The Convict (Devil's Mayhem MC Book 1) by RS McKenzie

The Convict (Devil's Mayhem MC Book 1) by RS McKenzie

Author:RS McKenzie [McKenzie, RS]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-02-02T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 17

Finn

I’ve never been fucked like that. With so much aggression and primal need. It was like Rax needed to be with me, not just that he wanted to be. I’ve never been desired so thoroughly in my life.

It’s a heady experience that I don’t want to give up.

But I don’t have a choice. Even through my fog of release and being sated, I know this can’t last. If Rax is true to his word—which I think he is—I’ll be going home soon. He’ll be off to wherever he’s going and he'll forget about me when he has his new life. He said he’ll just be surviving, but he’ll be a free man. He’ll find someone to make him happy. I’ll be the one that’s just surviving.

I try not to let that get me down. I knew what I was getting into when I decided to offer Rax a little slice of normal after being in prison for so long. His leaving was always the plan.

“Fuck,” Rax says on a whisper when he catches his breath. “We forgot a condom.”

Sighing, I sit up. “I tested negative two months ago and haven’t been with anyone since.”

He gives me a lopsided grin. “I haven’t been with anyone for over seven years. I always wrapped my dick with the hangarounds and medical tested me when I got locked up as part of their intake.”

Smiling, I kneel in front of him. “I trust you, Rax,” I tell him, then kiss him gently.

“That’s big,” he murmurs, framing my face with his large hands.

Shrugging, I stand—my ass smarting—and hold out my hand to him. Rax takes it, almost pulling me down when I try to yank him up. He’s a wall of fucking muscle. Groaning, I pull hard and Rax laughs, putting me out of my misery by pushing off the ground.

Hand in hand, we walk back to the cabin. We take a quick shower together, not really up to being handsy after getting it all out of our system in the woods. I give him an irritated look when I wash my cock and balls, getting all the cum off. Rax really got it in there. He gives me a wide smile, that cute little chip making the irritation fall away as quickly as it cropped up.

“You didn’t like that?” he asks, wrapping an arm around my waist so he can nip at my neck. His teeth graze my skin where I’m bruised because of his hands and I shiver.

Shaking my head, I say, “That’s not the point. Dried cum is hard to wash off.”

His deep laughter makes my heart go all pitter patter and I have to duck my head to hide my blush. God, I can’t be falling in love with him, can I?

That would be the definition of a danger whore.

We head downstairs for me to brush Rax’s hair after I finish drying and brushing my own. Now, my smart-ass biker requests songs for me to hum while I’m brushing his hair. Today, he asked for Hello by Lionel Richie.



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