Her pretty pink pussy glistened in the dim light of the room, and I trailed two fingers through her slippery slit, then rubbed her arousal into the leather. Unable to wait any longer, I drove my cock hard into her core and commenced fucking our brains out.
I smacked the perfect globe of her ass with my hand, reveling in the sound of the leather hitting her flesh.
“Harder,” she urged. Surprised, my rhythm faltered for a moment before I grinned wickedly. My hand met her ass cheek again, and she tightened around my thick cock with a gasp. The red it left on her golden flesh had me so turned on, I knew I’d be coming soon.
“I’m going to come in this pussy,” I ground out as I rammed my cock deep and held her hips in a bruising grip.
“Yes,” she hissed as I continued to thrust—only faltering as that familiar feeling crept up my spine. “Don’t stop.”
“Not on your life,” I said through gritted teeth as my balls tightened and I blew so hard in the condom, it wouldn’t have surprised me if it broke. To amplify the utter goddamn bliss, she came again. Between my dick pulsing and her pussy squeezing, my eyes fucking crossed.
We both fell to the bed, me rolling off to the side so I didn’t crush her. The room echoed with our heavy breathing as we fought to come back to earth. I honest-to-God didn’t know what to say. My mind was completely scrambled.
“Holy shit,” she whispered between gasps.
An incredulous laugh escaped me, and I pulled her closer. “You can say that again,” I murmured into her sweaty neck before running my tongue up the side to taste her salty skin. Knowing I’d made her that way had my chest expanding.
“Now what?” she asked, still out of breath.
“Now we get cleaned up and get out there before anyone realizes we’re gone.” I intentionally misunderstood her question, because I wasn’t ready to analyze the magnitude of my feelings for her. For the past year, I’d avoided her the best I could, but now all bets were off, and I wasn’t sure how to handle that. Especially being newly patched and her brother being one of my patched brothers.
I crawled out of bed and walked to the bathroom on shaking legs. Once the water heated, I brought her a warm washcloth. She wiped her face and then the rest of her perfect body as I pulled my clothes on. My cut was last on, and I gave it a proud once-over, then slipped my arms through and shrugged it up to settle it on my shoulders.
“I’ll go out first. You wait a bit, then make sure the coast is clear before you step out of here.”
She nodded, but I could see the worry shadowing her honey-and-chocolate gaze. I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips that was slow but sensual before breaking apart.
“Thanks, babe. That was amazing,” I said with a grin before drinking her in one last time.
She gave a half-smile and cocked a brow. “You’re damn straight it was.”
With one last glance at her beautiful profile as she dressed, I quietly stepped into the hall. I needed to find a way to talk to Angel ASAP.
As I got to the end of the hall, a firm hand dropped on my shoulder and pulled me around. Instantly, I drew back, ready to deck whoever had grabbed me.
“Easy!” Ghost demanded. I sighed in relief but gave him a glare.
“What the fuck, Ghost? You need to quit doing that. One of these days, a brother is gonna deck you, and it won’t be their fault,” I said with a chuckle.
Except he didn’t laugh.
My smile faltered, and I looked at him in confusion.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he asked with his nostrils flaring.
I gave him a wary smile. “Celebrating. What are you doing?”
Out of nowhere, he double-fisted me into the wall, knocking the goddamn wind out of me. “This isn’t funny! Are you trying to lose your patch the first day? Or do you have a death wish maybe?”
“What are you talking about?” I asked as I gasped for breath. I was getting frustrated, but at the back of my mind, I knew.
“Look, I know about last year when you first got home. I never said anything because it seemed like a one and done. You were one helluva prospect and kept your nose out of trouble, but you get patched and you’re back at it like that patch on your back makes you invincible?” He looked incredulous as he gave me one last push into the wall and stepped back.
“Are you talking about Jasmine? Because—” I started, but he cut me off.
“Angel willkillyou. And that’s after Venom strips you of that patch you worked so hard for. You donotfuck with ol’ ladies, sisters—or mothers, for that matter. Especially Angel’s sister, fuck! He’s so goddamn protective of her, it’s not funny. If you know what’s good for you and you want to remain a Royal Bastard, I suggest you never touch her again,” he said as he raked a hand through his hair.
“But I—”