Marcus (Savage Kings MC – South Carolina Book Series 9)
Marcus: Chapter 18

I bit her titty.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

There’s just something about Teagan. When I’m with her, she pushes all of my buttons at the same damn time.

I’ve never had sex in front of a mirror before, which was incredible. Even better, I loved the words that Teagan said to me.

Of all the shit that could make me crazy, it was the phrase, “I’m your dirty little slut.”

All this time, I thought that my kink was the spanking. But now I’m wondering if it’s the possessiveness that turns me on, owning a woman who lets me do what I want with her. Spanking was possibly just a means to get to that point all along.

And while Teagan is giving me everything I fucking need, what am I doing for her?

Lying to her while giving her a few orgasms of her own.

She thinks she’s going to be a prospect for the Savage Kings, which is total bullshit.

Still, I tell myself not to feel too guilty about the lie. It’s only a matter of time before she runs from me, which will mean giving up any notion of being a part of the club.

Teagan may have bought the paddle for me to use on her, but it’ll probably be the thing that comes between us the most.

For now, though, she’s here, sleeping in my bed with me again tonight. We both cleaned up and had dinner together following our bathroom fuck.

She ate in nothing but the prospect cut like I ordered her, which was hot as hell.

So, when she slides over and rests her head on my chest, her arm around my waist, I let her stay there even after she falls asleep.

Caving to a cuddle is the least I can do for her after all she’s done for me.

I slept like a baby after that amazing fuck session last night and woke up starving too.

So, while Teagan is still sleeping, I get up and make us some breakfast.

Us.

I never thought I would use that word to describe me and any woman, not when the ones I’ve been with always run before spending a night with me.

After years of living alone, being completely on my own, I like having her company during meals and at night. I don’t even remember what it’s like to have an empty bed, one without her arms and legs tangling with mine whenever she has the chance.

I’m still sitting at the dining table, having just finished my pancakes and sausage when Teagan comes walking into the kitchen wearing nothing but the leather cut, making me hard as a rock.

“Morning,” she says as she goes to the fridge and grabs the orange juice. When she reaches up to get a glass out of a cabinet, I get an excellent view of her healing ass.

“The marks aren’t as red and swollen on your ass,” I inform her.

“Yeah, it’s healing up nicely,” Teagan agrees when she brings her juice and glass to the table and pours it.

“Time to add some more marks.”

“Yeah, I guess so since you went easy on me last night,” she says as she sips her juice while still standing in front of me, her tits barely covered by the leather, her pussy in full view.

“That’s not how I would describe last night,” I argue. “Come here,” I demand since I can’t wait another second to get my hands on her.

Like the good little slut she is, not only does she come to me, but she knows exactly what I want when she bends over my lap, pressing her stomach against my hard cock.

My fingertips glide over one perfect globe, then the other before I have to give the cheek a slap to watch it jiggle for me.

Teagan gasps but doesn’t say anything as I caress her bottom.

“What have you got planned today?” I ask while running my fingers along her crease.

She squirms a little, which makes my dick even harder. “I guess I’ll wait for you in your bed, keeping it nice and warm.”

“Damn right you will,” I tell her. Dipping my fingers into that crevice, I let them glide over her puckered hole then back up again. “I may be home late,” I think to warn her.

“Why is that? You have something better to do tonight than me?”

“I’ve got a Kings meeting at the clubhouse.”

Teagan’s silent as I start rubbing my thumb over her asshole, then she asks, “Can I come with you?”

“No,” I answer without hesitation, giving her bottom a hard slap for even asking. Just watching it shake has me hitting her again and again.

Teagan moans, and when I look down, her hands are holding on tight to the legs of my chair. After three more smacks, her right hand lets go and she tries to reach under her body to touch herself.

I pull it free and tell her, “Keep both hands on the chair legs” before I spank her ass in the same spot over and over again until my bright red handprint appears.

“Please, Marcus…”

“You’ll come when I say you can come,” I say, because I know that’s what she’s begging me for. She deserves a little teasing after all the teasing she’s done to me. Squeezing the meaty flesh, I tell her, “I love seeing my marks on you. This ass belongs to me, no one else.”

“It’s your ass, Marcus. Only yours,” Teagan says through panting breaths.

To reward her for telling me what I want to hear, I finally slide my fingertips down to brush them lightly over her pussy lips before bringing them back up to her asshole. “You ever been fucked here?” I ask as I press into it.

“N-no.”

“Why not?” I ask while circling it, prodding it. “You don’t think you would like it?”

“No, I-I probably would. I like fingers there,” she answers, so I press down harder, nearly penetrating her with my thumb, making her gasp in surprise.

“Then why haven’t you been fucked there?” I ask as I keep teasing her hole, loving each of her whimpers.

“I just…I don’t want to give that cherry to just anyone,” she says. “He would have to be special, really care about me.”

“That right?” I ask before I finally take mercy on her. I keep the pad of my thumb on her asshole while shoving two of my long fingers into her pussy.

“Ah! Uh-huh,” she moans and wiggles on my lap. “Guess I’m sentimental about that sort of thing – someone being… the first…inside of a part of my body.”

Fuck, I like the idea of being the only one in her ass way too much. That’s why I decide then and there as I fuck her with my fingers to make it my new mission in life to have her, even if it’s wrong to want to take her last cherry.

“Ahh! Marcus!” Teagan exclaims as the walls of her cunt squeeze my fingers. She still needs a little something on her clit to get off, so I slip my free hand under her pelvis to replace the nub and rub it for her. “Oh! Oh God!” she cries as I get her off with both hands working her over. I press my thumb all the way inside of her just to give her a little taste of what I plan to do to her soon. That’s when her legs begin trembling and she screams her release.

Fuck, she’s sexy as hell.

I want her so bad that it’s becoming an obsession. Teagan is all I think about every second of the day. She even haunts my dreams.

That’s why, even though it nearly kills me, I decide to get up and leave with my dick still hard and aching just to prove to myself that I still can.