He’d known that would be her response, or something damn close to it. He stroked a finger up from her clit, over her folds and cleft, to draw a lazy circle at the base of her spine. Viper could feel the anticipation quivering through her muscles. Her eyes were wide, her lower lip between her teeth, and her breathing turning shallow. She knew something was coming but didn’t know exactly what he might do or when.
He repeated the action, dragging his finger through the heavy moisture her body produced, and rubbed it to her anus. The sharp sound of her breath being sucked in had him focusing on her eyes. Pressing a little harder, he couldn’t mistake the small motion she was able to make in her current position to push against his finger. A quick dip into her pussy for more moisture before he pressed against her anus again.
“You want me here, don’t you?” he asked.
Her nod was jerky. “God yes,” she got out around a low moan.
His cock liked the sounds she made, giving another jerk and pushing a drop of pre-cum free. Taking his dick in hand, Viper gave it a hard squeeze and then landed the first slap to her ass. The contact between their flesh was loud in the room, as was her sharp inhalation. He struck the other side before settling into a rhythm back and forth. Never in the same spot but with the same force, not too hard but hard enough to turn her golden skin a pretty pink.
Viper had to keep a hold on his cock. The sounds she was letting rip were testing his limits. Each gasp, moan, and sensual whimper had his balls throbbing and his cock ready to explode. She was definitely enjoying the spanking. Her expression alone told him that, along with the flush on her cheeks and the moisture seeping from her pussy to slide down her thighs.
Changing his focus to watching her ass and pussy while he spanked her, he noted her clit was more engorged than after he’d sucked the tight little nub. It was protruding from between her folds, swollen even further from the stimulation. While the position he had her in didn’t provide her much movement, she was still gyrating her hips. He knew she was searching for something to rub against and send her over the edge.
He let his cock go to adjust her legs slightly, spreading them more and pulling her pussy lips apart to let him see her contracting with each stroke. Viper knew if he so much as breathed on her she’d come hard, but he had other plans. Without giving away his plans, he watched her body’s responses, and when he knew the time was right, he landed one final slap. Right over her sopping-wet pussy and clit. She went off like a firecracker. Krista’s scream was distorted, strangled, and nearly had him coming with her. Viper scrambled for a condom and sheathed his cock, getting ready to take her on her next ride to pleasure.
Chapter Twenty-One
Her brain couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Krista’s body seemed to have a mind all its own as it shook, spasmed, and tore apart before reforming into something new. Every nerve ending felt alive, and they were all attuned to Viper. She could hear his heavy, frantic breathing behind her, but that was all. She didn’t know where he was exactly, except for behind her, watching her come.
She’d never expected any of what he’d done to turn her on. While she’d heard, for some, that spanking was a serious turn on, she’d been mildly skeptical but intrigued by his proposal. Her ass was on fire from the hard slaps, but damn, it felt good. At first it had been a shock that quickly turned into a stinging heat that spread through her body. Each slap from his hand had jolted her pussy and clit into coming alive for him. Even her nipples were throbbing in pleasure and aching with need.
That final smack, the one that had covered her entire pussy and mound, had fried out her brain. Everything had stopped for a moment before the waves crashed over her, pulling her under in a crushing orgasm like she’d never felt before. Released from it, she was now limp, sated on one level, and yet left wanting on another. She needed his cock filling up her pussy but didn’t have the air or apparently the energy to tell him that.
Then Viper proved yet again he seemed to be in perfect sync with her wants and needs. She felt his latex-covered cock rubbing between her swollen folds. The heavy head pushed in and then he was stretching her still-spasming muscles around his girth. A shudder tore through her. Completion. That was what she felt in that moment: utterly complete.
Had she had the energy, Krista would have used the small leverage she had to push back into him, but even that was beyond her. Again, she didn’t have to worry. Viper’s hands, the fingers and palms deliciously callous roughened, grabbed onto her hips to hold her. He began to move, a slow glide of his cock in and out. Krista let out a moan for more.
