by Ellie Jean
Wood bangs and I know the door has closed behind him. Heavy feet thud across my dark charcoal carpet which you would normally hear nothing on. But this beast of a man is anything but normal.
“I thought I told you that there are no skanks waiting for you here.” Turning around, I lean my ass on the cool granite of the counter, but I’m instantly set ablaze. Without a single touch, I’m bubbling like a volcano ready to release.
How can one guy put me on such high alert?
Tanner’s square set jaw is ticking with what looks to be rage. Wild ravaged eyes sweep over my body before settling back on mine. His arms bulge through the thin cotton material, arms across his chest. His fists tightly balled.
“And I explicitly said, your bed, naked in twenty.”
“You must have me mistaken for a fast food restaurant. I don’t take orders.” Widening my legs and my smirk, I move my ass so I’m sitting on the countertop. I love baiting him.
“No?”
Forging forward, his large body slams on to mine making me brace my arms behind me so I don’t slam my head on the hard surface. Lips mold to mine and I eat his back. The taste of scotch and tobacco swirl over my tongue, intoxicating me. Heated arms grasp my waist and pull me toward his solid cock. The heaving of his chest rubbing against my tits shoot sparks to my clit.
“Lift your ass.” My hand cups around his neck trying to keep his mouth on mine as I move my butt. My shorts and panties are ripped off in one fluid movement. A snarl is released before I crash my mouth on his again. Yes, I obviously do take orders…when they benefit me.
Warm hands slide up my front, “Harder…. Please.” Through my flimsy material, his left hand pinches my nipple and a moan escapes.
“You want me to take your orders now?” Leaving my chest, his breath sweeps over my ear, his fingers gone from my body. “Tiger, when will you learn I hold all the cards?”
My body tries hard to rebel at his words by rearing forward and off the counter, but his strong hand clasps my shoulder and pushes me back so my spine hits the cool surface. My fighting skills are very limited when my body is rebelling against my own mind. It wants to fuck Tanner. Taking him and me to an unbridled ecstasy.
“I’m now gonna take all this delicious body has to offer.” Tanner’s hand is firm but his mouth fastens on to my clit sending spears of pleasure straight to my core making my body buck. Relentless and unforgiving, he laps at my pussy, swirling his gosh darn tongue piercing over my jewel. Removing his hand from my shoulder, his fingers pinch my nipple at the same moment he bites down on my clit.
“You’re my own fucking specialty brand, Hotcakes…” He plunges his tongue in my dripping channel.
“More, Tanner. Crap, I need more.” Breathless and writhing in my kitchen, I want his cock inside me, filling me before I rocket to my own planet.
“Put your heels up on the edge.” A finger plows inside me.
“Yes…” Immediately I comply with his commands.
“And you said you don’t take orders.”
I want so badly to roll my eyes at him. But watching his head between my legs, giving me what I want, he has fine-tuned my body so with each touch, a wave of pure ecstasy flows through me. It’s not something to miss. A powerful, commanding beast brought to his knees, unaware of anything else but making my body convulse—a memory to keep stored away and treasured.
Holding his hair between my fingers, I pull it, fist it, scrape my nails over his scalp and pull his mouth toward my drenched pussy holding him there for my pleasure.
“So freaking amazing.” My ass lifts up, vying for his tongue so his fingers can hit me deeper.
“No…not yet…” A murmur below makes me frown. How dare he take his lips from my pussy without replacing it with his length.
“Yes, now…I need your cock.” My eyes roll back. I should be storing my energy for the impending orgasm that is devouring my body instead of bantering with this domineering jerk.
“No, you have to wait for me.”
My hands drop from his head as his body straightens up. I rise on my elbows and rove my eyes over his arms as he reaches down to undo his jeans, releasing his thick, proud cock.
“Yes…much better.” I think I’m drooling ogling his impressive length.
“No…Tiger…it’s only fair that I get to see what belongs to me.” Abruptly, he pulls my silk pajama top up over my head where it slides off with ease. “Better. You’re so fucking gorgeous.” Taking a condom from his wallet, he slides it over his mouthwatering dick.
