Shaking my head, I can’t decide what I like best about him. I thought his torso was beautiful, his mouth phenomenal, but this part of him, it’s awe-inspiring. When his fingers wrap around his hard length and stroke, I moan.
“Open, Thea,” he says, his voice rough and husky.
I do as I’m told, mainly because I want to taste him. I’ve never wanted to give a blow job the way I do with him. Usually it’s a chore, something I’ve done so that hopefully they’ll reciprocate, but right now, I just want to feel him inside of me, any way possible.
Bear takes a step forward, the head of his cock sliding across my bottom lip. Sneaking my tongue out, I taste the head of his dick. He grunts, his eyes darkening to a shade of gray that looks like a thunderstorm about to roll in.
“Suck me, Red,” he growls as he slowly sinks down my throat.
He doesn’t go too far, careful not to choke me, but honest to God I don’t think that I would mind if he did. Reaching my hand up, I wrap it around the base of his cock and I begin to bob. Twisting my hand with each stroke, I coat his cock with my saliva as I blow him.
His fingers tangle in the back of my hair and he tugs my face away from him just as I’m starting to really get into a rhythm.
“Hey,” I call.
Bear chuckles as I frown up at him. “Another day you can go to town. Right now, I need inside that cunt that’s begging to be filled,” he grins.
My entire body does a shimmy from his words. I want him inside of me too. So bad. He jerks his head to the bed and walks away from me, climbing on it and moving toward the center. I watch as he props his back against the headboard and cocks his knees, his thighs spread.
I didn’t know a man could look so downright fucking gorgeous naked and spread, but Bear does.
I reach for the cut and begin to remove it when Bear makes a noise in the back of his throat, a rumble mixed with a growl, and I stop. Lifting my gaze to his, my body frozen, I wait to see what he’s going to say.
“Leave it on,” he grumbles.
“Leave it on?”
He lifts his chin. “I’m fuckin’ you in that cut, Red. In my cut. Wanna see my name on you when I’m inside of you.”
My eyes widen, my breath stolen a-fuckin-gain.
His name on me.
His name on me.
I know what that means. I know what a claiming is, what a mark on a woman’s body means. When a man tattoos his road name and, in some cases, his real name, too. I want to scream no, except everything but my head, my body, and my heart—they scream yes.
Climbing onto his body, I straddle his thighs and look down at him. His hands wrap around my waist, beneath his cut, then slowly slide up to my breasts and cup them. He feels their weight in his palms, his eyes darkening just a touch more as his thumbs slide across my already hard nipples.
“Fucking hell, Thea,” he rasps.
“Do you have a condom?” I ask.
He nods his head. Then he releases one of my breasts and reaches in his nightstand. I watch as he tosses a foil package onto his stomach.
“Put that on,” he grunts.
Picking the foil packet up, I rip it open and take the condom out, tossing the package to the side. Shifting my hands between us, I take his dick in my hands. He grunts as I slowly roll the condom down his length.
My eyes never leave his.
One of his hands continues to hold my breast. This feels like something almost life changing, this moment doesn’t feel real in the slightest.
“Take me inside, Red,” he grinds out.
The hand that isn’t holding onto me, slips between my legs and I sigh when his thumb begins to make lazy, but firm, circles against my clit.
“Bear,” I breathe.
“Need that pussy, Thea.”
Nodding, I shift, lifting my hips and aligning the head of his cock against my center. “Need your eyes, too,” he softly demands.
Finding his gaze with my eyes, I sink down along his length, taking all of him inside of me. I gasp when I’m fully seated, when he stretches me completely, his thumb still working my clit.
“Don’t move,” he says through clenched teeth.
His fingers tighten against my breast, squeezing my flesh and I can’t help but enjoy the way it feels. My eyes roll in the back of my head and combined with the way his thumb moves against my clit, I lose the battle and my hips jerk against him.
“Christ,” he hisses.
“Fuck me slow, Red. Eyes on me, I want to see everything,” he rasps.