He kept up the pace for a time. Each time his hips came into contact with her ass, she whimpered for more. She managed a wiggle finally, and he took it for the signal it was. Driving his cock into her sheath harder, she reveled in the squeeze and release of his hands on her hips. His control was on a razor’s edge right then, close to snapping, and then it would be one fucking great ride.
Which meant she needed to push him over that edge, get him to lose what little control he was managing to hold onto. In her position, she only had one tool at her disposal. Focusing hard, she used her inner muscles to grip his cock hard on the next thrust. The gasp he gave spurred her on to do it again, harder.
“Krista.”
Her name came out with a low growl. It was a warning she didn’t heed. Biting her lip in concentration, she worked her inner muscles in a technique she’d read extensively about, and even practiced on one of her dildos. It had been a while since she’d last done the exercises, but if his sudden cursing was anything to go by, she hadn’t lost her touch.
It also got her exactly what she wanted.
His fingers dug into her hips and he began to fuck her like she wanted and how he’d promised. Hard, fast, and without any care for the bruises she knew she’d wear proudly. Gasping out his name, Krista clawed at the blankets under her for a hold. She got a handful and held on for the ride of her life.
Too fast, another orgasm came crashing in. She couldn’t stop it; she couldn’t even slow its approach. Like a tsunami, she was helpless in its path and gave in. Her next scream of release had her voice cracking. Before she lost consciousness, she heard his own bellow and felt her lips curve smugly in response.
She didn’t know how long she’d been out, but when she came back around from her impromptu nap, she was cuddled in Viper’s arms and surrounded by the pillows and blankets. Her ass was still hot, and her pussy still rippled from the multiple orgasms she’d had. She felt safe in his arms, and damn if her body wasn’t humming happily from their activities.
“We.” Shit, her voice sounded like crap. She cleared her throat. “We are so fucking doing that again. Damn, Viper. I’ve read about people passing out from pleasure but never once thought it was even feasible. You fucking rocked it, biker boy.”
His pleasure from her words was palpable around them even with the stern and worried expression he wore. “You scared me,” he said.
Lifting her arm was a chore, but she managed to cup his cheek. She drew him down for a slow kiss. “Sorry,” she whispered against his lips. “You blew out all my circuits in the best way ever.” Snuggling in closer, she reveled in the fact he tucked the blankets higher and held her tighter.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely, big guy. That was one amazing ride you gave me. Next time, though, I want you to play with my ass too. That was hot when you were stroking it, Viper.” She’d tried it once or twice herself, but it really hadn’t held any pleasure when it had been her own finger toying with her tight back hole. Viper’s finger there, though—holy shit, she’d gotten seriously revved up by the light touch.
His hand clenched on her thigh. After a minute, his fingers stroked up to her ass and rubbed lightly over the sensitive flesh. She squirmed even as her pussy clenched in memory. Krista bit her lip but wasn’t able to completely quash her needy moan.
Viper stilled at the sound and then stroked his fingers over her
ass again. Closing her eyes, she turned her face up into his throat and gave him a small bite. He jerked at her action but seemed to be on board with whatever her plan was. Since she didn’t know where she was going with this, Krista really hoped he would figure something out. She flicked her tongue to his skin and savored the slightly salty taste, and then did it again.
Not one to stand idly, by he continued to pet her ass, his fingers working closer to her ache each time he moved. Finally, he brushed against the tightly puckered hole, causing her body to jolt. Working an arm free from the blankets, she shoved them down to give them some room and then looped her arm around his neck. “Viper.” God, her voice had such need in it.
He obviously heard that desire, and suddenly she found herself straddling his lap with his awakening cock rubbing against her lower belly. Wiggling closer to press her throbbing clit against his hot, hard flesh, Krista rocked her hips slowly. In her new position, she had better access to him and nibbled on his jaw, the stubble there scraping her lips. Oddly erotic, she realized.
