Primal Hunger (Primal Howlers MC Book 4)

by Piper Davenport

  “Your turn,” I said, my heart racing as he licked his lips and raked his eyes over my body.

  He raised an eyebrow and removed one of his socks, dropping it where he stood.

  “And the other,” I prompted.

  He shook his head. “Your turn.”

  “I’m not wearing socks,” I pointed out.

  “Oh, I’m aware.” He smirked. “Pants.”

  “Sock,” I retorted.

  He took off the other sock, then waved his finger toward me. I bit my lip and slid my yoga pants over my hips and down my legs, bending as I stepped out of them, holding them in front of my body as I stood straight again. “Jeans,” I directed.

  He kept eye contact with me as he unbuttoned his fly and pushed his jeans from his hips, letting them pool at his feet. He continued to stare at me as he kicked them into the corner. Crossing his arms, he cocked his head and I threw my pants into the corner with his jeans and grinned, raking my eyes over him this time. He was already hard, and I could see he was rather large from the silhouette behind his boxer briefs.

  I met his eyes again. I didn’t want to completely freak out about the size of his dick about to destroy my vagina, so I took a deep breath and forced a smile.

  “You’re okay, baby,” he assured.

  “I’m gonna have to trust you on that.”

  “I appreciate the fuck outta the fact you are, Letti. I promise, I’ll make you feel so good, you won’t remember the tiny bit of pain.”

  I nodded.

  He smiled, stepping toward me, and cupping my face. “You are so fucking beautiful, sweetheart.”

  I slid my hands up his chest. “So are you.”

  He moved his hands from my face, slipping them down my body and squeezing my bottom as he kissed me gently. “Don’t move,” he whispered, kneeling in front of me and grasping my thighs as he pressed his face between my legs.

  I wove my hands into his hair, hard to do when he’d braided it, but I needed to hold onto something, or I’d fall down. As he tongued my panties directly over my clit, I could barely keep my legs from shaking, but when he slid them down my legs and covered my mound with his mouth, I let out a whimper and bent to brace my hands on his shoulders. “I won’t be able to stand up for this, honey.”

  He rose to his feet, lifting me and settling me gently on the bed, kissing his way down the inside of one thigh, then running his tongue across my clit before sucking it gently into his mouth. I slid a leg over his shoulder and dug a heel into his back as he sucked harder. I whimpered, arching into his mouth, the softness of his beard against my lips making me shiver.

  I fisted my hands into the comforter as he slid a finger inside of me, his thumb pressing against my clit as he kissed his way up my body, then ran his tongue over a nipple. I let out a gasp as my body shuddered unexpectedly and I felt wetness between my legs.

  “So fucking beautiful,” he breathed out, kissing me gently. “I’m gonna get a condom, and then I’m gonna take my time with you. Okay?”

  I nodded, unable to speak.

  “You okay?” he asked.

  I cupped his face and stroked his beard. “I’m so, so very good, honey.”

  “You’re gonna be even better in a minute,” he promised, rolling over and grabbing a condom out of the nightstand drawer. He stepped out of his boxer briefs and I looked away in an effort to keep from freaking out. He stretched back out on the bed and hovered over me. “I want you to look, baby.”

  I shook my head.

  He chuckled, and took my hand, guiding it between his legs. He hadn’t put the condom on yet so I had nothing between my hand and his cock.

  “Oh my god,” I groaned, unable to stop myself from wrapping my hand around his girth, sliding my hand up and down. “It’s so soft.” He let out a quiet hiss when I squeezed gently, and I met his eyes. “Sorry, does that hurt?”

  “No,” he said on a grunt. “It feels incredible.”

  I leaned down and licked the tip and Aero sat up. “Okay, we need to pause or I’m gonna come a lot sooner than I want to.”

  That made me feel good. It made me feel powerful, and I grinned. “Why is that a problem?”

  He cupped my face, running his thumb over the apple of my cheek. “I don’t want to come until I’m inside you. So, I’m gonna roll the rubber on and you’re gonna straddle me. You’ll have all the control and can stop if you need to.”

