Page 34 of Drax (Iron Thunder MC 3)
“It’s no big deal. Really. It’s nothing major.”
“Okay, but tell me about it anyway,” I insisted.
She snuggled up to me and rested her head on my chest. I knew she was having trouble admitting whatever was on her mind. This was always what she did when she didn’t want me looking into her eyes.
“I think everyone here is suspicious of me.”
I pushed her a little, forcing her to look up at me.
“Who are you talking about? Did someone say something to you?”
She shook her head hard.
“No. Nobody said anything. In fact, nobody did anything either. It’s just…a feeling I get. It’s because of Crash and because of everything that’s going on with his MC.”
Nobody had brought this up with me. Of course, nobody had the balls to. Everyone knew I would immediately shoot them down if they suggested being suspicious of Mary-Beth’s intentions.
“Okay, I’ll talk to the guys about it. Everyone here should be treating you like a queen. You’re my woman and they know it!” I growled.
She was shaking her head again.
“Drax please, don’t. The last thing I want is for everyone to hate me any more than they already probably do.”
“MB, nobody hates you.”
“Okay, maybe they don’t. But they don’t trust me either. I just want things to go back to the way they were before we broke up. I used to be good friends with all of them here.”
I pushed my hands into my jeans.
“I have to talk to them about it if you want things to change. I’m the President of this MC…”
“No, Drax, I want to prove it to them. That I’m on their side. Your side. This is where my loyalty lies…this is…” she spoke feverishly. Determinedly. I didn’t want her getting any new ideas in her head. The last thing I needed was for Mary-Beth to go on some kind of fact-proving mission and put herself in danger.
I interrupted her speech by placing my hands on her shoulders. I squeezed them hard and she looked up at me with big rounded eyes.
“Do you really care what anyone else thinks, MB? I know who you’re loyal to. You don’t have to prove it to me. But there is something I want you to do.”
“Okay. What?” she was quick to ask.
“Take off your clothes,” I said.
She bit down on her plump pink lip and I could see the smile tugging the corners of her mouth.* * *I grabbed her by her hips, pushing her backwards to the wall while she undid her jeans. I pulled up her blouse over her head and flung it to the floor.
Up against the wall, I pinned her to it and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around me, and I bit into the side of her neck. She moaned but it wasn’t because she was hurt. She was enjoying it, the feeling of my mouth sucking on her flesh. I was going to leave a mark on her supple skin. A mark of ownership of this divine body.
I pushed myself against her. I wanted her to feel the stiffness of my cock. Hump, hump, hump against the wall. She wrapped her arms around my neck and things were getting wild. Fingers in her hair, mouth on her breasts, her hands down my back.
I could never get enough of this woman, even though I claimed her every night. Several times a night. I just kept coming back for more.
I swung her around and carried her to my desk.
This was where I conducted business. Where I made all my important decisions. And this was where I wanted to make her mine all over again.
She was wearing hot pink panties, matching her bra. I undid her bra and kneaded her big tits. Her nipples were standing up, so rosy and sweet. She was lying on my desk, with her legs hanging off the edge. I rubbed my hand over her belly in soft circular motions, making it quiver a bit. I loved holding her, feeling her soft skin under my fingers. Her chunky love handles. She was the perfect shape to hold, to drill into. My cock throbbed in my pants. I was so hard; I was tenting my jeans.
I rubbed her clit through her panties, and she arched her hips up.
“Are you sure they can’t hear us?” she asked in a whisper. The desk was already creaking under her as she wriggled and rolled her hips.
“I want them to hear us. I want them to hear exactly what we’re like together.” I kissed her neck and down her cleavage and her belly and then pulled her panties down her legs.
There it was—her swollen pussy. So sticky and warm already. I couldn’t wait to be inside her. My cock throbbed the more I imagined it. I would never be able to control myself around her.
