The Biker's Fate Chapter 152

Darien

He smiled and leaned down to kiss me. "I'm gonna get you a shirt, then we'll sleep."

"Give me a second," I said, and headed to the bathroom. Admittedly, I moved a little slower than normal. I cleaned up a little more and then walked back out to the bedroom and grabbed my panties, shimmying them back on.

Mack smiled and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me against his hard, naked chest. He'd pulled on boxer briefs that only accentuated his perfect body even more. "How sore?"

I stroked the corded muscle on his neck. "A bit."

"I grabbed a couple of Advil for you." He ran his hands over my bottom. "And a T-shirt."

"Thanks."

"Let's get some sleep," Mack said, and pulled the covers down. I slid in and he pulled me against him. I was on my back, my side against him and he settled his head in his palm, hovering above me slightly. "Tomorrow, we'll grab some things from your place to keep here, yeah?"

"So this is going to happen again, then?"

Mack chuckled. "A lot."

I giggled. "Promises, promises."

He slid his hand along my belly. "Just statin' fact."

"Now?" I asked hopefully.

"No, honey. You're still too tender, but tomorrow we'll try again."

I ran my thumb along his lower lip. "I can't wait to do research for my next book."

"We'll be real thorough." Mack grinned, drawing my thumb into his mouth and sucking gently.

"Ohmigod, you're irresistible!" I moved my hand to his chest.

"Good to know." He kissed me quickly and then settled next to me. "But I need to shut this down, or I'll hurt you."

"Gentleman to the end," I said, and rolled onto my side, settling my head on his chest.

"I will always protect you, Darien." He ran his finger along my side and laid his palm on my bottom. "Even if it's from yourself."

"I know. It's one of the things I love the most about you." I kissed his chest. "But try to remember I'm a grown-ass woman who doesn't always need protecting." Mack's body shook with laughter, although, he didn't make any sound. "Not funny, honey."

"Yeah, Darien, it's funny." He gave my bottom a gentle smack. "It's one of the things I love the most about you." I smiled, biting back another yawn. Mack pulled the covers up our bodies and kissed the top of my head. "Sleep, sweetheart."

I yawned again as I slid my arm over his stomach. "'Night, bossy."

Mack chuckled. "'Night, Darien."

Saturday I awoke to an empty bed, but the soft scent of Mack was left on the sheets next to me so I burrowed in. I closed my eyes and kept them closed, even when I felt the bed dip and soft lips kiss the sensitive spot just below my ear. "Good morning."

I smiled, reaching my hand behind me and sliding it into his hair. "Good morning."

Mack rolled me onto my back and leaned down to kiss me. "How'd you sleep?"

"Really well," I said. "You?"

"Once I pinned you to the bed, great."

I raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

He grinned and settled beside me. "You did the alligator death roll more than a few times."

I giggled. "What the heck is an alligator death roll?"

Mack slid his hand under the shirt I was wearing and laid it on my belly. "Well, it's when you threw all your blankets off, but then you'd throw your arm over me, grab mine, and roll with them. I had to chase you to keep from freezing."

"You did?"

"I did." He kissed my neck. "But I pinned you to the bed and you settled and stayed that way as long as I kept you close."

I arched against his mouth. "I did?"

His hand slid to my breast, cupping it gently. "You did."

"I think I love sleeping next to you."

"Ditto." He rolled a nipple between his finger and thumb as he kissed me. He stopped kissing me long enough to pull off my shirt and panties, and then his hand slipped between my legs and his thumb circled my clit. "I love how wet you get for me." I mewed as he slid a finger inside of me, then two. "Too much?"

"No, it's perfect," I breathed out.

"Want more?"

"Ohmigod, yes."

He chuckled and removed his hand only long enough to roll on a condom and slip into me slowly. "How's that, baby?"

I shifted so I could draw him further into my body. "So good."

"You're not too sore?"

I raised my head so I could look him in the eye and cupped his face. "I'm fine, Logan. I love everything we're doing here, and I love you for making sure I'm okay, but I'd super duper appreciate it if you'd just fuck me now and worry about me later."

He grinned and kissed me as he thrust forward, surging deeply into me. I hooked my ankles around his waist as he continued to drive his hips, slowly at first, but building up speed as I grew louder and louder. He slipped a hand between us and fingered my clit and I couldn't stop myself from exploding around him. He wasn't far behind me and I felt him pulse inside of me as he rolled us onto our sides.

"I love you." I stroked his cheek with a smile. "Sorry about the morning breath."

He chuckled. "Sorry about the quickie. There'll be more later."

"Well, as you know, I'm not an expert, but that was amazing, so if that's what a quickie does to me, I'm all for it."

"God, I love you." Mack grinned. "Come shower with me and then I'll make you breakfast."

"Yes, please."