Page 14 of Haze (Serpents of Chaos MC #2)

HAZE

My leather boots hit the gravel when I slide off my Harley.

I spent hours recording new songs, the words just flowing.

My muse is back, and I feel more alive than ever.

She opens her door in a cute nightdress, one I’ve seen her wear before with a picture of Sailor Moon on the material. She looks fucking adorable.

“Haze,” she murmurs, opening the door wider. “I wasn’t sure what time you were going to be done.”

Locking the door behind me, I slide off my boots and socks.

Removing my cut, I carefully rest it on the back of the chair and then grip my T-shirt at the back of my neck to tug it off.

I enjoy the way her gaze lingers on my chest and abs, but I like it even more when she lifts those beautiful emerald eyes to look at me.

Something clicks into place.

She stands and starts to let her hands roam.

“We can just sleep tonight,” I rasp, swallowing hard. I want her more than anything, but I don’t want her to feel pressured. I’m happy just to have her in my arms. And fuck, I truly mean that.

Who am I?

I’ve gone from multiple women in my bed and still feeling unsatisfied to being content with just this one beautiful woman in my arms.

All I know is that for the first time in a long time, I can breathe again. I wasn’t just going through the motions to make it through the day.

Life is good, and I’m living it.

Luella smiles and rakes her teeth over her bottom lip as she starts to unbuckle my belt, slowly pulling the leather through the straps.

My whole body goes rigid, and I hold my breath as she undoes my button and slides down the zipper.

When she pulls my cock out and lowers herself onto her knees, I’m sure this must be a dream.

“Luella,” I whisper, threading my hand into her hair. I hiss when her tongue licks the head of my cock. “Yes, just like that. Look how well you take me into that hot little mouth.”

She continues to lick and tease me until I can’t take anymore. I lift her nightie off her to find her bare underneath. Picking her up in my arms, I lay her back on the white sheets and admire her.

“Beautiful,” I rasp, running my hands up her legs and spreading her thighs. I kiss her deeply, then start to press open-mouth kisses down her body until I reach her pussy. “I just need a little taste before I fuck you.”

Moaning at her sweetness, a little taste turns into one orgasm. I get her to the edge for a second one, then settle between her, my hard cock at her wet entrance. “Once we do this, you are mine . There’s no going back.”

“I’ve always been yours,” she replies in a low, husky tone, sliding her pussy against the head of my dick. I pull in a sharp breath as I slide in slowly, our eyes connecting and holding. “Fuuuccckkk.”

She’s fucking made for me.

I always knew it, and how perfect she feels only confirms it.

I usually never do missionary, but now it might be my fucking favorite because I get to look into those expressive green eyes and see every reaction play through them.

“Yes, you have,” I rumble, kissing her. My hands cup her jaw to position her just how I want her as I drive inside. “You feel so fucking good, Luella. Just like I knew you would.”

And fucking with no condom? I’ve never done that before. And it feels fucking amazing having nothing between us.

“Haze—”

“That’s right, beg for this cock,” I moan, sucking on the side of her neck. I pull back to watch myself slide in and out of her wet heat. “Fuck, look what you do to me.”

“Haze,” she pleads, lifting her hips to meet me thrust for thrust.

“What do you need, baby?” I ask, taking her deep and slow. She’s so fucking wet, and I don’t remember sex ever being this good. “Use your words.”

“More. I need more.”

I wanted to take my time and savor her, but it looks like she has other plans.

Bracing myself up on my arms above her, I start a faster rhythm. Her moans soon grow louder. “That’s right, come all over my cock. Give me what I want.”

“Fuck,” she screams, digging her nails into my thighs.

I draw her orgasm out until I’ve wrung every last wave of pleasure from her, and then pull out and go down on her again, licking her clean.

Her thighs tremble as she’s on the verge of coming again.

She lifts my face from her pussy by pulling at my short hair to look into my eyes.

Her face is full of hunger and heat. I think it’s the single most erotic moment of my life.

I slowly lick my tongue out over her clit with the metal ball of my piercing, not looking away from her.

“Your mouth… just like that,” she murmurs, her tongue brushing over her lower lip. She lets go of my hair, and I continue to devour her until she screams my name.

Laying back on the bed, I lift her on top of me to straddle me. She lowers herself fast and hard, her hands leaning backward to grip my thighs. Her head falls back, exposing her graceful neck.

I’ve never seen anything so fucking beautiful.

She’s uninhibited, taking what she needs from me.

Rising, I play with her nipples sucking and gently biting. “Yes, fuck me, Luella.”

She rolls her hips, working them faster and harder. She is so fucking sexy right now, and I can’t get enough. I’ll never get enough.

“You’re so fucking wet,” I growl, laying back down and playing with her clit. She comes instantly, her thighs shaking, my name a soft moan on her lips.

Rolling Luella onto her back, I fuck her hard and fast until I join her. Bracing myself on my arms, I kiss her deeply, my tongue slowly playing with hers.

She runs her fingers through my hair, then gasps when I start to move again. “How are you still hard?”

“How can I not be hard when I finally have you where I want you,” I rasp, kissing down her neck while I fuck her slowly and deeply, taking my time and kissing every inch of her I can.

Sex has never been like this for me.

This is the first time I’ve ever made love to someone.

“Give me one more, baby,” I growl, my tone low and deep. “You know you’re mine now, don’t you?”

She nods.

“Use your words, Luella.”

“I’m yours !” she calls out, her voice a sweet song.

We come together this time, and it’s perfect.

Intense.

I’m never giving this up, and I will fight like hell to keep it.

“We didn’t use protection,” she whispers, sighing as I tuck her against my chest.

“I know you’re on the pill. And I’m clean. I did a test a few weeks ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since,” I tell her, tracing lazy circles on her back. “I don’t want anything between us.”

“That’s how you got into that mess with Daisy in the first place,” she mutters, and I go rigid.

“You’re the first person I’ve ever fucked without protection, Luella. I even fucking double wrap because of my piercing.”

She goes quiet, and I pick her up and carry her into the shower.

I don’t want her to overthink right now.

Instead, I distract her up against the shower tiles.

Now that I’ve found heaven, no one is going to drag me back to hell.