Hunter – Hell’s Bastards MC Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Crime, MC, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
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“Er…”

Hunter stepped in close.

“Get naked.”

“Oh,” Harlow said.

She was all fingers and thumbs as she scrambled to remove her clothes. Hunter wasn’t joking about that. She didn’t know if they had to be talking sex for her to get naked.

Harlow was very much aware that he watched her as she removed her clothes. Her lingerie was nothing special. They were old things, but hopefully she’d be able to afford something new. She intended to keep her bra and panties on, but he shook his head and did that tut that she found annoying.

“All of it.”

She didn’t argue and stood before him, completely naked. “Happy?”

She didn’t mean to be sassy, but there was no point in denying what came naturally to her, and being sassy was exactly that.

“Yeah, I am happy.” He gave a little growl of appreciation.

Hunter stepped toward her and kicked her clothes out of the way, and then banded an arm around her waist, pulling her in close. “I like it very fucking much.”

She let out a gasp as he grabbed her ass, the tight grip sending a shockwave of pleasure through her body. She had no idea how he had this much effect on her, but she knew she didn’t want it to stop.

He pressed his face against her neck and she released a little moan.

“You’re going to learn to take care of yourself and I’m going to show you how to handle assholes like the ones you’ve encountered. First, I’m going to feed you, and then I’m going to fuck you.”

Chapter Seven

Feeding Harlow hadn’t been a problem, but now as he sat on the sofa, he clicked his fingers at his little fuck toy. She had wanted to do the dishes, so he had let her. He saw the little purse of her lips, showcasing her annoyance at being clicked to do his bidding. He didn’t give a fuck if she liked it or not. He loved her sass.

She walked over to him, and he’d already moved the coffee table out of the way. He was still fully dressed, which he knew was pissing her off, but again he didn’t care. Harlow was at his mercy, not the other way around.

Once she was close to him, he grabbed her hand, spun her around, and forced her onto his lap, with her ass nestled against his groin. He heard her slight intake of breath, and he chuckled.

“Do you like what you feel?” he asked.

She gave a moan as a response. It was good enough for now.

“Good.” He grazed his teeth against the delicate column of her neck.

Grabbing both her knees, he spread her legs open as he placed them across his thighs.

“Put your arms back, around my neck,” he said.

She didn’t argue with him, which did surprise him. He expected her to put up a little bit of a fight, but he was more than happy to play this game. With her open and at his mercy, he placed his hands on her stomach.

“Now, seeing as I’m now your new landlord and you’re at my mercy, you’re going to have to pay the bill,” he said.

“I don’t know how to pay … what do you want?”

He smiled. She was playing along.

Slowly, he traced a finger down her body, circling her belly button, and then journeying down toward her pussy. With the angle he had her, the lips of her sex were spread open. He traced either side of her lips, which were coated in a small patch of hair. As he touched one side, and then up the other, he felt her wriggle on his lap.

“No moving. No fighting. You see, Harlow, this pussy is now mine. Just as you are mine. Your mouth is mine. Your ass is mine. Every single part of you belongs to me.” And he stroked over her clit, circling the swollen bud, before starting to journey down, going toward her entrance. “Are you sore?”

“No.”

He pressed a single finger inside her to find her soaking wet.

“Dirty girl. Do you want me to play with you?” he asked.

Another moan as a response, but he wasn’t going to keep taking that. He pulled his finger out of her cunt.

“Tell me,” he said.

“Please.”

“No sounds, I want words.”

She let out another growl and then she gave him exactly what he wanted. “Please, Hunter, play with me.”

And he rewarded her by sliding a single finger deep into her cunt. She was still so fucking tight, and he added a second one and began to stretch her pussy. In and out, he thrust inside her, feeling her pussy getting even wetter with every passing second.

Pulling his fingers out of her pussy, he lifted them up to the light. They glistened. He pressed his fingers to her lips, tracing her arousal around her lips. “Open.”

She opened her mouth and he pressed his fingers inside. “Taste yourself.”


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