Loyalty: A Salvation Society Novel

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by Heather Dahlgren


  I see the blush creep up her neck and it makes my already hard dick, harder. She has no idea what she does to me, and tonight I am going to show her over and over. It’s taken all my willpower to hold back the way I have and tonight I will take what I’ve been craving.

  She rests her hand on my knee and I smirk at her. “Careful baby, don’t start something you don’t want me to finish in this car.”

  She laughs as she pulls her hand away. “The driver is right there,” she whispers.

  Oh, she thinks I give a fuck who’s around.

  You have a lot to learn, angel.

  I move my hand to the bottom of her dress. She snaps her head toward me, but I focus on my hand. I slip it under her dress and very slowly move it up her thigh. She tries to move over, but I sink my fingers into her skin. It’s a warning to not move and she immediately understands. I begin moving my hand up again as my eyes lock with hers. I can see the heat in them as she bites her lip.

  I wet my lips as my fingers reach her panties. “Spread your legs wider,” I whisper.

  She doesn’t hesitate and my dick pushes against my zipper. I move her panties to the side and the heat of her pussy hits my hand. My fingers brush against her and she moans. I don’t stop her, I want to hear her pleasure and I don’t care who else does, including the driver.

  “Fuck, you’re so wet, baby,” I groan.

  “Oh god, I know,” she whispers.

  I drag my fingers through her wetness as her back arches. My wet fingers rub her clit and her eyes close as her mouth opens slightly. I push two fingers inside her unbelievably tight pussy, and she nearly screams, squeezing my wrist through her dress.

  I begin pumping my fingers and allow my palm to rub against her clit. She begins moving against me and I lean over and lightly bite her shoulder. “You like having my fingers inside your tight, wet pussy?”

  “Oh god, yes,” she moans, pushing against me harder.

  I know what she needs, and I move my fingers faster. I can’t look away from her face. The look of absolute pleasure that I am evoking is such a turn on. It’s been a while since she’s been with someone, that’s obvious. The way her pussy is gripping me like a vice as she gets closer to coming so fast. I never asked, but now I will. I want to know who’s made her come and how.

  “I’m so close,” she breathes out.

  “I know you are; I can feel your pussy getting tighter and wetter,” I groan.

  I curl my fingers and push my palm against her clit, and she explodes. I slowly continue to move my fingers, making her orgasm longer and stronger.

  “Kegan,” she cries out. I’m not sure if she’s begging me to stop or to give her more.

  When she starts to relax, I pull my fingers out as she opens her eyes. She stares at me as I suck my fingers clean.

  “So fucking good,” I say.

  She climbs onto my lap and crashes her lips to mine. My fingers sink into her ass as we grind against each other. She moans when I push my hard cock against her sensitive clit.

  The car stops and we both jolt forward. She quickly climbs off my lap and adjusts her panties and dress.

  “It’s all coming off in a matter of minutes, baby,” I whisper, climbing out the door.

  I reach for her hand and once she’s out, I don’t pull away. I link my fingers with hers as we walk into the hotel. I have no intentions of hiding how I feel about her. I’m a man that puts my feelings into words and sings them. I want people to feel my passion and it’s more intense now. I refuse to hide this gorgeous woman and act like I’m not falling for her. I’ll respect her fears for now, but the world will know, and I’ll be fucking smiling when they find out.

  We get off the elevator and I push her against the wall, sliding my knee between her legs. I can’t get close enough, fast enough. My hands explore her body as I kiss and suck on her soft neck. She moans softly which only spurs me on. Her hands slip under my jacket and rub my back.

  “Let’s go to your room,” she says, breathless.

  I bite her neck causing her to cry out. “I’d fuck you right here. I don’t give a shit who sees,” I say, pushing my cock against her. “And I will, but not this time. This time, I’m going to worship every inch of your incredible body that I’ve been craving.”

  She runs her hands through my hair as she searches my eyes. “Show me.”

  I growl as I lift her up and toss her over my shoulder. I take long strides down the hall, pulling out my keycard on the way. When we reach my room, I slide it in and rush to get the door open. Once inside, I don’t let her slide down my body until we are in front of the bed. I step back and slide my jacket off, keeping my eyes on her.