Viper wasn’t one to be outdone and was massaging her ass with one hand while the other he used to keep teasing her anus. Figuring she had nothing to lose by being open with her needs, she put her lips against his ear. “I want to feel your finger in my ass, Viper. Please.”
His hand left her skin and had her drawing back in concern she’d pushed too far, too fast. Only he wasn’t looking at her but at the bedside table. Frowning, she watched him shuffle around in it until he came up with a bottle. When she saw what it was, she felt her skin light up. Bright red, if she had to guess, given the heat she felt in her cheeks.
She settled in against him again at his urging and promptly pressed her hot face to his neck. Krista heard the bottle open and the lube squirt out onto his fingers. It was chilly against her anus but quickly warmed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and tried not to tense up but failed miserably.
“Easy,” he told her. His other hand stroked up and down her spine until she loosened up enough to relax into his heat. “Good girl. Keep breathing and stay relaxed. I’m not going to hurt you. You know I could never do that.”
Krista did know. The pressure on her anus was building until she felt the breach. She couldn’t stop the instant reaction to clench. Viper kept stroking her back until she let her muscles loosen up. The pressure built again, and she felt that digit slide in deeper and then retreat. More cool lube before it slid back in and out. He repeated the motion several times until she was a quivering mess in his arms, and he finally left the finger inside and started pushing slowly deeper.
By this time, she was rocking her hips again, rubbing her clit up and down his cock. She slipped a hand down and began to stroke him in time with her hips. If she was going to get off on this, so was he.
Viper withdrew his finger and replaced it with a thicker one, stretching her more. She suddenly couldn’t hold up her head any longer and needed to rest it against his shoulder. It gave her a view down between them to his cock. Krista swiped her thumb over the pre-cum at the tip and rubbed it around the head and then squeezed him harder. The low growl in his chest let her know he was liking where she was going with this, but it wasn’t enough.
Krista found a condom and sheathed him quickly before he knew her plan. A quick lift up, and she pressed him into her body, sliding down onto his cock with a groan. Between his thick dick and the finger in her ass, she was over halfway to another orgasm. That only left her to get him to the same point of no return. Utilizing her trick from earlier, she began to pulsate her inner muscles around his cock while slowly riding him. The sudden grip he had on her thigh with his free hand told her she had him right where she wanted.
“Where the fuck did you learn to do that?”
“I’ve always been a big reader, you know that. Plus, there are these instructional videos you can find online that gave some extra tips. All it took was some practice, although it’s been a while since I did it last. I was worried I’d be rusty.”
That hand from her leg came up to wrap around her throat, tipping her head back. It was a threatening move, but Krista didn’t feel particularly threatened. For her, it was another turn on, because while the hold was pure dominance, it wasn’t hurting her in the least. “Who the fuck did you practice on?”
Some things she would tease him about mercilessly until his head was ready to do a full turn on his neck. In this case she didn’t—couldn’t. “I used my stash of dildos to get really good after I learned the moves. You’re my first live subject.”
Relief showed in his expression and then his hand went to drift from her throat. Krista caught his wrist and pressed his hand back into place. “Keep it there. It’s fucking hot, Viper.”
For a second, she thought he’d refuse, but then his fingers tightened enough to let her know he would be keeping it there. Biting her lip, Krista let his wrist go and reached down to stroke her clit. Already, the ripples signaling her orgasm were starting in her belly. She worked his cock and her clit harder while he stroked that finger in and out of her ass.
From that point on, she was a creature made to feel. Pure, sensual energy. Riding his cock, pinching and massaging her clit, she kept her gaze locked with his. And when the orgasm ripped through her, he was right there with her, staring back. The pleasure exploded to take them both down for the count.
Chapter Twenty-Two
The next morning, Viper woke early to enjoy the quiet time before the day started with Krista. She was still asleep and he had no plans to wake her up. After their rambunctious night, she needed the rest. Unfortunately for him, he had things to see to that wouldn’t wait long. He took fifteen minutes to cuddle with her before easing from the bed.
