Page 25 of Priest’s Sunbeam (Renegade Souls MC: Next Generation #2)

College had supposed to have been his free-for-all pussy.

He’d been a walking hormone, like all teen boys obsessed with his dick and what it could do.

College dating had been rife, but after sleeping with two women, something had felt off for Seb, and he didn’t know what.

His dick worked fine, his libido was always alive, but he’d felt detached from wanting to sleep around.

So he hadn’t from that point on. After those two unfulfilling nights with women, he’d remained celibate in every sense.

And back then, he couldn’t say it was because he had Sunny in the back of his mind. That would have made him a sick pervert.

Now, he didn’t want to be celibate.

He wanted to fuck Sunny until she was in agony with too much pleasure, shaking her pussy foundations.

Drawing back from her mouth, she panted in his face as he continued to play inside her panties.

Sunny was a wild little thing, seeking pleasure, and he loved bringing that side out of her.

Eventually, he would explore her every sexual desire.

She had desire seeping out of every pore like an untapped volcano, and there was only so much Seb could withstand by holding himself at bay.

“Can you be quiet? I need to see your face when I make you come.” He told her in a hushed tone, inches from her mouth.

Sunny, all flush and lovely, bobbed her head as she gripped the back of Seb’s neck, digging in her nails and rolling her lips inward when he stabbed his buried fingers higher in her pussy and then dragged them out again, repeating with a frenzied pattern.

For a long minute, Seb tested out her control, and as fast as he fucked his fingers, and her lips opened with little pleasured pops, she only emitted puffs of air over his face.

She was a goddess coming in his hand; he watched it happen.

He felt it as she clutched those fingers and went stiff all over before she flung her leg higher on his hip to a better angle and locked her arm on his waist. Her shudders were an elixir to Seb’s blood.

And though his cock was aching, knowing he’d have to rub two climaxes out of it before he slept tonight, he felt as sated as Sunny looked as she finally softened with a heavy exhale and flattened herself to the mattress with stuttered pants.

Reluctantly, he removed his hand. Not that he wanted to, but he was on borrowed time, and Seb listened to Sunny’s little rejected whimper. She wanted his hand down her pants as much as he needed it there, too. He wasted nothing she gave him.

Not her time, her smile, or the dripping nectar on his two fingers that he sucked cleaned as her eyes watched, widening when she saw how much he enjoyed tasting her.

“You make me feel so good, Sebastian. I will never get used to you making me come. It’s like a dream come true.”

Oh, his full name made his dick ache in a way that tortured him, and Seb swallowed a growl.

Then she made it worse, stroking a finger over his wet lips. But the exploration didn’t stop there. She went to his Adam’s apple, down to his chest, stomach, and then over his crotch. That’s where her hand stayed, feeling his bulge, trying to burst out of the zipper and get at her.

There were no saints in the room, and Seb covered her hand, helping her fingers feel what she did to him while the pleasure burned the back of his eyelids.

He wanted her in the worst, most deviant, sweetest, slowest ways. He just wanted her burned into his skin forever.

The way Seb’s cock felt ready to erupt, Sunny would have to contend with him being a savage with her the first few dozen times of fucking. There was no chance of slow lovemaking when he finally unlocked himself to have her.

“When do I get to do the same for you?”

His grunt was pure heat as he stared into her eyes. “You already have the answer, Sunshine.”

She played so tentatively against his jeans, like she was testing out what his erection could take, that his eyes rolled into his skull, close to coming.

Her exploration might be shy, but his Sunny was focused.

She was going to be dynamite in the sack and would drain him dry every night until he was just a walking husk of a man who worshipped the ballet flats she walked in.

“If you keep saying that, I’m going to think you mean it, and then a wedding will be planned, and you’ll realize your joke backfired, but it’ll be too late, Sebastian, because Daddy will have four shotguns pointing at your back at the altar.”

Seb grinned and used his index finger to tip up her chin. She was too fucking cute, but he knew her game, giving him those under-the-lashes glances like she was testing out her theory to see if he’d back off.

