Falcon (Grim Road MC #7) Read Online Marteeka Karland

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Tags Authors: Series: Grim Road MC Series by Marteeka Karland
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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
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I wasn’t sure what I expected to happen when I got her home, but having the woman throw herself at me the second the door was shut wasn’t it. And, sweet Jesus, I was grateful! She wrapped her arms and legs around me in a tight embrace and fused her mouth to mine. The second she did, it was fucking over.

As Gina’s lips eagerly met mine, I returned her passion with equal fervor. It was as if we both had been starving for this connection and couldn’t get enough of each other’s taste or touch. Our mouths moved in perfect sync, exploring and claiming. She was every bit as aggressive as I needed her to be. It was a side of her I hadn’t seen before. It made my need for her all the worse, knowing how much she must want this.

My hands slid down her back to cup her ass, squeezing and kneading. She moaned into the kiss, pushing herself even tighter against me.

My tongue danced playfully with hers before delving deeper, exploring her mouth as my free hand tangled in her hair. The soft strands felt like silk between my fingers as I crushed them in my fist, holding on tightly, afraid she might slip away. I could feel the heat of her pussy through both our jeans as she moved herself up and down the rigid length of my cock.

Breaking the kiss reluctantly, I stared at Gina with what I knew had to be a ravenous, fevered gleam in my eyes. “God damn it,” I whispered hoarsely, “I want you so fucking bad.” She nodded and I was surprised to find that same feral desire reflected back in her eyes as she looked into mine.

“Yes. Please.”

“You’ll tell me if I hurt or scare you?” I have no idea where I found the presence of mind to say the words, let alone how I’d act if she needed to pull back. The lust that’d hit me the second she’d jumped into my arms wasn’t altogether unexpected, but it was fucking strong! Primal. This was me and Gina. Claiming each other.

I trailed kisses down her supple neck to her collarbone before moving lower still. Nipping at her soft skin lightly, I continuing to explore what I could reach with my lips and tongue while I let my hands roam underneath her shirt to stroke and squeeze one perfect tit.

Gina arched her neck, giving me all the access I wanted to her creamy skin. Until it simply wasn’t enough.

“Need you naked,” I bit out in a hoarse demand. “Fuck!”

Immediately, she wiggled until she peeled her shirt off and whipped it over her head. My fingers found the back clasp to her bra and unfastened it with a flick so she could pull the offending material away from her chest and let it flutter to the floor.

I set her back on her feet so I could take off my own shirt. She stood there, bare-breasted with hints of moonlight filtering over her body. She was small but curvy in all the right places. Just like I remembered. Only this time, she was all mine. Forever. No one was ever taking her away from me again. Not another brother. Not fucking Hammer. Not Joilyn. No one. Gina was mine and I would protect her with my life.

I had to stop myself from taking her to the floor and covering her body with my own. She deserved better than that. She deserved to be worshipped and loved until she couldn’t remember her own name. And then, I’d do it all over again.

“Turn around,” I commanded. She complied, turning her back to me and her hands against the wall so that my hot gaze could trace every ridge of her spine as she presented herself to me like the offering she truly was. God, she was fucking perfect! Every curve, every dip and swell just screamed mine! Mine alone.

I kissed and sucked on the soft skin of her neck and back, kissing and nipping down her spine. I slipped my hands underneath the waistband of her panties, sliding them down her thighs until they pooled on the floor at her feet.

I slid a finger to the inside of her thigh, moving my hand upward to her pussy and brushing against her slick folds. She gasped, arching into my touch with a needy moan. Fuck! She was already wet for me. My girl was so turned on, it nearly shattered me.

As I explored her folds further I pushed my fingers inside to feel how wet and ready she was for me. She clenched her pussy around each digit as if greedy for more. As if wanting my cock to fill her. Gina moaned loudly when I found her clit and began circling it gently with my thumb while continuing to stretch her pussy with my fingers, searching for that hidden spot inside her to send her soaring.



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