Bikers And Tinsel (MC Sinners # 3.5) (5 page)

I come, and I come with a bang.

I scream and buck, shoving my ass into his face and whimpering his name as every last shudder is dragged from my body.

“Stay there,” he rasps when he pulls away from my swollen flesh.

I’m not about to argue.

I hear some shuffling, and then I feel something soft running down my backside, like feathers, maybe a little softer.

“W...w...what is that?” I murmur in a dream-like state.

“It’s your candy cane, only I put my hat over it.”

Mmmmm.

Another good use of the hat.

He slides it up and down again, just touching my skin. “Are you ready for my hand? You’ve been a bad little Santa.”

I hear more shuffling, and then he reaches over, and I feel his skin grazing my back, as he places his hat on my head. “You look fuckin’ cute. Stay right there, Jaybird.”

“Are you going to spank me?” I whisper.

“Bad girls get spanked.”

Mmmmm.

Role play is nice.

“But,” I whimper, deciding to play along, “it wasn’t me.”

“It was you,” he growls, squeezing my ass cheek. “I saw you with my own eyes.”

“Please sir,” I beg. “I swear it wasn’t.”

“You know how I feel about liars,” he purrs. “I like to punish them.”

Suddenly, I lunge forward. “You’ll have to catch me first.”

I scurry across the couch and land on my feet, before rushing toward the hall. I hear his footsteps behind me, and my adrenaline spikes. It’s an intense feeling, having someone chase you. He gets hold of me just before I leap into the bedroom. His arms come around my waist and he hauls me backwards, slamming me into his chest. His arms surround me, and his lips drop down to my ear.

“Bad girl. You’ll pay for that.”

He spins me around, and as soon as my face presses against his bare chest, I bite into the flesh there. Oh God, does he taste divine. He growls and tangles his fingers into my hair, jerking me backwards. His lusty blue eyes connect with mine, and I can see so much want there.

“Last chance to start behaving, or I’ll make it hurt.”

I lift my foot and stomp on his. With a growl, he stumbles backwards. I turn and run again, loving this little game we’re playing. A giggle escapes my throat as I disappear around the corner. A moment later, Muff comes charging around after me, catching me again. He grabs my body and slams it against the wall before crushing his against mine. My face is pressed against the cool wooden wall, and my body is alive, ready to be devoured.

Muff’s hand connects with my ass in one, swift movement. A loud slap fills the room. My moan of pleasure follows that. Hissing, he slaps my bottom again, harder this time. My pussy clenches. God, why is this so erotic? He reaches down, gripping my ass cheek in his hand and kneading it roughly, slightly lifting. I can feel his erection jutting into my ass, hot and heavy.

“Goin’ to fuck you now, hard.”

I don’t argue; I just answer him with a ragged plead.

He uses his foot to shove my legs apart further, and then he’s pressing against me. He has one hand on my hip now, pulling me back into him. The other is flat on the wall beside my head. He presses against my entrance, and he plunges inside with no warning. I cry out, feeling the exquisite burn a he stretches and fills me. A strangled cry leaves my throat and I feel my entire body heat from head to toe.

“So fuckin’ sweet,” he rasps.

“Harder, sir,” I beg. “Fuck me harder.”

“Shit, Jaybird,” he growls.

He splays his hand out on my hip and moves it up over my belly, pressing it there, and using it to drive his thrusts. Our skin slaps together, our panting is loud and erotic, and our bodies are feeding off each other, with such need and want. My body tightens around him, and his hand leaves my belly to smooth back around to my bottom. I clench harder, getting closer and closer.

“I’m going to come, Muff, oh God.”

Just as I feel the first explosive pull of orgasm rip through my body Muff brings his hand down over my ass again. The sting of pain does something to me, and I come like I’ve never come before.

“Holy, oh, God, Muff, oh, God, fuck,” I scream, feeling my knees wobble.

Muff wraps an arm around me to stop me from falling, and he pumps in and out of me desperately before joining me in release with a ragged, feral hiss. I feel his body tense and explode, and he spurts deep and hard inside me. For long delicious moments we come together, shuddering and jerking as each last bolt of pleasure is ripped from our bodies. Muff drops his head into my shoulder, and his skin is covered with a fine sheen of sweat.

“Well fuck,” he murmurs. “That was hot.”

