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CHAPTER TEN

ELSIE

Kane’s eyes darken with desire, and it’s directed at me. It’s something I have never experienced before, and it makes my body heat with anticipation.

Gripping the hem of my dress, I slowly slide it up my body. I hear an intake of breath from him when he sees my underwear. Today, I pulled on a simple white cotton set with little flowers embroidered on.

“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath.

Dropping my dress to the floor and standing before him in just my underwear, I can’t help but feel self-conscious.

“I am not like those other girls you have been with, Kane. My body is marked with evidence of carrying my twins.”

His eyes narrow, but he speaks to me with a soft tone. “Your body is beyond beautiful and sexy, babe. Those other women were a filler for me until you came along.”

Swoon. Who knew that big bikers could be sweet?

“Those kids may not be mine by blood, but, baby, they are mine, and I will worship the body that brought them into the world.”

“Kane,” I whimper as my heart skips a beat over his sweetness.

“He fucked up with you all. He had the most precious treasure in his hands and he used those hands to cause harm and pain. But these,” his hands tighten on my thighs, “will protect you and bring you pleasure.”

Bloody hell, this man knows how to make a woman swoon and wet at the drop of some words. My heart beats for him, so does my pussy. I am wet, achy, and in need of him.

He’s right, we both feel this connection between us, and I need some loving in my life that he can give me.

“I’m going to need you to fuck me now, Kane.”

He growls and flips us so my back is on the bed and he is hovering over me. With his sheer strength, he rips my underwear from my body. Reaching behind my back, he removes my bra so I am bare before him.

A deep, throaty growl slips passed his lips, making my nipples harden and my body tingle with lust.

“Take me, Kane.”

“With fucking pleasure, baby.” He pushes up and off the bed.

My gaze never leaves his, as I watch him take his clothes off and hang his cut on the back of the door. I watch his muscles bunch and move, and it makes my pussy pulse.

His thick fingers deftly open his belt and lower his zipper, before he pushes his jeans down his thick thighs.

Fucking hell, everything about Kane Huskins is thick, and I am willing to show every inch of him my appreciation. With my tongue.

His cock springs free, making my mouth water.

My fingers itch to wrap around his shaft and bring him pleasure. He is thick and long, bigger than my ex. The head is big, and I know it’s going to stretch me beyond my ways, and I cannot wait.

“Spread for me, Elsie.”

I do as he says, his growly voice making my nipples tighten and my pussy flutter. My fingers grip the bedding beneath me as I wait for him to make his move. Thankfully, he doesn’t keep me waiting. He kneels on the bed, positioning his large body between my thighs, which clamp around his hips.

“I can fucking feel how hot and wet you are, babe. Your cunt is greedy for me.”

A whimper leaves my throat when he says this. Who knew that I liked dirty sex talk?

My head nods to him, and his eyes darken even more, if that’s possible, as he shifts his hips back and lines his big dick up at my dripping entrance. Being in the life I had with my ex, I never thought I could get this turned on with a man. My previous sex life was dull and only for him, but with Kane, I see that he wants me to feel him but also to make me feel good.

“Shit, you are tight,” he groans as he pushes into me.

His gaze is locked on mine as he slowly pushes in like I’m a virgin being taken for the first time. He’s being gentle with me, giving me time to end it if I want to, but he needs to know that I never want it to end. I want this with him.

He is all I have thought about since we got away and started fresh. Being back here with him is fulfilling all of the sexy dreams I used to have of him.

I was able to let go and be me, be the girl I was before my life went to hell.

Kane moves in and out of me slowly at first, so I move my ankles to his back, crossing them to give me the leverage I need to pull him into me when he withdraws.

“I need you to fuck me, Kane.” I pant. “Show me what it’s like to be fucked and cherished,”

My body vibrates and so does his, because he is holding back.

“Give me what you want to give. Show me, Solo.” I use is club name and he growls, before pulling back and slamming into me with one big thrust, making me cry out.

The bed hits the wall repeatedly, but he doesn’t care. He keeps fucking me hard and fast like I asked him to.

“Fuck, your cunt is tight, wet and hot for me, baby,” he grinds out through clenched teeth.

He looks down at me. His dark eyes should scare me but they don’t. Sweat runs down his face, and his beard glistens with it. Some drops land on my naked chest and I shiver. I know that would disgust some women but I find it sexy that he’s in this state because of me.

Kane shifts and sits back on his hunches. His hands slip under my arse cheeks, then he lifts me into a new angle, making his cock slip deeper.

“Oh, Kane. Yes,” I scream.

“Fuck, look at that pussy taking me so good, babe. You are creaming up my cock, baby.”

“Harder, Kane.” I grip the bedding, losing feeling in my fingers from the pressure.

“Yes, come for me, Elsie baby. I can feel your pussy ready to milk me,” he growls.

His hips snap harder, his balls slapping against my arse cheeks.

The sound of our skin connecting fills the room, mixed with our heavy breathing. His hands move from my arse. One settles on my hip, the other goes to my lower stomach, his thumb pressing down on my clit, rocking back and forth, causing the most delicious friction known to a woman during sex.

“Oh, yes. I’m going to come,” I pant, my voice trembling with arousal and desire.

“Yes, fucking come for me, baby. Come all over my cock. Milk me. I want to fill you up with my cum,” he grunts, his hips never stopping.

My orgasm slams into me, taking over my body as he keeps fucking me. He thrusts a few more times, then his body stills and he lets out a growl that vibrates through my body and the room. My name echoes with the growl as he fills me up, and my body goes limp beneath him. His body is shaking and his breaths are coming in deep, loud pants. He falls beside me, his arm looping around my body, pulling me flush against him.

“Fuck, that was good. We needed that, babe.” He chuckles lightly.

I smile against his chest, my fingers gently brushing through his chest hair, my leg slung over his thigh. With my ex-husband we never did this, just lounge after sex, it was once he got off, he was done with my body.

I feel sticky between my legs, and gasp.

“What? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” He looks at me, his brow dipped.

“We didn’t use a condom,” I state, panic setting in.

“I know. I’m clean, and I trust that you are too.”

“I’m not on the bloody pill, you big oaf.” I slap his chest, pushing to sit up, but he doesn’t let me get far.

“Hold up, babe. If you get pregnant then we will deal with it,” he utters like it is nothing.

“Deal with it? Fucking typical man,” I screech and try to pull from his grasp.

He forces me down onto the bed and looms over me with a toothy grin.

“I don’t know what you are smiling about. You are about to lose your fucking balls, mate,” I snap at him, making his grin widen.

“You like my balls too much to remove them from my body, baby.”

“I will fucking try.” My anger is bubbling over and it only makes him smile more.

“Baby,” he soothes, his hand cupping my face. “By dealing with it, I meant that we would have a kid together. I don’t see adding more as a problem.”

This man is speaking to me so nonchalantly about having kids together, and we have slept together once and I am not even sure what we are. Are we dating? Are we just playing around?

He says that I am his, but will he claim me to the club like Kink did with Adele?

So many questions rush through my skull, making me more confused.

“Oh,” is all I say, my brain fritzing out on me.

“Yeah, oh. Now, I need a fucking nap and I want my woman next to me, so sleep, baby.” He pulls the covers over us, and I am forced into his side. If I’m being honest, his warm body lulls me.

Soon, I drift off, thinking we will talk more when we wake up.