  “Take your dress off,” I say, pulling at my tie.

  She slips her arms through the straps and the dress pools at her feet. I’m momentarily frozen. She takes my breath away. I’ve been with more women than I can count, but Lorelei makes my knees weak.

  I unbutton my shirt and pull it off. I untuck the white t-shirt and yank it over my head. Neither of us are talking. We are simply soaking in the emotions that are thick in the air. I step out of my pants and my hard cock presses against my black boxers.

  I step toward her and something snaps. The waiting, the anticipation, the need, takes over. I grab her and crash my lips to her, holding her close. Feeling her soft skin against my hard body has a growl escaping me.

  I lift her and lay her on the bed, settling on top of her. I break the kiss and push her hair behind her ears as I stare down at her. “I’ve never needed someone the way I need you. My body aches for you, my thoughts are consumed by you, and my heart beats for you. This isn’t just about needing to fuck you, Lorelei, it’s so much more,” I whisper, running my thumb down her cheek.

  A tear runs down her face and I quickly wipe it away. She grabs my hand and nods. “You make me feel beautiful and wanted. I’ve never craved someone like this. I crave being close to you, I crave listening to your voice, I crave the way you make me feel. It is more, Kegan, so much more.”

  I kiss a path from her full lips, down her neck, to her shoulder. I slide down her bra straps and kiss both her shoulders, moving my hands around her to remove her bra. I suck and bite on the skin exposed, while I slip the bra down her arms. Her nipples are hard, begging for my mouth and I don’t disappoint.

  “Oh god,” she moans, as I worship her tits. I suck, lick, and bite before taking one nipple in my mouth and pinching the other. Her hips raise and press against my dick, making it very difficult to take this slow. I want to slam into her. I want to claim her, mark her as mine. I want to fuck her so hard that she’ll still feel me there tomorrow. But I don't, not yet. I need her to know she’s more than that to me.

  I kiss down her stomach and when I reach her panties, I hook my fingers into them. I slide them down her legs, spreading them wider. I kiss and bite her inner thighs, moving closer to what I’m sure will be my haven.

  I give no warning as I slam two fingers into her and suck on her clit. She’s moaning and trying to close her legs, but my elbows won’t allow it. I need her spread wide for me.

  I pull my fingers out and let my tongue take over. She screams when I kiss her pussy as if it were her mouth. My lips cover hers and I push my tongue inside.

  “Fuck,” she hisses, grabbing onto my hair.

  I continue ravaging her as she moans out her pleasure. I glide my tongue to her sensitive clit, lashing against it at a frantic pace. I push two fingers inside her and fuck her as my tongue violently licks, sucks, and bites on her clit.

  “I’m gonna come,” she screams, pulling my hair.

  I don’t let up and within seconds she shouts as her orgasm rips through her. I remove my fingers and lick her pussy groaning as her taste covers my tongue.

  When she’s done, I push off my boxers and climb up her body, leaving wet kisses along the way. Her body is pure perfection and I know I will never get my fill.

  “So fucking good,” I say, kissing her mouth the same way
I kissed her pussy.

  “Kegan, please,” she begs, against my lips.

  I should just give in, give her what she wants immediately, but I can’t. Hearing her beg has me stroking my rigid cock. “Please what, baby,” I groan.

  Her heated eyes peek at mine and travel down to where I’m stroking myself. She bites her lip as she stares in fascination.

  “This is what you do to me,” I say, stroking a bit faster. “Tell me what you want.”

  Her eyes snap to mine. “You. I want you to fuck me.”

  An animalistic growl leaves me as I reach over and grab a condom from the nightstand. I roll it on quickly and rest my weight on my arms, staring down at her. I rub my thick dick on her pussy as I lean down to nip her ear.

  “I’ve never needed someone like this, Lorelei,” I admit.

  She presses a kiss to my shoulder and moves her hands to my back. “Neither have I.”

  I lock my eyes with her as I slowly push in her. We both moan as I stretch her out. When I’m completely in, I still letting her adjust to my size.

