REAPER: GOLDEN SKULLS M.C. Rebecca Joyce (romantic story to read .txt) 📖

you wiggle and squirm beneath me. Begging me for more. Remember how good it felt. How many times you came. I know you want me baby. Say the word, and I will devour you until you’re screaming my name.”

She turned towards me, and I stilled. Tears were pulling in her eyes. I thought she was aroused, and maybe her body was, but her mind was somewhere else. Something was wrong. Removing my hand from between her legs, I cupped her chin. “What is it? Tell me? Did I go too far?”

She slowly shook her head.

“Talk to me. Please.”

I waited, knowing that whatever she was going to say was going to be important. We were on a precipice, and one word from her could change everything. “I don’t know how to forget,” she whispered so softly, I barely heard her.

Pulling her closer to me, I held her, stroking my hands up and down her back. “We will never forget Remi. Neither of us. We’ve both lived through some sick shit. Nightmares have nothing on what we endured, you more than any of us. It’s a choice, you know.”

“What is?”

“How we proceed. It’s like that saying people say in those anonymous classes. God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference. Just because we had something shitty happen to us, it doesn’t define us. It’s how we move forward.”

“I don’t know if I can.”

“You, baby, are one of the strongest people I know. Most people would have crumbled and died. Not you. You are a fighter. You just got knocked down. It’s okay to take time and regroup. We all do. It’s when we stand back up that the true healing begins.”

“I was so happy before.”

“And you will be again, I promise.”

“I’m scared.”

“About what?”

“Everything,” she whispered. “I’m safe as long as I don’t leave this room. I’m scared for my brother and sister. I’m scared for the baby growing inside me. What if I can’t protect them? What if someone takes them. I couldn’t live with myself if that happened.”

“No one, and I mean no one, is going to hurt Jax or Sunny. Those kids are protected twenty-four seven. There are always two brothers with them at all times. As for our baby,” I said, placing my hand on her flat stomach. “This little fighter has more courage and strength than the both of us combined.”

“I’m so scared, Max,” she said, tightening her hold on me.

I sighed as joy washed through me. It was the first time in weeks I heard her utter my name. My Remi was coming back. I would never admit this to her, but she had me worried. I feared for the longest time that she would leave and never return. I wouldn’t blame her, nor would I have stopped her. She’d been through some sick shit. Dealing with the fact that it was one of my chapters added to her trauma was too much for anyone to handle. Yet, somehow my Remi was still lying next to me, letting me hold her as she talked to me.

“I love you, Remi. So much my heart hurts. I don’t know what to do or say, only that being with you feels right. I wish I could take your pain away. To snap my fingers and wash away your past, but I can’t. All I know is that no matter what our future holds, I will love you every day, every minute until my last breath.”

She moved then, looked me in the eyes and smiled, and said, “I love you too, Max.”

Then she kissed me.

My body instantly came alive as her lips tenderly moved across mine. Her gentle touch sent tingles over my body. There was no rush, no hurry as she carefully explored what had always belonged to her. I reveled in her touch as her hand glided over my chest, reconnecting us, reminding her that I would always be hers.

“Let me show you how much you mean to me,” I said, kissing the tip of her nose as I disengaged myself from her tender embrace. I slid down off the bed, ignoring her protests, and kneeled in front of her. Gazing up into her big green eyes, I teasingly pushed the bedsheets up until I could duck my head underneath.

I ran my tongue over her silky-smooth pussy, flicking my tongue playfully as I reach the top. She shivered and sighed with pleasure, and I slide my hands under her and gently pulled her towards me. Her fragrance wafted warmly up, the sweetest perfume to my nose. I lean forward and trace her delicate folds, now moist with her sweet-scented dew, with my tongue.

I hear a soft moan escape her lips as I taste her sweetness on my tongue. Remi sighed again and slid down a bit, pushing herself against my eager mouth as she spread her lovely legs wider, giving me greater access to the fire now smoldering deep inside her.

My blood rushed faster, and I felt my desire begin to swell and harden with pulsating intensity. I ignore the insistent throbbing as I apply myself to her pleasure alone.

Tonight is all about her.

I felt her hands move down and grip the back of my head through the sheets covering me, pulling me into her sweetness, no longer satisfied with just the tip of my tongue. I cover her entirely with my mouth, sucking her swollen pink folds as my tongue plunges into her sweet depths. After licking deeply for a moment, I slid the tip of my tongue up over her sensitive clit and begin the flicking motions I knew would instantly send her over the edge. The sweet taste of her nectar flowing over my tongue and down my throat is like honeyed mead, and I greedily swallow all she gave to me.

Remi began to thrust her hips softly up and down, pressing harder against my mouth. I clamped