The Biker's Fate Chapter 269

"Fuck!" he whispered, lifting me. "Keep your legs around me."

I nodded as he carried me out of the bedroom and into my bathroom. Hatch settled me on the vanity, guiding me to the edge. He was tall enough that I could loop my good arm around his neck, and he could anchor me firmly to the granite. Despite the cold, I relished the feel of him sliding deeper into me, but I couldn't help a shiver.

Hatch tugged my cami completely off and pulled me closer to him, his body heat warming me as he moved again. "You're so tight."

I smiled. "Um, it's kind of been a while."

"You okay?"

"So much better than okay."

His hands cupped my bottom and he held tight as he slammed into me over and over again. I whimpered and, when I knew I couldn't wait, I bit down on his shoulder to keep from crying out as my orgasm exploded around me.

"Fuck," he rasped, and I felt his cock pulsate inside of me.

I dropped my forehead to his shoulder, but found my head lifted and Hatch peppering kisses along my jaw. "Fuckin' beautiful, Sunshine."

"I'm so sorry, Connor."

"What the fuck?" He leaned back with a frown. "Why are you apologizing?"

I nodded to his shoulder. "I kind of left a mark."

Keeping an arm around me, he leaned toward the mirror and chuckled. "Yeah you did."

"Does it hurt?"

He nodded. "So bad, baby. I think you may have given me rabies."

I gasped. "Rude!"

Hatch chuckled and pulled out of me, wrapping the condom in toilet paper and chucking it in the rubbish bin. He lifted me off the vanity and leaned down to kiss me. "You doin' okay?"

"At the risk of being really inappropriate, I've never had two orgasms back-to-back in my life." I bit my lip. "I loved Niall, but he wasn't the most creative when it came to sex." I groaned. "God, I'm a horrible person. I should never speak ill of the dead, especially someone I loved."

Hatch pulled me closer to him. "First, never apologize for having an orgasm. Second, Niall's dead, baby. It's okay for you to move on. And third, we're not done."

"Really? What's your plan, handsome?"

"You're gonna have another orgasm or twelve."

I shivered. "Twelve, Connor, seriously?"

"I'm always serious about orgasms, Sunshine."

"I'm very impressed by the focus you've given your task, darling." I slid my hand to his cock. "Now, I'd love to see if I can get you to rise to the occasion so I might also have a little fun." I grinned as his breathing grew shallow. "Mmm, nicely done, Connor." With his help, I knelt in front of him and wrapped my mouth around him. I really wish I had use of both hands, but for the moment, I'd have to make do. I couldn't keep myself from comparing, considering he was only the second man I'd seen naked… at least up close and personal.

I enjoyed oral sex, but I typically preferred giving more than receiving. Tonight, however, I'd enjoyed receiving it immensely and I knew that was because Hatch knew what he was doing. I took his cock in as far as I could and used my hand to pump, adding a little pressure as I slid up and down his shaft. I knew he was into it the second he slid his fingers into my hair and anchored me against him.

His body moved against me and I took him all the way, grabbing his ass to steady myself as his legs locked. "Baby, I'm gonna come."

I nodded.

"You sure?" he rasped.

I nodded again and swallowed as he came inside my mouth. I honestly couldn't think of anything sexier than taking his cum inside of me. I sucked and kissed until I felt he was done and then his hands were under my armpits and I was lifted to my feet. "Fuck, Maisie."

I grinned. "Was it as good for you as it was for me?"

He kissed me gently and stroked my cheek. "This was really supposed to be all about you tonight."

"Well, that worked."

"How's your arm?"

"It's a little sore," I admitted.

"How long ago did you take your pills?"

"Right after you left."

He frowned. "Babe, that was like seven hours ago."

"I'm trying to wean myself off."

"Do you have any in here?"

I shook my head.

"You okay with me getting some from the kitchen?"

"Not naked, I'm not."

He grinned and walked into the bedroom, pulling on his jeans and buttoning them. He left the bedroom and I took a minute to clean up.

Hatch

I walked out to the kitchen and grabbed the Oxy and a couple of bottled waters. I'd just closed the refrigerator when Beckett walked up to the island. "I thought you left."

"Maisie was havin' a rough night, so I came back," I said.

Beckett cocked his head. "What exactly do you want with my sister?"

"What do you mean?"

"I can't quite get a handle on you," he continued not really answering my question.

"What you see is what you get, man. I got nothin' to hide. I care about your sister and Poppy. Where it goes from there's really none of your business."

"Do you want money?"

"What the fuck?"

"From my sister. Do you want her money?"

"I get that you don't know me, but you askin' me that question is the same thing as challengin' me to a duel in your country, so I'd suggest you fuckin' walk away before I say or do somethin' I can't take back."

"We don't challenge people to duels anymore."

"No shit?" I droned, because I didn't really give a fuck. "Well, whatever you consider to be the biggest insult, that's what you just delivered." I leaned against the counter. "Maisie's fragile, so I'm not gonna burden her with this and I'm gonna let it go. But when we get to the point to make this permanent, and I believe we will, I'll make sure her money's protected. I don't need it, I don't want it. You got questions or concerns outside of that; you need to bring those up to her, or to her and me together. I'm not gonna talk about her behind her back or make back room deals that involve her." I nodded toward the bedroom. "Now, I gotta get Maisie some pain meds."

I forced down my irritation as I headed back to Maisie's bedroom, locking the door behind me.

Maisie walked out of the bathroom her smile fading quickly. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, baby."

"Connor," she admonished.

"Your brother's concerned."

"Bloody hell," she snapped. "What did he say? Tell me everything."

"No."

"Yes."

"No, baby. If you want to know what he said, you can ask him." She moved to leave the room, but I stopped her. "But not tonight." I grinned at her huff. "Look, he's your brother. It's his job to look out for you and I don't fault him for that. I said my piece. He either accepts that or he doesn't."

"Well, it's none of his bloody business and I'm going to make sure he knows that."

"Not tonight." I dropped the waters on the bed and slid my arm around her waist. "I'm not done with you."

"Hatch."

"Maisie, you're naked and smokin' hot and you just gave me two incredible orgasms. I want a couple more of those before I have to get up and leave your bed." I kissed her neck. "I don't want to talk about your brother anymore."

She sighed. "Me neither."

"Except, what's up with the 'sausage' shit?"

She giggled. "Dame Edna. I'll show you some clips tomorrow. We all call each other Sausage."

"And I thought it was somethin' weird," I retorted. "Let's get some meds in you and then I'm gonna soothe other hurts, okay?"

Maisie nodded, and I kissed her again before we spent the night making love as quietly as we could.