Ryder - Caveman Insticts Book Three

by Gower, Hazel

  “Ride me.” His words had me dripping with need and I eagerly complied, settling over his proud member before sinking down on it inch by inch. He held my waist and I sat on him, just enjoying the feeling of being full. He rocked back and forth and the wiggle of his body had my stomach clenching and tingles flowing through me. “Move, vixen. Let me see those fucking magnificent tits bounce. Take me to fucking heaven. Show me you want me just as much as I want you.”

  Loving what I did to him, I bit my lip and started rising up and down. Resting my hands on his hard chest, I rotated my hips while sliding down his dick and easing up again.

  His hands tightened on my waist. “Speed it up.” He moved a hand down and his fingers caressed the lips of my core and thumbed my nub. His hips rose helping my pace quicken.

  I stared down at him and saw the moment that he couldn’t let me have the control. His eyes flashed with pure need of power. He lifted me off his dick and flipped me and moved my torso up so I was on all fours. Then he rammed his cock back into my pussy so deep it had me screaming with pure pleasure. I mewled, bombarded with sensations overflowing of what his body did to mine. I gripped the sheets with all I had, needing something to hold onto as he pulled out and propelled back in. In this position, every thrust was deep and felt like he went deeper with each thrust. Ryder always gave me beyond amazing orgasms. He knew where that mythical g-spot was. “I fucking love your tight cunt squeezing me. You’re mine. I love watching my dick get sucked into you. Vixen, do you know how bad you clasp me to stay inside you? I fucking love it.” His voice was so low and hoarse, and his words had my pussy screaming.

  I nodded, but I had no idea why because he couldn’t see it. His hands palmed my arse. He pounded into me and I pushed back enjoying the feel of his fingers now gripping a globe each. My passion built higher with each deep stroke of his cock.

  My whole body hummed and I spread my legs, but Ryder pushed them back close together. His hands released me and he eased out. I pushed back wanting him back in me but quelled when his hand came down and smacked one globe and then the other. A sting throbbed on my arse cheeks and heat rushed through me. I wasn’t into pain, but what he did wasn’t that. It felt damn good. “Oh. Do it again,” I moaned.

  His growl vibrated over me and I jumped as his smacked one cheek, once, twice, three time before doing that with the other. He dove back in on the sixth whack and my pussy squeezed his dick.

  “Damn. Vixen, that feels fucking amazing.” He swatted my arse again and again, as he drove into me over and over. I love his satisfied grunt. He eased almost all the way out until just the tip sat at my entrance before he drove forward.

  Oh yeah, this man drove my body wild. I was sure my eyes crossed as he drove back in. My arse cheeks still throbbed but it had me clenching around him hoping to ease some of the sting, but damn it felt good. I was so close to my release and Ryder’s thrusts started to become almost frantic. I pushed back, but he propelled into me so fast I started panting for breath. My body was wound tight and ready to explode. I was so damn close to reaching euphoria.

  “Ryder, I’m so close.” I panted. “I’m going to fall. I need help. Please.”

  He leaned over me and reached around to strum my clit. His dick hit just the right spot and I shattered, screaming at the top of my lungs at what was the most intense, overwhelming orgasm to ever to wash over me. Euphoria seeped into every pore and I barely held myself up to let Ryder find his own release.

  “Oh yeah, vixen. Milk me. Take all of me,” Ryder roared and pistoned into me once, twice, and third time, before he tensed and filled me with his cum and then fell onto me. I collapsed forward but Ryder eased out of me and rolled off.

  I turned my head to look at him and mumbled, “You’re evil. I have no control with you. What is wrong with me? I’m not like this Ryder. I don’t let men take over. I don’t like Alpha. You, though, you have some power over me. Maybe your crazy rubbed off because I’ll live with you. I’ll unpack my stuff.” I eased up on my elbows. I needed him to hear the next thing and listen. “When my dad is back at least this time I need to be there. He needs to be told not just find out his daughter and son moved out.”

  I saw the flash of annoyance cross his gaze and his lips that had been quirk up in a satisfied grin thinned. “No.”