  “Then can I suck it?”

  He closed his eyes briefly and took a deep breath. “Stow that sexy mouth for the moment, Violet. I’m holding on by a thread here.”

  “Sorry,” I said, then grumbled under my breath, “Not sorry.”

  He opened, then narrowed his eyes. I bit my lip and tried to look contrite as he donned the condom, then stretched out on his back. “Climb on, baby.”

  I straddled him like I did a bike, settling my palms on his chest.

  “Up a little,” he directed, and I raised up as he slid his hand between my legs, guiding the tip of his cock to my entrance. Once he was slightly in, he spit on his hand and ran it up and down his cock. “Go lower, sweetheart.”

  I pressed down and swallowed as his girth stretched me.

  “Need more slick?”

  I shook my head. “No. I just need to get used to you.”

  He slid his hands up my thighs and smiled. “Okay.”

  I slid lower and Aero pressed his fingers against my clit. I bit my lip, dropping my head back as he worked me back into arousal and I was able to take more of it. When I felt like I might rip in two, I knew he’d hit my barrier.

  “Violet?”

  “Hmm?”

  He lifted quickly and I felt a sharp pain as I tore, crying out as Aero flipped me onto my back and kissed me. “I got you, baby. Just breathe until the sting goes away.”

  His hand slid back to my clit and his fingers did amazing things that riled me up again, the memory of the pain easing as my body began to relax. I wrapped one leg around his waist and arched up and this spurred him on. He kissed me, rolling a nipple between his fingertips as he rocked gently into me.

  As he continued to go slowly, I grew frustrated, and how he knew I grew frustrated was beyond me, but he was suddenly moving faster and faster until I dragged my nails down his back and screamed his name, feeling my whole body flood with ecstasy.

  My legs shook as I lowered my feet to the bed, feeling his dick pulse against my walls. “Oh. My. God.”

  “You okay?”

  “I’m so okay, honey,” I promised.

  “I’m gonna pull out. It’s gonna sting, but I don’t want you to move.”

  I nodded, and he slid out slowly. He was right, it did sting, but not as badly as I expected. I stayed as still as I could until he returned, pressing a warm washcloth between my legs, easing the pain.

  “How do you feel?” he asked, stretching out beside me again and pulling me over his chest.

  “Kind of amazing.”

  “Kind of?”

  “Well, you shocked me a little with that little tear the hymen and maybe she won’t notice business.”

  He chuckled. “It’s the best way.”

  “It is? You’ve had a lot of experience with virgins, have you?”

  “I feel like that’s a loaded question,” he admitted. “So, I’ll just say this. I lost my virginity to a girl who was also a virgin. I was fifteen, she was seventeen, and we figured it out together.”

  “Just one other virgin?” I challenged.

  “Well, no. The other time was when I was nineteen, she was eighteen. I’d had a few by then, she did not. That’s all I’m gonna say on this subject, Letti. Not in the habit of bringin’ past fucks into a new relationship.”

  “Have you ever been in love?”

  “What’d I just say?” he challenged, although, he was good natured about it.

  I set my chin on my hand and met his eyes. “Well, I don’t care how many women you’ve slept with. You obviously know what you’re doing, so I’d be more inc
lined to thank them for giving you a very thorough tutelage.”

  He grinned, shaking his head. “Yes, I’ve been in love. Once. With my first.”

  “No one else?”

  “No.”

  “Am I in the running?”

  “To fall in love with?” he asked, and I nodded. He smiled slowly. “Abso-fuckin-lutely.”

  I let out a quiet squeak and kissed him. “This makes me really happy.”

  He chuckled. “You ready to eat?”

  I kissed his chest. “I want more of you, honestly.”

  “We need to wait a bit for that, baby. Your body needs time to reset.”

  “But I feel good.”

  “Go pee and see how you feel after that.”

  I wrinkled my nose, but slid off the bed, pulling the washcloth away and grimacing. “You seriously destroyed my vagina,” I teased, staring at the evidence of my virginity.

