Under the Mistletoe – Satan’s Fury MC Generation Read Online L. Wilder

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
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We didn’t eat much of the pizza. We had other things on our mind. You could feel the sexual tension crackling in the air around us. I don’t know how long we’d been sitting there when Beck looked over at me. I could see the hesitation in her eyes as she finally said, “I’ve been thinking about you.”

I cocked my brow and smirked, “Is that so?”

“Um-hmm.”

“Well, don’t hold out on me. Tell me what you’ve been thinking.”

Her cheeks flushed, and damn if it wasn’t the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Her voice was barely a whisper as she admitted, “Just that you’re so different now.”

“Different good or different bad?” I asked, moving just a little closer.

“Good.” Her lips curved into a shy smile. “Definitely good.”

That was all it took.

I couldn’t hold back a second longer.

I reached up and cupped her face in my hands, brushing my thumb across her cheek. Her skin was soft and warm, and as I looked into her eyes, I knew she was the only one for me. The way she looked at me like I was something more than I ever thought I could be, had my cock stirring to life.

I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers, kissing her—soft and slow at first, savoring the moment. Her scent wrapped around me. It was a mix of something sweet and familiar. I couldn’t resist her if I tried.

Hell, I didn’t want to.

The second her hands rested on my chest, everything changed. The kiss deepened, and hunger and heat took over as I claimed her mouth with mine. My fingers slid to her hips, pulling her closer, and the soft sound she made against my lips set me on fire.

She tilted her head, giving me full access to delve deeper. There’s no way to describe how much I wanted her, and if all her little whimpers and moans were any indications, she wanted me just as much.

She eased back, breaking our embrace, and stood. I thought I’d read things wrong until she reached down and took hold of my hand, leading me down the hall to my bedroom. When we reached the foot of the bed, she reached up and tugged at my vest.

I didn’t stop her. I shrugged it off and draped it over the back of the chair before turning my attention back to her. This woman had a way of pulling me apart and putting me back together in ways I didn’t even know I needed. I looked down at her and was about to kiss her again when she whispered, “I don’t know how you do it.”

“Do what, baby?”

Her hands slowly drifted lower, and when she reached the hem of my shirt, she looked at me with need in her eyes. “Make me feel like you and I are the only two people on earth?”

“That’s you, babe. All you.”

I leaned in and pressed my mouth to hers, kissing her long and hard. A light moan vibrated through her chest when my tongue slid across her bottom lip with a lazy glide. When my hand gripped the back of her neck for better access, I delved deeper into her mouth. My tongue tangled with hers as she hooked a leg over mine, arching her hips towards me.

With her eyes locked on mine, I pulled my t-shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor. Before I’d had a chance to reach for her sweater, she already removing it and pitched it onto the floor next to mine. Her eyes met mine as she whispered, “I’ve waited so long for this.”

“I’ve waited right along with you.”

“I’m done with all that. I want this, Thomas. I want you.”

As soon as the words slipped from Beck’s lips, the dam broke, and any resistance slipped away. I lowered her onto the mattress and laid down next to her. My hand dove into her hair, and I brought her mouth to mine, then kissed her hard, our tongues twisting and tasting each other with nothing but passion and desire. Her mouth was warm and soft, and each swirl of her tongue made the blood rush to my cock.

I lowered my mouth to her neck and ran my lips softly down the curve of her jaw to her shoulder and whispered, “You’re so damn perfect. I never could’ve imagined how damn perfect.”

“Thomas,” she rasped.

There was something about hearing her call out my name that made me ease back and demanded, “Say it again.”

“Thomas.”

I growled as I began trailing kisses down her chest. Her head fell back, giving me better access as I slipped my hands behind her and unclasped her bra. Her fingers raked through my hair as I continued kissing down to her breast.

Heavy breaths and low moans filled the room as I brushed my tongue against her nipple. Goosebumps prickled across her skin as my fingers trailed down her abdomen. I quickly unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the zipper, and as she arched her back, I slid them along with her panties down her long, slender legs. A little whimper escaped her throat as I eased my hand between her legs, slightly grazing her center.


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