  I sat up because this was something I had to put my foot down on. My dad had been away and he needed to come home and settle at least for a couple of days before I threw this at him. “Yes. Even if it’s just for the first weekend he’s home. I don’t see my dad much and I won’t just throw this at him as soon as he gets home.”

  His eyes closed and he said, “No,” but with less conviction then before.

  I knew now I could get him. His eyes opened and locked on mine. “This already is moving so fast. It’s just a weekend. I’m not going to beg, but I’m telling you that when my dad gets back, I will stay with him for a couple of days.”

  His sigh was loud and as he ran his finger over his head, I didn’t miss the frustrated way he pulled at his hair for a moment before letting it go. “Fine. Just a weekend.” He gathered me against him spooning and I knew we were done with the conversation.

  Ryder held me for a while and I stared drifting as he kissed my neck and then his heat left me. I was tired and knew I should get up and clean myself, but I was too comfortable. Snuggling into the bed I started drifting off again, only to come awake when a warm cloth gently cleaned me up. I rolled onto my back and stared at Ryder. “Thanks.”

  He brushed his lips against my forehead. “Anything for you. I like looking after you.”

  My chest felt like it was going to burst, but I just smiled up at him and watched as he went and put the cloth in the bathroom and came back, settled in bed and snuggled me to him.

  I would see the boxes tomorrow and unpack them. Closing my eyes, I settled against Ryder, and as his warmth seeped into me I knew I secretly liked his alpha ways, and that he’d moved me in.

  I TOTALLY LOVED RYDER’S HOUSE, my house now, too. My new closet in particular. All my clothes and even my ridiculous amount of shoes fit in. I had room to buy more and I would still have room left. The walk-in-closet was the size of my room at my dad’s house. I had a whole closet to myself. Ryder a smaller one.

  The people who’d packed my stuff had done a good job and taken care of all my precious things, my shoes especially. I think I was angry with Ryder for moving me in at first, because I thought my stuff would get ruined and I hated people touching my clothes and shoes. My shoes were my babies. I sometimes saved for months to buy Louis Vuitton or Prada. I couldn’t afford them, but because I lived with my dad and didn’t pay anything, my money was all my own I could save and buy them. I had expensive taste.

  I’d moved into Ryder’s house and this week had been amazing. I’d had sex every night and some mornings, when he was home. I didn’t ‘do’ mornings and Ryder got up at the crack of dawn and sometimes throughout the night he got work calls and went in. Life was good. Even Arron had been the perfect brother. It helped he loved Ryder’s house. Arron, Oakley, and Shithead, (I called Andrew that because he was a dick, everything that came out of his big mouth was filth) got on like a house on fire. They were now the three musketeers. So everything was good. So good, I was waiting for the other shoe to drop. Not one of my shoes, but the proverbial one.

  I had bodyguards. That was strange. Something I didn’t think I’d ever get used to. I really didn’t think I needed them. I could look after myself, but if Ryder wanted to waste money and put his mind at ease I’d let him. The guards kept out of my way, but I knew they were there. One stayed in the salon all day, but no one heard a peep from him. The girls at the salon loved the guards. They called them their constant eye candy.

  Three days ago, Ryder came to my work for the first time and since then my girls hadn’t shut up about him. Smiling, I remembered that day…

  My mind was in a fog and had been since I left Ryder’s, no, our house, this morning.
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  “Oh wow.” Mrs. Deblanchet gasped out loud. Looking up from her nails I followed her line of sight. Dark green orbs set in a masculine face I was coming to know very well, stared back at me.

  “Vixen, when you have a moment.”

  No one mistook who he was talking to. Ryder’s whole focus was on me and you couldn’t miss the way his gaze devoured and staked his claim at the same time.

  Everyone had seemed frozen for a moment or two not saying a word until I shook my own head out of his spell and glanced back down at the job I’d been doing before I stared back at him. “I’ll be finished here in about fifteen or so. Why, what do you want?”

  “If he wanted anything from me I’d happily give it,” mumbled Emily, my manager.

