The Alpha (Reaper’s Scythe MC #1) Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Crime, MC Tags Authors: Series: Reaper's Scythe MC Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 96(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
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The pain was there, mixing with the pleasure until all I could think about was how this was like an out-of-body experience.

“Knox,” I moaned, my nails digging into his back, scoring his skin. “Please.”

“Come for me again, Kelsie baby,” he rumbled, his voice rough, commanding, as he pounded into me, plowing my pussy until all I heard and felt was my sloppy cunt sucking at his cock. Milking him. “Do it. Work for my jizz to fill you up.”

And just like that, by the way he fucked me and by his dirty words, I came for Knox for a second time. My body clenched around him, the pleasure crashing over me in waves as my inner muscles pulled at his length and sucked him dry.

A pleasured cry exploded out of my mouth as I tossed my head back, and my entire body shook with the force of losing control. He groaned, his hips slamming into mine, and then he was orgasming too, coming long and loud until I felt his cock twitch in me and his cum fill my pussy.

After several seconds of him getting off, Knox finally collapsed on top of me, his cock still inside me, his breathing ragged, his immense body trembling. I wrapped my arms around his sweaty, broad back, holding him close. I kissed his shoulder, my lips brushing against his skin before I dragged my tongue over his neck and licked the salt off.

“You’re mine,” he whispered, his voice soft but no less intense. “Mine, Kelsie.”

“Yours,” I agreed, my voice just as soft, just as sure.

Knox was instantly on his back and sat me on top of him until I straddled his waist. “We aren’t done, baby. We are just getting started,” he warned and spanked my ass. “We’re fucking all night.”

I felt his cum drip out of my pussy, so I rose, hovered over his abdomen, and watched as it dripped onto his six-pack. Without thinking, I reached down and rubbed it over his belly, and then I brought my jizz-slickened fingers to my mouth and took a lick.

He grinned, a deep chuckle spilling from him as he spanked my ass again, sending a chill up my spine that hardened my nipples. I met Knox’s molten gaze while I smeared the digits across his lips, and then gently, I pushed them into his mouth, making him suck our combined juices off of me. He twirled his tongue around and over each of my small fingers, lapping up every single drop.

“You’re mine just as much as I’m yours,” I said, wanting him to know my words held meaning too.

His grin was back. “Then prove it. Fuck me, Kelsie.”

And I did just that.

EPILOGUE

KNOX

It’d been months since Kelsie came back into my life, since she walked through that clubhouse door and looked at me like she hadn’t slept since she left me.

I’d felt the weight of the world on her shoulders at that moment and had wanted nothing more than to destroy whatever made her feel that way.

After I’d killed those rival MC members, we talked the entire night. I held her as she told me the reason she’d come back. And although she killed that fucker, I wanted to resurrect his sorry ass and kill him all over again.

I made her a promise that night. She’d never have to run again. Not from anyone.

Two weeks after we had that talk, after she bared her heart and soul to me, we moved in together. My place became her place. It became our home.

Even now, I thought about how domesticated I was. Hell, we did laundry and cooked meals together now. I bought her beauty supplies and tampons when she didn’t feel like running to the store. And I fucking loved doing those little things for her.

And I wouldn’t change a damn thing.

She kept her job at the clubhouse—said being around the crew put a smile on her face. She liked taking care of those rowdy bastards, and I loved having her near me all the time. She completed me.

But Kelsie also signed up for school again, and fuck did that make me proud of my girl. She was going after what she wanted, hustling through classes as she chased a future I desperately wanted her to have.

And every night, I’d sit quietly and watch her study. I’d have a raging hard-on as she’d pull her lip between her teeth and worry the flesh until it turned red and swollen. Every single time, I wanted to reach over and undo her sexy, messy bun and rip my oversized hoodie from her tiny frame. And then I’d want to fuck her until her pussy creamed and she screamed my name over and over.

But I restrained myself. Barely.

I loved my girl.

I fell harder for her every day.

She was my peace in a world filled with dark chaos and brutal violence.


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