“Someone likes the chase,” I say, turning and pressing my nose into his neck and breathing him in. Muff smells better than Christmas. Better than a newborn baby. He smells all man, and it’s a smell that isn’t easily replaced.

“Says she.” He chuckles. “You little minx.”

“My knees are about to give way...”

He leans back slowly, and then he swoops down, lifting me up into his arms. He carries us both to the room, and when we get in we see the glimpse of the big spa in the bathroom. Our eyes meet at the exact same time.

“Hell yeah!” he grins.

Hell yeah, all right.

Chapter 4

Mistletoe

Janine

“Tell me how you got tangled up with that asshole of a man?” Muff says, filling his palm with soap and pressing it to my hair.

“He was all I knew. I didn’t have a great childhood. My mother loved me, as you have seen, but she was poor. We spent a lot of time on the streets. I was working at a bar, trying desperately to make a life for myself, and that’s where I met him.”

I take a wobbly breath and continue.

“He helped me one night when a group of men were getting a bit too touchy. I fell for him at the time, he was a bad boy, and he saved me. It didn’t last long. He soon became abusive and cold. He was a monster.”

“So why did you stay?”

I sigh. “The house my mom was renting was his. If I left...it meant she would’ve been back on the streets. I couldn’t do it, so I stayed. It was awful, but she meant too much to me.”

“Takes a brave fuckin’ person to do something like that.”

“Yeah, maybe. Wouldn’t we all do that for our family?”

Muff shakes his head, and continues lathering the soap. “No. There are plenty of people who would hurt their families to get what they want. Hogan is a perfect example of that.”

“He was a monster,” I whisper.

“Yeah, that about covers it.”

“I’m not ungrateful for the life I had. I was safe enough, and Ebony had a roof over her head and food in her belly. He never hurt her. He did love our daughter. Maybe not enough, but he did. And besides, I met Serenity there. If none of that happened, I wouldn’t be here now. So there’s always a reason for things.”

“That’s a damn fine outlook to have on life, Jaybird.”

“Yeah, well, I’m a glass half-full kinda girl.”

He chuckles. “Close your eyes.”

I close my eyes and he rinses the soap from my body and head. I groan with delight as his fingers graze over my skin.

“I’ve never met someone like you, Jaybird.”

I open my eyes, wiping them with the back of my hand. I stare at the man in front of me, with his different yet stunning looks, and I know I feel the same about him. I’ve never met anyone like him either.

“Have there been many women?” I ask.

Muff’s eyes grow a little sad. “I had one, a long time ago.”

“What happened?” I say, feeling my heart flutter.

“She cheated on me with my best friend. I saw them in the room, on my bed, fucking. It burned something inside me, and I just never found anyone again. Maybe I wasn’t looking. Either way, I was protecting my heart.”

“Why are you letting me in then?” I say, searching his face.

“Because there’s something damned beautiful about you that I’ve not seen in a woman for such a long time.”

I swallow, and bite my lower lip. “Well shit, now I feel all mushy...”

He chuckles softly, swiping my cheek with his thumb. “So you should. You’re changin’ me.”

“Muff, can I ask you something?” I say, filling my palm with soap and leaning forward, placing my hands on his gorgeous chest.

“Anything baby.”

“The...threesome.”

I lift my eyes to meet his, and he’s watching me with his head tilted slightly to the side. “What about it?”

“Why?”

He shrugs lightly. “I...got invited by one of Jackson’s club whores one night. I was bored, I was sick of the same old shit, so I said yes. Serenity caught us halfway through, and that’s how she became involved. It was erotic; it was different, it was fun.”

“Do you...I mean...did you care about Serenity?”

He reaches across, stroking my cheek. “I care about her, but it’s not in the way you think. I knew where Serenity’s heart was, but the idea of having a threesome, I won’t lie—it was something I wasn’t going to turn down. After that first one...”

“Is that the kind of lifestyle you want?” I say suddenly, cutting him off.

“No, baby. But I won’t say I didn’t enjoy it.”

I feel my skin tingle. I wonder what it would feel like to be squashed between two gorgeous men, having them fuck you, having them enjoy you.

“What’s it like?” I whisper.

Muff’s eyes grow lusty. “It’s out of this world. I imagine for a woman it’s a very overwhelming feeling.”

