Sinister Knights MC #1-3

Chapter 3

Chapter Three

P iper

“Piper Parish!” I heard my name bellowed. “Get your fine ass back in this bed before I hunt you down!”

My stomach twirled at the prospect of King, all big and badass, coming after me. I had half a mind to stay rooted right here at the kitchen island and wait for him.

“Piper!” The lion of a man roared, and my feet moved on instinct. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, I ambled down his short hallway on bare feet, a smile widening my cheeks when I caught sight of him stretched out in bed, naked from the waist up and hair a violent whiplash of movement.

“You’re pretty growly in the morning.” I slid into bed next to him.

His arm wrapped around my shoulder, burrowing me into him further. I sucked in a lungful of his warm, masculine scent. My eyes cast down to the thick rod of steel tenting his boxers.

King was all man, there was no doubt about that.

“I’m pretty growly without you.” His thick voice vibrated through every nerve in my body, ending in a burst of fireworks between my legs.

I’d been hot for King since the moment I’d laid eyes on him.

Don’t get me wrong, all the Sinister Knights were hot—Ryker all massive and chiseled, Saint with that shit-eating grin and sweet dimples, but something about King… Maybe it was the thought of his beard rustling between my thighs.

“It’s only been a few hours, King. What, are you spoiled already?”

“Here’s hoping.” His heavy palm wrapped around my waist, yanking me into him so I was flush against his cock. My mouth watered, and my knees nearly began a slow shake as my panties soaked through with arousal.

“How’d you know my last name anyway? Been stalking me on Facebook?”

He huffed, wrapping his other hand around my neck as his lips caught the lobe of my ear. “Fuck Facebook.” His breath washed over my skin, sending tingles in every forbidden direction. “I know everything about you, Parish. I stalk my prey before I dive in for the feast.”

Before I had a chance to breathe, his lips covered mine, his mouth swallowing my groans as his cock rubbed against the seam of my work scrubs. I didn’t even have a chance to be embarrassed that I hadn’t changed because he was pulling the top over my head a moment later, revealing my breasts encased in lace to his greedy eyes.

He licked his lips, eyes darting down my body before he hooked a thumb in the waistband of my pants. “We may want a safeword. I’m going to work over this delicious body until you’re begging me to stop and crying for more in the same breath.”

My heart lurched, heavy in my chest. A thousand words tumbled through my head, and I couldn't grab a single one of them.

“Stop looking at me like that, little bird.” He shook his head, sliding the base of his palm up the ridge of his heavy cock, licking his lips once. Never had he looked more like a wild lion than he did in that moment, and never had I wanted his beard grinding between my thighs more.

“Phoenix,” I breathed.

His eyes shot wide. “Phoenix?”

“Rising from the ashes, it’s a rebirth.” I suddenly felt silly for choosing that as a safeword.

His dark eyes flicked down my body, one fingertip inching my scrubs down my hips. “I like it.”

My body was divested of my pants a second later, his hungry eyes crawling up my legs and heavy hands parting my thighs. “Mm, soak those sweet panties for me. I want you all wrung out and soft when I take you the first time.”

My tongue lodged in the back of my throat when his teeth tore the elastic of my panties, pulling them from my legs to leave my pussy open, soft and glistening for him.

“God, that’s so hot.” His thumbs scraped along the sensitive seam before settling at the juncture of my thighs and pressing deep. He forced me open more, warmth rushing up from my pussy to the apples of my cheeks. King was staring at me like he was starved, and something about the glint in his eye turned me on even more.

I felt so exposed, my nipples throbbing with a slow ache, every nerve humming with lust under his gaze.

His hands latched on to my waist, turning me to plop ass-first on the cool wooden chair in the corner of the room. He backed away, eyes tracking the distance between us like a hungry tiger, before he relaxed on the edge of the bed, thighs spread wide. His cock was long and thick, the outline delectable through the thin fabric of his boxer briefs.

I sat opposite him, and his eyes took in my form greedily before he licked his lips, stroked his cock in one hand, and spoke. “Spread your legs. Let me see what's mine.”

