by Carol Dawn
“Oh god, yes. What are you doing, Blake?”
“I just need to get some of your delicious slick, baby,” I say while pulling my finger out and moving to her delectable ass.
She starts wiggling her hips side to side when she feels my finger pressing against her tight back entrance.
“Baby,” I say as I give her ass a firm smack. “Hold still.”
“Wait, what are you doing?”
I gently rub her clit with one hand while I rub her puckered hole with the other.
“One day, not today, but soon, I will claim your ass.”
Her eyes grow wide. “That’s right, sweet girl. This ass will be fully mine and you will love every fucking second of it.”
I press against her entrance until it relaxes and lets me in. I shove my finger in and out of her ass with the same tempo I’m using to stroke her clit. It doesn’t take long for my baby to come all over my cock.
I remove my fingers and lean forward until my hands are right next to hers on the bed rail.
I grin down at my beautiful woman. “Hold on tight, baby,” I say, right before my hips move at a gruesome pace. I slam in and out of her with enough force to cause our headboard to knock against the wall.
I feel Arabella’s hands on my chest, but I don’t give a fuck. She’s being a naughty girl not listening to what I say. I’ll have to teach her a lesson on bedroom obedience another time.
My hips are moving back and forth with an uneven tempo.
“Baby, I’m about to make you mine in the most perfect way.”
Her head leans forward and she licks the sweat from my neck.
“Come for me, Blake,” she says, right before pinching my nipples.
That does it. I slam my hips all the way in her tight channel and release every bit of come from my body. I keep coming until black spots form in front of my eyes. And then I come some more.
“Fuck,” I say, as I collapse over her. I manage to catch the brunt of my weight, but just barely. I roll onto my back, pulling Arabella with me. With her weight on top of me, I finally, fucking finally, feel like everything is right in the world.
“Wow,” she whispers against my chest. “That was far better than I thought it was going to be.”
Chuckling, I reach back and smack her ass. Her pussy tightens around my cock, which is still nestled inside her warm body.
My baby likes her ass spanked.
Noted.
“You’re a very naughty girl, baby. You removed your hands when I told you not to.”
She bats her long lashes and says, “I just wanted to feel your muscles move as you were making love to me.”
Whipped, that’s what I am. Fucking whipped.
I kiss her gently. “I love you, baby. I kick my ass every day that I wasn’t there to save you in that trailer. But baby, you’re my redemption. My very own forgiveness. I wasn’t there then, but I’ve got you now.”
“You still saved me, honey. And you saved our daughter.”
“I’ll always save you, my sweet girl. Now, let’s talk about you not listening. The next time you move your hands when I tell you not to, I’ll tie you up.”
Her pussy clenches around my cock again.
Laughing I say, “My girl likes to play.”
I reach back and caress her still weeping ass. My cock is hard again, so I push Arabella up until she’s sitting with my cock buried deep.
“Ride me baby.”
And she does. Holy fuck, she does.
Epilogue
Slim
I’m so tired of pretending. I’m tired of hiding. I swear I will tell the Infernal Sons the truth about me.
Someday.
I don’t want to lose them as my family, but I don’t really want to be a patched member, either.
I needed to get away. So, I do what I always do when pretending gets to be too much. I dress up, slide on my favorite heels, hide my face behind the beautiful colors and glitter of my makeup, and I go to, The Tunnel.
It’s a nightclub for people like me. You know, gay men?
I’m not ashamed of being gay. I’m not ashamed of wanting to feel pretty. But I am scared that I’ll be found. Not by the Sons. By someone even more dangerous.
My uncle.
Speaking of, I grab my tablet to see if he’s still far away.
Yep, still in Canada.
I pay the driver and exit the taxi. The second I close the door, he speeds away. No one really likes coming here. I don’t even like coming here. But it’s the only place where I can be myself without fear.
I’m just about to the door when a group of guys blocks my way.
“Well, looky what we got here, guys,” the biggest one says. “We got us a pretty little lady.”
“I’m not a woman,” I say, hoping that will turn them off of their obvious plan.
“Sure looks like you’re a woman,” another man says. “Maybe not underneath, but you still got yaself a hole now don’t ya?”
Oh, no.
I turn to walk away when I’m grabbed from behind. A hand wraps around my mouth and I’m punched in the stomach.
“Whatcha say, fellas, wanna have some fun?”
“HELL YEAH, MAN.”
I’m dragged to a nearby car and shoved in the back, followed by the biggest man.
Please, no. Please, don’t let this happen.
I feel the tears rolling down my face.
I didn’t even get to ask Bella for my watch back. I never got around to making another tracking device for myself.
No one knows where I am or how to find me.
The man lays on top of me as someone else drives the car away from, The Tunnel. The world around me slowly fades.
Right before I lose continuousness, I only have one thought. One face. One person. One name on my mind.
Hawk.
The End
Note To Reader
Thank you so much for reading, Chains` Redemption. The amount of love and support I have gotten over the past month, since releasing my first book, has been overwhelming. The fact that people are taking a chance on a new author has made me so very grateful.
Writing this series has been a roller coaster of emotions. These characters are all part of me in some way. So, thank you for giving them a chance and reading their stories.
I hope that you continue my new journey with me. I have four more books planned in this series, and I already have a new series floating around in this crowded brain of mine.
Hawk and Slim’s adventure is next. Are you as excited as I am?
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Acknowledgments
I want to give a huge shout out to my betas, Jessi, Ashley, Sarah, Leslie, and Becca. These poor ladies had to read my book before any editing was done. :O Thank you, ladies so much for your advice and suggestions.
I also want to thank, Fabiola D for helping me name the Soul Searchers, MC. As soon as I saw that name, I knew that it was perfect for what I needed. I hope you enjoyed what I did with your name. ��
Also, a massive shout out to my Infernal Riders. Every comment, post, like and share that you do boosts my confidence as an author. Just logging into my group every day makes me want to log right back out so I can get back to work and give you the next book. Thank you for your support.
About the Author
Carol Dawn was born in Maysville, Kentucky, USA, under the name Carolyn Jacobs. Carol is a stay-at-home mom where she spends her days making pb&j sandwiches, picking up toys, and giving her kids more cuddles than they want.
At the young age of five, Carol received a reading medallion for reading over twenty-one books in an eight-week period. So, her literary journey began. She wrote poems, songs, short stories and read many books.
Carol has a slight (MASSIVE) obsession with alpha male/insta-love romance books. If she isn't reading about them, she's writing about them.
> When she isn't writing, reading or playing mom, you will find her watching re-runs of Stargate SG1, Star trek Voyager, cooking, coloring mandalas or performing her favorite songs for her invisible audience.
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