Wild Heart- Extended Edition (The Wild Heart Series) (11 page)

“I’m not worried about the future right now, Knox. I’ll figure that out later. For now, I’m focused on having an amazing night with you. Don’t take that from me, please,” her voice was quiet.

“What do you want Aiyana?” His hands were wrapped around her waist and her heart beat loudly in her chest. In that moment all she wanted was for him to push her up against the wall and fuck her in every-way-possible.

“You,” her words were breathless, “I want you, Knox.”

“Tell me exactly what you want.” His eyes still remained closed, as if he was scared that he would open them and she would’ve been nothing more than a dream.

She pressed her body against his, wrapping her arms up around his neck and pulling him down toward her. She wanted him to feel her. She wanted every inch of his skin to know that she was there and, that tonight, she was his. Her words blew lightly over his ear as she spoke, “I want you to fuck me, Knox. Hard.” She could feel his body go rigid, “I want you to make me pant out your name as I come.”

His eyes flew open and met hers as their lips came crashing together. This was the moment she’d been waiting for since she’d first met him. She wanted to taste him, feel him,
touch
him. She had wanted to saddle this man and ride him into the sunset from the first time she’d laid eyes on him. Never before had she felt a pull like this toward someone. Call it fate, call it destiny; hell, call it whatever the fuck you want to. This man was like a fine barreled bourbon whiskey and Ani was going to have her fill of him tonight.

The sweet burn from his cinnamon gum tingled on her tongue as it tangled with his. His hands traveled down to her skirt, brushing his thumbs gently at the bottom of the hem before he pulled it the rest of the way up. He backed her against the building door, grabbing her ass and lifting her up against it. Her hands were in a fury to feel his skin as she pulled at his leather cut. With one hand, he held her up as he slipped it off and draped it over the railing of the small porch

“Wrap your legs around me, baby,” his words were direct, but edged with softness.

She obeyed as he pulled his shirt off over his head exposing his chiseled torso. She didn’t miss a second to explore his hard body, running her hands up and down his arms. She could feel him undo his belt as his pants and boxers fell to the ground. His erection pushed against her leg as his hand journeyed to her clit, rubbing circles with his thumb as he slid his fingers inside of her. She moaned softly at the sensations running throughout her body. She was pressed tightly against the wall of the outer building as he brought her closer and closer to her orgasm. She was delightfully close to the threshold of her climax that her body began to ache. She’d been ready on the back of his bike and the built up frustration since, only fueled her desire for him. Without further thought she let go, spiraling off as his lips once again met hers, she kissed him hard and rough as her body shook in his arms.

Before the waves had left her body, she felt a sudden fullness inside of her. His large cock stretched her in ways she’d never experienced. He filled a longing deep inside of her that hadn’t been satisfied for years. She let out a sudden gasp, digging her nails into his back. Her eyes flickered open and met his as he thrust the rest of the way inside of her. Pain and pleasure shot up through her spine as he slowly pulled back out of her and thrust back in.

“You’re so fucking tight, baby. So fucking tight,” his eyes stared into hers as he took her. She knew she was the only thing he could see or feel in that moment and it empowered her in ways she couldn’t explain.

He pushed into her deeper, harder, and she could feel the sensations building inside her once more. Her hips rocked toward his as the greed for more consumed her. Her body pushed against the hard wooden door in an effort to steady herself for him. His hand traveled up to her breast, slipping under her shirt and tugging at her nipple through her black lace bra. Her head fell back against the door as she panted out, he was claiming her body in a way she’d never felt.

“Make me come, Knox,” she spoke in between deep breaths as the climax shuttered through her once more. Her mind shut out the world as the waves crashed through her body, spreading out across the surface of her skin.

He quickened his pace and thrust into her harder. She could feel every inch of his hard cock as she tightened around him. A low growl escaped from his lips as his hands clutched against her hips pulling her down onto him as hard as he could. In one swift movement, she was on the floor of the porch, laying on top of his clothes with his body on top of hers. He pulled her feet up to his shoulders as he looked down at her, his eyes were dark and stormy as her ass smacked loudly against him.