“You make me feel gorgeous…” It’s the truth. How Tanner wakes my body up instantaneously is something only he has achieved. His commanding voice, sensual looks and heated stares make me believe that perhaps I am special. “But I don’t belong to you. There’s nothing written in pen stating I am yours.” I bet half of the LA women population believe they belong to him.
“Not yet, but Crystal, believe me when I say your body is mine.” Surging forward in one movement, his steel rod plunges into my slick channel where he moves his hips rapidly forward and backward, pounding my pussy, hitting me deep with each forward thrust. He’s so thick, nearly too thick, pain grips me, but all becomes a blur the harder he pistons.
Fingers pull at my nipple. Pleasure and pain collide. My flesh blisters under his touch. I grip the edge of the counter so I don’t slide away from him. I want, no, I need him to strike me deep within. Watching the intensity and awe strain over his face, relishing each stroke that fills me entirely, my muscles clench around his cock suffocating it.
“Tanner.” I moan. “Oh…. Don’t stop.”
“Couldn’t even if I wanted to.” Ferocity takes over his body, like he’s possessed. He’s not gentle. Tanner’s feral and he’s taken me hostage. “Fuck.” His voice is deep and hoarse. Spilling his seed, his hips pulse forward spasmodically, emptying himself completely. His grip tightens on my skin and I join him riding his waves.
“Holy shish kebab.”
Jolting up, his lips crash onto mine as we both release into our combined galaxy.
My arms although limp, grasp around his back, sliding over his curved muscles wet from perspiration. “So good.”
“Not good, Hotcakes…not fucking shish kebab worthy either. That was motherfucking terrific.”
“Hmmm.” My mind is floating. “I may agree with you this time. But you know I’m trying not to cuss, now I’m in the public eye with my designs. I have to behave. No more slip ups in interviews.”
“That…what we just did, deserves a fucking string of explicit language. It’s Gordon Ramsey worthy.” Running his hands through my hair, my breathing starts to even out and I laugh at the ridiculousness of Tanner’s words. He’s one hundred percent correct however.
“It was fucking mind-blowing.” And it was. Tanner blew my mind when we are together, hence why I allowed him to come into my apartment and take me. I have no illusion that Tanner gets what he wants, and this would be no different. Lucky for me, I want him as much as he seems to crave me. One day, I will have to corner him and make him confess if we are exclusive. From my end we are, but who knows what rattles around in his ruggedly handsome head. He is the one thing I can’t control in my life. Tanner can’t be controlled.
“Where did you go?” His warm finger traces my cheekbone and swipes my lips tenderly bringing me back to the heat pulsing between my legs. His cheek displays a small dimple which I don’t see often.
“Still here.” But am I being stupid knowing how many women are after The Savage Shadows and, in particular, him since he’s technically single? “Just tired ‘cause some beast came and interrupted my sleep.” One day soon, I will ask. Not tonight though. I have no strength if his words don’t match what I dream about nightly.
Sitting up, his fingers run the length of my torso before he fixes himself. A soul penetrating smile stops me from moving off the counter. I haven’t seen one of those rare smiles before. My heart skips a beat looking at it.
“Total
ly worth it though.” Shrugging his shoulders, he quickly ties the condom and goes to the bathroom before coming back with a cloth to clean me up.
“Yeah, it was.” Shaking my head, I jump down from the counter and put my top back on. “But it’s time for you to go.” Before I ask him to lay with me for the night, snuggling against my back, keeping me warm, pretending that his words weren’t only talk to get in my pants.
Dark eyes spear to mine, leaving his fingers doing up his zipper.
“You kicking me out?”
“I have to get up early. Three days until the wedding of the year, you know.”
Growling, he clasps his arms around my naked ass, squeezing my cheeks. “As if I could fucking forget. Caden is riding us all like a bike so it’s perfect for Lace. Emerald is a savage, living up to her Wildcat name, yet it’s extending to all of us, not only Slate. She’s not even finding my cute names for her funny this week.”
