Page 31 of Satisfied By Ransom

In less than a second, I find myself pulled to my feet and carried over to the heap of pillows and blankets. His voice is hoarse as he slides a hand under my dress and yanks off my panties, tearing them away. I don’t have time to react before his finger is entering me, teasing the button between my legs.

“Oh God,” I cry out when an orgasm tears out of me, sudden and surprising in its quickness and intensity. I’m trembling when he settles between my open legs and slams his cock into me.

We’re in the open. Somewhere at the back of my mind, I know this. Any of the MC members could choose to come up here, and they would be greeted by the sight of my husband riding my pussy like the world is about to end in the next couple of minutes. But my mind is too fogged up to care, so I wrap my arms around him and hold him close, letting him have me in ways only he will ever experience.

“I love you,” he breathes into my ear, dropping a hand between us and strumming my clit in fast strokes. “You are everything, Abby. Everything.”

My breath hitches when I find myself drawn to the edge, and his mouth slams hard over mine to swallow my scream as I climax. He pumps hard into me, rocking like a fevered man through my pulsing sex. When he follows me over the edge, he buries his roar in my hair as he pumps his seed into me, rocking hard until I’ve milked him to the last drop, and then he goes weightless above me.

We stay locked together for several minutes, reveling in the feel of each other before he brushes his lips over my temple and pushes back. He straightens up my dress and tugs at his sweatpants before settling down next to me, and together, we stare up at the sky. For a city with so much light pollution, I’m surprised how clear the sky is tonight.

“I was going to feed you first and then seduce you,” he says, reaching out to take my hand in his as we stare up at the stars.

“I foiled your plan, didn’t I?” I ask, looking away from the stars and leaning to my side to look at the brightest one in mylife. “You can still seduce me, but you have to feed me first, you know, since I’m eating for two and all.”

It takes a moment for my words to register, and when the penny drops, he scrambles to sit up, his eyes bright with surprise. “Abby.”

I laugh. “I guess I’m the one with the surprise now. I just found out today when I went out with Chelsea, and I couldn’t wait to tell you.”

“You’re serious.”

I nod, laughing when he grabs my shoulders and yanks me into a tight embrace. “Christ, sweetheart, we’re going to have a baby.”

“We are,” I whisper, dropping my head to his shoulder. “We should toast to that.”

“No alcohol for you.”

“I’m pretty sure Chelsea packed a nonalcoholic wine.”

At my words, he pushes back to inspect the wine. “How the hell do I get surprised at my own surprise party?”

I laugh again, feeling giddy about the life we’ve created. I grab the wineglasses and he pours the wine before taking his. “I want to make a toast,” I say, staring up at my husband, heart swelling with love. “To us and to the beautiful future ahead.”

“To us,” he echoes, his golden eyes gleaming, and suddenly I realize that being wanted by an outlaw is the best thing that could have ever happened to me.

~The End