Ace (Hounds of Hellfire MC #10) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Insta-Love, MC Tags Authors: Series: Hounds of Hellfire MC Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
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Her hands scrambled for my belt, fingers trembling slightly as she tugged it open and fumbled with the zipper of my jeans. The moment my cock was free, she wrapped her small hand around it, and I hissed out a rough curse, pleasure jolting through me. Her tentative strokes drove me damn near mad, the feel of her soft palm against my rigid length igniting a fire that burned away any remaining shred of restraint.

“Can’t play right now, baby,” I groaned, my voice thick with barely contained need. “I’m hanging on by a fucking thread.”

Impatient, I tugged her jeans off and grabbed her panties, literally ripping them off and discarding them on the floor. Her startled gasp quickly melted into a moan as I lifted her effortlessly. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and my cock pressed against her hot, slick pussy, nestling perfectly between her drenched folds.

“Fuck,” I grunted. “Love how you’re always so damn soaked for me.”

I gripped her ass, squeezing the soft curves roughly as I rocked my hips, coating myself with her arousal. She whimpered softly, tightening her legs around me, and I leaned forward, capturing one perfect nipple between my lips.

I sucked hard, flicking my tongue over the tight peak before biting down gently. Her head fell back, her cries filling the room as I continued to tease and torment her sensitive tits with my mouth, my cock throbbing painfully, desperate to sink inside her.

I felt the exact moment when her desperation matched my own, her body trembling against mine, her nails digging into my shoulders.

“Please, Colter,” she whimpered, her voice breaking with need. “I need you inside me. Now.”

With a deep growl, I shifted my grip on her ass cheeks and drove my cock into her tight, dripping pussy in one brutal thrust. Her scream echoed throughout the hallway, fueling the possessive fire roaring inside me. I didn’t pause or hesitate before I took her hard against the wall, slamming into her with raw, unrelenting strokes.

“Still so fucking tight. Fuck!” I rasped, my voice harsh in her ear. “That’s it, baby. Take my cock. Feel how fucking deep I'm getting inside this tight little body. Your pussy belongs to me, understand?”

She moaned loudly, her head thrown back against the wall as she arched to meet my thrusts. “Yes, Colter! It’s yours.”

“Damn fucking right it is,” I growled, my hips snapping harder and driving deeper. I grabbed one of her legs, hooking it over my arm to open her wider, ensuring she felt every powerful thrust. “Gonna fill you again. Breed you so fucking good, baby. You’ll be dripping with my seed for days.”

Her pussy clenched tight around me, squeezing my cock like a vise. She cried out, her nails clawing down my back. “Oh yes, Colter! Yes!”

“You like that?” My voice was a rough snarl as I thrusted relentlessly. “You want me to fuck a baby into you? Mark you inside and out?”

“Yes,” she sobbed, trembling as she neared her release.

“That’s good, baby. Because I’m gonna fuck you until you’re overflowing with my come, make damn sure you walk around dripping proof of how deep I claimed your pussy.”

She cried out again, begging me to let her come.

The desperate, breathless sound of her voice drove me to the brink, and I growled, “Come for me, baby. Soak my cock with your sweet fucking juices.”

My rhythm became erratic as her inner walls spasmed around me, clenching and rippling with her climax. She screamed my name, her body shattering as she came, and I lost control. My hips jerked wildly as my release exploded, a raw shout ripping from my throat while I filled her deep with every drop of my come.

I held her there, panting against her shoulder, both of us shaking with the intensity of our orgasms. My legs felt like fucking jelly, and I knew if I tried to move right now, we'd end up on the floor.

A chuckle slipped out of her as her head lolled back against the wall, her breath still coming in ragged bursts. For a second, she just stayed there, limp in my arms, her fingers lazily tracing the back of my neck.

“I think,” she muttered weakly, her voice soft and wrecked, “you might’ve killed me this time.”

I huffed a low laugh, pressing my forehead to hers while we both caught our breath. “That so?”

“Mm-hmm,” she murmured, her eyes still closed.

“Funny.” I smiled, but my voice was still rough with lingering heat. “Does that mean you don’t want me to fuck you again?”

My legs finally felt steady. Barely.

So I gave her a slow, shallow thrust.

Her breath caught immediately, a soft moan slipping past her lips as her pussy clenched around me.

“Colter,” she gasped.

“Still hard as a fucking rock,” I murmured against her mouth. “Could stay buried inside your sweet pussy forever.”


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