  “Fuck,” she moans, digging her nails into my back. I begin to move, and she grabs onto my shoulders. “Harder.”

  It’s music to my ears. I pick up my pace and begin pounding her tight pussy. She screams and it spurs me on. I increase my speed, slamming into her so hard and fast. She is keeping up thrust for thrust. We’re both breathing heavily and beginning to sweat. I sink my fingers into her hair as I circle my hips.

  “Oh my god, Kegan,” she shouts.

  “You feel so good, Lorelei. I’ll never get enough,” I groan.

  I’m pumping in and out of her, glancing down to see where we are connected. Watching my dick come out covered in her essence causes me to hiss. She sucks me in tight each time and I lean forward to suck on her neck. I want to leave her marked, let everyone know she’s taken, but I know she’ll protest so I bite her instead.

  “Kegan, I can’t hold out,” she moans.

  “Don’t fight it, baby, come for me.”

  I reach down between us and rub her clit as I continue my assault on her pussy. She gets even tighter around me as her nails scratch me. I look up and her eyes are closed, and her mouth is parted as she pants.

  “Open your eyes, baby. I want to see you when I take your orgasm,” I say.

  She snaps her eyes open, and I feel like she just stole my heart. She begins to shake, and I pinch her clit as I slam into her.

  “Kegan,” she whispers, as her orgasm rips through her.

  I don’t break eye contact as I continue to pound into her, chasing my own. Hers goes on and on and I can feel mine building. My balls tighten and it hits me like a fucking wall. I groan and whisper her name as I come.

  I collapse next to her and pull her into my arms. I close my eyes as her warmth surrounds me and I know in this moment I will never be the same.

  “Wow,” she mumbles, against my chest.

  I chuckle as I kiss the top of her head. “Couldn’t have said it better.”

  She rests her chin on my chest and looks up at me. “I never could have imagined it to be so.” She pauses thinking on the word. “Overwhelmingly mind blowing.”

  I smile as I tighten my hold on her. “Just wait, baby.”

  She smiles wide and kisses my chest. “Is this real?”

  “As real as it gets,” I whisper.

  “It feels like a dream and I’m gonna wake up to reality.”

  I roll us over so I’m on top of her again and search her bright blue eyes. “This is our reality. I am yours and you are mine.”

  She places her hand on my cheek and smiles. “Kegan Donovan is mine.”

  “Completely,” I say, capturing her lips.

  I roll onto my back and she settles onto my chest, like she’s done so many times before. Only this time, we’re naked and completely sated.

  I step out of the shower and quickly dry off, before pulling my jeans on. As I walk out, there’s a knock on my door and I move to answer it. I grin when Lane, Everett, and Remi push their way in.

  “Where’s boss lady?” Lane asks, plopping down on the couch.

  “Hope we’re not interrupting,” Everett says, hitting Lane’s feet to move.

  “I hope we are,” Remi says.

  I laugh as I pull my shirt on and sit down in the chair. “She had some work to do, so she went to shower and get that done.”

  “Well?” Lane says. I raise my eyebrow in question, and he rolls his eyes. “You’re such an asshole. What happened? Are you guys dating or just fucking or what?”

  I shake my head, unable to hide my grin. “We’re dating.”

  “And fucking?” Everett asks.

  I laugh as I run my hand through my wet hair. “Yeah, assholes and fucking.”

  “So, what’s this mean?” Remi asks.

  “What’s what mean?” I ask.

  He sighs and leans his elbows on his knees. “Is she still going to work for us? Isn’t it going to make things harder?”

  I look at each of them and lean back. So, this isn’t a visit to see how things went. This is a visit to make sure I’m not going to fuck everyone over. Which pisses me off since I went to them before making a move. I try to push down the anger, but it’s impossible.

  I cross my arms and shake my head. “Nothing changes. The only difference is that for the first time in my twenty-six years of life I’m fucking completely happy. It makes nothing harder. She still keeps our private life out of the headlines and keeps our asses in line. If you guys are questioning my intentions here, let me clear that shit up right now.” I lean forward resting my hands on the coffee table. “I’m crazy about her. She makes me feel things I’ve never felt. She calms me and turns me on just walking in the room. I let her in, completely in. I won’t let this affect our music or our band. My personal life, my love life, is mine. I will fight anyone who questions it. She’s mine and I’m hers. End of fucking story.”