Her body felt as if it were floating, buoyant in the sea of arousal that was flooding around them. She ran her hands along his tight arms as she felt the energy flowing out of him and into her, exciting every sense in her body. She rolled on top of him as his hips crashed against her and she rode him with a fervor that now blossomed inside of her. He leaned up, kissing her hard as he stood once more, crashing the two of them up against the wall. For years the fire in her soul had been lost, but Knox was slowly starting to rekindle that.

And somewhere, in the middle of nowhere, as she lustfully devoured the second man she’d ever been with in her entire life, she found herself. It was a divine moment that made her realize that life didn’t have to be complicated. That in the simplest form of pleasure, that she could let go and free herself from all of the indecision that clouded her mind.

“Come for me, Knox,” she pleaded, “I want you to come.”

“You want me to come in you, baby?” his voice was strained.

“Yes,” she whispered, watching him let go, slowing as he came. She could feel his passion flowing through her veins, this man was her own form of ecstasy.

Her body felt numb as she clung to his shoulders. Slowly his eyes drifted up to hers with a look of satisfaction that mirrored her own as he stood there holding her in his arms. She wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do, but she knew what she wanted to do and she leaned in, softly planting her lips against his. She could feel his intensity as he gripped the hair at the back of her neck. She smiled as she kissed him, a goofy and sated smile that she could feel forming on his face as well. Slowly she unwrapped herself from him and stood.

She didn’t feel embarrassed or awkward like she thought she would after being intimate with him. Instead, she could feel her lust and longing growing stronger. He looked down at her with a soft smile and tucked the loose strand of hair behind her ear before planting a soft kiss on her forehead.

“Head on in and get cleaned up, love.” He reached behind her and opened the door to the small building and turned on the light pointing to the bathroom.

She pulled her skirt back down and adjusted her panties before making her way inside. As she walked to the bathroom she could feel his eyes on her body, and it made her feel sexier than she’d ever felt before. She turned to him just before going into the small restroom, smiling as he winked at her.

As they made their way toward the main house she could hear the shouts and hollers coming from inside. She looked over toward Knox in question. “Looks like the assholes couldn’t stay at the clubhouse,” his voice was deep and laced with irritation as he led her up the stairs.

She was confused by his sudden irritation, was he unsure about bringing her around his friends? She suddenly felt a tinge of nervousness, causing her to hesitate on the porch before following him inside.

“What’s wrong?” He stopped just short of the door and turned to her, “I promise they don’t bite.” His smiled reached his eyes and diminished any spark of self-consciousness that had drifted into her mind.

She stood for just a moment longer until he came back over to her. His hands drifted back to her hips as he pulled her close to him. He smiled reassuringly down at her before placing a light kiss on her lips. “You ok?” he asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

“Yeah, I’m good. I just didn’t expect to meet any of your friends. Don’t want to let them party without us though,” she smiled back up at him.

“We could always go back over there,” his voice was hopeful as he glanced back toward the smaller cabin.

“I’m sure there is a bed in here we could break,” her eyes were devious.

“Aye, you keep talking like that and I won’t ever let you leave.” He kissed her quickly before grabbing her hand and leading her into the house.

It was beautiful, with cedar walls and dark chestnut cabinets. She could see a handful of people in the living room as they made their way through the kitchen toward them. His hand never left hers as they made it to the room where five or six people sat around a small poker table. On one side sat Kate and on the other sat Rage, between them sat two shot glasses. She watched as they both sat, staring at each other with wide doe like eyes. Ani couldn’t help but giggle as Kate leaned closer to Rage who was trying as hard as he could not to laugh. But the more he tried to concentrate, the less control he had over his reflexes.

“You blinked!” Kate pointed in excitement at Rage.

“You bloody, woman!” he said laughing, “You’re gonna get me fucking pissed.” He reached down and shot the glass of liquor into his mouth.

“You aren’t allowed to get pissed off,” Kate slurred across the table from him.

“Not pissed off! Pissed. As in drunk,” Rage said in exasperation.

“Yeah, well you suck at staring contests so it’s your own fault.” Kate giggled as she turned toward Ani, “Ani! You’re back. Where’d you go?” She stumbled over toward Ani and Knox.

“We were…talking,” Ani lied.

“Lies!” Kate looked from Ani and then to Knox, neither willing to give her any further information.