  Aero wrapped an arm around my waist from behind and kissed the nape of my neck. “I’m gonna seriously destroy it even more later.” He patted my bottom. “I’m gonna get cookin’.”

  “Okay. I won’t be long.”

  I took a few minutes to clean up, then got dressed and headed out to the kitchen. Aero was on his phone but rang off when he saw me.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked.

  “Why would you think something’s wrong?”

  “Your face is all scrunchy.”

  He sighed. “How do you like your steak?”

  “Okay, so this has to do with club business,” I mused. “And medium, please.”

  He nodded and seasoned the gigantic steaks in front of him.

  “We’re in a relationship, right?” I asked.

  He met my eyes and frowned. “Yeah, baby, why?”

  “Because I need to take the temperature of the room in regards to how happy we’re going to be.”

  Aero gave me a slight smirk and crossed his arms. “Meaning?”

  “Meaning, if you don’t share everything with me, I won’t be happy, and I’ll make sure you aren’t either.”

  “You understand I’m prospecting, right? I haven’t earned my patch yet. I can’t tell you anything that’s goin’ on with the club. If your father or brother want to, that’s on them, but I can’t.”

  “Then how can this possibly go anywhere?”

  “Are you serious right now?”

  “Deadly,” I said. “This is why I was so hesitant to start anything with you.”

  He scowled and I scowled right back. “I warned you, Violet.”

  “Oh my god, don’t you dare talk to me like that. If this is going to work, I need to know I’m a priority. I will not take a second seat to the god damn club.”

  He dragged his hands down his face. “Baby, you’ll always be a priority to me, but the club is as well, and I can’t promise that there won’t be times you might need to step back a bit.” He moved out from behind his peninsula and turned me to face him, sliding between my legs. “It’s like any job. I’ll share what I can, but there will be times I can’t. You have to get that, baby, or, you’re right, this won’t work.”

  I blinked back tears. “My dad kept so much from my mom and it got her killed. I don’t ever want to be that far out of the loop.”

  “I will never keep you out of any loop that will get you hurt, beautiful. And there’s no way in hell you’ll get killed on my watch.” He stroked my pulse. “We’ll find our rhythm. It’ll just take a little time to figure it out.”

  “Do you know why my dad’s been such a jerk lately?”

  “Got a guess.”

  “Will you share?”

  He sighed. “He kicked Wyatt to the curb.”

  I gasped. “What? Why?”

  “We think she was a double agent.”

  “No way. How so?”

  “She’s close friends with Sonja.”

  Sonja was a hanger on who’d pushed my brother too far when he was first dating Raquel. He’d banned her from the club, which my dad had backed up, and I knew she was trying to make trouble. I just couldn’t imagine Wyatt would do the same.

  “Even if she’s close with Sonja, do you really think Wyatt would do something like that?” I asked. “She’s got so much on her plate with her brother and business, what motive would she have to mess with the club?”

  “We don’t know. That’s what your dad’s trying to find out.”

  I frowned. “What do you think?”

  “I don’t know the woman.” He sighed. “But, honestly, she seemed totally confused by the whole thing and she was terrified when…”

  “When, what?” I demanded. “Did someone hurt her?”

  “No, baby,” he rushed to say. “She was just asked to leave the compound.”

  “And by ‘asked,’ you mean ‘forced.’”

  “Yeah, but no one hurt her in the process.”

  “Maybe not physically, but I know how scary my dad can be when he’s pissed. But if he’s sad? Jesus, he’s downright terrifying.” I settled my hands on his waist. “You should have seen him after Mom died. It was bad, Jasper.”

  “I can’t speak to his emotional state, Letti. He doesn’t discuss that with me.”

  “He doesn’t discuss that with anyone. That’s the problem.” I bit my lip. “Wyatt really liked him, honey. And he liked her. I don’t think she had anything to do with any of this.”

  Jasper shrugged. “Until we sort some shit out, we won’t know for sure, so we gotta err on the side of caution.”

  “By vilifying an innocent woman.”

  “We don’t know she’s innocent.”