Opening my eyes, I look right into his dark gray gaze as I lift my hips and then sink down again. I fuck him—slowly.
It’s too slow, achingly slow.
It hurts, but it’s the best hurt I’ve ever experienced. If I could stay right here, in this moment with him for an eternity, I would.
BEAR
When my dad said he knew immediately that my mom was for him, I thought that he was full of shit. I don’t think he’s full of shit anymore.
Thea is mine.
Plain and goddamn simple.
Nobody can ever see her like this, but me. Nobody can touch her, feel her. Nothing. Nobody. Just me.
“Bear,” she moans as her hips roll above me, searching and chasing a second orgasm.
I could come just from watching her. Gritting my teeth together, I tug on her nipple before I move my hand to her ass.
Gripping her tightly, I watch as she begins to move faster, grinding against my thumb harder with each stroke.
Her eyes stay glued to mine, just like I demanded. She’s fucking gorgeous, her red hair wild, her body uninhibited by her self-conscious doubts as her need for physical release consumes her. Her thighs tremble against me, her hips no longer rhythmically moving and I know that she’s on edge.
Pinching her clit, I watch as she falls over that edge. Her cunt squeezes me, pulsing around my cock in an attempt to draw my own climax from my body. Shaking my head, I wait until her body begins to relax and her hips still.
Lifting her up, I flip her onto her back and surge inside of her. Biting my bottom lip, I keep my gaze on hers as I fuck her. Each stroke is hard, my hips rolling with purpose as I slam into her over and over, chasing my own orgasm.
She whimpers, then moans. “God, yes,” she says as she shakes her head from side-to-side.
I don’t hold back, giving her all of me, every single inch, plus every bit of strength that I have inside of me. If she’s going to be mine, she needs to be able to take me as I am.
Thea’s fingers wrap around my shoulders and her nails dig into my flesh sending a new wave of desire throughout my entire body. My back tingles with the warning that I’m about to blow my load.
Lowering my head, I touch my mouth to hers, inhaling her breath as I exhale against her lips. “Fuck,” I breathe. “Goddamn, Red, you feel fucking amazing,” I admit.
Planting myself deep inside of her, I let out a groan as I slant my head and press my lips against hers. My tongue slides inside of her mouth and I lazily fuck her with my tongue in tandem with the stroke of my twitching cock inside of her sweet pussy.
Once I come down from my high, I plant myself inside of her, lifting my head to look into her eyes. She has a small smile on her lips, one that I can tell she couldn’t hide even if she wanted to. Her eyelids open and her gaze finds mine as she lets out a sigh.
“Hey, Red,” I rasp.
“Hey.”
“You’re mine now,” I inform her.
Her body stiffens and all evidence of her lazy post-fuck glow disappear. She shakes her head a couple of times, her eyes full of fear.
“Thea,” I snap.
Her gaze finds mine and her bottom lip trembles. I don’t move. I stay on top of her, surrounding her and deep inside of her.
“I know you’re running from something. I’ll protect you, Thea. It’s what I do.”
She inhales through her nose, then lets it out in a heavy sigh. “I know you will, it’s why I came here,” she a
dmits.
My brows knit together and I wonder just what in the fuck she knows about me, about my club. One of her hands cup my cheek, her nails dragging through the hair of my beard as her eyes search mine. I almost get completely lost in her gaze, almost forgetting what we’re discussing when she speaks.
Her voice is only just above a whisper, so quiet that I almost don’t hear her. “I know who the Devils are. I’ve seen them around and when I left home, I decided to immerse myself in the club because I knew it was owned by the Notorious Devils and I wanted to be safe.”
Tilting my head to the side, I want to believe her, hell I almost do. I think she may be telling me a partial truth, but it’s not the full fucking truth.
She definitely knows who the Devils are. She completely understands that we would protect her if she were working for us. But there is something else working behind her eyes, something that I can’t quite read.
Pulling out of her, I roll onto my back and gather her in my arms. Her body is stiff, but I ignore it and begin to run my fingers up and down her smooth back.