I gulped, arousal pulsing through my core before I split my knees gently, the smooth, cold seat of the chair sending a bevy of new sensations cascading through me. I felt on fire being on display for him like this, his gaze eating me up like a seven-course meal. A shiver danced over me at just the thought of his tongue sliding through my soaked lips.

“Pull on your nipples. I want to hear how hot it makes you to take orders from me.”

I slammed my eyes closed, the virile, raw man sitting across from me imprinted on my eyelids.

“I’ve waited too fucking long to see you like this. I need a minute to commit every inch of you to memory, so when I close my eyes tonight, I don’t forget a morsel.”

He dropped to his knees, inching across the floor, prowling toward me until he was just within reach. Perched on his knees, his giant cock clasped in one hand, he used the fingertips of the other to graze the inside of my thigh, brushing against the damp heat of my pussy and causing a gasp to bullet past my lips.

His crooked grin deepened before both of his hands dug into the flesh of my hips and spun me, settling me backward on the chair, my tits pressed against the chilled wood and drawing another shudder across my skin.

“I'm punishing you for crawling out of bed without my permission this morning.” His sexy growl ratcheted up my arousal.

“I had to pee.” I shook my ass, determined to wiggle my way out of this by any means possible.

Instead of answering, both of his hands spread across my ass cheeks, warming up my skin before he landed one swift crack on my right cheek.

I groaned, arching against him, desperate for the feeling of him buried deep inside me. I needed to relieve this ache that had taken up permanent residence since he stepped into my life, nearly naked.

He traced his way down my back with one of his palms, ghosting the curve of my spine before he released a breath. “Your ass is perfect. Round. I love the way it jiggles when I spank it.” He ran his hand over the fiery mark his palm had just left.

I sighed, praying he wasn't finished, wishing he would sink inside me already.

“You're making me crazy,” I bit out from between clenched teeth.

I felt his deep laugh in the base of my spine.

“I love seeing your pussy lips glistening for me.” He spread my thighs farther apart, leaving me wide open. He groaned softly. “Love seeing this ass stinging for me.”

I didn't have a chance to reply. His tongue was brushing against the tight pucker of my ass, his teeth nipping at my cheeks before his tongue was back to probing and massaging the smooth ring. Just when I thought I might lose my mind, King added a finger, tracing down the center of my crack, cupping my damp pussy with his palm before landing another slap.

I gasped, groaned, and arched back to meet his hips, silently begging for more.

“I should take a picture of my red mark on these creamy, round cheeks.” His body pressed against mine from behind, the fat girth of his cock lodging against my hot pussy as his hands worked my hips into whatever rhythm he wanted. He pulled away, and before I could brace myself, he landed three quick slaps against the shining seam of my pussy.

Raw, hot, on display, and already feeling lusciously abused, I moaned when his finger finally entered my pussy, sinking deep inside and massaging the aching flesh. I groaned, grinding back against him, eager for the sensations only he could give. I groaned when the pad of his thumb worked the rosebud of my ass, pushing against the opening and making every sensation I thought was too much multiply by a thousand.

“I'm going to fuck your ass one of these times you disobey me, little bird.”

I shuddered with his promise. “Please, punish me.”

His hand stilled, and he drew in a sharp intake of air as if he were trying to control something deep inside himself.

“You don’t know what you’re asking.”

“Yes, I do,” I said confidently. “You. I’m asking for you.”

His forehead landed against the small of my back, lips caressing the delicate skin with soft butterfly kisses. “Hell, what is it you’re doing to me, little bird?”

He hauled me against him, carrying me to the bed and throwing me into the mountain of pillows.

He slid his beard against my damp folds, every hair tickling the delicate flesh. I knew there was no way I would last with him rubbing between my legs, looking at me like he was about to tear me apart with his teeth. “Been jerking my dick every night thinking about you lying here, naked underneath me, waiting for me to take you.”

His hands caught my wrists, binding them to my sides before his tongue flicked at my clit, sliding and slipping against the slick little nub until screams dislodged the knot in my throat and I was clinging to the edge of sanity.

“My dick’s been leaking just thinking about the taste of this pretty cunt on my tongue.” He stroked his beard across my pussy, causing another shriek to tear past my lips before he rubbed his mouth against my clit and growled. The vibration of his roar against my core sent me spiraling over the cliff, my arms twitching as he held me close to him, forcing me to take all the pleasure he was determined to give.

