Page 18 of The Biker's Hidden Obsession

I nod slowly, embarrassed when I see streaks of red swirling in the creamy white excitement pooling between us.

“Oh, princess, I want all of you, remember? Besides, I’ve been thinking about what your cherry would feel like on my cock all night.”

Why does he have to be so insanely hot?

“Moan for me, little girl. Come on… I want to hear you.” He thrusts into me harder and faster. I have no idea how deep he is, but I’m pretty sure he’s going to poke through to the other side of my stomach.

My legs rest on top of his shoulders and his big hand reaches toward my breasts, tugging them free before leaning in further to suckle each one with a quick scrape of his teeth.

His warm, wet breath tickles my skin. “Tell me you’re mine. I need to hear you say it.”

A knock hammers on the door, but we ignore it.

“I’m yours.” I swallow hard and drive my hips into him further as I grip the edge of the sheet. “Come inside me! Fill me up!”

“Oh fuck, baby. I’ll fill that little pussy up. I’ll fill you so fucking full, you’ll be dripping for days.” He groans. “You want my seed? Tell me again. Tell me what you need.” His voice is more fevered now, like he’s gone completely feral.

“Fill me up! Please!” I circle my clit as I pant out the words.

“Fuck, baby. You’re getting tighter. You’re about to come. Do it! Come on my cock! Give me all your juices.” He thrusts into me harder and harder as I hear the words‘final warning’through the pine door. I’m too absorbed with the giant cock piercing through me to care.

A moment later, the door creaks open and I explode, coming all over his thick cock as his name falls from my lips over and over again.

He thrusts into me twice more, hard and fast. Then all at once, he groans, “You’re mine.” Instantly, the feeling of his warm come coats my insides.

There could be forty wedding guests staring at us right now, but I’d never see them. I’m too enthralled with the look of pleasure on his face as he continues to thrust.

“Fuck.” He leans into my lips and kisses me hard, his voice low in my ear as he says, “I’ll take care of you, little girl. Always. I promise.” The words spill from his lips like he was meant to say them.

My core heats as he kisses my forehead and pecks sweet kisses all over my face.

“Umm… hate to interrupt your…”

“Christ!” another voice interjects. “What in the name of Saint Peter is going on?”

And just like that the air shifts and my stomach drops.It’s my father.

Chapter Ten

Tennessee

“Out!” I bark as I tie a sheet around my waist and step toward the door, herding folks like sheep. Sure, we’re in the room without permission, and now her father is staring me straight in the face, but I’m not letting the first intimate moment between Sienna and I end like this.

She deserves better. Something sweeter, softer.

The man I haven’t seen in nearly thirty years pushes through the small crowd of people and barrels forward like the selfish fucking asshole he is. “What the fuck is going on here?” he hollers, face dark red, suit still crisp. “No, I know what’s going on here. Sienna, get up. We’re leaving.”

“No,” she whispers low in her chest, “I’m not going anywhere.”

“You planned this wedding, and you’re making a fucking fool of yourself in front of the hotel manager and all these guests,” he scoffs and glances back toward me, “with a man twice your age!” There’s disgust and disappointment in his tone, and I want to knock him the fuck out for every unkind word he’s ever said to her.

A woman nearly the same age with short, unnaturally black hair and a long black, sparkling dress steps into the room. I assume it’s the mother from Planet Zargo. “Sienna, are youkidding me? You’re an embarrassment. Clean yourself up and get back to work.”

Too bad none of these fucks tell her what to do anymore.

“Get the hell out, both of you, or I’ll carry you out.” My words are firm and rooted in honesty. There’s not a thing I wouldn’t do to keep this girl safe.

“Oh, high fucking day coming from the fucker who’s dicking my twenty-five-year-old daughter in a stolen hotel room.” Her father laughs under his breath and shoves me back. “You haven’t changed a bit, have you?”

---