The Outlaw's Obsession (12 page)

He turned them around and strode the few steps it took to get to the bed. In a swift move, because Jagger was barely holding on, he set her in the center of the bed and started for his cut.
“One more time, baby.
You sure about this?”

She nodded before he even finished. “Yeah, I am really fucking sure.”

He grinned at her profanity. He set his cut on the chair by the bed and reached behind him to grab a handful of his shirt. Pulling it up and over his head, he tossed it to the ground and went for the belt, button, and zipper of his jeans. Once he was completely naked in front of her, he took hold of his dick and started stroking himself. He was already rock hard, but just seeing her stare at his erection had him becoming impossibly harder.

“You keep staring at my dick like that and I’ll come before I’m even inside of you.” He heard her breath hitch, and then she was pushing up to a sitting position and pulling her shirt off. Once the material was gone she reached behind and unlatched her bra. His heart was pounding fast and hard, and never had he wanted something as fiercely as he wanted her right now. She tossed her bra to the ground, and the movement had her huge, round breasts shaking. His mouth watered, and his bear clawed to come out and sample her, but no fucking way was he about to give this experience up.

Chapter Eleven

Sonya stared at Jagger as he stood right before her stark naked. His body was big and tall, corded with muscle, and so powerful that goose bumps formed along her skin. His abdomen had ribs and indentations of muscle, and that defined V that was like an arrow right down to his erection called to her. But even with the stunning quality that made him up, what held her attention was the huge tattoo on his hairless chest. It was the same design as the patch he wore on the back of his cut, but seeing the dark ink on his flesh was even more of an aphrodisiac. In the center and right over a set of inked claw marks was the shaded outline of a motorcycle. Above that the word GRIZZLY was tattooed in black, stating his breed. And below the permanent patch was the world COLORADO, defining where his MC’s territory was. It was a hardcore thing to look at, but it didn’t frighten her, not when he watched her the way he did.

He continued to move his palm up and down his huge cock as he stared at her breasts. The man was built, and his dick was no exception. He was long, thick, and with a crown that was wider than the shaft. Sonya’s inner muscles clenched with need on their own, and a fresh wave of moisture left her. She was wet, almost embarrassingly so, but she wasn’t going to stop this. There had never been a time when she was the one making the decision to give up her body, and although there had been a lot of pain and fear that had circled her, she was stronger for it. Maybe most women wouldn’t be able to say that, but she was grateful that she had been able to rise above the nightmare that had tried to keep her down. It had taken years for her to come to terms with everything and to lock up the good and alive part of her that Trick had tried to eradicate.

Never again.

But as she got the button undone and the zipper down, her arousal started to mix with apprehension because in a few seconds Jagger would see the scars of Trick’s “affection”. But she didn’t want to stop, and Jagger had said she wasn’t just a piece of ass. Did she believe him? Yes, because after the past seven years she had learned to go with her gut, and her instincts told her this was right. Was she still nervous about his life? Yes. Was she still going to leave? She didn’t want to, honestly, but she knew that was the smart thing to do. But she hoped this wasn’t the last time they spent time together, because even though Jagger was deep in the MC life, she wanted to be a part of
his
life.

Wiggling out of the jeans and panties, she tossed them aside and waited for his reaction. She did worry that he would find her thighs ugly from the knife marks Trick had given her, but as he skimmed up and down her body, one that she had grown comfortable with over time, all she saw was his rage break through.

“He did that to you?” His voice was so menacing that she slid her hands over the raised white scars that crisscrossed parts of her thighs. He shook his head, and she stilled. “No, you don’t have to hide yourself from me.” And then he was on his knees in front of her, and she was so taken aback that this huge MC President was kneeling before her that she thought for sure her heart had stopped. Jagger took her hands that were on her thighs and pulled them out and to her sides. He stared at her scars so intently that her face heated in humiliation. “I’m going to make him suffer for this. His death is imminent, but I’m going to make him suffer.” Jagger was speaking to himself, but when he looked at her she saw the truth of his words reflected in his dark eyes. “I’m going to kill him with pleasure for the pain he caused to you.” He let go of her hands and started moving his hands over her thighs.

