Vicious (MC Club Biker Urban Alpha Male Erotic Romance) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Billie Kasper
anything about their lives—I had already shamed myself in front of Blade. I just listened and took in their stories. Finally, they started to drift off to bed and Blade led me to a tent. His tent.
~
We crawled inside and as soon as he zipped up the flaps, he was on top of me.
“Wait,” I gasped, melting into his roughness. He was stripping me. I could hear chuckles from outside the tent.
“Blade’s teaching his princess a little thing or two about belonging to the Jokers…” someone muttered. My eyes widened at this. Belonging to the Jokers? The thought scared me but I’d be lying if I claimed that it didn’t turn me on a little bit.
He stripped my cardigan and shirt off, leaving me clad in only my bra from the waist up. I tried to bat away his hands, breathing heavily.
“This is moving too fast,” I tried to tell him but there was flash of live steel: he had a knife. He slid it under the clasp of my bra and off it came, revealing my full, teenaged tits. I gasped again, covering myself. He forced my hands away and pressed his mouth to mine. God, but I wanted him. I loved his roughness, loved the way he took me by force. I wanted him to break me, to rip me apart…
Our tongues dueled and I found my hips pressing up involuntarily to meet his.
My body was betraying me. I had gotten incredibly wet while sucking him off and now my juices were flowing once again. The smell of his body—leather and tobacco and whiskey—alone was enough to get me going, to make me spread my legs and press my panty covered crotch to his jeans.
He pulled off my skirt, leaving me only in my underwear. Before I knew it, the knife was in my panties and with a single slice, they came off, leaving me totally naked.
“I’m going to make you mine. Do you understand?” he growled, gripping me hard by the hair. I nodded numbly. My body ached for exactly that. He kissed his way down my neck, biting and nibbling at my hot flesh as he went. I was too scared, too overcome with feeling to move. I just allowed him to do whatever he wanted. He caught one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking hard. I let out a gasp.
“Oh, god, Blade, yes…” I murmured, pressing his face into my breast. He bit me hard and I yelped at the sudden pain. That only made me want more, however.
I gripped his hair hard and thrust my chest out, as if daring him to bite me again. And he did. Again and again. Soon, my breasts were covered in bites and bruises as I moaned, half in pleasure, half in pain. I never realized how much I loved this kind of roughness…
“You like that, huh?” Blade asked with a grin, his eyes sparkling with infernal mischief. I blushed. “You act like a good little virgin but deep down, you’re a naughty little slut…”
“Guilty as charged,” I breathed, trying to pull his mouth back to my breast. But instead, Blade sat up and pulled me over his lap, rolling me over so that my ass stuck straight up in the air. I yelped.
“What are you doing?”
“Showing you who’s in charge,” he said. I could see him grinning like a kid in a candy store over my shoulder as my voluptuous bare ass wiggled enticingly before him.
“I thought that was already obvious…” I mumbled as he raised his hand and brought it down hard. I yelped and my hips bucked. This was the first time I had been spanked since I was a little kid, unless you count the fooling around girls do in the locker room in middle school. I felt my ass burning with a hand shaped welt formed on my right ass cheek.
“Clearly, your daddy never spanked you enough as a kid, so I’ve got to do it now…” Blade growled, slapping my ass again and again.
I knew all the other members of the motorcycle club could hear my punishment, my humiliation. I knew that they could hear me yelping, crying and whimpering as Blade spanked my poor little virgin ass.
I imagined them even stroking their own thick
~
We crawled inside and as soon as he zipped up the flaps, he was on top of me.
“Wait,” I gasped, melting into his roughness. He was stripping me. I could hear chuckles from outside the tent.
“Blade’s teaching his princess a little thing or two about belonging to the Jokers…” someone muttered. My eyes widened at this. Belonging to the Jokers? The thought scared me but I’d be lying if I claimed that it didn’t turn me on a little bit.
He stripped my cardigan and shirt off, leaving me clad in only my bra from the waist up. I tried to bat away his hands, breathing heavily.
“This is moving too fast,” I tried to tell him but there was flash of live steel: he had a knife. He slid it under the clasp of my bra and off it came, revealing my full, teenaged tits. I gasped again, covering myself. He forced my hands away and pressed his mouth to mine. God, but I wanted him. I loved his roughness, loved the way he took me by force. I wanted him to break me, to rip me apart…
Our tongues dueled and I found my hips pressing up involuntarily to meet his.
My body was betraying me. I had gotten incredibly wet while sucking him off and now my juices were flowing once again. The smell of his body—leather and tobacco and whiskey—alone was enough to get me going, to make me spread my legs and press my panty covered crotch to his jeans.
He pulled off my skirt, leaving me only in my underwear. Before I knew it, the knife was in my panties and with a single slice, they came off, leaving me totally naked.
“I’m going to make you mine. Do you understand?” he growled, gripping me hard by the hair. I nodded numbly. My body ached for exactly that. He kissed his way down my neck, biting and nibbling at my hot flesh as he went. I was too scared, too overcome with feeling to move. I just allowed him to do whatever he wanted. He caught one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking hard. I let out a gasp.
“Oh, god, Blade, yes…” I murmured, pressing his face into my breast. He bit me hard and I yelped at the sudden pain. That only made me want more, however.
I gripped his hair hard and thrust my chest out, as if daring him to bite me again. And he did. Again and again. Soon, my breasts were covered in bites and bruises as I moaned, half in pleasure, half in pain. I never realized how much I loved this kind of roughness…
“You like that, huh?” Blade asked with a grin, his eyes sparkling with infernal mischief. I blushed. “You act like a good little virgin but deep down, you’re a naughty little slut…”
“Guilty as charged,” I breathed, trying to pull his mouth back to my breast. But instead, Blade sat up and pulled me over his lap, rolling me over so that my ass stuck straight up in the air. I yelped.
“What are you doing?”
“Showing you who’s in charge,” he said. I could see him grinning like a kid in a candy store over my shoulder as my voluptuous bare ass wiggled enticingly before him.
“I thought that was already obvious…” I mumbled as he raised his hand and brought it down hard. I yelped and my hips bucked. This was the first time I had been spanked since I was a little kid, unless you count the fooling around girls do in the locker room in middle school. I felt my ass burning with a hand shaped welt formed on my right ass cheek.
“Clearly, your daddy never spanked you enough as a kid, so I’ve got to do it now…” Blade growled, slapping my ass again and again.
I knew all the other members of the motorcycle club could hear my punishment, my humiliation. I knew that they could hear me yelping, crying and whimpering as Blade spanked my poor little virgin ass.
I imagined them even stroking their own thick
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