Dom - Silver Saints MC - Page 25

“Yesssss,” she moaned as she wrapped her legs as far as they would go around my large body. “I want it so bad, Dominic.”

I grabbed the headboard and used it for leverage to slam inside her until I was so deep I felt my cock hit her cervix. “If you weren’t already knocked up,” I grunted, “I’d be leaving my kid inside you tonight.”

She whined and gripped my biceps, her fingers digging into the muscles as her pussy pulsed around my shaft. “You’re so deep,” she moaned as her head writhed from side to side. “I love how you feel inside me. Fuck me, Dominic.”

Lucy rarely spoke crudely, but when she said things like that, it broke me, and I lost control. I started pounding into her pussy, making our sweat-slicked skin slap together every time I bottomed out. I took one hand from the headboard and slipped it under her ass to tilt her pussy so I was hitting her clit with every thrust. “Fuck! Yes! Take it just like that. Squeeze that pussy—oh, fuck yeah!! Fuck!”

Lucy bucked her hips in the same rhythm, meeting me thrust for thrust. “Yes! Yes! Oh, Dominic! Yes! Oh, oh! Yes!”

Her tits were bouncing with her movement, and I commanded, “Pinch your nipples for me, doll.” They were more sensitive these days, and I needed her to come because I was fast approaching the point of no return. But with my position, I didn’t have a free hand. She released my arms and the sight of her nail marks in my skin made me feel even more animalistic, and I grunted. She filled her small hands with as much of her tits as she could and massaged them a few times before twisting and plucking the nipples, which were still red and swollen from when I’d had my fill of them earlier in the night.

Every time she pulled at her peaks, her pussy would clamp down so hard it nearly broke my dick. I squeezed my eyes shut and concentrated on not coming as I fucked her so hard the bed was squeaking until she finally fell over the edge.

“Fuck, yes!” I shouted as she milked my cock with her spasms. I drove inside her twice more before planting myself to the root and climaxing so fucking hard I nearly passed out. I filled her with so much come I knew it was going to burst out of her once I broke the seal I’d created by being buried so deeply inside her.

My orgasm was making me weak as it barreled through me, so I reluctantly withdrew and collapsed onto the bed next to my little doll. I glanced down and grinned in satisfaction as I watched my cream gushing from her pussy, coating her folds and thighs.

“If I end up pregnant with twins because you can’t stop fucking me like it’s your job, I’m going to castrate you.”

I threw my head back and laughed so hard I had tears leaking from the corners of my eyes. “You wouldn’t do that, doll,” I replied with a smirk. “You can’t live without my big cock working out your tight little pussy.”

She harrumphed but didn’t disagree, making me chuckle. I helped turn her on her side and cuddled her with one arm under her head and the other wrapped around her with my hand splayed on her belly.

“I love you, little doll,” I murmured before kissing her temple.

“I love you too, caveman.” I laughed as I kissed her again. She liked to call me that when I insisted on referring to her as my property. It was adorable when my tiny little wife got worked up.

“Get some sleep, doll,” I said as I snuggled her even closer. “I’m gonna need you again tonight.”

“You certainly accomplish the goals you set for yourself, don’t you?” she joked even as she yawned, referring to my promise of keeping her in an orgasm-induced, relaxed state as often as possible.

I chuckled and kissed the top of her head that was tucked under my chin. Then I patted her stomach. “And you carry the proof of that around every day.” She giggled, making me smile, then drifted off. I simply held her for a while, enjoying the peace I felt when she was near.

I’d nearly fallen asleep when my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I would have ignored it, but I didn’t want it to wake Lucy. Reaching out behind me, I located the stupid thing and brought it over to see who it was before turning it to silent.

It was Hack. He’d been pissy since we’d gotten back and was often gone for several days in a row. I’d let Mac deal with his stubborn, obnoxious ass. But when my phone was in front of my face, the message appeared and I sucked in a breath. Shit.

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