Biker's Claim The Broken Angel is Mine (Cora and Jake) novel Chapter 123

Cora POV

Scones cried and sobbed in the kitchen. The ladies looked at me with venom, thinking I had just

caused Scones to cry, but were too chicken to come and find out why she was crying. Scones had

rushed to my side of the table and pulled me out of my chair. With strength that belied her size, she

was a strong woman. Once she had me standing, Scones cocooned me in her arms, her head on

my shoulder, and that’s where she stayed, and sobbed, and said words between her sobs that I

only managed to catch part of.

“Scones, why?”

“Happy” hmm okay, happy tears, but I have never seen full–on sobs being happy before. I have seen

small tears run down cheeks, but never this full–on before. Never know what each day will bring,

and after a shift of crying children, the last thing I expected was a crying adult like this at the club.

felt a little lost as to what to do, other than stroke her hair and let her cry it out. It’s not like I can

give painkillers or bandage her up; these kinds of tears were beyond me.

A memory came to me unbidden, of my mother, late at night, thinking she wouldn’t be heard, crying in her room. I moved to look through the slightly ajar door to see my mother crying over some

photos kept in a box I didn’t open till recently, and discovered I had a father. They were a mixture of

sadness and, I guess, happy tears? I didn’t know I was too young to understand the difference.

I shook that memory away and concentrated on Scones, holding her, rubbing her back, until her

tears were under control.

“Okay, now?” I asked softly, afraid I would cause another flood of tears.

“Yes, we can go find the men; they must be worried sick over us being gone so long.” I chuckled at the thought of Gunner being worried sick about us being away. I can’t see it myself; he knows I can handle myself, and he knows I wouldn’t hurt Scones. She’s already in my heart, and she’s been

there when I needed a shoulder to lean on.

Scones led the way; they were leaning on the bar, with a beer in hand, but it didn’t look like they had

made much of an effort to drink any. Scones burst into tears again; that woman can cry. Demetri

took her to their room, and after he demanded to know what I had done, I was so annoyed that he thought I had done something that I gave him a cold answer and left. It hurt me to think that he thought I would hurt her. We made it home, and Gunner was better at asking what happened than Demetri. He’d better be eating crow when I see him next, or he can stay in her stuff little room and

forget living here.

The need for some release was strong. I decided giving Gunner a head job was the way to get the

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frustration out. He was hard by the time I got his pants off, and I felt my panties dampen as I

moved down Gunner’s body to her shaft. Using my hand to grip him the best I could, I guided the shaft into my mouth and sucked the end, making a popping sound as I released it. I then used my other hand to play with his ball sack. At the same time, I nibbled down his length, using my teeth to gently bite him, as I moved down his shaft to his balls, and suckled a ball, and moved back up, licking, my way up his shaft, precum had formed on his tip, and I licked that off, before placing my mouth over his end, and suckled that as my hand moved up and down his length, it wasn’t long

before I felt his balls moving, and a shuddering breath from Gunner.

“Move, or you will get a mouthful.” I hummed, in expectation, and swallowed the load he gave me;

it was warm and thick, his husky, low voice calling out my name, as he shuddered, his body expelling all his energy in the effort.

“My turn,” Gunner said as he recovered, moving me to the middle of the bed, and his hands started

to roam my body, softly touching, his mouth kissing my body as he made his way down to my

thighs, using his teeth to nibbled on my inner thigh, and kissing to the juncture, the man bit my nub, yes, you heard me he bit me, not too hard, but enough to cause a small amount of pain, which to my surprise turned into pleasure, I still don’t understand how pain was pleasure, but in this way is

does, he suckled on the nub, teasing it, his fingers found their way inside me. He moved them

about; one finger found my anus, and I was not happy about that.

“Don’t even think about using that hole, like ever,” I growled out, in shock and disgust. I know others

enjoy such a thing, but for me, that hole’s for one reason: to expel unwanted waste and nothing

else.

Gunner moved away from my anus, thank the lucky rabbit foot, because I would have given him the

cold shoulder if he had pushed the issue. He concentrated on my folds, nub and hole, giving all

three lots of attention, with his fingers, teeth and tongue. He blew on my lady part, giving it a

different sensation, and then put his mouth over it, humming, causing a vibration that sent tingles

through my body. Suddenly, Gunner stopped working my lady parts and moved up the bed, and impaled me with his engorged shaft.

I hadn’t expected that. I thought we were only giving each other head jobs; he didn’t finish mine.

“You owe me,” I said, all breathy, because his shaft was way better than his tongue and fingers, but

I wasn’t going to let him off that easy.

“Fine.” He barked back, his eyes closed as he chased his release. For the second time, I dug my nails into his skin as I gripped his shoulders for leverage, and Gunner picked up the speed of his

thrusts so fast that I could barely keep up with him–the lady parts. I didn’t shout out Gunner’s

name this time; I whispered it, as I lost my breath from reaching my release.

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Gunner didn’t take long after me to find his release and rolled off me.

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Warm arms circled me and pulled me back to my warm body, leaving me content, fulfilled, and

exhausted.

Sleep claimed me.

Morning came in a rush.

Today I will be going on my first club bike ride, and I was so excited, I left Gunner sleeping and

headed in for a hot shower, as we most likely won’t get a shower tomorrow, I wanted to wash and

shampoo my hair thoroughly.

My overnight bag was packed; all the suggestions from Gunner were in there, including a new

toothbrush and toothpaste, a change of clothes, extra panties, and ladies‘ products, just in case of

surprises. Hair in a ponytail, help with helmet head, and I think I am all set.

Gunner was sitting up, stretching, when I returned from the bathroom.

“Morning.” I chirped.

“Coffee?” I grinned as he threw the blanket aside.

“Please,” I watched him walk naked to the bathroom. Just as he reached the door, he turned his

head.

“Enjoying the view?” He smirked.

“What’s not to enjoy?” I asked as he chuckled and continued into the bathroom, and the sound of

the water started.

In the kitchen, Sonya was busy cooking breakfast for us.

“Coffee’s hot.” I had warned her we would be out and about early and gone for the weekend, giving

her the weekend off cooking, if she had family to visit. Pity she had none she wished to visit, I have

yet to get that story from her.

I poured two coffees, placed one on the table for me, and took the other upstairs, leaving it by his

phone so that he wouldn’t miss it.

“Can you make a few bacon sandwiches for me to take as a snack?” I asked as I put snacks and

two bottles of water into my shoulder bag.

I dug into my meal without waiting for Gunner and was on my second coffee when he entered.

“Hey, don’t wait for me?”

“The speed at which you eat, you will pass me before I complete my meal.” He grinned as he

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