  “Me too,” Greta added. She was another beauty lady like me, but she was in her late thirties.

  I didn’t need to look around the room to see the other girls I worked with agreeing too. Rolling my eyes, I put my index finger to my lips. “Zip it. His head barely fits through the door as it is, don’t make it bigger.” The women all giggled and the bodyguard, Joel, who sat in the salon snickered.

  The grin that split over his face had a sigh slipping past not just my own lips but those women around me. He moved closer to me and crossed his massive muscled arms over his broad chest. I knew he did this to torture me and prove he was indeed drool worthy and that the women sighing over him was well deserved, because his body was a work of art. At the show of another reason why Ryder was so yummy, I didn’t miss the women around me practically panting at the sight of the muscles on display. Then he spoke again in his deep gravelly voice and I knew that at work I would never hear the end of how good I was to bag a hottie like Ryder.

  “I want you. I’m taking you for early dinner.”

  It was kind of embarrassing that I was at work and at his simple words made my whole body come alive and I became wet.

  “Go. I can finish Mrs. Deblanchet’s nails. You’re okay with that Mrs. Deblanchet?” The woman nodded so fast she looked like a damn bobbly head.

  “Thank you, Ma’am. I have to stay back at work late tonight and won’t get to see Divinity before she goes to sleep.” The bright smile Ryder sent to Mrs. Deblanchet had the old woman blushing like a virgin, and the adoration in her gaze wasn’t missed either.

  I knew right then that Ryder’s power didn’t just work on me. It must be all the female population. Mrs. Deblanchet was a tough old broad and difficult. She’d been fobbed off on me and I knew it was because I was new and at first would get all the shitty clients.

  Ryder had taken me to dinner, but since then I hadn’t been left alone by my work mates. They wanted every detail about him and how I scored a Silverman. I didn’t understand why they were so fascinated. They all acted like I’d done an impossible feat. Personally, I didn’t care that he was a Silverman, but apparently, they were a big deal. The family was not only one of the richest in Australia but was one of the most influential families in the world, with friends in very high places. I didn’t know much as I hadn’t looked Ryder or his family up, but my work friends were at me to do it. I told all my friends that I didn’t care who his family was, and that all I cared about was Ryder himself. It was true. One thing I learned from being an Army brat is that it’s not who your family is, but who you are.

  My father was supposed to be home in a day or two, but in a Skype chat yesterday said he was asked to stay an extra week. Arron was happy, he was coming up to his trial HSC, and was already stressed and wasn’t ready for Dad to be on his case. I understood and felt bad I wasn’t disappointed he was staying an extra week too. I was looking forward to having more time with Ryder. Well, when he wasn’t working.

  I was worried about my dad though. When I spoke to him on Skype he didn’t seem himself and was agitated and couldn’t give me a time or the right date. It wasn’t until he’d pussy footed around the subject for a good twenty minutes that he told me he was staying an extra week and he didn’t have an exact day he would be home. It wasn’t like him, he was always straight to the point. I knew telling my father about Ryder and everything that had happened over Skype wasn’t right, but with how he sounded lately I was becoming worried about telling him even when he got home. Arron wouldn’t talk to Dad and I was past the stage of forcing him. I left the issue between Arron and Dad be.

  Ryder would be home any minute. Tonight, we were ordering take-out, watching Netflix, and relaxing. The only thing I wanted to discuss tonight was about me living with my father for a couple of days when he came home, until he settled in and I told him about my relationship with Ryder and me now living with Ryder. I mentioned to Ryder a couple of times that I wanted to do this, but it had never been resolved. Ryder was determined that I wouldn’t stay anywhere but with him. I knew though, that at least for a couple of days I needed to be with Dad and Arron, even just so I could smooth things out between the two of them. This was something I had to put my foot down on. I gave in to everything else, or more precisely, Ryder used sex to get me to agree to anything he wanted. He was beyond evil. Tonight, we would be discussing this.