The way he touched her, looked at her, made all of her embarrassment and shame vanish, and she found herself becoming pliant under his hands. “Lay back for me, Sonya, and let me see that wet pussy of yours.”

Sonya curled her hands into the sheets and did as he said. He didn’t stop rubbing her flesh, and she felt the blood move right below the surface of her skin and heat. Jagger gripped her behind the knees once she was flat on her back, and a haze covered her mind when he pushed her legs back until they were pressed to her chest. Her pussy was spread so wide her inner lips parted. With the light on there were no shadows to hide every dip and curve of her body, or the fact her privates were on obscene display. Jagger seemed completely engrossed in the sight of her spread open for him.

“You tell me to stop at any time if you start to feel uncomfortable, baby.”

She lifted her head and saw him looking at her from between her legs.

“All right, Sonya? You say stop, and it stops.”

She nodded, not trusting her throat because her arousal and emotions were choking her up. She would have never thought there was this kind of compassion and gentleness from a man like Jagger. He just looked so…scary and intimidating. The smile he gave her was filled with a lot of things, but the one that she latched onto was the heated desire that burned like a wildfire behind his eyes. And then he didn’t say anything else, just moved his hands toward her pussy, took his thumbs and spread her labia even wider, and placed his open mouth right on her. Sonya let her head fall back on the mattress, and a sound of need left her throat when he started licking her like she was a melting ice cream cone in the hot sun. Over and over he brought his tongue from her clit, flattened it all the way down her cleft, and then moved it around her opening before lightly dipping it inside of her. Her inner muscles clenched on their own when he would tease her mercilessly.

The little growls that came from him vibrated against the hard bud, and it didn’t take much for her orgasm to start to rise, but there was something holding her back. This knot in her belly refused to lessen, but before she could think on it too hard Jagger moved one of his hands back to her thigh and rubbed her scars once more with his fingers.

“Don’t think, baby. Just let me make you feel good.” Jagger started renewing his efforts. Licking and sucking, rubbing and nipping until she couldn’t stop the shaking that was soon taking over her entire body. “Fuck, Sonya, seeing you let go like this, feeling you tremble beneath my hands, and tasting you get wetter right on my tongue has me so fucking hard I’m about to come right now.” His murmured words were right on her clit, and that little bundle of nerves swelled even further. And right when she started to come he moved his hands lower, gripped her ass, and followed that action with his mouth until his was running his tongue along her anus.

 
A startled gasp left her, but it wasn’t to stop, and she knew by the grunt he made that he sensed her acceptance of what was happening to her. This was a new experience to her—all of it. She was a virgin in so many senses of the word, and she was having a mutual, consensual sexual experience with a man that had her so heated it was hard to focus on much else. Her orgasm crashed through her like a strike of lighting, and all Sonya could do was hold on and ride it out. She had never felt so much pleasure in her life, and she knew this was only the tip of the iceberg.

“You doing okay, baby?”
Jagger said in between running his tongue along the cheeks of her ass. Sonya cracked her eyes open and saw in an erotic haze as Jagger was pressing his hips into the mattress continuously. The sight of the muscles in his back and ass flexing and clenching as he pumped his hips, pleasuring himself as well as easing his ache, had Sonya wet all over again as if she hadn’t just come.

“I’m good, but I want more.”

Jagger rested his forehead on the back of her thigh, and the feel of his moist, hot breath along her skin was chilling and heating all in the same breath.

“
Christ
, Sonya. I am so fucking hot for you right now that my balls are about to explode just from hearing you say those things.” He had his hands around each of her thighs, clenching and unclenching her flesh, and she hadn’t missed the desperate need in his voice. Jagger was holding back with her, and as much as she loved that he was so considerate, Sonya also wanted to experience this with him. This was
her
decision, and she was going to finally live the way she wanted.

