by Chiah Wilder
“You look so fucking tempting,” he rasped as he settled himself between her legs, spread them wide with his hands then lapped her in one long sweep from her puckered hole to the top of her hood.
“Oh fuck!” she cried out as he continued to lavish deep strokes over her most private part. She sucked in her breath and gripped the sheet, balling it in her hands. Animal looked up and caught her gaze, his lips and chin glistening with her juices.
“You taste so sweet and awesome, darlin’. I fuckin’ love it,” he said before burying his mouth in her folds and gently sucking her hardened bud. She thrust her hips up and his chuckle created the most intense vibrations against her clit. Then two of his fingers plunged into her and she moved in rhythm with them, trying to build enough friction to reach that place where her body would explode and all tension would melt away.
All of a sudden, Animal pulled back, and Olivia thought she’d lose her mind. Her gaze wildly sought his, and he smirked at her, his dick in hand.
“I wanna feel that warm, tight pussy clamped around my cock, baby.” With one hard thrust, he buried himself inside her.
“That feels so good,” she murmured as her walls molded around his hardness, coaxing him in deeper.
“Fuck, yeah,” he growled as he pulled out all the way then slammed into her again.
She wrapped her legs around him, the heels of her stilettos digging into his taut ass.
“I love that,” he rasped, then bent his head down and tugged her bottom lip into his mouth and sucked hard as he plunged back into her heat. He broke away a bit, his face mere inches from hers. “Do you want it rough, baby?”
“Oh yeah. I want it good and hard,” she said against his lips as she threaded her fingers through his thick hair.
A wolfish grin crossed his face. “I’ll really give it to you.” He withdrew and before she could think, he shoved back into her then began hammering hard and fast, pulling all the way out with each thrust before slamming back in. With each thrust, her body moved up until her head hit the headboard. Leaning over, he placed a pillow behind her head and then continued his relentless, wild pounding of her dripping pussy. When his finger swirled around her sweet spot, the wound up spring inside her sprung in a burst of sensation, ecstasy and mind-numbing pleasure. Her entire body clenched and then unclenched from the waves of delicious deliria overtaking it.
“Animal! Oh … oh …,” she moaned.
A feral growl came from him as he stiffened and came, his pulses throbbing against her warm walls. Placing her legs on the mattress, he wrapped his arm around her waist and placed his damp forehead between her heaving breasts.
“Fuck, woman,” he panted.
Sweat misted over his body, and she gently kissed his shoulder. He breathed deeply and rolled over, then drew her close to him.
“I fucking love it when we come together,” he whispered, lightly tickling her upper arm. “I can’t get enough of you, babe. I want to fuck you all the time.”
“That’s a good thing, right? It means we’re on the same wavelength because I always crave you.”
Animal chuckled and kissed the top of her head. “We’re a good team, babe.”
Warmth spread through her at his words. “I agree,” she said softly.
“I love you so damn much, baby.”
“And I love you.” She snuggled closer to him.
He held her tighter and soon his even breathing told her he was sleeping. For a long while, Olivia watched the moonlight seeping through the narrow slats of the shutters, casting moving shadows on the walls and ceilings. Feelings of happiness and love enveloped her; she loved Animal with a fire that could never be extinguished. For the first time in her life, she had found her home and it was safely in his arms. With thoughts of Animal filling her head, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
* * *
SUNLIGHT FILTERED INTO the room as Olivia nuzzled cozily into the crook of his arm. Animal was sleeping soundly, and she lay there mesmerized by the way his tattoos danced each time his chest rose and fell with every breath.
After a while, Olivia quietly slipped out of his arm and padded to the closet where she kept some of her clothes then crossed over to the bathroom. She wondered if Lucy was up yet as she closed the door and turned on the shower. Twenty minutes later, dressed in black biker shorts and a turquoise tank top, Olivia made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen. Lucy sat at the table coloring, and looked up when Olivia walked in.
“Hi, Olivia,” she said.
“Hi, Lucy. What’re you coloring?” Olivia stood behind the girl and looked down over her shoulders.
“A butterfly. I love them—they’re my favorite insect. Are you and my dad going to get married?”
Olivia jerked up and took a step backward. “Uh … I don’t know. Why?”
“Because …” She took out another crayon and showed it to Olivia. “This is a newer color. Do you like it?”
“Yeah … it’s really pretty. Carson’s Grocery is having a contest for the best-colored pictures. I really think you should submit yours. They have it according to age. You’ve got a real artistic talent.”
Lucy glanced up at her and scrunched her face. “Really? No one’s ever told me that.”
“You really do. Once you finish your picture, we can go over there and enter it if you’d like. I really think you should.”
“I’m almost done with it.” Lucy bowed her head and resumed coloring.
“What’re you almost done with?” Animal’s deep voice washed over Olivia sending tingles through her body.
“My picture.” Lucy picked it up. “See? Olivia says I should enter the contest at Carson’s.”
“You’re doing a damn good job, kiddo. I think you should go for it.” Animal ruffled his daughter’s hair and winked at Olivia. “Morning,” he said in a low voice. “How’re you feeling?”
She licked her lips and brushed her hair away from her face. “Pretty darn awesome. You?”