“She never finds your nick names funny. The glass bottle thrown at your head when you called her snookems wasn’t a giveaway?” Rising up on my tippy toes, he needs to leave before I ask him for more. I kiss his mouth before he can answer. “Out.”
Pushing his shoulders, I steer his toned body from his fighting and training, toward the door, that now doesn’t have a gold latch attached to it. Instead a chunk of wood is missing.
I try and move back, blowing him a kiss, but he’s fast. I notice darkness erupt in his eyes. “One day soon you’re going to accept it.” A firm grip around my neck holds me in place as he consumes my lips, taking all of my air. He turns and strides out the door without looking back.
Don’t hold your breath.
Three days later
“Turn your sweet ass so I can see it.” Zipping up the back of Lace’s wedding gown, I could finally breathe again. The dress rehearsals and alterations had been hectic. Lace had trusted me to design and make her wedding gown and considering she only gave me a few months to organize it, I didn’t know if I should be thanking her or cursing her. But the headaches, stress, and long nights were worth it. She looks like the perfect glowing bride.
Standing in front of the full-length mirror, tears well in everyone’s eyes.
“Crystal, you’re a fucking miracle worker, lady. The plunging neckline and deep back is designed perfectly and fits me exactly.” Lace casts her eyes over the full length of the gown, taking in how dazzling she looks.
“Girl, you are gonna bring that hunk of a man to his knees dressed in that.” Emerald reaches on her toes and pins the glistening tiara on top of Lace’s cascading lilac curls.
Arranging the short trail of sheer organza beaded with gleaming pearls and silk at her feet, I look up to the mirror and watch my three friends beam with radiance.
“And you girls will have your men eating out of the palm of your hands, or wherever you may want them to be eating you.” Lace smiles and a small giggle escapes. “You all look stunning, dressed in red. Emerald, Slate is gonna fucking kill all of my male guests, the way you look in that fitted, one strap gown. What the hell was I thinking?”
We burst out laughing. Beth looks worried. Having arrived last night with the Alpha Devils MC, we haven’t had much time to catch up.
“You clearly weren’t. But we look freaking hot, and I’m proud to be standing next to you on this special day. Don’t you worry about the men. We’ve got them handled, for now. And Beth, Emerald here can handle your crew.”
“It’s unbelievable. I’m getting married today. To my soul mate, my sexy, wicked guy. My own Devil. And to think it was only a few months back when I was nearly forced in to marrying that piece of garbage.” A sadness washes over her naturally made up face.
“Shhh…no more thinking about that piece of scum. Today’s about the start of your new life together. Your future with Caden. There’s no looking back.” Grabbing a tissue, I blot it under her long, dark lashes, so her mascara doesn’t run.
A knock on the door brings us back to the here and now. Caden and Lace’s new ranch is on the outskirts of LA. Deciding to leave the apartment where The Savage Shadows live, and work had been a necessary change. Caden wanted his woman to have everything, including a house to call their own where their kids could run around and a special place for their wedding. Of course, it didn’t happen overnight. Security, always the priority, took over two weeks to be ready then the refurbishment, gates, fencing and a ridiculous amount of precautions and they were able to move in only two weeks ago.
Tanner’s head peers around the guest bedroom door. He brings his tuxedo-clad body inside and shuts it again. Oh, dear Lord. This guy is intoxicating. My breath hurtles out and my senses overload; touch him, smell him, the sight of him has my tongue wanting to taste him so badly. I may have to beg him to take me right now. Freaking sexy beast…
“Fuck…” A flash of terror crosses his face putting me on alert.
“What? Did the ice sculpture not turn up? Has it melted? I told her not to get it. Has someone tripped over the cake? Does Beth have to go and sort out the MC men ‘cause they’re brawling? Have you misplaced your hair gel? What the heck is it?”
Tanner’s smoldering pits of dark brown flick over the four of us.
“You can’t go out there like that. Lace can, of course.” Growling, he gives Lace a nod and a smile before it’s quickly replaced with a menacing frown.
“What the fuck are you blabbering about? We will be out in ten minutes.” Yes, I had to swear. He’s being absurd. “And why on earth do you think you can tell us we can’t walk down the aisle with our best friend, on her wedding day?”
