Yule Tyed (Royal Bastards MC – Belfast Northern Ireland #2) Read Online Dani Rene

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Royal Bastards MC - Belfast Northern Ireland Series by Dani Rene
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Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30245 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
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And then he leans in and kisses me. His mouth seals over mine, and we become one person, one entity, moving together. Our bodies are moulded to each other.

We fit.

We always have.

The moment the back of my knees hit the mattress, I’m lowered gently onto the bed. It’s the first time we’ve gotten this far. The long ago kiss doesn’t even come close to the butterflies currently alive in my belly.

“Ye don’t even know just how long I’ve waited and prayed for this,” Tye admits with his gaze locked on mine.

“Really? You prayed?” I tease, which only makes him chuckle as he shakes his head at me. With tentative fingers, he tugs at my top, which slowly slides up my torso and over my head. I can no longer hide the scars from the past. They’re all over my flesh, in light raised bumps.

“Tye,” I murmur softly when I see the violence on his face. He wants to hurt those who hurt me. It’s how he’s always been. I don’t blame him. I can’t be angry, because they will deserve all that’s coming to them. “Look at me.”

He doesn’t meet my stare. Instead, he does something that cracks open my heart and expertly puts it back together again. His lips feather over the raised bumps. The contact making me wince, even though it’s a phantom pain, not a physical one.

“You’re beautiful,” Tye moans as he continues down my body.

When he reaches the waistband of my jeans, he tugs and they come away along with my underwear. I’m in my bra and a pair of socks. But the moment Tye stands, he lifts one of my legs, taking my ankle in his hand, and he pulls the sock off before placing a kiss on the sole of my foot.

He does the same with the other. And then, he drifts his perfectly full lips up my calves to my inner thighs, which sends desire racing up my body. But he doesn’t touch me where I want it most. He evades the apex of my thighs and teases his way up to my bra, which he unhooks with ease, and when the material falls away, his eyes turn black with desire.

“Mine.” The word is a whisper, but I hear it. “Mine.” Each time he repeats it, he kisses me, he sucks my nipples into his mouth, causing an eruption of goosebumps. “Mine.” He once again moves down my body, chanting that one word.

Tye has always owned me. He stole my heart from the day we met, and he held it in his hands, safely, for years. I’m lost in the pleasure of his warm breath, his gentle kisses, and his grazing teeth when suddenly, he pushes my thighs apart and he laps at my core, causing my hips to buck in response.

“Tye!” His name is a mewl of need from me, and he does it again. Tasting me. Licking and devouring me. And I can’t stop the wetness from coating his tongue.

I’ve never had anyone do that to me. My body is coiled so tight, I’m sure when I do lose control, I’m going to snap and break. That’s what he wants, to break every barrier I have and burrow himself into the shattered pieces. I want that too.

When I glance down, my cheeks heat from embarrassment at Tye between my thighs. In so many ways, he’s going to be the first for me. The first man I want to touch me, kiss me, and be inside me. His tongue sends bliss scorching through my veins. A wildfire is lit deep in my core, erupting through every inch of me. My toes curl when he slips two fingers into my pussy, and he curls them to reach a spot that sends me reeling through space.

My head drops back onto the bed, and my eyes shut so tight, I see a galaxy of stars as I cry out his name over and over again. But he doesn’t relent. Even as my thighs tremble and my body pulses around his fingers, he continues his ministrations, drawing every drop of release from me.

When Tye finally ceases his torture, and he pulls both digits from my wetness, I open my eyes to see him taste my juices on his fingers. He licks them, savours them as if they were his favourite sweets.

“You’re beautiful,” he tells me then. “And you’re mine. Do you understand that, Einin?” His voice is a raspy vibration. His eyes are black as night. I’ve never seen him like this.

“Yes,” is all I manage to mutter as I slowly sink back to reality.

My gaze doesn’t leave Tye as he shoves his jeans, along with his black underwear, down, and I’m met with a strong, beautiful man, no longer the pretty boy who was my best friend. Tye is all grown up.



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