“Yeah … damn good.” He crossed over to her and snagged his arm around her waist and swept his lips across hers. “Fuckin’ love you, babe,” he whispered against her ear.
“I’m hungry,” Lucy said. “And so is Patches.”
“Did you change his water?” Animal asked as he shuffled over to the pantry.
“Yep. He was real thirsty too.”
“Do you want French toast?” Olivia asked as she watched Animal pour some dog food in Patches’s bowl.
“Yes, please!” Lucy’s eyes lit up and Olivia laughed.
“French toast it is. I’ll make a strawberry sauce too in case you’d like that with your powdered sugar.” She crossed over to the refrigerator and starting taking out the ingredients when Animal came behind her.
“You’re fucking fantastic.” He nuzzled her neck, his lips soft, his stubble rough against her skin. “Lucy’s real fond of you, just like her dad.”
“I’m pretty crazy about the Walsh family myself.” She leaned back into him.
“I wish I could bend you over the counter and show you how hard you make me, darlin’.”
Olivia glanced over her shoulder at Lucy whose face was tight with concentration. “Me too, sweetie.” She pulled away and walked over to the counter and began preparing their breakfast.
An hour later, Animal sat back in his chair, his legs stretched out in front of him, his hand on his stomach. “That was so damn good, babe. Did you like it, kiddo?”
Lucy bobbed her head and scrambled off the chair. “It was the best French toast I ever had.” She ran over to Olivia and gave her a quick hug. “I’m going to my room to finish my picture then we can go to Carson’s.”
“For sure.” Olivia smiled.
Lucy began to walk out of the room with Patches following behind her when Animal cleared his throat. “You need to help clear the table, kiddo.”
Lucy groaned but turned around quickly and picked up her plate and brought it to the sink. After clearing the rest of the dishes,
she turned to look at her dad. “Are you going to ask?”
Animal narrowed his eyes and jerked his head toward the stairway. “Didn’t you say you were gonna finish your picture in your room?”
Grumbling something inaudible under her breath, Lucy stomped out of the room, the half-colored picture and box of crayons in her hands.
“What did she want you to ask?” Olivia said as she sat down with a steaming mug of coffee in her hand.
Animal shrugged and rose from the chair. “I’ll be right back, babe. Why don’t you pour me a cup of coffee?”
“Okay.” She padded over to the counter and took out a cup from the cupboard. When she turned around, Animal was already back in his chair and had a funny look on his face.
“What’s up?” she asked, putting the cup in front of him. “You look like you’ve got a secret you want to tell me.”
He splayed his hands on the table. “It’s more like I got something I wanna ask you.”
Butterflies scurried about in her belly while her heart quickened and her cheeks warmed. Animal looked so earnest and serious that it scared, excited, and intrigued her all at the same time.
“What is it?” she said softly as she brought the mug to her mouth.
Animal bent down and put a box on the table. Green and orange ribbons decorated it in a haphazard fashion, and the big bow on top was a bit off center.
Olivia’s eyes widened. “Is this for me?”
He nodded and pushed it toward her.
She figured it was some racy lingerie he’d ordered online for her again. Animal loved dressing her up then unwrapping her slowly. A wicked smile flashed across her lips as she opened the lid. For a couple of seconds Olivia just stared at the leather cut neatly folded in the box. She knew immediately what it was—Animal’s patch. A shot of excitement sparked through her as she realized that he was asking her to be his old lady.
Olivia snapped her eyes to his then back to the box. She ran her fingers over the buttery, soft leather then took it out and saw the ivory-colored embroidery on the back “Property of Animal.” Once again her gaze returned to his.
“This is beautiful and … so unexpected,” she murmured, reaching for his hand. Tears formed in the corner of her eyes.
“I wanna see you with my patch on,” he said standing to his feet. “Let me help you put it on.”
Olivia rose from the chair, and Animal helped her put on the cut. He drew her back into him and ran his hands down the sides of her body, caressing and petting. “I love you, baby. Will you be my old lady?”
She tilted her head back and looked up at him, catching his gaze. “I’d be honored to be your old lady, sweetheart.”
He crushed his lips to hers and stole her breath away in a wild kiss that had her twisting around, clinging to him, and craving more.
Breaking away a bit, Olivia ran her fingernail over the bottom of his lip. “I love you so much,” she whispered.
“Me too, babe … me too.” He stepped back. “You got inside pockets in the cut.”
Okay … that was a change of subject. Olivia nodded and figured he wanted her to try out these pockets, so she shoved her hands in them and felt something square in one of them. She pulled out a navy blue box. Her heart pounding, she looked at him. “What is it?”
“Open it up,” he replied.
With trembling fingers, Olivia opened it and held her breath as she gawked at the sparkling ring nestled in dark velvet. She let out a long breath, glanced up, and met his eyes.
“Oh fuck … Animal … it’s beautiful.” Her voice quivered.
Animal took the box from her and slid the ring onto her finger. “Babe, I can’t live without you. Since you came into my life, no one exists but you. You made me believe in love and I want to spend my life with you. Will you marry me?”
