Brick (Iron Tzars MC #3) Read Online Marteeka Karland

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Tags Authors: Series: Iron Tzars MC Series by Marteeka Karland
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Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37638 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 188(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
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I wanted to protest, but I could tell by the state of his arousal it was a big concession for him. One he demanded of himself. His cock was angry, the head purple. One pearly drop glistened from the head, and I couldn’t resist. I sank to my knees in front of him. Before he could stop me, I engulfed his cock with my mouth, sinking down as far as I comfortably could.

“Christ! Serelda! Fuck!” Brick’s hands both shot to my head, tunneling through my hair and gripping hard. He gave a sharp grunt and rewarded me with another drop of that tantalizing fluid. I wanted to swallow him down. Wanted to give him as much pleasure as he’d given me. Sure, he’d come with me, but I wanted more for him.

I hummed as I took him deeper. The way his thighs quivered where I rested my palms on them to balance myself gave me courage to continue. Looking up at the massive man, I let his cock slide free before taking him again. And again. Brick’s jaw tightened, and his cock throbbed in my mouth.

“You better fuckin’ pull back if you don’t want my load down your throat, girl.” I narrowed my eyes at him, daring him to take away my treat. “All right, then. Get ready.”

Seconds later, he threw his head back and roared. Hot seed shot into my mouth and down my throat. I swallowed what I could, but I knew some leaked from the corner of my mouth, dripping down my chin to land on my bare chest.

I floated. The feeling surrounding me was one of euphoria. Like a drug. I was flying on the pleasure I’d given Brick, and I didn’t ever want to come down. Brick’s hand bunched in my hair as he wiped my face with a warm towel, his touch serving to ground me when the high I’d flown to threatened to take me away. I’d done this on my own. Brick hadn’t suggested it or coaxed me into it. This was all me. It had been the most freeing experience of my life! His pleasure was all mine. I’d given him something I hoped he would always remember, since I knew I’d never forget.

Finally, he let go of my hair, bending to pick me up by my arms, and pulled me against him into his embrace. “Goddamn, woman. What the fuck did you do to me?”

“Did… did I do wrong?” If he hadn’t enjoyed that, I doubted I’d recover. I’d just had the best feeling of my life, had been nearly drunk on the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I’d watched him shout to the ceiling when he came down my throat.

“What?” He barked the question at me before shaking his head fiercely. “No! Of course not! I’ve never experienced anything like that in my life!”

Relief was so strong, if Brick hadn’t been holding me, I’d have collapsed into a heap. “Good,” I managed to get out. “That’s good.”

Brick swung me up into his arms, carrying me to the bed. “You’re trying my patience, woman. I am not gonna fuck you in a cheap motel for our first time together.” He shook his head as if to clear it. “Abso-fuckin’-lutely not!”

I clung to him, not wanting him to let me go. He didn’t. Instead, he climbed into the bed with me held tightly against him. Somehow he got the covers over us and the light switched out. I lay with my head on his shoulder and my hand on his wide chest. The high I’d felt earlier now left me drained, but pleasantly so.

“Mine,” I said as I settled against him, knowing sleep wasn’t going to be long in claiming me.

“Yeah, baby. I’m all yours.”

“I’m yours too, Brick.”

“Damned straight.” He kissed my forehead. “Sleep. Got a long ride ahead of us tomorrow. Once I talk with Wylde and Sting and figure out our next move, we’re gonna have an even longer night. Want you rested so I can wear you out.”

With a happy sigh, I mumbled something I hoped made sense. Probably didn’t. Because I fell into the deepest, most restful sleep I’d had in longer than I could remember.

* * *

Brick

I let Serelda sleep in the next morning. I’d kept her up half the night learning her body and letting her explore mine. And, Lord, she was eager to learn every single thing she could about how to drive me fucking crazy. My little warrior woke me with her mouth working my cock and refused to stop until I’d come down her throat again. When I did, I pulled her over me to straddle my face while I ate her until she did the same. That had been something she’d resisted at first, but only because she was afraid she’d smother me. Honestly, I wouldn’t have cared if she did. Once I had a taste of her, I knew it was going to be one of my favorite things to do.



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