Wayward Son (Wayward Saints MC Book 4)

By: K. Renee



"Oh God, Dom," I groan as my orgasm takes over all my remaining senses. His hand makes its way to my breast and he pinches my nipple. I feel him hardening right before he cums. "Shit Coley!" He yells as he thrusts inside of me, milking his cock.

He rests his forehead against mine and we both are panting trying to get air. Holy crap that was hot. He runs his nose along my jaw and gently nibbles. "Damn girl." He says huffing out his breath. Smiling at him, I kiss his nose, and groan when he slowly pulls out of me.

My sex is swollen and tender so the feeling isn't pleasant. "That was amazing," I huff out. The cocky grin appears back on his face, and he kisses me once more stealing my breath right out of me.

"I wish I could stay and fuck you all night, but I have club business to handle." He kisses me again and I release my legs so I slide down his body slowly. Before I can walk away from him, he wraps his arms around me, and walks with me back to the bed.

Giggling, my legs hit the bed and he slowly lays me down keeping his weight off of me.

"I'll call you later. I don't trust this place, so call me if anything happens. You should really be in a safer hotel." He says while staring into my eyes. I wonder if he says this to all the girls he sleeps with.

"I would if I knew it," I say with a smirk. I only gave him my number earlier.

He shakes his head at me before muttering something that I can't understand while his fingers type out something on his phone. I hear my phone beep, but I make no move to get it. "There now you do," he says as he kisses me once more.

He stands up and pulls his jeans and t-shirt on. I can't help but stare as he pulls his cut on, and brings his boots to the bed. I watch him intently as he pulls them on, and then turns towards me. The words out of his mouth shock the hell out of me.

"I wanna take you out."

I look at him like he's grown two heads and is speaking another language. Is he serious? I thought all bikers are supposed to be man whores...

"You want to take me out?" I stutter. Now it's his turn to stare at me funny.

"Yeah sweetness, why wouldn't I?" He asks with a small smirk.

"I don't know, maybe because I am nothing like the girls I'm sure you have throwing themselves at you on a daily basis." His chuckle makes feel like maybe that was the wrong answer.

"Darlin' that is the reason I want to take you out." I look at him confused for a minute. "Um I'm pretty sure I threw myself at you," I say giggling.

Leaning over me he whispers in my ear, "I followed you to the bathroom, you didn't follow me." He kisses me once more before he gets up and makes his way to the door.

Once the door is open he turns to me and says, "I'll call you later." I nod my head and watch him walk out the door.

Lying back in bed, I think about everything that's happened tonight. I can't believe I just slept with the sexiest man I've ever seen before. After about twenty minutes my exhaustion gets the best of me, and I fall asleep dreaming about Dom.





Chapter Six





Making my way out to my bike, I check the parking lot and see a drug deal going on right next to the street. My protective instincts flip on, and I want to make sure she is somewhere besides this shitty ass fucking place.

Shit, I just met this girl and I already want to make sure nothing happens to her.

Straddling my bike, I watch the deal go down before I leave. The punks look over at me for a second before scattering.

Revving the engine, I take off towards the strip club to meet with Jase. When I pull up to the front door, I see Jase standing there looking pissed. Cutting the engine, I put the kick stand down and walk over towards him.

"Who pissed in your cheerios?" I ask with a smirk.

"Fuck you Dom. You haven't had to listen to these bitches whining about who the fuck knows what. I stopped listening about an hour ago."

Slapping him on the back, I lead the way inside and look around the place. It's fucking trashed. Bottles are broken, tables are broken, glass is everywhere, and the walls are spray painted with all kinds of bullshit signs and random words.

Taking in all damage, I take a deep breath. My old man is gonna flip, and I really don't feel like pissing him off tonight.

"J, get some prospects here to start cleaning up this fucking mess," I say pointing to the broken glass and wood that’s covering the floor. I walk into the back room where all the girls are and look around.

"Dom!" Candy shrieks, running towards me. She jumps on me, and I have no choice but to catch her. Her legs instantly go around my waist, and I try to pry her off of me, but it's no use.

"They ruined our club!" She whines and sticks out her lip. Looking at the rest of the girls I see that they are still shaken up.

"Get off of me," I growl as Candy tries to rub her pussy all over the front of me. She slowly releases her legs as she slides down my body. I know she's trying to get me to fuck her, but I can't think of anything but that damn blonde at that shitty hotel.

"Dom let me make you feel better." She says purring and running her finger down my chest. It doesn't give me the chills like it did when Coley did it earlier.

"No. Got shit to do," I say and turn away from her. "Go home. I'll have one of the guys let you girls know when we are open again." I hear a few groans in protest because I know a few need the money, but there's nothing I can do for them right now.

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