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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Torch

It had been another long one, and it was late when I finally got to Beck’s place. I kicked off my boots by the door and dropped my keys on the counter before heading down the hall to the bedroom. Just as I’d expected, Beck was already in bed and out like a light. I slipped out of my clothes, and being careful not to wake her, I crawled in next to her.

The bed creaked a little under my weight, but she didn’t stir. I lay there for a moment, just watching her. After a few moments, I reached over and pulled her close, and that’s when it hit me. The rough days didn’t matter so much when they ended with her in my arms.

She had become my home, and there was no place I’d rather be.

I brushed a strand of hair from her face and kissed her temple, letting the quiet settle around us. I was home, and as far as I was concerned, there was no better feeling.

The next morning, I awoke with Beck trailing kisses along my neck. I smiled and said, “Good morning, beautiful.”

“Morning,” she whispered.

She continued to kiss me just below my ear, and the touch of her lips against my skin made my cock start to stir. “Beck.”

“Mm-hmm,” she purred.

“What are you doing?”

I glanced over, and her lust-filled eyes locked on mine as she answered, “If you have to ask, then I’m not doing a very good job.”

I nodded toward the tent I was pitching in the sheets. “No, darlin’. You’re doing great, but where’s Ava?”

“And that’s why I love you.” She continued kissing me as she whispered, “You’re always so thoughtful.”

It was just three little words but hearing them come from her lips made my world stop turning. I eased up on my elbow. “Say it again.”

When she looked up at me, I could feel it radiating off her, and I had no doubt she meant it when she repeated, “I love you.”

Unable to control myself, I leaned down, crashing my mouth against hers in a hungry kiss. I felt the sparks fly as soon as her lips touched mine. Her arms wrapped around me, and everything around us slowly disappeared, along with the past and doubts. When I was with her, nothing else mattered.

She turned my world upside down, making me want things I’d never thought I’d want. A family. Kids. A house with a white picket fence. I wanted it all, and I wanted it with her. A smoldering heat rushed deeply through me as her grip tightened, pressing her body to mine.

“You’re mine, Beck.”

She looked up at me with love in her eyes as she whispered, “Didn’t you know... Nothing’s changed. I’ve always been yours.”

She let out a heated moan as my fingers slipped between her legs. Her hand slid against my growing erection, and I groaned in response. With one simple move, she’d made me want her even more. Hell, there didn’t seem to be any limits to my desire for her. She was everything I’d ever wanted and needed, and I was completely consumed by her. Her head fell back as I moved her panties to the side and slid my fingertips inside her. The blood rushed to my cock when I found she was already soaked. I’d just begun to stroke her when she moaned, “I’ll always be yours, Thomas.”

The sound of my name coming from her lips spurred me on, and I couldn’t wait a moment longer to be inside her. Before she could protest, I withdrew my fingers and quickly lowered her panties down her long, lean legs. Once I’d removed my boxers, I grabbed a condom from my wallet and slipped it on.

A sense of contentment washed over me as I settled between her legs and drove deep inside. I drove into her again and again, fucking her deep and hard. A fevered moan vibrated through her as she started to grind against me, taking more of me with every shift of her hips.

Knowing what she needed, I slid my hand from her hip down between her legs, and her breath quickened when I reached her clit. Pleasured cries echoed through the room when I began to stroke her with a tormenting rhythm, and it wasn’t long before I could feel her muscles contracting all around me as she pleaded, “Don’t stop!”

She felt so damn good, so fucking perfect, and she was mine. Her body started to tremble around me, urging me on as I relentlessly drove inside, over and over, until she let out a tortured groan and clamped down around me. There was no better feeling in the world, and I felt my release building as the muscles in my abdomen and legs grew taut. With one final thrust, I pulled her to me and came deep inside her, growling with complete and utter gratification.


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