“Make it happen, baby. See if I’m joking.”

She let his junk go and used her fist to thump his chest, pouting. “Sebastian Priest, that’s a horrible way to propose to me. Ask me in the right way.”

“Fine, I will.” He gathered her in and shut off the lamp. “Now close your pretty eyes. It’s time to sleep.”

“Sebastian! Do you mean it?”

“Yes, I mean it, woman. It’s time to fucking sleep. You’ve got shit to do tomorrow.”

“I do have stuff to do tomorrow,” she agreed, “but that’s not what I meant.”

“I mean everything I say to you. Now flip over. I want your ass pressed against my dick. I need some sweet before I leave.”

She was giggling when she rolled over and then backed her ass right up into his aching crotch. He groaned and buried his face in her hair, holding Sunny by the belly so she didn’t wriggle too much.

“I’m so glad you’re here.” She whispered.

“Me too, baby.”

It was his presence or the pussy-shaking orgasm that had relaxed her enough that she was out in minutes. Seb didn’t know how hard it would be to unpeel himself from around Sunny, but he’d gotten her to sleep. He had no legitimate reason to stay, though he wanted to.

He got into his boots and jacket after washing his hands in her bathroom, looked at his silver watch, and realized an hour and a half had passed. Hawk was nowhere to be found downstairs, so he pulled open the door to leave and found the VP sitting on the top step, smoking a joint.

“Are you gonna share, VP?” he asked, striding down three steps. He leaned on the railing, facing Hawk, who sent him a skeptical stare as he blew out smoke.

“You into drugs now, as well as robbing my daughter’s cradle?”

Seb guffawed a laugh and took the joint Hawk handed over. It was powerful stuff, and it went straight to his lungs and up to his brain.

“Are we pot and kettle? Because you and your old lady have a decade age gap, that’s worked out fine. And you’re taking drugs.”

“It’s medicinal for my arthritis.”

“You have arthritis?”

“Nope. But I might one day. It’s preventative.”

Seb huffed a laugh, and there was silence between them for a beat. And because Seb didn’t have an order of things in his head, he fisted around the box in his hand and thrust it out toward Hawk.

It was apparent what it was, and the VP sent Seb a look. “If you’re proposing to me, my answer is fuck no. You’re not my type.”

If Hawk was making a joke, it meant he wasn’t in killer mode.

That had to put Seb in good standing. After briefly opening the jewelry box lid with his thumb to examine the two-carat platinum princess diamond ring, he snapped it closed and shoved it back into his pocket.

He’d been carrying it with him longer than he could admit.

He’d bought it long before Sunny was even talking to him again.

He’d been that sure.

Or that delusional? It was still unclear which one.

“Get on with it then, son. I’m freezing my nuts off out here and want to join my old lady in bed,” Hawk told him brusquely.

“I want to be Sunny’s husband.” He stated in a sure voice, both hands deep in his jacket pockets, because Hawk had it right, it was freezing.

“I’ve had it all backward for a while, Hawk, and I’m trying to go in the right order now.

But I don’t know if I’m telling you it’ll happen or asking your permission.

All I know is my guts are bleeding out by leaving her inside that house and not taking her home with me, where she belongs.

I know all the shit you might be thinking.

I’ve thought about it many times. Sunny is young.

Younger than I am. I tried to keep away from her.

A whole fucking year, I stalked her around Texas, making sure she was okay.

” This part made Hawk’s brows hike up, but he remained silent, with his shrewd eyes on Seb.

“And you know what I saw? She was homesick for me, like I was homesick for her. It was pure torture watching her from afar and seeing that she wanted to be here. I had it in me about a million times to bundle her on the back of my bike and ride her home where she belonged. With me .” Seb stressed the last part.

“You probably think I’m not good enough for her.

But I’ll be good to her . She’s in the center of me, Hawk.

And I’ll pre-empt any argument you have by saying if she wants me—if she wants me as her husband, it’s happening.

