Soothing His Madness (Bantorus MC #3)

By: Debra Kayn


Wet warmth surrounded him. His body trembled at the comfort. She was perfect.

He moved inside of her. Back and forth. Fast and slow. He ground his pelvis into her clit, muffling her moan with his mouth and adding a groan of his own pleasure. She killed him. Every single time they had sex, he died and went to heaven.

He sped up, taking and giving, needing her as much as she needed him. Her hands stayed on his body, his ribs, his shoulders, his arms at an almost frantic pace. He growled in her mouth, and she murmured his name.

He shifted his body, leaning on his elbow and slid his other hand between them to circle her clit. “That’s it, baby girl.”

As if she waited for his permission, she shuddered underneath him. Her pussy squeezed his cock, and he again shifted, putting his weight on her and giving her every inch. The silken caress of her body sucked him in, and he plunged balls deep into her.

He tore his mouth away from hers and threw back his head, groaning his release.

She rubbed her leg along his hip and smiled lazily up at him. She was his woman. Stronger than anyone he knew, more patient than him, and a sex goddess in bed. She was perfect.

“Love you, honey,” she said.

He rolled over onto his side, taking her with him. “Love you, too.”

He held their entwined hands up to his lips and kissed her fingers. Then he gazed down at their matching tattoos around both their wrists. A single band around her ring finger wasn’t good enough for Taylor. She wanted a sign of commitment that the whole fucking world could see. He was okay with that. She carried his mark, and he wanted every man around to know she was his.

He traced the tattoo, a chain around her wrist made out of his, Taylor’s, Kurt’s, and Lee’s name. They left room for one more name, because they both decided they’d like a baby together. If it happened, great. If not, he was okay with the family they had.

Taylor’s body quivered. He dragged his gaze up to her face and found her stifling her laughter.

He propped himself up on his elbow. “What’s so funny?”

She flopped over on her back and gave control of her laughter away. “Y-you didn’t—” She covered her mouth and her eyes lit up above her hand.

“What?” He sat up on the bed.

That’s when he noticed the mattress no longer squeaked. He stood and studied the new mattress set. He chuckled, shaking his head in surprise. He’d been so into his wife, he hadn’t noticed the lack of noise coming from the springs.

“You had a busy day,” he murmured, enjoying her happiness.

“Surprise,” she said, stretching out on the bed. “Torque, bless his heart, said he needed to be more active if he ever wanted to get back on his motorcycle, so he came over and set the bed up this morning while you were at the garage and I was at work.”

“It’s great.” He put his knee on the mattress and pushed. “No more noise.”

“No more noise,” she whispered with a grin.

The front door slammed. He scrambled to grab Taylor’s robe on the back of the bedroom door and tossed it to her.

“Dad…Mom,” Lee called out.

Slade pulled on a clean pair of jeans, glanced at Taylor who sat primly on the bed and shared a secret, well pleased, smile. Lee had started calling Taylor mom the day they got married. Kurt wanted to stick with calling her Taylor, but decided he’d drop the Aunt part because he said it made him sound stupid when Taylor was married to his dad. Taylor agreed, after she had wiped her tears over the boys’ request.

He opened the door to Lee and Kurt standing in the hallway. “Yeah, son?”

“We’re home.” Lee peeked around Slade’s hip. “I’m hungry.”

“Go wash up, and I’ll order pizza.” Taylor stood, tightening her robe.

Kurt slugged his brother before pulling him down the hallway. Slade turned back to Taylor. “You ready for family night?”

She walked over and stood in front of him, stretching on her toes to give him a kiss. “Absolutely.”

He watched her sway her ass down the hallway and disappear into the bathroom. He stood staring at the changes in his life. The new bed, a bathroom made especially for him, his kids happy, and he went to sleep with the taste of his woman on his tongue every damn night. He couldn’t imagine living any other way.

The End

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