  “You’re falling in love with her?” Everett asks, widening his eyes.

  I shrug as I lean back. “I don’t know what love feels like.”

  “You’ll know,” Remi says, nodding.

  “I think it’s fucking great. You deserve this, brother,” Lane says.

  I grin and nod toward him. “Yeah, I do and so does she.”

  “What happens if the label finds out?” Remi asks.

  “I’ll handle them when that happens. I promised her I wouldn’t come out publicly until after this tour. After this tour, all bets are off. Everyone will know and I’ll take care of it. It’s nothing to worry about,” I tell them.

  There’s a knock at the door and I know it’s her. I get up and open it, pulling her into my arms and kissing her. She’s been gone for maybe three hours and I feel like it’s been days. When I pull back, she has a smile on her beautiful face and her hands on my chest.

  “Miss me?” she asks.

  “I’m man enough to admit I fucking did,” I say.

  She wraps her arms around me and rests her head on my chest. “Good, me, too.”

  “Are we invisible now?” Lane yells, laughing.

  She pulls away and blushes, hitting my arm. “You should’ve warned me.”

  I laugh as I wrap my arm around her and lead her over to the guys. “Why? They know,” I say, lifting my shoulder.

  “So how does this work now? Can we still fuck groupies or is your old lady gonna get mad?” Everett asks. He’s half kidding and half serious, even though he laughs.

  Lorelei sighs as she sits down in my chair, so I sit on the arm of it. “Nothing changes. I didn’t care, okay I cared, because I think you all deserve so much better, but just like before I will do nothing but cover what you do privately. This changes nothing.”

  I rest my hand on her shoulder and squeeze. She’s nervous, but there’s no reason for it. It’s our private life, no one else’s.

  “Okay, well I’m happy for you guys,” Everett says.

  “I’m still calling you boss lady, even
if you are banging my brother,” Lane says, laughing.

  “Be honest with each other, that’s some shit I learned,” Remi says.

  I laugh and stand up. “Thanks for all the advice, but we aren’t fucking teenagers.” I move to stand behind the chair she’s in and narrow my eyes at them.

  Lane grins and looks around. “What’s the plans today?”

  “Santa Monica Pier?” Everett suggests.

  “Fuck yeah,” Lane says, slapping his back.

  “Yeah sure,” Remi says.

  Lorelei looks back at me, searching my eyes. I shake my head looking at her.

  “Do not look at me to see what I want to do. You have your own mind,” I say.

  I wish they weren’t here because I want to question her on why she would do that. If she wants to go, she should say it. If she doesn’t, that’s fine, too. I don’t like that she thought she needed my approval for whatever it is. It pisses me off.

  “I’d like to go,” she says, looking down at her hands.

  I’m fucking done. “Okay, we’ll head out in an hour. Guys, go get ready.” When they sit there looking at me, I move from behind the chair. “Now!”

  They all laugh and mumble under their breath as they walk out. Once the door closes, I turn toward her. She’s looking out the window, so I grab her and walk to the couch. I sit down and hold her on my lap.

  I grab her chin to keep her focused on me. “Why did you feel the need to get my approval on what you wanted to do?” She lifts her shoulders and tries to look away. “Oh no, angel, that’s not how this shit will work. Talk to me.”

  She sighs and rests her hands on my shoulders. I remove my hand, placing them both on her thighs. “Any relationship I’ve been in, it’s been like that,” she says, shrugging.

  “Like what? Controlling?”

  She shakes her head as she bites her lip. “I guess I’ve just kinda given them the control. If they didn’t want to do something, we didn’t do it. That’s why they were so boring and had absolutely no spontaneity.”

  I lean forward and kiss her soft lips, resting my forehead on hers. “I want you to promise me something.” She nods against me. “You will always tell me what you want to do, even if you think I don’t want to. Never skip out on something you want to do because of me. You promise?”

 

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