I know that’ll fuck something up with the club and my position there if you go against me—especially if you do, but I had to put it in plain terms so you’d know where I am.

This is me saying I love Sunshine more than anything on this earth.

I’d eat fire for her, take a bullet to the brain, and walk into traffic for her.

I’ll take care of her, make sure she’s as happy as a woman can be, be at her side when she wants to do madcap shit, and be the protection against everyone.

Becoming a Souls was everything I worked hard for, but being Sunny’s husband is something I need.

I wanna be her family and build something beautiful with her, Hawk.

You told me you regret wasting a decade of not being with Gia.

Please don’t force me to waste time with Sunshine because you don’t wanna let her go. You can trust her with me.”

He stopped talking and drew in a breath.

And the longer he waited for the other man to speak, the more Seb decided he was just gonna kidnap Sunny and marry her in her sleep.

He was sure Danny Murphy, the long-time local pastor, wouldn’t have too much to say about it.

Kidnapping wasn’t technically a crime because his Sunny would get off on that shit.

She’d probably think he was being romantic and not the half-lunatic he felt by not having her glued to his skin.

Kidnap was on the table. Got it.

He inhaled once more, and Hawk climbed slowly to his feet. He’d already stubbed out the smoke, and he pocketed the butt and brushed off his hands.

“My daughter isn’t twenty-one yet.”

“I know when her birthday is.” He interrupted, feeling frustration sluice through his veins. Hawk was always going to be his stumbling block. He’d known that for a long time.

“She gets her smart brain and maturity from Gia, and I’ve known for a long time that I wouldn’t have her for long. She was gonna be too impatient to wait for you.” Hawk went on, and Seb kept his trap shut, because he still didn’t know how this would go.

“Sunny was heartbroken when you went off to college. She wouldn’t eat and would lie in bed crying for days. Eventually, after coddling her, I told her if she didn’t pull it together, I was gonna ride to wherever you were and shoot you.”

Seb’s lips shook with a sudden laugh.

“That sure as shit worked, but she’d lost her sparkle, and I wanted to pull your fucking face off for a lot of those years. She’s been attached to you since birth. It’s like you helped raise her.”

“Fuck, don’t say that,” Seb winced, “makes me feel like a cradle robber.”

Hawk didn’t laugh, but his corner lip curled, and Seb took it for amusement.

“I even told Sunny to date boys from school to wean her off her attachment to you.”

Seb’s skull heated. “The fuck, Hawk!”

“Relax, the shit didn’t work. Not that I would have let some shriveled-dick teen put his grubby attention on my daughter; I just wanted her to see there were options.

But you came back from college, you patched with the club, and I saw the shit clearly, because she came alive again.

Her spark was back, as if she could breathe again.

There were no other options for Sunshine; she’d chosen her partner too fucking long ago ever to see anyone else.

Fuck, I wanted to shoot you in the face after that. It’s hard for a father to accept.”

The cold air puffed out of their mouths.

And then Hawk came down to the step Seb was rooted on, and he palmed his shoulder.

“I’d like to think my Gia’s intelligence has rubbed off on me some over the years, but who the fuck knows?

But what I know is, I can’t hold Sunshine back from her choices when I would have stolen Gia right off the streets when she was seventeen if I’d had the self-worth to do it.

Fortunately, Sunshine isn’t like me; she knows what she wants.

If that’s you, Priest, you have my blessing. ”

The air left Seb, and he almost felt himself become weightless with relief.

“Fuck, VP. You said all that and still wanted to shoot me in the face at least three times!”

Hawk smirked and clapped him on the shoulder again, turning to walk up the steps.

“Remember that my arthritic knees and I will only be a step behind if you go back on any of those promises you assured me of, son. Now get the fuck home. It’s late, and I don’t want you hanging around like a creep. ” He said lightly.

Seb chuckled as Hawk closed the door and turned off the porch light, leaving him in the dark. He was still smiling like a fucking idiot as he straddled his bike and rode home.