The Biker's Fate Chapter 167

"Fuck, yeah, it is." He anchored me against the wall and slammed into me. I dropped my head to his shoulder and let him do all the work. Even though this was my least favorite position (meaning, I would typically only come once this way), it was still sexy as hell which fueled the fire. Despite my weight gain, he still had no problem throwing me up against a wall and fucking me. It was awesome.

We both came quickly and Mack disposed of the condom before we stepped into the shower. "Can't wait for your pill to kick back in," he mentioned (again).

I'd had to go on antibiotics until my head healed and, although I never stopped taking the pill, I'd heard that sometimes antibiotics messed with the contraceptive, so we'd gone back to condoms for a little while.

"I think I'm good now, don't you?"

"Babe, we don't have to use 'em. You get pregnant, I'm good with that. But it's up to you. You could already be pregnant, you know."

"I highly doubt it." A couple of weeks ago, we'd had a broken condom, which was a little scary, but I'd kind of put it out of my mind.

He leaned down and kissed me. "I got you something today."

"What?" I asked excitedly.

"Your ring."

"What? Seriously? It wasn't going to be ready until next week."

"They got it done early."

"I want to see it."

"Shit." He smiled. "I shouldn't have told you. Now we're gonna have to actually get clean."

"But then we can get super dirty again."

"You've got a point."

We finished up in the shower and then toweled off. Mack dug in his discarded jeans for the ring and I let out a frustrated groan. "You did not actually drop my engagement ring on the floor of our bathroom, Logan Reed, did you?"

He shook his head, even as he pulled the leather box from his pocket. "I'd never do that." I reached for it, but he pulled his hand back. "Gonna do this right, Dare."

He took my hand and led me to the bed, leaning me against it (still naked) and kneeling in front of me. "Darien Alana Aherne, will you marry me?"

I smiled down at him. "Yes, I will marry you, Logan Andrew Reed."

He grinned, slipped the ring on my finger, but before I could admire it, his face was between my legs and his mouth was on my clit. I whimpered with need and he pushed me onto the mattress, holding me down with a hand on my chest. He drew a nipple into his mouth and bit gently. I gasped at the sensation, then he pushed open my knees, sliding my thighs over his shoulders and began a delicious assault on my clit. I mewed as he sucked, licked, and kissed his way around my pussy.

He slid one finger inside of me, and then two, and as much as I tried to make my climax wait, it wouldn't. I cried out as my orgasm hit and he kissed my inner thighs before releasing my shaking legs and climbing back up my body. "Now you can see if the ring fits."

I giggled, breathlessly. "I'll just catch my breath, honey."

Mack grinned and kissed me quickly before settling beside me. I lifted my hand and smiled. The ring was beautiful and it fit perfectly. I gasped. "This isn't the diamond we picked out." We'd chosen a simple white gold band with four small diamonds on each side of a point seven five carat emerald center diamond and our wedding bands were matching white gold, although, his was a satin finish while mine was shinier.

Mack grinned. "I know. I upped it a bit."

"A bit? What is this?"

"Two carats."

"Seriously? Honey, are you sure?"

"You like it?"

"I love it," I whispered.

"Then I'm sure."

I rolled over him and kissed him. "It's stunning. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"My turn," I said, and kissed my way down his body, wrapping my mouth around him. Mack's hands slipped into my hair as I ran my tongue along his length and then wrapped my mouth around his tip again. I loved the taste of him. All of him and I added my hands as I cupped his balls gently and squeezed. I stroked him with my other hand, following my mouth up and down, faster and faster, until he bucked into me and began to fuck my mouth. I felt his body tighten and then he came into my mouth and I took it all, sucking him dry and swallowing before climbing back up his body and straddling him. "I think that's my favorite."

Mack smiled as he took a few deep breaths. "I've discovered pretty much anything you do to me is your favorite."

I settled my chin on his chest so I could look at him. "This is true. But I do like all the stuff you do to me too."

He slid his hands to my bottom and gave it a gentle smack. "You obviously love the ring."

"Yes, I love the ring." I held it up again and sighed at the sparkle. "I can't believe you went up to two carats."

"You're a famous author. Gotta keep you in the lifestyle you've become accustomed to."

I giggled. "In my head."

"There is that, yeah." He smiled. "Plus, you and I are goin' out on the bike tomorrow, so I had to butter you up."

"I told you I would. You didn't need to go up an entire carat to get me back on your bike."

"It all helps," he said.

"Yes, that's true, but you keep up with this precedent, I'm going to expect things."

"I'll give you anything you want, Darien." He slid my hair behind my ears and cupped my face. "I'll do anything to make you happy."

I kissed his chin. "I'm getting that message, honey."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," I whispered.

"Gonna have my baby?"

I smiled. "One day."

He flipped me onto my back. "Or we can start practicing now."

He slid into me and I arched against him. "Okay," I rasped.