“How many shots have you taken?” Ani asked as she held Kate upright.

“Eh, only a few.” Kate smiled drunkenly, “You know I can go all night though. One of my many talents,” Kate said loudly in the direction of where Rage sat at the table.

“That’s why I’m gonna make you me old lady!” Rage shouted as he placed cards in a circle around the last remaining shot glass.

“Hell no you’re not! I’m not old!” Kate protested.

“Jesus, Knox. We’re gonna have to educate these two,” Rage called over to a laughing Knox, “They don’t know shite about club life. Get over here you bloody woman and get me a beer.”

“Shut the fuck up, Rage! Get your own damn beer,” she said playfully, “Ani! You need a shot!” Kate came prancing up with a shot glass and a bottle of whiskey, “I know it’s not your favorite, but it’ll do!” She handed Ani the glass as she poured whiskey to the top, stopping just before it spilled over.

“Cheers.” Ani held the shot glass up to the bottle Kate grasped in her hand and then drank it down. The burn of the whiskey flowed into to her stomach, reaching over she grabbed the beer from Knox’s hand and took a big sip.

“My kind of woman,” he smiled handing her one of her own. “Ok you assholes, I want you to meet someone. I’m sure you’ve already met Kate,” he smirked at her sitting in Rage’s lap, “This is Aiyana.”

“Oh, you can call me Ani,” she smiled at the group of people around the room.

“Ani, this is Repo, Jameson, and Butcher,” he pointed at the three guys across from where they stood, “And this is Starla, Jameson’s old lady, and Chloe.”

Ani smiled and waved over at them. She wasn’t sure what was with the “old lady” talk and why Chloe wasn’t someone’s, but she didn’t like the look Chloe was giving her from across the room. However, the older of the two, Starla, smiled sweetly at her before walking over.

“Hi, I’m Starla,” she reached her hand out, taking Ani’s, “That sack of shit over there is my old man.” She laughed as she pointed over toward Jameson.

He looked like he was in his late forties with long hair, the same dark shade of red that was speckled throughout his goatee. Next to him was Repo who was slightly larger than the rest and not quite as in shape. His hair was long and curly with shades of gray streaking throughout it and his face showed the weary look of a man who had put many miles on his bike. He smiled warmly and waved as Ani looked over at them, she watched as he sent Chloe off to get them another round of beers. Butcher looked a bit younger than the rest; his light brown hair was messy and stood up stylishly. She could see the tattoos that flowed down his neck and underneath his shirt.

Ani’s eyes followed Chloe, who turned and gave her one last vicious look before heading into the kitchen. Ani tried to keep the irritation off her face, but she was pretty sure she’d failed.

“Don’t take it personal, honey.” Starla placed a reassuring hand onto Ani’s shoulder, “She’s just a lay; she isn’t anyone’s old lady. Though that’s not for lack of trying,” Starla huffed before she took Ani by the hand and led her over to the couch.

Knox’s protective eyes followed her over to where they sat on one of the large couches; she smiled at him as he resumed his conversation with Repo.

“I take it you haven’t been around many M.C.’s before?” Starla asked, brushing her long sun-kissed blonde hair back behind her ear. She was slender and matched well with Jameson’s brutish figure.

“I remember being around my uncle’s club when I was a kid, but that’s about it.” Ani took a long swig of her beer. She had been too young to know what was going on then, but she had always known that behind their loving demeanor toward her, they lived an outlaw lifestyle.

“Well, I’ve been married to Jameson for about ten years now, met him when I was backpacking through Ireland. So much for finishing college, two months later I was in love and knocked up with our first child.” Starla held up her phone, smiling at three boys piled on top of each other in the picture.

“They’re adorable,” Ani smiled up at her.

“Yeah, they’re a handful. Take after their daddy.” Starla rolled her eyes in Jameson’s direction.

“So how did you end up back here in the states?”

“We came over when Knox’s father expanded his business. I have family in Knoxville and everyone loved the small town life of Coker Creek; so when he needed someone to start and run it we all settled in here,” Starla eyed over at the guys as if she’d said something she wasn’t supposed to before leaning closer to Ani, “Has Knox told you much about the family business?”