She wiggled her fingers then paused to admire the ring. “I love it!” Olivia dabbed her eyes with the back of her hand.
“You haven’t answered me, darlin’.”
She laughed as a few tears trickled down her cheeks. “I know … this is crazy and wonderful, and I never thought this in a million years. Yes! I will marry you. For the first time in my life, I know what love is. Oh … sweetie.” Olivia rushed over to him and threw her arms around him and kissed him wild and deep. It was like she never wanted to let go.
“I never thought I’d be a one-woman man, but, darlin’, your sassiness, your loving, and your fuckin’ sweet ass reformed me.”
Olivia giggled. “I’m so happy and lucky to have you and Lucy in my life.”
“Did you ask her?” Lucy’s voice broke through the euphoria coursing through Olivia’s body.
She pulled away from Animal and spun around. “You knew all along,” she teased the girl.
Giggling, Lucy nodded. “I wrapped the box. Do you like the ring?”
“Lucy helped me pick it out,” Animal said, stretching his arm out to his daughter.
She skipped over and Animal wrapped his arm around her shoulder and Olivia did the same. The three of them embraced while Patches stood next to Lucy, his tail thumping against the floor.
“I love you and your father so much,” Olivia said, smoothing down the girl’s hair. “I can’t wait to share a life with the two of you.”
“I’m glad you’re going to be my mom,” she said, looking up.
Olivia’s chest ached, and she swallowed back the lump forming in her throat. “I’m beyond happy about having such a sweet daughter.” She bent down and kissed Lucy’s head.
“When are you going to get married?” the girl asked.
Animal laughed. “I just asked her, kiddo. We got some time.”
“I’d love for you to help me plan the wedding. I need a flower girl to walk down the aisle.”
“Me!” Lucy broke away and twirled a couple of times and Patches barked.
“Of course. You can help me pick the dress color and the flowers. We’ll make it real special and a real biker wedding.” She glanced sideways at Animal, who leaned against the island with an amused smile on his face.
“Can I tell Paisley and Hope now, Dad?”
“Yeah,” he said.
“Yay! I’m almost finished with my picture. I’ll be back soon.” Lucy dashed away and Olivia heard her small footsteps echoing on the hardwood stairs.
Animal yanked Olivia to him and pressed her close. “After we drop off the picture at the grocery store, I arranged for Cherri and Addie to take the girls to the mall and to a movie. I wanna spend the rest of the day loving you everyway we can think of.”
“I love that plan,” she said, burrowing her face in his chest.
“The first thing I want to do is fuck you over my Harley with just your cut on, and then we’ll take it from there.” He cupped her bottom and squeezed. “You’ve ignited a fire deep inside me that no woman ever has. You’re mine, babe. All of you.” He rubbed his hardness against her.
“You are my heart and my life,” she said.
“I’m all done,” Lucy said as she entered the kitchen. “Are we going now?”
Animal nodded. “Let’s do it, kiddo.”
Lucy tucked her hand in her dad’s and then in Olivia’s and the three walked toward the garage.
Olivia looked over at Animal whose gaze was full of love, warmth, and a bit of wickedness, and she blew him a kiss. Her life had finally come together, and she had fallen in love with the most amazing, caring, sexy man who turned out to be a biker. He was the missing piece in her life. How wonderfully ironic.
Who would’ve thought it?
Olivia slid into the SUV, leaned over and kissed her man, then stared out the window at the clear blue sky and the colorful flower planters dotting the neighbors’ yards.
She kissed his hand and tucked it under her chin as they drove away.
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Notes from Chiah
As always, I have a team behind me making sure I shine and continue on my writing journey. It is their support, encouragement, and dedication that pushes me further in my writing journey. And then, it is my wonderful readers who have supported me, laughed, cried, and understood how these outlaw men live and love in their dark and gritty world. Without you—the readers—an author’s words are just letters on a page. The emotions you take away from the words breathe life into the story.
Thank you to my amazing Personal Assistant Natalie Weston. I don’t know what I’d do without you. Your patience, calmness, and insights are always appreciated. Thank you for stepping in when I’m holed up tapping away on the computer, oblivious to the world. You make my writing journey that much smoother. Thank you for ALWAYS being there for me! I’m so lucky you’re on my team!
Thank you to my editor Lisa Cullinan, for all your insightful edits and making my story a better one. You definitely made this book rock. I couldn’t have done it without you! As always, a HUGE thank you for your patience and flexibility with accepting my book in pieces. I never could have hit the Publish button without you. You’re the best!
Thank you to my wonderful beta readers Natalie Weston, Maryann Becker, Sera Lavish, and Christina Spence. You rock! Your enthusiasm and suggestions for Animal’s Reformation: Insurgents MC were spot on and helped me to put out a stronger, cleaner novel.
Thank you to the bloggers for your support in reading my book, sharing it, reviewing it, and getting my name out there. I so appreciate all your efforts. You all are so invaluable. I hope you know that. Without you, the indie author would be lost.
Thank you ARC readers you have helped make all my books so much stronger. I appreciate the effort and time you put in to reading, reviewing, and getting the word out about the books. I don’t know what I’d do without you. I feel so lucky to have you behind me.