Waves of ecstasy crashed over me again and again as he continued to work me, finally coming up for air after I’d come a third time, my chest panting and his beard glistening with my arousal. He licked his lips slowly, one hand sliding up the base of his cock under his boxers, the other cupping my vagina and making me twist and rock, silently begging for more.

“I want all of you. Everything, King. Stop teasing me.” Ragged breaths escaped on repeat.

“Sweet little bird, I want you so far gone you want me everywhere, all at once.” He caught my lips with his teeth, pulling at the plump flesh before soothing the ache with his tongue.

Soft, sweet little licks, his beard damp and rubbing against the cleavage of my breasts, hands roaming up and down my body like he was looking for buried treasure. I jerked a minute later when his cock lodged against my pussy, the full length and girth of it hitting me for the first time.

“King…” I murmured, fingernails biting into his biceps. “You’re?—”

“Big.” He nipped at the corner of my mouth. “Yeah, I know.” He sucked on my lower lip, grinding his cock harder against my core. “Don’t worry, little bird, we’ll make it fit.”

A wave of pure pleasure erupted somewhere deep inside me at his words. It didn’t matter what he said he wanted to do to me, I’d let him. I’d be his ready and willing slave any day of the week. And twice on Sundays.

“You on birth control?” he gruffed against my neck.

I felt the thrum of his heartbeat straight through his cock, pounding against my pussy and so close to driving home. “No.”

He pulled away, locking eyes with me. “Fuck, little bird.” His head dropped to my forehead. “Fuck me.”

“That’s what I thought we were doing…” I wasn’t sure if my lack of birth control was a good thing or a bad one. I didn’t care. Hell, he must have a condom around here somewhere, right?

“Don’t tell me I’m the only one that’s been here.” The rasp of his beard against my neck sent shivers spiraling out of control.

“Y-yes?”

“Fuck, little bird!” He pushed off of me, stroking his beard while he studied me, wild look eating up his irises.

“Am I in trouble?” I croaked. For the first time, I felt shame under his gaze.

“No!” He yanked his jeans up his legs, not bothering to zip them, leaving the dark hair that nestled around his cock just in view. He was so gorgeous and masculine it hurt. I wanted to get down on my knees and worship at the altar of King every day if I could. “Hell, I’m sorry for scaring you.” He stepped closer, eyes turning tender as he cupped my cheek with his hand. “I’m the one in trouble, little bird.” He dropped to his knees, pulling me upright to sit at the edge of the bed, his body nestled between my thighs, big palms covering my backside as I pressed myself against him. “I can’t bring myself to give a fuck that you’re not on birth control. Turns me on more than you’ll ever know, thinkin’ about plantin’ my seed deep inside you, watching you grow beautiful with my baby. But being the first one, Piper…” He shook his head, forehead landing at my navel as he sucked in ragged breaths. “I won’t take it from you.”

“Take it?” My heart hammered with his words. “But I want you to take it! I don’t want it. You can have it. This virginity thing has been a monkey on my back since high school.”

His deep chuckle vibrated through my core and made all the silly games worth it. The only thing I liked more than his beard between my legs was the sound of that chuckle…and knowing I was the one to cause it. “Your virginity is a serious thing, little bird.”

“I know,” I whispered, sliding both my hands along his face and forcing his gaze to meet mine. “I know, King. And there’s no one else I’d rather take it.”

His eyes held mine, something serious and indescribable burning there.

Before he could reply, the piercing shrill of his cell rang through the silence.

He frowned, pulling the phone from his pocket and glancing at the screen.

“Don’t move,” he ordered, then stood, tucking a blanket around my shoulders to keep me warm while he sauntered across the small room and answered the ringing. “Yeah?”

He stood there for long moments, listening intently before his head bowed, eyes closed, and a slow nod shook his shoulders. “I understand.”

He hung up a second later, turning back to me. His eyes were heavy, frown lines crossing his face.

“That was Prez. Got an issue with the Outlaws over the ridge.” He moved closer, hands cupping my cheeks. “Gotta run up there and check things out. I shouldn’t be gone for more than a day, two, tops.”

“When?” My heart was sinking already.

“Now.”