REAPER: GOLDEN SKULLS M.C. by Rebecca Joyce (best e book reader TXT) 📕

It had been too long since we all cut loose and had some fun. We all needed this, and I was happy to oblige. I even joined the festivities for a bit, though the cut-sluts knew to stay the fuck away from me. My mom had taken Sunny and Jax back to her place for the night, knowing we were going to be celebrating. As for Patty and her boys, she took off for the weekend to visit her parents down in San Francisco. The only other soul in the house was Remi, and she was currently upstairs in bed, retreating deeper and deeper into her mind. I was losing her all over again.

Making my way upstairs, I ignored the men and women who were openly fucking as if they had no concern. I couldn’t remember the last time I touched Remi like that. I missed her. I knew she needed time, and I had been patient, but it had been almost six weeks since she returned, and I was getting angry. More at myself because every time I saw her, I wanted to shake her back into reality, to plunge deep within her to remind her who she belonged to.

I was giving her time, though time seemed to drag on.

I found her lying on her side, looking out towards the ocean. She’d been in that position when I left hours ago and looking at her now, I knew she hadn’t moved. I spotted the tray of food that was left uneaten and sighed. She was pregnant and needed to eat to get stronger. I knew Healer made damn sure she took her vitamins, but if she didn’t start eating soon, he was going to put the feeding tube back in.

Something had to give.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

Slamming the door behind me, she never moved.

I removed my clothes and climbed into bed next to her, pulling her close to me. “Baby, you need to come back to me. I can’t handle you like this anymore. I’ve tried to be patient, but this is gone on long enough.”

Nothing.

Grabbing her face, I turned her towards me. “I mean it, Remi. Stop this shit and come back to me.” She just turned away from me, saying nothing.

Flopping back on the bed, I looked at the ceiling as my hand reached for my cock. I was stiff, and I desperately needed release. I lay there gently stroking my hard cock as I pictured Remi laying over me, kissing me as she used to. A contented sigh broke from my lips as I thought about our time in the kitchen together when I couldn’t control my need for her. How I turned and sat on the chair as she faced me.

God, she was insatiable. Wanton, totally eager to me.

When she moved forward to straddle my legs. My cock was harder and stiffer than I could remember. She kneeled over me, lowering herself onto my throbbing dick.

Her slick wetness and wide-open lips drew me in entirely in one movement. She uttered a long sigh of contentment and briefly held her position.

I groaned, remembering that feeling as I stroked my cock harder. “Oh, that is so good.”

I remembered as Remi slowly began to rise and drop as she rode my cock. Gradually she sped up as an unbelievable heat of passion rose in her. Soon she was slamming her body against mine. I remembered being incapable of coherent speech. All that could be heard was the moaning of pleasure and liquid sounds of our sex. She was sensationally hungry that day which fueled my desire for her.

I closed my eyes, seeing her, remembering how her breath shuddered as she came.

I was still hard and rocked forward so I could still push into her. I knew I couldn’t keep this up for long. I would soon come myself, but she was at the edge of orgasm again. Still, I thrust deep into her, rocking faster and faster. She let out a deep moan as her pleasure peaked again. Her inner muscles grasped my cock in her tight ecstasy and brought me to an explosive orgasm.

“Fuck.” I growled as I stroked myself until streams of cum spurt into the air.

And then I heard it.

A sigh.

After weeks of silence, she finally responded.

Rolling onto my side, I trailed my hand from her shoulder to her elbow. “You know, baby, if you want something, all you have to do is ask for it.”

Silence.

“I was thinking about that time with us in the kitchen. You know where I pounded into you like a madman, and you let me. You accepted my demon that day, and he ravished you. You were so wet, baby. I could smell your arousal for days afterward whenever I walked into the kitchen. It’s the best smell in the world.”

Her legs slightly moved.

I grinned and continued, caressing her. “Remember our first kiss? It was so sweet and fucking hot. Damn baby, you took my breath away. I couldn’t stop myself, then when your towel fell off, I saw those luscious tits. Fuck baby, I’m getting hard again just thinking about them.”

She whimpered as my hand moved over her hip towards her pelvis. I could smell her faint arousal. She was listening, getting excited. Yet, she hadn’t taken the bait. Sex was something where Remi and I connected on a spiritual level. We knew what the other wanted, needed, desired. We accepted each other as is. Nothing was off-limits with us when it came to fucking, and my baby could be greedy. I just needed to feed her more.

Moving my hand further towards her crotch, I wasn’t surprised to find her panties wet. She was aroused, but to what extent. Leaning closer, I whispered in her ear, “You smell heavenly. I would give anything for a taste of your juicy cunt, baby. Just a nibble. To have your sweet honey on my lips once more. Can you imagine that? My mouth on you, licking your pussy, nibbling your clit as