Tamed by A Knight – Motorcycle Club Romance Read Online Lena Little

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Insta-Love, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17527 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 88(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
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If I wasn’t being pounded with satisfaction, I might’ve been able to answer him. Come up with something witty to make him blush and feel as warm and fuzzy as I do. But stroking and kissing are hard enough as is, so words will have to wait.

In the struggle of entwined limbs and messy movements, euphoria consumes me whole. The sounds we emit turn into primal grunts, while fireworks shoot off behind my eyelids as I crest the peak to a leg-shaking orgasm. But in finding myself overwhelmed by pleasure, I didn’t even notice Hush’s breathing become erratic, and his body stiffen.

“Fuck, Tara, I’m—” He can’t get all the words out before his head snaps to the ceiling, and he emits a lion’s roar through my apartment. The intense sound is followed by a rattling of limbs, both his and mine, as his warm, white seed splashes over my black top.

Holy fuck, I did that? Engrossed in my own gratification, I didn’t notice how much fun he was having. The result leaves my belly fluttering, made worse by the thought of what comes next.

“Ah, shit. I ruined your shirt,” Hush wheezes, eyes glued to the sticky mess he left me in.

“A tiny price to pay for what it means.” I giggle freely, maniacally, as though Hush making me come unlocked some deep-rooted insanity that couldn’t wait to be freed.

“And what does it mean?” He stumbles back on shaky legs until the wall behind provides the support he needs to stop.

When he’s finally upright, and I’m sure he won’t collapse, I launch forward and pull him into another kiss. Leaping into his arms this time, hooking my legs around his waist.

“All the fun we’re going to have, you and I.” I kiss him until I’m satisfied that I’ll be able to wait to see him again before I pull back. “Because trust me. This is only the beginning.”

He stares at me with that smoldering look that won my heart all those months ago. “Then the future’s looking bright.”

“And sticky.” One more naughty wink follows, and I crawl out of his arms.

Already anticipating all the foolish things we’re going to do.

And I’ve never been more excited for anything in my life.

5

HUSH

Two Days Later

Ikeep repeating it over in my head. Playing the moment of our joint release on a loop. It makes me smile, burn up in a blush, and want it a thousand times over. But in my enjoyment, I could kick myself. I was knuckle deep in her soaked pussy, feeling her insides in ways I could only dream of, and not once did I break to take a look. And now, once again, my imagination is all I have for what resides beneath.

Not that I mind too much, especially on nights like tonight, with Tara wearing a skimpy blue dress, with ample cleavage exposed and showing off her legs.

We haven’t stopped talking since our escapades. Making plans and talking about how we’re going to have fun. If it were up to me, we wouldn’t be apart at all, but while duty called, I had to satisfy my urge to be with her by texting.

Stepping into the Coyote Bar, at least the wait is over now. Somewhere in this noisy place, my happiness waits for me.

Tara jumps out of her chair when she sees me, waving frantically to catch my attention. I rush to her side and she greets me with a passionate kiss, enough to rival the first we shared.

The things I’d do to you if there weren’t so many people around.

“Hey,” I say as our lips part.

“Hey, yourself.” Her hand snakes up my shoulder to cup my cheek.

“How are you?” Early small talk, not my strong suit.

I slide Tara’s chair out from under the table and wait for her to sit before I push it in. Give her a taste of the gentlemanly show she gave me.

“Better now that you’re here.” She cranes her neck up to look at me, and her teeth sink into her lower lip as she sees me smiling like a fool at her comment.

She doesn’t know half of it. It was forty-eight hours of hell without her by my side.

“You taking a liking to these dive bars?” There aren’t any familiar faces here, not like last time. I knew there wouldn’t be when I agreed to meet Tara, but like the last, she didn’t choose the Coyote because it’s a biker bar.

She wants me to be comfortable, foregoing her own preferred places to appease. Someday I’ll tell her that a night in with her on my lap is all I want, but not yet. We’re too early in this budding romance, and though my mind might be made up that she’s the one for me, I can’t expect Tara to feel the same so soon.



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