Her eyes started glowing with excitement.
“Are you serious? Are you offering me a job? This means I wouldn’t have to strip anymore?”
“Let’s face it, you’re not exactly the best stripper out there,” I replied.
She burst out laughing and I was grinning too. Then she threw herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck. I took her mouth in mine, kissing her hard again, making her breathless as I tasted every small piece of her.
When she pulled away from me, her eyes were bright and she couldn’t stop smiling.
“Now all we have to do is convince the rest of your friends that I’m harmless,” she said.
“And find Eagle and put an end to this fuckin’ war,” I grumbled.
She bit down on her lip, and I could sense she had something on her mind.
“Ghost…what does this mean for us?”
“It means that I’m never going to let anything happen to you,” I replied. I surprised myself with how easily the words came to me. I’d never said anything like that before. Especially not to a chick.
Mercy was glowing. She looked grateful and relieved and happy.
“And I won’t let anything happen to you!” she declared, and that made me laugh again.
* * *
I pulled her to me so I could kiss her harder. She wrapped her body around mine and I pressed into her so I could feel every part of her. Supple. Soft. Luscious. I licked the length of her neck and down the front of her chest, taking one nipple in my mouth, then the other. Sucking and teasing while I pulled on the other one till she hissed with desire.
I could feel the warmth radiating from between her legs. My cock was throbbing. Growing. She rubbed her moist pussy on my thigh, stroking herself with my body.
I tightened my grip around her and in one quick move, I’d flipped her around. She had her back to me now and I was above her. Mercy sighed while I wrapped my arms around her, criss-crossing her torso, squeezing her delicious tits. She tipped her head back, resting it on my shoulder and I stuck my tongue into her mouth again.
I moved my other hand to the front, sliding it down her belly till I could feel the swollen heat of her clit. I rubbed her hard. I wanted her to be ready for me. Quickly. She moaned and rolled her hips, her ass digging into my stomach while I roused her up. I could feel the stickiness of her juices, the urgency in her limbs.
She whispered my name and without giving her a warning, I guided my cock into her pussy from behind. She gasped from the shock and then moaned again, slowly joining me in the rhythm with which I was thrusting into her.
The bed creaked while I pounded her. We were stuck together, her tits sticking out, my one hand down on her clit and the other tightly clutching her right tit while it bounced ferociously.
I licked her earlobe, kissed the side of her face and her shoulder while she moaned with every thrust.
Our bodies collided repeatedly. Bang, bang, bang. I felt like the whole cabin was moving, and even though it was still the middle of the day, it felt like it was midnight. Nobody around us. Complete silence except for our groans.
She came first. She clawed at me, grabbing my arm, digging in her nails while she screeched my name and said yes, yes, yes…and then I exploded inside her. Four quick thrusts and I knew my cum was buried deep in her. She was still hanging off me and I held her close to my chest as our breathing started to grow calmer.
I wanted to do this again. Right now. I never wanted to stop fucking her. No other man would ever have her. She was all mine. I’d claimed her. Now I just needed for the whole world to know too. Mercy was taken and she was taken by me.
* * *
We fell back on my bed together and she giggled, staring up at the ceiling. I was amazed at her good spirit and how positive she was about life. Despite everything that had happened last night…despite the fact that she was so close to getting seriously hurt or even worse, Mercy seemed to have forgotten about all that. She just wanted to move on with her life.
I wished I could be just as positive. We were silent for a few moments, lying close together so our limbs were entwined. I had never experienced this before. Lying awake after a fuck, saying nothing, just wanting to stay still. I was perfectly happy like this. Was this how it was supposed to feel when a woman brought you to your knees?
“Ghost, tell me about your childhood, please,” she said, turning to me. I clenched my jaws tightly. I didn’t like to talk about it. I definitely didn’t like to talk about it with someone outside the MC. But when I turned to her, she was resting her head on her palms, staring at me, searching my eyes for clues.
“I’ve told you so much about myself in such a short space of time. Now it’s your turn.”
“I don’t have much to say. I grew up in the system.”
“The system?”
“Foster care. House to house. I was never in one place for very long because I was always trouble and nobody wanted to take responsibility.”
She gulped. The last thing I wanted was for her to feel sorry for me.
“It’s not a sob story. I turned out pretty okay.”
“I can see that. You turned out more than okay!”
“And I owe all that to Drax. He was willing to take a chance on me when nobody else would. He took me under his wing and now I’m the Vice President of one of the most powerful MCs
