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“No, I’m being patient. She’s been through a lot,” I point out.

“That she has. You’re a gentleman, brother.” Hawk smirks.

“You seen that doc we kidnapped got a bravery medal or some shit?” Spider says.

“You ain’t kidding. I thought Charlie killed him when they got Bobby.” I shrug.

Spider shakes his head. “No, brother. The little asshole used Bobby’s cell and filmed it.” He laughs. “The fucker ain’t chasing pussy anymore. He’s got women hanging off his every word.” Spider laughs.

I laugh. “Suppose the fucker deserved some reward for what we put him through,” I say just as Ghost signals for us to ride. We ride for around 30 minutes before pulling into the train graveyard, which seems to be our new meeting point. The Satan’s are already waiting. We come to a stop in front of them and switch off our engines before we get off our bikes. Ghost walks over to Rip and shakes his hand before handing him a brown envelope.

“All the details you need are in there. We’ve already had some push back from small time gangs thinking they can make their mark, but it isn’t anything you guys can’t handle,” Ghost states. “Plus, this will bring in some big paydays.” He smiles.

Rip nods before handing the envelope to Khan. “It’s a fucking pleasure doing business with you,” he states before turning around. “Mammoth,” he orders. The guy grabs something off the back of his bike; a small cooler. He opens it and offers us all a beer. “It ain’t a deal until we’ve toasted to it, and while I would rather a fucking bourbon, this will have to do,” Rip adds, holding up his beer.

“Here’s to us, an unstoppable fucking force,” Ghost toasts. Rip clinks his bottle of beer with his.

“You ever thought you’d see this?” Hawk asks.

I shake my head. “Never, but I ain’t complaining. Better to have them as an ally, than an enemy. Those fuckers are just as fucked up as us,” I state. “Well, with the exception of Rage.” I smirk.

Hawk clinks my bottle. “That we fucking do.”

I arrive home, and the house is silent. “Belle,” I call out. No answer. I pull my gun from my waist and walk cautiously through the house, still no sign of Belle. I stop at the bottom of the stairs, pausing to listen. Silence. Making my way up the stairs, I keep my gun poised, ready to fire. Checking each room as I go, I stop in front of my bedroom and slowly push it open. I immediately lower my gun as I step further into the room. My eyes drink in the sight before me.

Belle has her legs spread, her eyes are closed, her lips parted as she moves her vibrator, pleasuring herself. I notice her headphones and smile. She has no idea I’m stood here.

I quickly remove my top and watch her the entire time. I kick off my boots and remove my jeans and boxers. My dick is already rock hard and desperate. I walk to the foot of the bed and grab her ankles, dragging her down the bed until her ass is on the edge of the mattress.

She lets out a scream, her eyes opening wide as she pulls out her headphones. “Beast! Fucking scared the shi—” Her words die as I drop to my knees in front of her and place my mouth on her, licking up her centre, fucking her with my tongue. “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum already,” she pants. I smile and continue to devour her like a starved man. Her thighs begin to shake, and I grip her hip to keep her in place. She threads her fingers through my hair, gripping it tight as her hips buck slightly. “Oh, fuck, fuck!” she cries out as her orgasm hits her. I continue licking, taking everything she gives me. Her grip on my hair loosens as her orgasm subsides.

I stop slowly, kissing her inner thighs. “You want to explain to me what it is you were doing?” I ask.

She smiles. “I was just scratching an itch.” She shrugs.

I stand and lift her legs up against my body, positioning her feet near my shoulders. I run the tip of my cock through her slit, and her eyes darken. “In future beautiful, you need an itch scratching, you come to me. I am your fucking scratching post,” I growl as I slam myself inside her. She gasps and I let out a deep groan at how good she feels. Her walls are already twitching around me. I look down at her, seeing her hooded eyes staring back at me. “Fuck, you feel good,” I moan as I glide myself slowly in and out of her. I grab her ankles, parting her legs more, watching my cock slide in and out of her beautiful pussy. “Lift your top up. Let me see those tits bounce as I fuck you,” I demand. She lifts up her top, exposing her large breasts. I slam myself inside her, watching them bounce. “Fuck,” I pant, moving faster and harder. The sound of our bodies slapping together echoes around us. Her walls begin to clamp around me, tighter and tighter. “I can feel you’re about to cum, beautiful.”

“Oh god, yes,” she moans.

“My name, darlin’. I want to hear you scream my name when you cum,” I order.

She moans, letting out little whimpers as the pleasure builds for her. I’m finding it harder and harder not to blow my load. “I’m going to need you to cum,” I grit through my teeth as I thrust in and out. Her back arches off the bed, her hands at her sides gripping the sheets in her fists.

“Yes! Anders. Fuck!” she cries out.

Her walls clamp around my dick so tightly. I don’t slow as I chase my own release that is building deep within me. “Fuck, I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum so fucking hard, filling you with my seed,” I groan. As I thrust 2 more times, my orgasm erupts. I slam myself deep inside her as I explode, filling her with my cum. “Fuck,” I pant. I look down at Belle. Her eyes are soft, and her cheeks are pink, making her look thoroughly well fucked. I smile as I lean down between her legs, staying buried inside her, taking her mouth.

She breaks the kiss, smiling. “I heard your bike pull up,” she admits

I raise my brow. “That show was all for me?” I ask.

“Well, I mean, I enjoyed it, too. I have been dropping hints for the last few days, but you just ignored them,” she admits.

“I wanted to make sure you were okay. And in future, you don’t have to drop hints. Just fucking tell me,” I tell her.

“I’m fine, and you are sweet, but I’m not made of china,” she explains.

“I am sweet. In fact, I can be extremely romantic,” I tease.

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