Page 27 of Fury (The Dark Angel’s MC #3)

Fury – One Week Later

“Nyx, please,” Sky begs with a frustrated moan, and I grin as I look up at her from between her juicy thighs.

Her breathing is heavy, sweat covering her that I have already licked several times, and her head is tilted back as her thighs tremble in my hold, her hips trying to move closer to my face to get friction.

We’ve been in bed for about two hours, and this is our third round.

I can’t fucking help it, I’m addicted to this girl, and I’ve just spent five days away with a moody ass Viper while my girl here watched our daughter.

I’ve had five days without her pussy, five days since I fucked her hard and fast in the middle of a field on my bike after she finally opened up to me.

Five long ass days.

As soon as I bathed and put Tate to bed, I didn’t wait another second to have this girl.

I chucked her over my shoulder, then threw her on the bed before I pounced, and two orgasms later, after ensuring I filled her to the brim and had her in the tub, I’m on her again.

I wonder how she’d feel if I chucked away her birth control, something that pissed me off to find out she was on to begin with, though I do understand.

She wants us to grow first, regain trust, and most likely get married before expanding our family.

Fuck, I can’t tamper with her birth control, can I? I’ll break her trust again.

Fuck.

Groaning, more with frustration, I gently suck her clit into my mouth, causing her to lift her hips again and rub against me, her juices coating my chin, and my groan comes out in pleasure this time, my dick twitching with need.

“I-I I need, please Nyx,” she stutters and I press a finger at her entrance understanding what she wants before pushing it in slowly then I pull it out and enter two, then three before rubbing her walls that flutter against my digits, the sign of her orgasm pending.

I suck her clit hard in pulses and rub hard with my digits before her walls squeeze them, and she gasps and moans, the sounds muffled, making me look up and notice she’s covering her mouth, her tits bouncing with her muffled moans.

Fuck me that is a sexy sight.

I bite her clit, and she flies. Her back arches as fluid gushes into my mouth, and I moan, quickly removing my fingers, and I move down, shoving my tongue into her entrance as I rub her clit hard and fast.

Her thighs tremble as she squirts, and I drink all the delicious nectar up before I quickly climb up her body, my lips slamming on hers as our tongues connect and I thrust in, not needing to guide myself in.

Gripping her thighs to keep them open, I thrust hard and quick while deepening the kiss, making her taste herself. She moans into my mouth, her nails digging into my back, only making me harder, and she thrusts up, meeting me each time, and my spine tingles.

Fuck, eating her out has gotten me close.

I tilt my hips, not wanting to come until she has again, and I hit her magic spot, causing her walls to flutter again.

My balls tighten, the need to come hitting me hard, and I thrust quicker as I let go of one leg, then press my thumb against her sensitive clit, not once breaking the kiss.

We’re not making love. It’s dirty, hot, and just raw need for one another and perfect.

She detonates again, her juices spreading between us as her walls grip me tightly and moans into my mouth as her body tenses and her orgasm washes over her.

I let loose and come deep inside my girl, thrusting one, two, three more times before bottoming out, plugging it so it all stays inside her, hoping maybe her contraception fails.

I need this woman tied to me always.

I slow the kiss as I let go of her other thigh and lean my arms beside her head while she wraps her legs around my waist, keeping me inside her, and I smile, breaking the kiss.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” I mutter before pecking her lips again, then her neck, cheek, forehead, and chin, and she laughs, making me smile.

“Really, I couldn’t tell,” she replies as she runs her fingers into my hair, and I place my forehead against hers, our eyes locking.

“I want us to move in together,” I admit, and she sucks in a breath, but I power through, “Whether it’s me moving in here or you moving onto club property, I don’t care, I want to be with you always Sky, and that means moving in together and you know if I hadn’t fucked up all those years ago we’d be well underway in adding to our family. ”

I chew her bottom lip for a moment before she says, “The apartment isn’t really big enough, Nyx, and I don’t know if I’ll ever be comfortable living at the club.”

I half smile and admit, “Technically, it wouldn’t be at the club, and you won’t have to go anywhere near it if you didn’t want to, and I’d also make Brick and Blade stay the fuck away from you. All you’ll have to do is drive through the gates.”

She frowns and asks, “What do you mean?”

I gently peck her lips and admit, “I have a house built on club ground, though it is built three houses down from Blades.”

“You built a house?” she asks in shock, not giving a shit that we’re having this conversation with my half-mast dick deep inside her, and I nod.

“I did, something only the officer brothers are granted, but if you’re not comfortable, I can move in here, and we’ll begin to look for a house together,” I whisper, and her eyes race between mine.

I don’t say anything else, allowing her to think for a moment. Instead, I gently play with her hair, keeping eye contact so she knows I’m serious, that I’d move off club property for her, for our family.

“Can I have some time?” she asks, and I smile softly because fuck me, this woman is amazing.

She wants fuck all to do with the club, with Brick and Blade but is willing to think about living near them for me and Tate.

“Of course, baby, take all the time you need, and in the meantime, I’ll keep an eye out for houses in the area.” I murmur, and she shakes her head.

“I don’t mean some time to think about moving on club property or buying a house. I won’t move Tate away from her family, I don’t even have the right to do that. I mean, can I have time to come to terms with living near them?”

Fuck me…

“Precious, first of all, you do have the right to remove Tate from club property if that is the route you chose but second of all, take all the time you fucking need, and I’ll stay here until you are ready,” I reply, and she nods, her eyes tearing seeing my truth.

She is Tate’s mother. She always was supposed to be, and she needs to understand that.

Leaning up, Skylar presses her lips against mine, licking the bottom, and I open willingly and shove my tongue into her mouth, taking over the kiss as my dick hardens again.

I thrust, ready for another round, and she moans in my mouth, tightening her hold on my waist as she swivels her hips for more friction, our releases spreading between us.

It’s dirty and oh so fucking sexy.

Fuck, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of this woman.

“Seriously, who in the hell is calling at this time of night?” I complain from beside my girl an hour later after another round, making up for lost time.

My breathing is heavy, but my cock is hard, ready for another go, and instead of ignoring her phone and climbing back on top of me, knowing it could be important, Sky laughs as she leans over me, her gorgeous tits squishing against my chest and I grab her ass, needing my hands on her as I place my face into her neck.

Giggling, she grabs her phone but tenses as she checks it and mutters, “It’s Mama…”

I look and see a picture of Sky and Anna grinning back at me, and concern hits.

It’s one in the morning, meaning this can’t be good.

Fuck.

“Mama?” Sky answers and sniffling can be heard, and my heart breaks when I hear, “I-I can’t be with him anymore, I can’t deal with the pain.”

Ah, double fuck, shit is about to hit the fan…