  I was fucking exhausted. I’d been working doubles and talking to every source I had to try and find out who this new player was. The drugs were out there, but none of the dealers knew who the head of their organization was, they never dealt with the leader, and had only X as a name. X. No first or last name, all they kept saying was X was the leader. They all knew he didn’t like Silvermans either, but me especially I’d learned. That was the most we did know. X was making enemies including The Devil’s Queens, but even they were too scared to retaliate against X, or they were biding their time until we caught and shut down X’s operation. It was also becoming apparent that we had some major leaks in the force as evidence was going missing, and witnesses were ending up dead, even while being protected.

  Richard’s clubs were now being targeted so badly that he had raids done almost nightly. Richard’s business should be in trouble, but, the hype had done the opposite and brought people in droves to the clubs. Richard wasn’t happy, because with all the drama, he was having to come in and deal with everything and not leave it all to his management. His brothers, mine, and our cousins had been trying to help him so he could spend time with his baby son, but it had been only a year since he started giving the control of his clubs to management. Before that Richard had done it pretty much all himself with only a little help here and there from family.

  As I let myself in the house I groaned as my muscles protested each movement. This wasn’t how I expected spending the first couple of weeks having my soulmate with me. I felt like I barely saw Divinity. Lately I’d been living off less than two hours sleep so I could spend time with her. She worked mostly afternoon shift, from noon until around seven weekdays and on Saturday ten until four and then she had Sunday and Monday off.

  I went straight to the family room to see Divinity, laying across the lounge, with a fluffy brown blanket over her, and stacks of puffy gold and silver pillows thrown around and positioned behind her. The remotes were all stacked and close by. She was all set up on the lounge ready for our relaxing Netflix night.

  Divinity beamed up at me and the tension in my body instantly left me. I came to her and leaned down and kissed her. She dragged me down so I climbed over the lounge until I hovered over her and deepened the kiss. The stress of my day floated away as she clutched me to her and our mouths made love. When her hands slid under my shirt I reluctantly eased away. If she went any further I’d never get my shower or food.

  “Let me shower and get changed into more comfortable clothes. I didn’t shower at work. I came straight home.” I adjusted the hard on that our little welcome home had given me.

  “Okay.” The little vixen knew what she’d done to me. Her eyes were alight with want and pure lust. She smirked as she watched me adjust myself. “How about while you’re in the shower I’ll order us a pizza. Meat-lover for you good?” She raised her brow.

 
; “Perfect.” I backed away when Divinity licked her lips. I needed to get out of there before our relaxing night turned into a fun filled night of hot love making and exploring each other’s bodies. I turned and bolted to the stairs and up them to the bathroom.

  Stripping out of my clothes, I got the shower ready and stood under it letting the hot water sooth my tense muscles. I was looking forward to tonight, relaxing and cuddling while Divinity and I watched T.V. I didn’t even care that I sounded like a pussy when I thought that.

  I had a long fifteen-minute shower before I got out, dried, and put on sweatpants. I made my way downstairs. Divinity was walking into the kitchen with two pizzas when I arrived.

  “Right on time. These just came.” Divinity placed them down on the kitchen bench and got out two plates. She opened both and I saw she’d gotten herself a chicken and cheese pizza. She grabbed three slices. “I put two bottles of water on the coffee table for us.”

  I put half of the meat lover on my plate and we made our way to the family room. I sat on the long lounge and she snuggled up against my side. Reaching the remote I glanced down at her. “What do you want to watch?”

  “How about something like Back to the Future? Or Doctor Who. Everyone loves those and you can watch them again and again.’

  “Doctor Who? I never watched that. I just didn’t get into it.”

  “What!” She screeched and jumped back from me her pizza almost slipping off her plate. “How can you have not watched it? Doctor Who is one of the best shows on T.V. Even the old ones all the way to the black and white ones about fifty years ago.”

  Her mouth was open and her eyes were wide as she gazed at me like I’d done some major crime. I barely resisted the urge to laugh at her adorable look. “I know my cousin Zeck is into all those kinds of shows.” I shrugged. “I just never got into them. I’m not one for T.V. I’ve always been more of an outdoors person.”