“I’m not stopping you from walking down the aisle.” Muscles bulge from under his black jacket and I try not to drool.
“Oh, goody, we get the okay from mister jerk here.” Beth is stunned with Tanner’s shenanigans. Emerald looks pissed.
“You can go out, but ladies, you’re not wearing those dresses. You will create a massive brawl. Is that what you want?” Tanner takes my hand and moves me to the side. “I may have to kill every last male out there if you ignore me. Your legs, your tight waist, your perky fucking tits. You look too inviting, Hotcakes.” His light breath whispers in my ear. A shiver runs the length of my spine. But I have to remember he’s being an idiot.
“See I told you, those dresses are going to be a problem.” Lace now has concern written all over her pretty face. This is something she shouldn’t be thinking about.
“Get out, you asshole.” Emerald scowls. We all jump at her loud voice. Emerald saves the moment. “Get Caden and the rest of you buffoons in their spots ready to accept this beautiful bride in ten minutes.”
“When World War Three starts out there, remember my words, sugar cubes.” Dragging my arm through his, I run behind him in my black high heels as Tanner marches to the door. Emerald looks ready to pounce on him. I’m lucky I don’t split my dress farther up my thigh keeping them apart. Then we would have problems. “Keep your eyes on only me today. It’s not a request or a joke. I won’t be held responsible for my actions if any other man touches or takes your attention from me.” Taking my lips, he devours them. And of course, my pussy pools with wetness. If only there was time. “Mine…” Adjusting his cock, he lets go of my hand and turns. “Be ready to be fucked later.”
Taking a deep breath is all I can do to stop me from chasing him down and demanding to be taken now. Crap…Tanner’s left me burning and coiling with an impending explosion. Do I have time to finish it myself before I have to walk down the aisle?
“And you, Crystal. Get rid of those thoughts. You are not servicing yourself before Lace gets married.” Emerald knows me too well after years of being her best friend.
Lace and Beth burst out laughing.
I pout. “But it will only take me a minute.” Raising my eyebrows in question, I’m deadly serious.
“No fucking way.” Emerald hands me the box of flowers to distribute. I almost stamp my foot in disapproval, but I hold it together. Just…
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sp; Reaching into my overnight bag, I take a packet of marshmallows, ripping off the wrapper with a force that would match Thor’s. I take a handful, throwing the vanilla ones at my friends who squeal at my silliness. I shovel the raspberry ones into my mouth.
“Awww…so damn good. It’s a close second to the orgasm I was so wrongfully denied.” Fudge, who am I trying to kid? Nothing can compare to the way Tanner makes me come alive, electricity pulsating throughout me.
Two more and my body is resigned to being without that tempting man. I turn and give Lace her bouquet full of pink and cream dahlias. We all swoon at how stunning she is.
“You’re one hell of a breathtaking bride, Lace.”
Her smile tells us all we need to know. She’s ecstatic to be marrying her man.
“Come on, bitches…” I hand them their flowers matching Lace’s. “Let’s get you wed. And hopefully me fucked by the end of the night.” Oops, there’s that language again. It’s never far away. A gentle group hug, and we are on our way.
Sweat trickles down my back and the air swamping us is heavy and hot. All the girls look fucking amazing, but to me, in my eyes, Crystal outshone the bride. Not that I would be mentioning that to Caden anytime soon. A glow sparkled from her as she sauntered down the aisle and took her place at the side of Beth with Emerald joining them next. Lace walked with Chains, her father, toward Caden who was beaming as bright as a lighthouse light. Happiness wasn’t easy to find in our world, but he had, and he fucking grabbed it with two hands. Lace would always be his number one priority now. That’s exactly how it should be too.
Crystal and my eyes were glued together the entire walk down and remained on each other for most of the ceremony. A cheeky smirk gracing her lips. I wanted to wipe that sass right off her face, replacing it with my cock. But I would have to wait.
Wedding invites went to family and close friends, not that we have many of them. And considering Caden only had his mom now, his side of the garden had looked pretty empty until Lace’s MC family showed up, spilling across the entire area.
