Page 44 of Devil Inside: Green

He presses his hand to his forehead. “Didn’t I claim you with the club? Didn’t I fucking tell you I love you? Yeah—ourroom. The room where you’re sleeping until I get us a place of our own.”

“But I thought—”

Apparently, Green doesn’t care about what I thought. He reaches over to switch off the ignition, yanking out the key, and hops out. I jump out of the car, slamming the door, and storm after him. He doesn’t stop to sayhito any of his brothers and I follow him, ready to wring his neck.

When we get to his room, he unlocks it and I follow, still fuming. “Mind telling me—”

There he goes cutting me off again with his mouth this time. We fall against the wall and I slap my hand against it to find the light switch, flicking on the light. I’m not sure he’s even closed the door all the way. What I am sure of is that my clothes are no barrier for the man when he’s on a mission. He tears my shirt up over my head, causing my arms to flail until it clears them and I grab onto his shoulders for purchase.

These kisses are hard, angry kisses reminiscent of the first time we had sex on the hood of his car. With one hand, he unclasps my bra, while with the other, he goes after the button on my jeans. They’re down my legs along with my panties in a heartbeat, and I scramble to kick off my shoes to aid in getting the pants off all the way. He’s on a mission, but so am I. Once he grinds his cock against me, that’s it. I move my hands up the back of his head grasping fistfuls of hair to keep him from pulling away. Not that he would, but I can’t take the chance of losing even a moment of the delicious friction. Skin to rough denim fabric and hot, silken skin throbbing between us. He knows what he’s doing using the friction to stroke my swollen clit and it turns me on more than I thought myself capable of. He’s hard and ready, and the anticipation just about kills me. His kisses alone are a full-body experience.

From only this the muscles in my sex begin to vibrate, but then in one swift surge of power, Green thrusts up, impaling me on his erection. We were arguing just moments before and now I have a million sensations running through my body. Not one of them bad. “Oh—god!” I cry out.

There’s a frenzied look in his eyes as he watches his thrusts and I grind down. He’s unleashed the beast in the both of us, and we go at it wild. Ravenous to fill and be filled. Green carries me over to the bed, tossing me onto it as he strips down. Then he climbs on top of me, spreading my legs wide so my knees are level with my neck. It’s awkward and slightly painful until he drops his mouth to my clit, sucking hard—and yes!The attention it’s been begging for. He brings me to the point where I’m just about to orgasm when he tears his mouth away, thrusting in hard again with his cock.

I scream from the intrusion, unsure if it hurts or feels good. Both, I think. Pleasure and pain. He’s the master of it. “Green—please,” I beg, for what, I don’t know. But I need something more. He thrusts harder, my body rolling into a semi-ball like a damn roly-poly bug with each one. He presses down on my pubic bone and my body begins to throb, needing more.

He pulls out, sucking me again.

I can’t catch my breath. We’ve done rough before, but we’ve never done rough to this level. He tears his mouth away, flipping us again so that my body is bent over the bed and he moves behind me, but I don’t know how much more I can take of him. He’s so big.

Green reaches over to his bedside table, pulling open the drawer, and he produces a bottle of lube. He flicks the cap as he brings it back over to us and then I feel cold at my ass. Oh, my god. I know what he’s about to do and this trill of nervous excitement runs through my body because of it. No one has ever taken my ass before. Will it hurt? Will I enjoy it? My brain won’t stop anticipating what’s to come. Hopefully me. He lubes me up, while still fucking me, giving the numbing medicine time to work, then he pulls out, spreads my ass cheeks wide, and pushes in. It feels so naughty. I think he gets more out of it than I do, but with the way he tweaks and presses my clit while he’s thrusting, I don’t care. I’m getting close.

Finally, I feel him pull out of my ass and I hear him rip off the condom. He rolls on a new one, slams back inside my sex, and I shatter all around him, screaming his name. The orgasm just keeps coming as his unleashes inside me. My eyes fall closed, but I open them, focusing on the bedroom door to keep myself from totally falling apart, and I scream.

This one from fear.

Eyes peek at us through the door that we didn’t close all the way.

16

GREEN

Iyank the blanket from the bed, wrapping it around Danni. “Stay down,” I order, pushing up off the floor and charging the door, not giving two shits if I’m buck-ass naked.

What kind of freak watches people fucking through a crack in the door? It’s creepy as fuck. The dude doesn’t move until I’m almost to the door, then he starts to back up, but I swing the door open, reaching out to grab a handful of his shirt, dragging him into the room before he thinks to escape.

“What the fuck, Jack?” I bark, giving him a good shake. Jack Dunham.

He acts unapologetic. “Don’t want people looking, close the door. Danni’s hot. Watching her fuck was hot.”

Bastard.I bring my fist up, cracking it against his jaw. He stumbles back, Raider training clicking in as he prepares to strike back.

Danni shoots up from where I had her hiding behind the bed with the blanket wrapped around her under her arms. “Stop,” she shouts and we both look at her. “That’s not cool, Jack. You’re a grown man. You know better than to be a creeper. Green’s well within his rights to beat the shit out of you.”

“Such a mouth on a pretty woman. Besides, I’ve been to the parties. Bikers like to fuck out in the open, where everyone can see. She should get used to it.”

“Not with old ladies,” I counter. “And I don’t fuck in public.” That’s only partially true. I only fuck where there aren’t any other people around at the time. The fact that they could show up at any minute, well, that’s a different story. “What are you doing here, anyway? While we’ve been out trying to catch a killer, you’re doing what? Scratching your balls?”

“I stopped to check in with Sarge and the brothers while working my leads and they got a call from you needing them to help move your bitch back here. I decided to stay and help Cutter and Roughneck watch over the families until they got back.” The whole time he talks, he never tears his eyes away from Danni and I don’t like it one bit. It’s like he’s peeling that blanket off with his eyes.

We’ve established she’s hot, but she’s also mine. “Well, I’m back and the brothers will be back soon. So you’re good to go.”

“What if I don’t want to go? What if I like the view right where I am?”

“Stop,” Danni says. “It’s late. I’m tired. Please, Jack. You’re making me feel uncomfortable. We’re already trying to find a killer. I don’t need to worry about you being creepy, too.”

Fuck me if his eyes don’t go soft. “You’re right. Sorry, Danni. I don’t know what I was thinking, other than it’s been a while since I’ve gotten any and you’re a beautiful woman.”

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