“I trust you, Jagger.”

He slowly lifted his head and opened his eyes so he could look at her.

“I want to be with
you
.
In every way.”
Sonya didn’t need to say that she wanted the human side of him, and the bear he harbored inside of that hard body. His chest rose and fell in quick intervals, and the flickering of his eyes told her that his animal was very close to the surface. But this was a male who knew how to keep control, and right now he was doing just that. “Please, Jagger.” She swore the air cracked and popped with the energy that came from him.

He moved away from her, grabbed a condom from his pants, and slid the latex over his hardness. He was on top of her in what only seemed like seconds, and a moan left her when his dick pressed against her pussy, parting her lips and bumping her still sensitized clit.

“You see what you do to me?” He thrust against her, nudging the hard bud a little more forcefully and causing her eyes to roll back in her head from the pleasure. He did this repeatedly, thrusting against her and showing her exactly how hard he was. He had a hand on either side of her head, speared his fingers into her hair, and gently tugged on the strands until she was forced to tilt her head back. Neck
bared
, and with Jagger’s eyes now trained on the sight, Sonya felt like his prey. But it was the good kind, the seductive kind, and she knew he would make her feel even better.
 
“I want to be inside of you.” He dipped his head and ran his tongue up and down her throat.

Sonya gripped his shoulders, moved her mouth to his ear, and said, “Then stop tormenting us, Jagger.” The sharp sound that left him made her feel wholly female.

“The things I want to do to you…” He didn’t finish his sentence, but she didn’t care because her imagination was very vivid. He let go of her on one side and moved his hand between their bodies. And then he placed the huge crown of his cock at her entrance, held her gaze, and started to push inside of her. The stretch and burn was like nothing she had ever felt before. It was pleasure and the good kind of pain all wrapped into one, and having her
need
more.
So much more.
Jagger still had his face in the crook of her neck and was gently tugging at her tender flesh. God, it felt so good.
“Fucking hell, Sonya.
So hot and slick, tight and perfect.”
He continued to work his cock inside of her until his balls pressed against her bottom, and they both let out identical groans. Their breathing was harsh, and their flesh was becoming moist, but Sonya wanted to feel the bear fuck her. And she knew it wouldn’t take much to make sure that happened.

****

Motherfucker
.
Sonya was so damn tight, and it was taking a hell of a lot for him not to start pounding in and out of her. She clenched around him, and he curled the hand still in her hair even tighter around the strands. He had his other hand right on her thigh, but no, he wasn’t going to think about the marks that lined her creamy flesh. Right now he wanted to pleasure his female and make her forget all about that lowlife bastard.

His female
.
Yeah, Jagger had known she was his from the moment he looked into her eyes. He couldn’t even explain the pull he had toward her, but it had been strong enough that he didn’t even want to question it. Trying to deny himself and his bear was pointless, because being inside of her felt like the most prefect fucking thing in the world. He pulled out slowly and pumped back in. Each thrust and retreat made it harder for him to keep this easy pace. But her soft pleas for more, for it harder and faster, were chipping away at his resistance. He thought she would need slow and gentle, but it seemed his little human needed everything he could give her.

“I want to forget about everything but right here and now.” There was a pleading note in her face.

He looked hard into her face and knew she needed this as much as he did. And that was what he was going to do. Jagger started thrusting in and out, quickening his pace while lifting his head and watching her face for any indication that he needed to stop. Never had he been with a female like this before: wanting to make it perfect for her, wanting nothing more than to watch her come undone beneath him. It had always been about a little club pussy fucking
him
, and making sure he got off. But even if Jagger was more concerned about Sonya, this was the most pleasurable experience he had ever had. “It is so fucking
good
, Sonya. Shit, I could watch the look on your face all day long and never get enough.” The expression of euphoria on her face, of her reddened cheeks and parted mouth, was like a visual orgasm all in itself.