Page 20 of Skully’s Property (Savage Knights MC: NW Chapter #2)

Skully

I t’s like going through withdrawal. I break out into a sweat.

My body practically shaking. The need so fucking intense I feel like I’m going to lose my mind.

And I don’t even get my daily fix anymore.

Shayna is the one who brings me my packages now.

I still order shit daily in hopes it will be Maddy knocking on my door, but she doesn’t come. For once, she fucking listened to me.

There’s another crash outside followed by a burst of laughter.

The music is blaring loud tonight. The guys are having a party.

And damn, if I couldn’t use a drink, but I’m not going out to face the crowd.

I heard Maddy leave her room earlier, so I know she’s out there with the guys.

She’s probably having a good fucking time too.

Drinking, dancing, flirting with my brothers.

It’s another reason I stay locked inside this room.

If I go out and see one of them groping her, her sweet face smiling up at them, I’m liable to pull my gun and put a bullet in his head.

Finally, I hear heels clicking down the hall followed by a giggle.

Her giggle. It was always one of the sweetest sounds.

A sound I’d live for. Her door opens and then closes, and I’m praying she’s alone.

I press my ear to the wall, listening. A pair of shoes drop, then there’s the sound of a zipper sliding down.

Another soft giggle has me pressing my ear closer, it’s cut short by a hiccup.

I think my girl is drunk. Thankfully, it doesn’t sound like there’s anyone else in there with her.

Thank fuck because I’d be grabbing my piece and puttin’ an end to the fucker’s life.

The squeak of her bed has me breathing a sigh of relief because now I can stop worrying about her.

I trust my men, but I don’t know who the fuck they have here tonight.

The hangarounds wouldn’t have a fucking clue who that girl belongs to, and one look at her and they’d be trying to make a play to get into her pants.

And since I cut her loose, told her to move on, she might be so inclined to do what I fucking told her.

I’m about to roll myself back, needing to quit my obsession, but then I hear it. Her soft whimper followed by a gasped intake of air. I press my ear so close to the wall the cartilage starts to hurt.

“Mmm…” She lets out another moan and my dick is now giving her a salute.

I think she’s in there playing with herself.

I wonder if she’s playing with that damn toy.

The one I should never have gotten for her.

That thing is getting all my fucking action.

She fucks that thing nightly. She’s so fucking satisfied by that plastic cock she has no fucking use for me anymore.

There’s another gasp, and I can imagine her body arching off the bed. Her legs spread wide, her sheets already getting soaked.

“That’s it. Oh my God, yes. Just like that. Mmm…”

Her groaned words have me clenching my fists. She’s moaning for that thing as if it’s a man.

“Yes. Fuck, that feels so good.”

The hell it does. Doesn’t feel as good as my cock. Doesn’t feel as good as my fingers or my fucking tongue. It’s not even as thick as me.

“Oh, God, it’s so good. I’m so close. Mmm…”

The anger explodes inside my head. The jealousy trying to suffocate me.

I can’t fucking take it. I shove back from the wall, rolling my ass out of my room and straight into hers.

She doesn’t even hear me come in she’s so caught up in the throes of her heat.

Any fucking one of my brothers could’ve barged in and she’d be none the wiser.

Any stranger could’ve heard her moans and come in to help. Now I’m raging.

I slam the door seeing if that gets her fucking attention. She lets out a screech and goes to cover herself up until…she realizes it’s me. Then she turns a snarl on me as her eyes glare me down.

“Get out of my room, Skully. You have no right being in here.”

The hell I don’t. She’s my fucking woman.

This is my fucking clubhouse. And this is my fucking brother’s room.

I have every right. She’s the one who has no right invading my space.

Invading my damn mind morning, noon, and night.

She’s all I fucking think about. All I dream about when I shut my eyes.

The obsession bleeds so deep all I draw are aqua eyes.

Greenish-blue eyes filled with hope. Greenish-blue eyes filled with lust. Her damn beautiful eyes haunt my every thought.

I roll myself to the side of her bed, my dick pained when I see her naked frame.

Every curve is lit by the moonlight shining through the window.

She’s absolutely breathtaking. The most perfect angel.

Flushed and glowing. There’s a sheen of sweat on her skin.

Her nipples tight from the heat that was coursing through her before I interrupted.

My eyes slide lower, and the damn toy I got her is between her legs. Wedged into her tight body.

Jealousy roars inside and I grab the thing and send it flying across the room. No one and no toy are going to touch what’s mine. Her pleasure and her orgasms belong to me.

“You’re mine, Madison. This pussy is my fucking property.

” I reach between her legs, groaning when her wetness smears across my skin.

She’s soaked and swollen and flushed with need.

“Do you hear me? MINE. This pussy. These tits…” I reach for one and pinch her nipple taut.

“Are mine. And when you come, you’ll be coming on my dick. ”

I shove her back and then pull myself up onto the bed, hovering right above her.

Her eyes are staring up at me, heavy from the burden of her lust that’s knotted tight, still needing to be released.

But that’s not the only thing I see in her pretty aqua depths.

She’s looking at me like she’s been waiting for this moment. Relief. Excitement. Disbelief.

“Are you gonna give me what I want, babe?”