“And he is?” I ask, knowing without a doubt that she’s running from some douchebag.
I don’t want to think about another man, but based on her insecurities, her low self-esteem and the way she can’t believe I would want her. I know she’s here running from some guy.
“Spider,” she sighs as her body relaxes.
“He’s in an MC?” I ask, surprised.
She doesn’t seem like the type. Other than her feeble attempt at stripping, she seems a little uptight, maybe even a little stuck up. I definitely didn’t peg her as a cut chaser. She shrugs out of my own cut and I allow it, wanting to feel her soft tits against my side.
“Yeah,” she says. She lifts up on her elbows, her hair falling down around us, looking like a goddamn dream come true.
“Don’t have to worry about him anymore. What’s his club? I’ll make sure it’s dealt with.” I shrug.
She shakes her head. “No, I couldn’t. I don’t want anyone to get hurt,” she pleads.
Lifting my hand, I cup her jaw, running my thumb over her still swollen bottom lip. “Red, let me handle the fucker. He won’t bother you again. Being mine means I take care of shit like that for you. Means you never have to live in fear, not ever.”
“Why?” she asks.
Frowning, I wait for her to say something else. She knows why. She fucking should, especially since I’ve been inside of her, and unless she is totally fucking clueless, she should have felt it too. Felt that she became mine the minute she straddled the back of my bike, at the very least the second that she sank down on my cock.
Chapter Seven
THEA
My brain is screaming at me, yelling at me, to just tell Bear everything. His hand is on my face, his thumb tracing my bottom lip and his eyes are so soft and so sweet, something that I didn’t think was possible.
I get it now. Why women like my mom, like Mary-Anne and Ivy, why they fall for these hard men. I never understood it before, not really. I knew they were teddy bears, I knew that they had soft spots, but I didn’t think that it was anything like this moment.
“It’s just, you hardly know me,” I murmur.
He smirks, the look so devastatingly handsome, I seriously question his sanity for being here with me.
“Know everything I need to, Red. You’re mine.”
Biting the inside of my lip, I jerk my head out of his grasp and turn my back to him. Sitting up, I throw my legs over the side of the bed. I’m about to flee, run far and wide. I’ll go to Big Sky, maybe Canada. There are clubs all over, and I’m sure I could get protection from any of them.
Before I can slide off of the bed, I feel his arm wrap around my waist and he none-too-gently pulls me back against the bed, his heavy body rolling over mine. I am in a state of confusion, his moves too damn quick for me to completely process.
That is until my eyes meet his. I suck in a breath at the angry gaze that’s trained on me.
“You aren’t going anywhere, Red,” he growls.
I blink, looking up at him in surprise, in shock. I don’t know what to say, what to do. I lie there, just watching him and waiting to see what he’ll say or do next.
“I’m not?” I whisper when he doesn’t continue.
He shakes his head, lowering his face so that his lips touch mine. “No, you’re not,” he breathes. “I’m keeping you.”
“Bear.”
I don’t know what to say, how to react. I shouldn’t want anything to do with him. I literally just escaped Spider’s suffocating grasp. Lifting my knee, I wrap my leg around his hip, inhaling deeply.
“You should let me go. I’m not going to be anything but trouble. I don’t want anyone to get hurt, I was only supposed to stay here long enough to make some money and move along.”
He shakes his head, his hair falling down around us like a curtain. “Sorry, Thea. Can’t let that happen. We’re gonna ride this out, you stay at my side, I help you out and if we don’t work, I’ll make sure you’re safe and free from whoever this fucker is.”
Pressing my lips together, I shouldn’t agree. I don’t need to get tangled up in another man. Except, I’ve never wanted to be tangled up with a man more than I do right now, with this one.
Bear Duhart has my heart, my body, and my head tangled up in knots and I’m not sure that I’ll ever want to be free of him. He is downright dangerous.
“You will probably regret this moment,” I murmur.
