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2026-03-17 23:49:35
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In Bed With The MC President My world
MilaWhen we pulled away finally, Ryan’s dark eyes were entirely black, completely consumed by a hunger he had forced to lock away. He moved his hands from my round belly, sliding them slowly, agonisingly up my waist. His large palms flattened against my ribs, his thumbs brushing the undersides of my breasts through the thin silk of my nightgown. "Do you have any idea….” Ryan murmured, his voice a dark, rough rasp that sent a shiver straight down my spine, "what you have done to me?" "Ryan..." I breathed out, my eyes fluttering shut as he leaned forward, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the sensitive skin just below my jaw. "It is a torture, Mila." He growled softly against my neck. His teeth grazed my collarbone, making me gasp. My hands gripped his shoulders tightly. The possessiveness in his voice thrilled me. Slowly, Ryan pulled back just enough to look at my face. He reached up, his fingers tracing the thin straps of my nightgown. With a gentle tug, he slipped them off my s
In Bed With The MC President Gladly
MilaHis lips were soft, warm, and entirely desperate, but the space between us felt miles wide. I let his mouth move against mine but couldn't bring myself to kiss him back.Ryan slowly pulled away. The rejection, quiet as it was, flashed across his dark eyes. He let his hands drop from my face, his broad shoulders slumping."Mila." He whispered with an exhaustion that seemed to reach his bones. "What's wrong?"I looked away, staring away at the far wall of the suite. "Nothing." I murmured. I didn't have the energy to fight him anymore tonight.Ryan didn’t push. He didn’t argue or try to feed me another perfectly constructed corporate excuse. Instead, he let out a heavy sigh that seemed to tear its way out of his chest.Then, slowly, the untouchable billionaire CEO dropped to his knees right in front of me.I gasped softly, my hands instinctively dropping to my sides as he wrapped his muscular arms around my waist. He buried his face gently against my slightly rounded stomach."I a
In Bed With The MC President The boy
MilaI felt a sudden, unexpected warmth flare in my chest. He had remembered I was pregnant. The man who had spent days psychologically picking me apart had just made me a hot chocolate because he knew I couldn't have the caffeine."Thank you…" I muttered softly, wrapping my cold hands around the warm ceramic.Aaron took his black espresso and leaned against the counter opposite me. He took a slow sip, his green eyes watching me carefully over the rim of the cup."Well." I started again, blowing softly on the hot chocolate. "I am glad you are back. The koi fish were getting incredibly arrogant without you here to stare them down.."Nothing. Not even a twitch of his jaw. He was a stone wall.Sighing again, I lifted the mug to my lips and took a long, greedy sip. It was incredible. It tasted like warmth and comfort. But as I pulled the mug away, I realized I had tipped it entirely too fast.A large, ridiculous portion of chocolate was planted firmly on the tip of my nose.I tried to loo
In Bed With The MC President Coffee
MilaFor a second, I thought I had hallucinated the word."Coffee?" I repeated. "With you?"Aaron didn't sigh, but the tightening of his jaw suggested I was testing the absolute limits of his newly discovered patience. "Generally, when I ask someone if they would like coffee, it implies joint consumption, yes."I blinked. The idea of sitting down with Aaron Wylder voluntarily was absurd. A week ago, I would have rather locked myself in the bathroom. But right now, looking at the exhaustion lined around his mouth and the loneliness he had suffered from, I couldn't say no."Okay." I breathed out. "Yes. Coffee sounds nice."He gave a single nod and turned on his heel. I followed him as he led the way to the massive, state-of-the-art kitchen tucked into the back of the East Wing.The kitchen was ridiculously large and entirely white. The morning sunlight reflected off spotless surfaces. It looked less like a place to cook food and more like a laboratory.Aaron immediately walked over to th
In Bed With The MC President Mila can’t know about this
ReaperMy knuckles crashed with bone.The man beneath me gagged, choking on a mouthful of his own blood. I didn't give him a second to breathe. I grabbed him by the collar of his soaked leather jacket, dragging his dead weight up just enough to slam my right fist into his jaw a second time.His head snapped back.Rain slicked my hair to my forehead, dripping down the leather of the Midnight Reapers cut. The patch I loved with my heart. I was wearing it again for the last seven days.For weeks, I had been suffocating in custom-tailored Tom Ford suits, shaking hands with corporate snakes, smiling politely.But out here, in the dark, I was exactly what the streets demanded me to be. I was the monster."Enough, Reaper." Justin’s rough voice cut through the sound of the rain. "He is done. You are just tenderizing meat at this point."I slowly released my grip on the man's collar, throwing him fully into the mud. He was a lieutenant for the Skulls, the bastard who had plotted the burning o
In Bed With The MC President Ruined
MilaI should have moved. But my bare feet were numb against the cold floor and all I had on was a thin robe that offered absolutely no protection against the freezing presence of the man standing inches in front of me. But I didn't step aside.A week ago, I would have scrambled out of his path with my heart in my throat, terrified of the billionaire heir who looked at me like a chess piece. But Rose’s story echoed loudly in my ears. I didn't see a monster anymore. I saw a man who had just spent seven days standing over the grave of the only father who had ever truly claimed him, returning to a house full of people who didn't even acknowledge his pain.I traced the harsh, exhausted lines of his face. A dark shadow of stubble dusted his sharp jawline. His hair, usually styled to corporate perfection, was slightly tousled by the wind.He didn't look like the untouchable billionaire heir who held the Wylder family strings. He looked like a man who had spent the last seven days standing
In Bed With The MC President Shovel
MilaTwo hours.That’s how long I had sat in the room, staring outside from the window. Waiting. I hated waiting. The wind had turned into a biting freeze.I knew the truth.He wasn’t coming.He meant it when he told me not to wait.But I had played the whore. I had been stubborn. I had left the
Last Updated : 2026-03-24In Bed With The MC President Ruined by reaper
MilaCaleb.My fiance was standing three inches of wood away from where I was currently pinned against a mirror, naked, covered in sweat with Reaper buried deep inside me.I opened my mouth to talk, to gasp, to do something but Reaper’s hand came instantly over my lips, stifling the sound.Ryan wou
Last Updated : 2026-03-24In Bed With The MC President Your move
MilaRyan didn’t speak again. He didn’t check on me. But I pressed myself into his back and buried my face.Ten minutes, he had said in the car.Forever, I had felt.We had crossed a line up there. I had looked into the depths of his eyes. I had challenged him. And instead of begging him to pull
Last Updated : 2026-03-23In Bed With The MC President Ask me
Reaper I downshifted, the engine popping and growling as I slowed the beast down.I turned the bike around at the end of the strip and rode back toward the starting line.The crowd was going wild. Reapers were pounding on their chests, holding up wads of cash. The Iron Kings looked sullen, kickin
Last Updated : 2026-03-24
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