And now there’s a look in them that I remember all too well. Just like that first night we met. Her stubborn defiance. She’s playing hard to get.

“Not sure you deserve it after the way you treated me, mister.” Fair point.

I’ve been a fucking asshole but fuck if I won’t do everything in my power to make it up to her.

Starting with making her body purr. “But I’ll tell you what.

If you fuck me like you fucked my throat, I’ll think about forgiving you. ”

Shit. Forgot that my girl likes it rough. Lucky for her, I’ve got enough pent-up anger and aggression running through these veins that it won’t be a problem. My control with her is obsolete.

I sit back and rid myself of my clothes.

Stripping my shirt off first and tossing it onto my chair.

The second she gets a look at my abs she moans.

Her fingers start trailing up and down the ridges, and my cock pulses at every touch.

I’m hungry for her attention. When her lips close around my pec, my head falls back on a groan.

God, I love having her mouth on me. Her tongue flicking against the sensitive skin. I’m never gonna fucking last.

Her hands slide down, running straight into my jogging pants and she closes around my shaft, drawing the tension tight.

My hips buck up into her touch, pre-cum spewing out.

Every squeeze and stroke pulling me toward my release, but I want to be inside her when I come.

I grip her hand, giving her a warning glare when she narrows her stubborn eyes on me, unhappy that I’m taking away her fun.

“You need to behave.” I sharpen my voice, but only because I know how hot it makes her.

“Now, it’s time for you to lie back, little one.

I have a promise to fulfill.” I’m going to fuck her until she forgets all my past sins.

Until all she remembers is how good I make her feel. How explosive it is between us.

She drops back. Her pretty eyes watching my every move.

This is the moment I’d been resisting. The moment I’d been dreading.

But with the way she’s looking at me as I pull off my pants, the blackness doesn’t take hold.

The insecurities stay locked inside the dark depths of my thoughts.

There’s nothing but red-hot lust running through her cheeks and burning in her eyes.

“I need you so much, Teddy.”

Oh fuck. Hearing my given name uttered from her lips is my undoing.

I drop forward and pull her up, then I kiss her just like that first night we met.

But the sparks are even more intense. Never thought the fire could blaze so hot.

Her lips, her tongue, the sounds slipping into my mouth as her body starts to writhe against me.

I grip her thigh and thrust forward, rubbing right between her folds, feeling her warmth coat my skin.

She slips back on a gasp, the feels rocking through her. Her eyes are shut tight, but I want them open. I need to see what she’s feeling.

“Look at me.”

They flutter open, and it’s there. The same look she gave me when we met. Connected beyond the physical. Bonded by a force out of our control. I knew it the instant I saw her, felt it the moment we touched, but this… This is more.

I shift forward and finally sink into her, and the feeling is overwhelming.

It feels so right. Like I’m exactly where I belong.

Like I’ve come home. The darkness is no longer in the outskirts of my thoughts.

The only pressing feeling is the pressure building within.

And it’s building rapidly. I pump my hips, chasing it down.

Following it into the flames and letting myself burn in the pleasure.

My girl is mewling so sweetly. She holds on tight, taking her fucking like a perfect angel. Her fingers digging into my sides. Her legs spread. Pussy clenching. And it’s tempting me closer to the edge. I’m not going over until she’s with me.

My hand slides between us and I rub over her clit, petting it softly to tweak her nerves.

Her thighs clench together, body contracting around my girth, and I feel it.

The gush of her heat. The pulse throbbing around my shaft.

Her body shaking beneath my frame. And I finally let myself go, snap the restraints and give myself over to the feeling.

It rips through me. Violent and brilliant.

Tearing me down and tying me back together as every shock races through.

Chasing the pain away. Making me forget. Making me whole again.

It's the most intense experience of my life. My body and mind almost can’t reconcile the feeling.

I open my eyes, wanting to know she’s real.

Wanting to know I’m not dreaming this moment.

Aqua eyes radiate awe. A sweet, sleepy smile is formed on her lips.

Her face even more beautiful with its rosy flush.

She looks happy. I’m feeling it too. For the first time in over a year, my mind is at peace.

The war isn’t waging inside. I feel calm.

“What are you thinking about?” Her soft whisper snags my attention back to her pretty face.

“I’m thinking that I’ve got the most amazing girl in my arms. And that I haven’t been very nice to her, and I owe her a true apology. Especially for that shitty gift I gave her.”

Her cheeks lift. “It wasn’t that shitty. I actually enjoyed it.”

I nuzzle into her neck, growling at the fact. Never again. I’m going to toss the thing into the trash. No fake dick is going to steal her pleasure from me.

“I’ll gladly accept your apology on one condition.” I already thought I fulfilled my condition. Never fucked her so rough before and she exploded.

“What are your terms, babe?” I’ll do anything to get her to forgive me.

“You stay with me tonight.”

I tighten my arms around her, tucking her as close as I can. “Wasn’t planning on goin’ anywhere, babe. Not making the same mistake twice.”

Ripper was right, it’s time to start fighting. And this girl is worth fighting for. I’m determined now. Determined to get better for her. To get stronger for her. And I won’t stop until I’m worthy of her.