Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 187(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 187(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
"It'll feel even better when it's my cock, Mischief," I whisper against her ear. "You'll feel like I'm going to split you in two, but you won't ever want it to end. You'll plead with me not to stop. You'll ache for more." My teeth close around the shell of her ear, delivering a small bite.
She sobs my name, her body trembling against mine.
"You'll feel me every time you move, Bella," I breathe, soothing the bite with my tongue. "And you'll beg for more." I curl my finger up to stroke her g-spot. "I'll be your own personal heaven, little girl. You'll live and breathe for me."
"Cormac!" she shouts, coming unglued at the seams. Her cunt grips my finger, fluttering as she unravels around me. She trembles, a sexy moan rippling through the room.
Watching her come—hearing her moaning my name—sends me over the edge with her. I bury my face in her neck, groaning as my balls draw up and cum spills from my shaft, soaking her hand and her thighs. I pump my hips, covering her thighs and pussy in my seed.
"Fuck, fuck," I gasp, trying to breathe through the rush of pure damn ecstasy coursing through me. I pull her close, nuzzling my face against her neck. "Goddamn, Mischief." And then, because I can't help myself, I scoop a little bit of cum from her thigh with my thumb, pushing it inside her where it should be. Where it will be from now on.
"What are you doing?" she asks.
"Putting this where it belongs." I push it in deep and then rub the rest of it into her skin. She moans quietly, making me smile. She might not know it yet, but she's already falling for me. If she weren't, she'd be kicking my ass right now. "Now you smell like me."
"Shut up and go to sleep, Tiny," she says in response.
I laugh quietly.
Fuck, she's incredible.
When I wake up, shadows cling to the corners of the room, and I'm in bed alone. Mischief is nowhere to be found. I quickly throw on a pair of pants and head downstairs to find her, not thrilled she managed to sneak out of the bed without me knowing. I want to know every move she makes.
"Mischief?" I shout, jogging down the stairs.
The house is quiet…too quiet.
The hair on the back of my neck stands up.
"Crash," I call, snapping my fingers.
He doesn't come running, either.
The lamp in the living room is on. All of Mischief's shit is still piled in a heap by the door where my brothers left it. I quickly make a circuit through the house, checking every room. There's a glass of water sitting on the island, and she fed Crash, but neither of them is anywhere to be found.
Fuck.
Where are they?
Icicles form around my heart, worry kicking in. If she tried to run off, Crash would follow her. He's in love with her too. She doesn't know the property, though. She doesn't know about the gorge. It's getting dark. She could miss it and fall in. She could get lost. Someone could snatch her up and disappear with her.
How long has she been gone?
"Fuck!" I shout, panic setting in.
I run back into the living room to grab my phone and shoes, afraid for the first time in my life. I just found her. I can't lose her now. I won't fucking survive it. Already, she's the most important thing in my life. She's the reason for all of this, the thing I've been working toward for as long as I can remember. I've always been preparing for her, trying to ensure I was ready to take care of her.
If I've already failed…. No, that's not possible.
I grab my phone and dial Cash's number, trying to shove my feet into my shoes at the same time.
"Yo," he says.
"She's missing."
"What the fuck?"
"She's missing, and I need to find her. I have to find her," I ramble. "Send everyone."
"Calm down, Giant," Cash says, his voice firm. "Tell me what happened."
"I just goddamn told you," I growl. "She's missing, and I need…"
The front door opens.
Crash comes bounding inside, fucking up the rug in front of the door. Bella's hot on his heels, her ringlets all wild around her laughing face, her eyes bright with humor. My stomach bottoms out, relief hitting me like a fist.
"Never mind," I growl to Cash. "I found her."
"What the fu–?"
I hang up on him.
Crash makes a beeline for the couch, running right through the pile of bags.
"Crash!" Bella cries as they scatter every which way. "You wicked dog."
I drop my phone to the coffee table, storming across the room toward her.
"Hi, sleepyhead," she says, smiling up at me.
"You left the house without permission," I growl.
Her smile slips, uncertainty drifting through her expression. "I took Crash outside."
"You left the house without permission," I say again. Part of me wants to yank her into my arms and kiss the shit out of her. The other part wants to bend her over and spank her ass for scaring me. Right now, I'm not sure which side is winning the war. My life just flashed before my damn eyes. I saw her laying at the bottom of that gorge. I saw someone driving off with her in the trunk. It's fucking me up.