the moisture of her pussy heightening every sensation as I slide in and out of her. “So fucking wet.”

“Just for you,” she whispers in my ear. Those three little words rocket down my spine and settle in my nuts.

“Fuck,” I grunt and wrap her soft legs around me. “Better.” I take her thighs and push them wide as I rise up and pound my cock into her in long, hard strokes, so deep I’m not sure we’re still two separate people. This woman and her pussy, her loving, are my fucking dream.

“Wilder,” she moans and thrusts her hips up against mine. “Yes. Please.”

I smile down at her, but my hips have a mind of their own. They move like a well-oiled machine, in and out, in and out, deep and slow to prolong both our pleasure. “Maven, babe.”

She nods. “I know.”

She feels it too. That confirmation does something to me, and my mind is now full of this woman, of what I want from her beyond this night and tomorrow night. Beyond the stupid fucking war with Iron Kings. I just plain fucking want her.

Mine. The word tears through my mind, and the fractured pieces ricochet through me until every part of me knows that’s the truth. Maven doesn’t know it yet, but she’s mine. “Maven.”

She gasps and nods, ready to hear the words she’s waiting for, waiting for the pleasure that will send her over the edge.

Abruptly I pull my cock from her body.

“What the fuck…oh!” She’s confused, and that’s how I want it as I bend over and lick her pussy, hard and fast and sloppy. Her legs wrap around my head and hold me against her pussy while I lick and suck and lap up her juices. “God, Wilder.”

“Not yet,” I mumble against her and slide one finger back into her wet pussy.

“Please,” she begs, and the sound goes straight to my cock.

I sit up and remove my fingers from her pussy. “You ready?”

She nods, wincing slightly when one wet finger slips inside her virgin asshole. “Oh. Wow!”

I smile, and our bodies join together once again. This time, my hips move like a mad man inside of her, pumping hard and deep and as fast as my hips would allow in my dizzying lust-filled state. I’m wild and mindless as I find my pleasure in her body, more pleasure than I’ve ever known.

Her pussy clenches hard once, and I know she’s near her breaking point.

My finger slides a little deeper into her ass, and I smile. “Now babe, come for me now.” My hips thrust deeper and deeper, and I feel the rush of liquid before she squeezes my cock in a dozen hard pulses and then lets go. Her body shakes and trembles underneath me, all around me. “Fuck, Maven.”

She’s gorgeous as pleasure washes over her body. Eyes clench tight as her hips buck up and then her eyes open onto mine, a small smile tips her lips, growing bigger by the second. “Wow.”

“So much fucking more than wow,” I tell her and grip her thighs, fucking her hard and fast until my own orgasm washes over me and seeps into her, sending sharp aftershocks through her body.

“Is this heaven? Because this is more than I imagined it would be.”

At her words, my heart stutters to a stop for what feels like a full fucking hour before it starts galloping against my chest, making it difficult to breathe or to think.

With no words forming in my mind, I lean over and pour everything I’m feeling into a kiss that lasts until I’m hard again, and she’s wet, ready to do it all over again.

And again.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Maven

I’m smiling so hard my face hurts. I can’t stop. I know it’s silly to feel so giddy after a night of the most amazing sex of my life, but yet, here I am.

I finish off a dozen more Maven Cakes, grinning as I roll them out to the front display where Willow is charming the pre-lunch rush.

“Thank goodness,” Willow moans. “These folks are ravenous,” she whispers to me before turning back to the crowd on the other side of the counter. “We’ve got more Maven Cakes. Remember, if you buy a whole cake, you get a twenty percent discount.”

I grab a clean apron and open the other register because it’s not good business to keep the customers waiting. “What can I get for ya, Reggie?”

The older black man with the big smile points to the display. “I want that pecan praline Maven Cake, the whole thing, honey.”


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