He grins, shaking his head a couple of times. “Doubt that shit. Though, I don’t doubt that you could. Never done a relationship before, don’t know how, but fuck, I’ll try.”
“Strippers and club girls only?” I ask.
He grins. “That’s the life, babe.”
Frowning, I wonder how much I really know about the life. It seems like my dad, my uncles, they sheltered me more than I truly realize. Bear’s finger touches the center of my forehead where my brows are furrowed together.
“Trust me to handle this, Red. Give me what you got on that douche and I’ll take care of it all, and you.”
“I’m not helpless,” I snap.
He chuckles, dipping his chin so that his lips touch mine in a brief kiss. “Didn’t say you were. Let me take care of you, though. It’s what a man does for his woman.”
“Your woman.”
“Only mine,” he growls.
Lifting my head, I slide my tongue across the seam of his lips. He doesn’t allow me to have control for more than a brief second. His tongue slides inside of my mouth and he takes over the kiss. It’s hot, heavy, wet and deep. I moan, enjoying every second and whine when he takes it away.
“I’m gonna get rid of this shit on my dick. Be right back and then you can work me back up again,” he grins.
“Again?” I breathe as he slips off the bed and walks away from me.
He stops, looking at me from over his shoulder. “You think once is enough, Red?” he asks, arching a brow.
“Well, I got there twice,” I mumble.
“Gotta bump those fuckin’ numbers up, Red. Want you to feel me in every move you make tomorrow. Can’t do that by only fuckin’ you once. Buckle the fuck up.”
Without another word, he strides into the bathroom. My eyes watch his perfect ass with each step that he takes and I wonder how I got here. Not only in this room, but with him. I’m not just some girl he’s fucking, he’s practically stamped his name on my ass.
Fuck.
I don’t even care either. I want him to claim me. My dad is going to kill him, then kill me next. Shit.
BEAR
Rolling over, I’m surprised to find that the bed is empty. Opening my eyes, I glance around my room, groaning as the sun shines into my bedroom. I roll my ass out of bed to go in search of the skittish woman that I thought I wore the fuck out last night.
My small two-bedroom house is quiet, I don’t hear any movement as I scan the living room, kitchen, and entr
y. There’s not much else to the place. I bought the house just so that I would have a place to crash alone.
Turning my head, I see her sitting in the old lawn chair that my grandpa bought on the back patio. He came here once, looked around, told me it was a good place, then bitched because I didn’t have a place for him to sit down outside. The next thing I know he’s got a lawn chair there and he’s the only one who’s ever used it.
Naked as the day I was fucking born, I open the sliding glass door and step out into the cool morning breeze. Thea tips her head back, a small smile playing on her lips as she looks up at me.
“You’re naked,” she announces.
“Yup.”
“Outside.”
“Yup.”
She shakes her head, standing from the chair before she turns to face me. She’s wearing one of my t-shirts. It doesn’t swallow her like it would most too fucking skinny women I’ve had in my bed, instead it hugs her to mouthwatering perfection.
Reaching out, I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her against my chest. Dipping my head, I brush my lips across hers, sneaking my tongue out to taste her bottom lip before I release her. Keeping her close, I look down into her eyes.
“You second-guessing last night?” I ask as I slide one of my hands up her back to tangle in her wild fucking hair.
Thea shakes her head, then nods, then shakes her head. “A little,” she admits.
Dipping my chin, I nip her bottom lip, tugging on it before I release her. “Don’t. I got this, Red. Let your man deal.”
“Spider, he’s part of the Demon Loyalty club,” she blurts, then snaps her lips shut.
I shake my head once, my eyes widening slightly as her words sink in. “In Cali?” I ask.
She nods her head, lowering her gaze to the ground. Slipping my fingers beneath her chin, I slowly lift her head back up so that I look into her pretty eyes.
“Got family in Cali. They’ll keep an ear to the ground, I’m sure they already know every move that shady as fuck club makes, but Thea, I wouldn’t worry about them coming here. They got no allies past the California state line.”
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