Walker (Iron Tzars MC #5) Read Online Marteeka Karland

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Tags Authors: Series: Iron Tzars MC Series by Marteeka Karland
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Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 188(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
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“Oh!”

I grinned. “Something wrong?”

She shook her head vigorously. “Not a thing. And don’t you dare move!”

Laughter bubbled up inside me as I took her mouth again, chuckling against her sweet lips. “You mean I can’t even do this?” I thrust my hips, rubbing up and down on her clit. She stiffened, then cried out, shuddering. “I think you like it when I move.”

“Oh, God!”

“Uh-huh. That’s what I thought.”

“More!” She pulled me back to her lips, becoming more aggressive now that she’d had a taste. She moaned into my mouth, and I thrust my tongue deep. My chest mashed against her full, rounded breasts, and I could’ve sworn I could feel her nipples stabbing into my skin.

“Yeah,” I growled. “Definitely more.” She wrapped her arms around me, I wrapped her up tight in mine, and we both surrendered to the sensations.

For long, long moments, all I did was kiss her. Couldn’t seem to get enough of her. I thought I could happily explore these sensations all fucking night. I nipped at her lips gently, sucking on the bottom one. She sighed and whimpered and moaned with every new thing I did. She was going to be a veritable smorgasbord of wonderful sensations and tastes and smells. Already she was driving me crazy with her innocent reactions. And it wasn’t just that. She was eager. Not a timid little virgin terrified of my touch. I had no doubt she had relatively little experience compared to me, but she wasn’t a woman who was afraid to ask or simply take what she wanted.

“God, you taste good, Blossom. Sweet as fuckin’ honey.”

“Walker.” She shivered. “Feels good.”

“Yeah? What about if I do this?” I swept a hand under her shirt to find her breast and squeezed gently. The bra she had on was lacy with silk trim. I feathered my thumb over her nipple until she cried out, then pinched it lightly.

She let loose a squeal of pleasure, arching her back into my touch. “Oh, God!”

I rolled us so she was on top of me, even as I wrapped both arms around her, holding her to me and kissing her with growing aggressiveness. Finally, I shoved her upright so she sat straddling my legs.

“Get your shirt and bra off, Blossom. I wanna see those pretty tits.”

A blush painted her neck and face, and her eyes were wide as she looked at me. Nodding, she slipped her shirt over her head. Her body moved in a tantalizing, erotic dance as she slipped her head free and tossed the shirt over the side of the bed. Reaching behind her, she unfastened her bra, letting the straps slip down her arms. When she didn’t reveal herself right away, I snagged the scrap of lace and tossed it over the side to join her shirt.

“Fuck me,” I whispered. My hands found her breasts, and I kneaded and squeezed, enjoying how firm they were in my palms. I gripped one, wrapping my other arm back around her waist and pulling her to me until my mouth latched on to her nipple.

“Walker! Oh, God!”

“Mmm.” I let the nub go with a loud pop only to latch onto the other one. Her hips bucked, sliding over my cock to get friction where she needed. I doubt she even realized what she was doing. Her eyes were glazed, her lips parted to let needy pants escape as she rode me. “Such sweet nipples,” I praised as my fingers found the nipple I’d recently forsaken. “Like ripe berries.”

“I need you,” she whispered. “Please.”

“Tell me what you need, little flower.” I sat up, my arm still around her back, holding her upright as I sat in the bed with her still in my lap.

“You,” she breathed.

I pulled back and grinned at her. “Gonna have to do better than that, babe. Tell me what you want.”

This time the blush swept over her chest, and she gave me an impatient look. “You know what I want.”

I chuckled. “Not a mind reader, baby.”

“Fuck me, Walker,” she snapped. “And you better do a fucking good job of it too!”

Yeah. My woman was perfect for me. “Oh, you better believe I will. Before we leave this bed, you’re gonna be sated, sleepy, and all mine.”

My hands went to her shorts, unfastening them. She rolled off me to shimmy out of them and kick them, along with her panties, over the side of the bed. I took the opportunity to remove my boots, socks, and jeans before pulling out my wallet and snagging a condom.

“I’m clean, but we ain’t discussed this yet, so I’m not takin’ you bare. But get ready. ’Cause as soon as we do, I’m gonna fill that sweet pussy with my cum.”

“Ohhh…”

She reached for me as I crawled back onto the bed. Much as I wanted to cover her small body with my much bigger one and fuck us both into oblivion, I wasn’t taking a chance with her.


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