Mercy For Reaper : Motorcycle Club Damaged Hero Romance (Steel Order MC Book 3) by Cassi Hart

Author:Cassi Hart [Hart, Cassi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Reaper

Perfect.

Holly is perfect for me. In my eyes, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. From the freckles dusting the bridge of her nose to her big green eyes and her lips made for kissing. Every last inch of her body is perfect, but she’s perfect on the inside too.

In all of my thirty-five years, I have never had anyone take care of me. Never had anyone treat me as anything more than a killing machine, but Holly is different. My little gift from the heavens has only shown me kindness and compassion in the days I have been with her.

If I wasn’t already attracted to her sexy body and her brightness, her pure soul would have pulled me in. From the first moment I woke to her tender care, I wanted her.

That desire has only grown in the time I’ve spent with her.

I don’t just want her for the night or week. No, I need this girl with me for life. I want her to look at me with undiluted need. Her soft voice and touch . . . I want to keep them all to myself. She is my reward from the universe for dealing me such a shitty hand at life.

“Mine,” I rasp, breaking the kiss to look down at her swollen lips and moss green eyes flushed with need. “You’re mine, angel.”

“Yours,” she whispers dazedly, sweeping her fingers to my nape and pulling my mouth down on hers. She whimpers into the kiss as our tongues drag together slowly in the most erotic of moves. The friction of our lips against each other feels both sinfully forbidden and . . . completely natural.

A man as bad as I am does not deserve this sweet innocent angel. I should not corrupt her with my dirty hands, and yet, I can’t keep them off her.

She trembles when I dip my finger between her legs, teasing her clit again, but does she have any clue that the hand giving her pleasure has pulled so many triggers and sent men to hell. The calloused hand that caresses every inch of her skin is just as skilled with a knife. The man she is writhing under has committed so many wrongs without a second thought.

I savor the taste of her lips if only to wipe away the dark memories that threaten to pull me under. My perfect angel anchoring me with the little noises she makes at the back of her throat.

Fucking hell, I need to be inside her right now. Her wet pussy pulsing rhythmically around my thick digit is enough to almost have me coming, but I refuse to shoot anywhere but inside her.

“Need you,” I growl, withdrawing my finger and guiding the thick head of my shaft to her opening. I plant my good arm above her shoulder and stare down at her pretty face as I slowly drive an inch into her.

“Oh, yes,” she says, reaching up to grab my shoulder, but I

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.