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I chuckled at her southern quip. I’d not heard anyone say that since my grandmother.

The angel struggled against me. I wouldn’t let her go, not for a king’s ransom. I had her tiny body smashed against mine, just like in my dreams. She smelled so good, sweet as always. Unrestrained, I bent to kiss her neck. It’d been so long since we, or even, since I. Sky and I had not been given the go ahead yet. Nothing was wrong with her in that department, but doctors didn’t think her sutures would hold if she was moved too much. Therefore, Eve had been the last woman I’d been with. And those times were all I could think of. My dick remembered them and begged to be unleashed.

I was sure Eve could feel my stiff rod pressed against her.

“Kingpin, we can’t,” she murmured, reaching up and feeling my hair that was no longer there.

I’d shaved my head. Kissing up to her ear, I confessed, “I cut it so I wouldn’t think of you yanking it and come in my pants.”

The thought of her snatching my hair had almost brought me back to her many a time. As I declared my struggles, guilt consumed me. I’d let Sky think I cut my locks for her like I should’ve done since they had to shave her head to get to her wounds. Eve was right. I was a jerk. More than that, I was a bad man. Evil. Remorse threatened to stop me.

Yet, I bore it all. “It’s the only way I’ve been able to stay away from you,” I growled in her ear.

“My stars and garters,” Eve whined, but she didn’t push me away. She trembled at my touch. Her hands teased my buzz cut as my lips chewed her earlobe. I reached down her pants, wiggling my fingers into her wet underwear. I touched her hot nub. Eve gulped like she could finally breathe again.

Had she missed me this much too?

“What did I tell you about wearing panties around me?” I grunted out as I dipped my fingers inside her moist center.

I thought of the alternate universe where Eve wasn’t in love with Hallow and Sky had never been hurt because of me. One where I could have Eve’s pussy when it pleased me. Like I had any woman I pleased back when I was simply the badass President of the Royal Bastards MC, and not Sky’s Ol’ Man, and a soon to be father to her twins. I thought of how I never had to make a choice between Memphis and Junebug. Both women bent to my will. If only Sky and Eve would do the same.

But Memphis and Junebug were also with other men. They were free to do what they pleased as well.

“Tell me you’ve not been with another man,” I hissed. “Not since.” The thought of Eve with another enraged me.

Eve didn’t answer, turning my rage into heartache.

Rubbing her clit with my thumb, I asked, “Hallow’s still seeing his ex that butch purple haired biker bitch?”

“Yes,” Eve said, like she wasn’t pleased at all.

Stupid motherfucker.

I fucked Eve with three fingers as the woman clung to my neck. Eve cried out as I pleased her.

“Is there another man?” I needed to know like I needed to breathe.

“Got to beat them off with a stick now that Hallow’s abandoned me,” Eve blew out.

“Who?” I asked, raging through my teeth. I’d have to warn my bikers not to touch her or I’d kill them.

Eve creaked as I fucked her harder. “Kingpin, if I wanted another man, I’d have my pick of the litter.”

“Tell me, Angel,” I snarled. “Have you been with another biker, any other man?”

“I’ve not,” she moaned into my ear. “Not since you.”

Of course, she wouldn’t. Not sweet, innocent Eve with her angelic voice and smoking body. She would never give herself up so easily. I ached to kiss her honied mouth, to whip out my dick and break her in two.

“Tell me you won’t be with another,” I demanded. “Tell me you’ll fuck yourself before you let another man have my pussy.”

“Kingpin,” Eve started, her voice quaking.

“Not even Hallow,” I demanded even more as I stroked the walls of her slick pussy.

“Kingpin,” Eve cried out, her orgasm imminent.

“That’s not my name,” I told her. “Say it, love.”

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