Kevlar (Hounds of Hellfire MC #8) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Erotic, Insta-Love, MC, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Hounds of Hellfire MC Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
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She giggled, the sweetest damn sound I’d ever heard, and I felt it right in my chest. Then she shifted restlessly in my lap, and the soft movement of her ass against my thighs made my cock twitch. I hadn’t even gone fully soft. One move, one little sound from her, and I was rock fucking hard again.

I crushed my mouth to hers, kissing her fiercely, licking into her mouth until she was panting. She moaned, her hips rolling against mine, and her fingers threading into my hair.

Holding her tight, I stood in one swift motion, then tossed her onto the bed like she weighed nothing.

“Off,” I ordered, yanking at her pants and underwear until they were gone. “Spread those legs, baby. I’m not done with you yet.”

I crawled up between her thighs and grabbed her ass, lifting her up to my mouth. Then I bent my head and buried my face between her legs.

“Fuck, look at this pussy,” I groaned, licking her once. “So wet. You’re always this drenched for me, aren’t you?”

Her thighs trembled as she gasped, her hands flying to my hair again.

I didn’t ease her into it. I fucking devoured her.

My tongue swirled and flicked over her clit before my lips wrapped around it and sucked hard enough to make her cry out. I pushed two fingers into her tight heat and pumped them roughly, curling just right until she was writhing and moaning my name like a prayer.

“Come for me, baby,” I growled against her clit. “Come all over my face.”

She shattered, her legs clamping around my head as she screamed. I didn’t let up, just kept eating her through it, even as her body shook and begged for mercy.

“One more,” I muttered. “Give me another. I want you dripping down my face.”

She whimpered, and I fucked her harder with my fingers, relentless, my tongue flicking her clit until she arched off the bed and came again, her whole body going tight.

Only when her hips started to fall back to the bed, limp and twitching, did I let her go.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and grinned, looking up at her like I’d just feasted on the sweetest fucking thing in existence.

16

KEVLAR

Irose to my feet, still breathing hard, kicked off my boots, and shoved my jeans and boxers the rest of the way down. My cock was already hard again, straining toward her like I hadn’t just emptied myself down her throat five minutes ago.

Her eyes followed me as I moved to the dresser. I pulled open the top drawer and retrieved two silk ties that I’d put there a couple of days ago.

When I turned back to her, her breathing quickened. But it wasn’t fear in her eyes—it was eagerness. Her body shifted on the mattress, arching slightly like she couldn’t wait to see what I’d do with them.

“You trust me?”

I already knew the answer, but needed to hear her say it.

“Yes,” she whispered, breathless.

I walked to the bed and took her wrists gently, lifting them above her head and looping the silk around each one, tying them to the slats in the headboard. I made sure the knots were firm but not tight. This was about surrender more than restraint.

Then I knelt at the foot of the bed, my eyes locked on my woman.

Fuck, she was gorgeous.

Every soft curve and sweet swell, her full tits rising and falling with each breath. Her nipples were flushed and tight, begging for my mouth. Her belly rose just above her naked sex, which glistened with arousal, already dripping for me again. Her thighs were flushed pink and trembling slightly, spread just enough to show off that tight little pussy I’d just made come twice on my tongue.

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever fucking seen,” I rasped in a raw tone.

She shivered as I crawled up her body and kissed her. My tongue stroked into her mouth long and deep while my hands caressed every inch I could reach. Her hips lifted, desperate for contact, but I kept my strokes soft and teasing, trailing my palms up the dip of her waist, under her tits, then back down to her thighs. When I kissed my way down to her belly, I paused, brushing my mouth across the soft skin there and resting my lips just below her navel.

“You’d look so fucking beautiful round with my baby,” I whispered.

Her body went still. But only for a second because I kissed her hip bone and slid my hand between her thighs, my fingers stroking gently until she gasped and arched into the touch.

She couldn’t focus when I was touching her like this. But I didn’t want her to think. Only feel. I was going to fuck her so thoroughly she forgot everything but me.

By the time I worked her up again, she was panting and pulling at the ties, her wrists twisting as her hips rocked beneath me. Her breath was broken, and her eyes were half-lidded and pleading.


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