  “Pretty sure y’all are going to figure out she is.”

  He chucked me under the chin. “We’re changing the subject now.”

  I raised an eyebrow. “Fine. But mark my words.”

  “Consider them marked.” He kissed me gently and made his way back into the kitchen.

  Violet

  TWO WEEKS LATER, I got a text from my dad that Aero was picking me up to take me to the compound. This meant I got to see the deliciousness that was Jasper Campbell twice this week. No one was home, so I planned to have a little fun with him before we headed to the cabin.

  I heard the roar of his pipes and rushed downstairs, pulling open the door as he set his helmet on the seat, grinning at me from the driveway.

  “Get in here,” I demanded, but he took his time and I grabbed his cut, pulling him inside, slamming the door and throwing myself against him.

  He chuckled, leaning down to kiss me. “Hey.”

  “Hi. You’re my chauffeur, apparently.”

  “Yeah.”

  “Do we have time?”

  “No, baby, your dad wants you locked down.”

  I frowned. “Crap, really?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Okay, I’ll grab my bag.” I ran upstairs and grabbed the bag I’d packed earlier, then locked the house up and followed Aero to his bike, throwing my leg over the seat.

  “What the fuck are you doin’?” Aero growled.

  “I thought you were taking me to the cabin.”

  “Get off the bike, Violet.”

  I frowned. “My dad’s not going to question me arriving at your back, honey. He’s demanded it.”

  “Get off the goddammed bike,” he ordered, and I climbed off. “I never want to see you do that again.”

  Humiliated to the very core of my being, I nodded, grabbing my keys out of my bag and unlocking my car door. Sliding in, I started the engine and peeled out of my driveway. I didn’t wait to find out if he was following me. Quite frankly, I didn’t give a shit.

  I was so done with this sneaking around, but there was no reason why I couldn’t be at his back unless he didn’t feel the same level of commitment I did. God, I’d been so wrong about all of this. Living in my stupid love bubble like the naïve little girl I was.

  I pulled up at the cabin and Aero waved to me. I rolled down my window and snapped, “What?”

  “You need to drive do
wn to Orion and Raquel’s.”

  I didn’t respond as I raised my window and headed that way. He didn’t follow. In fact, he drove back out of the gates, and I pulled up to my brother’s home that had once been an old cabin they’d remodeled.

  Walking inside, the alarm beeped, and Raquel rushed for the panel and entered the code while I closed the door. “Sorry,” I said.

  “It’s totally fine,” she assured me, and frowned. “What’s wrong?”

  I shook my head even as the tears started to stream down my face.

  “Oh, honey, come into the kitchen. We’re alone right now, so we can talk.”

  I followed, sitting up at the island, and dropping my face into my hands.

  “Wow, this is bad,” Raquel observed, sliding a glass of wine toward me.

  “I screwed up,” I rasped.

  “How?”

  I shook my head. “I can’t tell you.”

  “Why not?”

  “Because you’re married to my brother, which means you’re married to the club, ergo, you’ll tell my brother and then there’ll be hell to pay.”

  “Jesus, what did you do?”

  I shook my head.

  “Okay,” she said, giving me a gentle sideways hug. “Whenever you need me to listen, I’m here.”

  “Thanks.”

  “Is it a boy?”

  “Raquel,” I growled and took a long sip of wine.

  “Are you sure you don’t want to talk—”

  The alarm beeped, and Drake called out, “Just me.”

  Saved by the bell.

  Raquel smiled gently, then went to disarm the alarm. For the next two hours, I played the happy Violet, while Drake cooked something delicious and Raquel and I drank a bottle of wine.

  We ate way too much and I was finally starting to feel a little more normal when the beep came again.

  “It’s me,” Orion called, disarming the alarm.

  “And me,” Dad said, as Drake and I followed Raquel out to the foyer.

  “Hi, Daddy.” I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed. Aero wasn’t with them, which was probably a good thing because I might have made him unable to ride permanently.

  He kissed my head. “Hey, baby girl.”

  “Why am I here?” I asked.