Broken Wings Read online Izzy Sweet, Sean Moriarty (Royal Bastards MC – Louisville KY #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Royal Bastards MC - Louisville KY Series by Izzy Sweet
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Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
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Sliding my finger in and out of her for a few seconds, I watch her hips hitch back as she tries to get me to push it in deep like she wants.

Pulling my finger out, I shove it into my mouth and say, “Tastes like wet pussy to me, Allie.”

“Oh my god, I fucking hate you,” she moans out.

Slapping her ass again with a firm swat, I wait for her to quit cussin’ before I say, “You say that shit again and I’m going to make you regret it.”

“Fuck you!” she yells and begins to struggle.

Nope, she ain’t going to get free. She may be a feisty, bratty little thing, but I’ve got size on her and I ain’t letting go.

Pulling my belt off with my free hand, I hear my gun holster and knife sheath fall to the floor. Good thing the fuckers are on safety, I guess.

“I ain’t ever whipped a chick before, but that ass looks like it needs a good spanking to get you in line,” I say.

“I’ll fucking kill you, I swear it. If you whip me, I’ll fucking kill you.”

She turns her head to me and her deathly fucking calm stare gives my dick a moment’s pause before I grin at her.

“I like that.”

Taking the belt, I wrap it around her wrists and pull it nice and tight. Pushing her hard in the lower spine, I grab her panties and rip them off her waist in one hard tug.

Fucking things were expensive as shit, but they break just as easy as the cheap ones.

As I pull the fabric away from her pussy, she gasps as the cold air hits her soaking lips.

Slowly unfastening the button on my jeans, I make sure to move the zipper down slowly. I want her to hear that noise, to hear what I’m doing.

My cock is aching so bad from wanting to be inside of her that the relief of not being constrained in my jeans is almost orgasmic.

Moving up behind her hips, I push my boxers down my legs with my jeans and grab my cock. I fist it couple of times, watching the pre-cum seep out, then I rub the fat tip between her pussy lips.

We both groan in need.

She needs this as bad as I do, but she doesn’t want to admit it.

“Gonna fuck your little pussy, Allie Cat. Gonna make you cum hard,” I growl at her as I start to push into her.

Every fucking time we fuck it’s like I’m taking a damn virgin, she’s always so fucking tight.

“Good luck, asshole,” she says with a throaty laugh.

“If you only knew,” I mutter and push harder.

She lets out a groan that quickly turns into a moan even if she doesn’t want to react as my cock slides slowly into her and her hips rock back at me.

I keep the pressure going, not stopping until I’m all the way inside her. My cock is so warm and so wet right now, I can barely hold out. But for all that happened tonight, I’ve got a plan and I sure as fuck can’t be a fucking two-pump chump right now.

Holding myself tight, I keep us locked together as she tries to rock and roll her hips. She knows what she’s doing, I’ll give her that. She knows if I blow first, it’s all fucking over and she wins.

“What’s the matter, baby? You going to cum already?” she asks in a girly little coo. “Is my big, strong daddy going to come in me so soon?”

Fucking goddamn she-devil. I slap her ass hard, but it only makes her laugh louder.

She suddenly moves forward, away from my hips, before she shimmies her hips back down my long cock.

Neither of us expect it to feel as good as it does though, and I can feel her getting just as turned on as I am.

“Fuck,” I grunt out and realize it’s my turn to play dirty.

Reaching around her hip with my free hand, I slide my fingers across her bare pussy mound before resting them right on top of her clit. Slowly working my fingers in a circle, I let her do most of the work with her pussy, sliding it up and down my length.

“Fucking bastard,” she gasps when I give her clit a gentle pinch.

Pushing deep, I can feel some of my normal control slipping back into place as I move my hips with hers. I can also feel her holding back though. She’s making sure she doesn’t work herself up enough to really give in because she doesn’t want to lose.

Well, she may not remember five years ago, but I know a little somethin’ she loved more than having her clit being played with.

Leaning forward, I slide my hand up from teasing her clit and toward her tits. Tweaking a nipple on the way to her throat, I wrap my long fingers around her delicate neck.



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