He tucked her back in and then went to shower and dress. When he came back out, she was buried further under the blankets with only her nose and toes sticking out. It was adorable. In that moment, he knew for sure that he loved her. The realization hit him hard, but it felt right.
Viper lifted the cover enough to see her face. He would do anything for her, whether she asked or not. She was his everything. Before the day was out, he’d ensure she knew that and that he planned to marry her. He might even manage to make it more romantic, for her. After allowing the cover to fall back into place, he found a piece of paper and left her a note.
Downstairs, there were bodies here and there, some snoring, and most in various states of undress. Shaking his head, he went to the kitchen to get coffee. He could smell it and knew someone was awake and functioning. Not surprisingly, it was Clarice, the woman in charge around the clubhouse and the sweetbutts.
Once a sweetbutt herself, she had moved into a new position after something had changed for her. Viper didn’t know what it was, but he knew Duke did, and that was enough for him. Clarice wasn’t nearly as happy as she’d once been. Since Viper wasn’t about to probe into something that wasn’t his business, he pretended not to notice. He kept on treating her with the same respect he had always shown her.
“Morning, Clarice,” he said in greeting. He grabbed a mug, filled it up, and took a sip. The woman sure could make amazing coffee.
“Figured you’d be sleeping in today.”
In the middle of taking another sip, he arched a brow in question in her direction.
Her lips twitched before she looked back at what she was doing. “Rumor is that there was some serious action going on in your room last night.”
“Who the fuck said that?” He’d fucking kill anyone that might have eavesdropped on anything he and Krista had done.
Clarice waved the question off. “Doesn’t really matter, but you should remember that your room is right above mine.”
That had him choking on his next sip.
“Got to say that even I had doubts about that over inflated reputation of yours. Let me assure you those doubts are now soundly and permanently put to rest. Damn, boy. Whatever vitamins you’re taking, you should share with the rest of these bums.”
Viper w
as one hundred percent sure his face looked like a ripe tomato. He couldn’t come up with an adequate reply, and rather than stand there taking the verbal abuse, even if this was the best mood he’d seen Clarice in for too long, he beat feet for the door. “Yell when it’s time for breakfast.” He knew that Clarice had only needed to throw the dishes in that Krista had prepped the night before. His little woman had mentioned that during one of their breathers. A good thing, too. Clarice was pretty good in the kitchen, but Krista had her mother’s talent. It had been a treat to have her doing the cooking during the previous lockdown. He knew she was bored and was only doing it to stay occupied while he worked.
In the main room, he kicked Merc’s legs off the sofa and ducked the automatic swing the other man threw. Catching him in a headlock, Viper sat down and waited until Merc clued in. A tap to his arm had him releasing him. He got a glare from Merc when he sat up and cracked his neck. “Fucker.”
“Good morning to you too, sunshine.”
Stealing his mug Merc took a gulp. He let out a happy sigh while rubbing his forehead. “What fucking time is it?”
“Almost six-thirty. We need to get everyone awake enough to clear out. Nadine will have all our nut sacks in a vice if she walks down to see Angel’s full moon over there. Don’t even get me started on what she’ll say if she spots Clutch and Rosie.” Those two were mostly naked, and still in a sexual position on the pool table top.
“Duke will come down first anyway. He always does when they’re in house.” Merc got up and went to the kitchen. When he returned, he had a second mug in hand that he passed to Viper, keeping the one he’d stolen for himself.
“Doesn’t matter. We should be proactive. Besides, you and Angel have to go relieve Kip and Dino on watch in a half hour. Best we get everyone at least moved. We both know Duke will be down at seven on the nose.” Didn’t matter when their prez went to bed the night before; he was up and moving at seven every single day. Something that drove Nadine batty but that they’d all learned to live with.
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