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And I did. My whole body trembled with my orgasm, and I gripped his shoulders, bouncing on his cock. Jesus. I almost shoved him out of me, I clenched him so hard.
“Fuck, babe. Fuck!”
Crow shuddered as his hips drove me into the wall. He lasted a few more deep strokes and stilled. “I think I just made you dirty again.”
“Should we check?”
“Fuck yeah.” He slowly withdrew, his cock still hard and bobbing between us.
Fluids dripped from my pussy.
“Goddamn. It turns me on to see my cum drip out of you.”
“Best two out of three?” I asked, licking my lips.
“I might need motivation. My cock is tired.”
Yeah. Right. “Well, I can play with my pussy and our cum while I suck your dick.”
A growl left his throat before his mouth captured mine. The kiss was sensual and slow, a contradiction to how we just fucked. I loved that. Sex was always enjoyable with Crow. We kept it spicy and spontaneous.
The shower had grown cold by the time we left it.
Crow dried me off and carried me to bed. “Rest. I’ll be back soon.”
“President stuff,” I whispered with a yawn.
“Yeah, Bella, mine. Love you, gorgeous.”
I think I replied, but I couldn’t be sure.
BELLA FELL ASLEEP ALMOST as soon as her head rested on the pillow. I stared down at her, watching the serene expression on her face. She never said she was scared when Undertaker’s club kidnapped her, but I was sure she had felt that way. It pissed me off that she’d been hungry, alone, and wandering a forest with no way to know if or when she would be rescued.
She believed in me and trusted me to rescue her, but that didn’t erase the trauma.
“I’ll take care of this,” I whispered. “Love you, Bella, mine.”
I posted a prospect outside my door and told him not to move. I wasn’t leaving her unprotected again.
Raven met me at the bottom of the stairs. “Pres. What’s on the agenda?”
“Gather everyone outside.”
He nodded, hollering at members to drop what they were doing and head toward the lot. We had about a dozen guys around the perimeter of our compound to watch for trouble from the wolves. Undertaker’s club could attack any moment, and I prepared the club for lashback.
“Crow. You still need us?” Rael asked, approaching with Exorcist and Patriot.
They had arrived during our absence when I went after Bella. I appreciated them waiting and enjoying our hospitality until we were ready to deal with Undertaker.
Raven and Patriot hugged. Their friendship ran deep and stemmed from Raven’s days in the military when he served with Patriot’s older brother.
“I do. There’s a vargulf that needs a reaping.”
His grin widened. It might not be weird, except for the fact that Rael never went anywhere without his makeup. Black and white face paint depicted a skull on his face with blacked-out eyes and nose. The fucker was creepy as hell but loyal.
I trusted all the Tonopah Royal Bastards. Grim and my pops were close. Our clubs partied and shared members when in need. And today, I needed their unique ability.
There was a reason they were called reapers. We were crows, able to shift, control, and bond with our black feathered birds. The reapers were grims, and they had the spiritual ability to reap the souls of the wicked. It was fucking frightening but badass.
