Savage Sons MC Books 1-5
“That's better.”
“Shut up.” Spinning me around, Monster pulled my bare ass against his front, using one of his big hands to bend me at the waist. Each one of his movements was jerky, his own lust making him almost clumsy. There was a rustle as he undid his own pants and then any rational thought left my head. I could feel him nudge at my entrance, impossibly thick, and I held my breath as he slammed himself home, filling me completely.
A startled cry left my lips, and Monster’s hand came around to clamp over my mouth instantly. “Shut up.” He started to move, each thrust into my body more punishing than the one before.