I bite my lip, feeling my pussy clench at the idea. I’m not sure I could ever have a threesome, but the fantasy of it...is nice. Muff leans forward, cupping my breasts and kneading gently. “You’ve got hard nipples. Do you like the idea of having two cocks inside you, baby?”

I whimper and close my eyes. He continues to knead, gently tugging at my nipples every now and then.

“You want two men all over you, hands everywhere?”

“I...oh...”

“Have you been fucked in the ass, angel?” he growls.

“Y...y...y...yes.”

“Fuck,” he growls, sliding his hands down my body. “Yes.”

I let my body slide back, and Muff moves his over mine. The hot water sloshes around us. He finds my lips, and he kisses me with need, swirling his tongue around and pressing it deep into my mouth.

“You want to know what it feels like, angel?”

“Y...y...yes,” I whimper.

With a growl, he leans over the side of the tub and grips a pile of towels. When he rolls them up and shoves them in the water, I gasp. “What are you doing?”

“Trust me.”

He rolls up three, and then he puts them deep in the water, right under my hips. They’re in the air now, and my pussy is on display for him. It’s not the comfiest position, but it’s extremely erotic. Muff leans down in the water, capturing my clit in his mouth and sucking it in. I whimper.

“So fuckin’ sweet. I’ll never get enough of your sweet cunt.”

“Muff,” I mewl.

“Close your eyes baby, enjoy the moment.”

I close my eyes, and I relax a little, letting the sensations flood my body. His tongue flicks, pulls, glides, and all the other wonderful things until I’m arching. Then he slides two fingers inside my pussy. I groan, and shift. God, that feels so good. His tongue works harder, and his fingers begin sliding in and out. That’s when he slips his thumb into my ass. I jerk and groan loudly.

“So fucking full,” he rasps against my flesh. “Like this, but better. All your pretty holes filled with man.”

He thrusts his fingers in both areas, and drops his head back to my clit, and the sensation is out of this world. I am full on all levels, and the combined pleasure is throughoughly thrilling. Muff sucks my clit into his mouth and slams his fingers in and out of my pussy while gently rotating his thumb in my ass.

“God, Muff, oh God!”

He growls, and the vibrations against my pussy send me over the edge. I scream as I come, jerking violently around him. Before I’m finished, he removes everything, leaving me bare and half spent. I cry out as he gets to his knees, gripping my hips and pulling me up before plunging his cock into me. I continue coming, and I come even harder than before. My screams fill the cabin as Muff thrusts more frantically.

His jaw is tense, his eyes are blazing, his muscles are pulling and he looks utterly masculine pounding into me with desperation. I grip the sides of the spa and tilt my hips up, groaning in pleasure as he fucks me. God, it’s so good. So good. He makes a hissing sound, and his eyes glaze over, then suddenly he pulls out and he comes. I watch with desire as hot spurts of seamen shoot up and land on my breasts. Oh God.
Yes.
Muff wraps his hand around his cock with a ragged groan and pumps the last amount out.

“Holy shit,” I whisper.

Seeing a man during his release is an extremely sensual and fucking hot moment. When Muff stops coming, his shoulders relax. He drops down into the spa, and after a moment, he groans, “Fuckin’ hell.”

“That’s one way of putting it,” I whisper.

I yawn deeply, not realizing how exhausted I was until my body had yet another orgasm. Muff sits up, and he runs the washer over my chest, cleaning me up before standing and pulling me up with him. He finds a few spare towels, and he wraps them around us. We both walk lazily to the bed, and as soon as we hit the pillows, we’re out like lights.

Sex is exhausting.

In the best possible way.

Chapter 5

Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer

Muff

“I want bacon,” Serenity says, walking into our cabin the next morning.

Jaybird is in the kitchen, pouring more coffee. Serenity smiles at her and walks over, plonking herself down onto my lap. I’m a little uncomfortable, only because I know Jaybird won’t be completely happy with this, even though she doesn’t seem to have a problem with the fact that I fucked Serenity.

“How’d your night go?” Serenity asks, taking my coffee and sipping it.

“You know, the usual...” I grin at her.

“You’re a whore, Muff!”

“Only to the best ladies.”

She slaps my arm. “Jackson is too tired to get it up this morning, so I’ve been harassing everyone else.”

“For sex?”

She rolls her eyes. “No, you tool, for company.”