The Phoenix Knights MC: Strength of Love (Rebecca Waters) novel Chapter 77

I am worried. Worried that this was too much too soon for Olivia. I don’t want her to lose that beautiful

innocent blush she gets, I don’t want her to lose the good that is in her. I have always known that this side of her was there. I was drawn to it like a moth to a flame, Oliva is so new to this world, and I would hate

for her to lose the good in her.

She has been quiet, mostly only saying a few words at a time, since I took her inside to get cleaned up. I hated seeing her like this, but I know she needs a little time to get her head around everything and, honestly, I do not blame her at all. I was watching her every move. I could see her struggle to eat with a fork, so she used her hands instead. She was struggling to eat using a fork, because she was still shaking, though she wasn’t shaking as badly as she was. I am just glad she was eating the cake.

When we were finished eating, I handed her a bottle of water, and cleared the plates on to the small desk I had in here. I pulled the duvet back, then helped her take her shoes off and get under the covers. She immediately rolled on to her side. I turned the main bedroom light off, leaving us with only my bedside lamp on. It was more than enough light for me to hold her, until she was ready for whatever she decided would happen tonight. I kicked my boots off and pulled my cut off, before climbing into bed next to her. I pulled her into my arms, spooning her from behind.

“Will I become a monster?” she whispered, not turning to look at me.

I nuzzled her neck, knowing why she was asking that. I think a part of her was afraid that people would treat her differently after that. “You will never be a monster to any of us. I would never let you become a

monster,” I replied.

“But I don’t care that they are dead, that I killed them,” Olivia said.

“That doesn’t make you a monster. You were defending yourself, your family and your home. That makes

you a hero,” I whispered.

“Does it ever bother you, killing someone I mean?” she asked.

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I paused, thinking about all the times I had killed a man. There was one time, that I snapped and killed too

many, and nearly killed one of our own in the process. I nodded, “Whenever I lose control, I am always

afraid that I will kill one of our own. It has happened once before. Usually, when it does bother me, I sit in

the shower and let it out where no one can see me.”

Olivia slowly turned around in my arm, her hand cupping my face. “Promise me that you will come to me

when it bothers you, and I will come to you.” Her soft, gentle voice pleaded.

“I promise, my queen. How are you feeling now?” I asked, never breaking eye contact with her.

“I was thinking about what you said, about what they would have done if I hadn’t returned fire. It helped me understand that I had no choice, that there was no other way. I know it probably won’t always be like that.

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But when I am struggling, I will come to you. You have a way of making me feel so much better,” she

replied.

I smiled softly at her, “I will always be here for you, just like I know you will always be here for me. But did you have a good birthday, despite what happened?”

She nodded, “I loved it. The gifts, the party, the dancing, I loved it all.”

Olivia pressed her lips to mine in a brief kiss. smirked, slipping my hand down to massage her ass, “I

loved the dancing too. You sure know how to shake this amazing ass. You had me all fucking hard. I was

ready to bend you the fuck over in front of everyone.”

I watched her cheeks flush a bright red, as she whispered, “And, I was wearing the perfect panties for that.

”

I growled, “What did you just say?”

My hand was already traveling down to grip the back of her thigh, as she purred, “You heard me.”

I was about to ask her if I could see, when she lifted the covers up enough to hook her leg up over my hip. This wasn’t an invitation to just see, but an invitation to explore, to feel what she had been hiding under

this dress all night long. I let out a small groan, and whispered, my throat dry, heavy with desire, “Are you

sure? Because once I start, I am not going to be able to stop.”

“I am sure,” she nodded, keeping her eyes fixed on my face. She wanted to watch my every reaction.

I wasn’t going to deprive her of that, so I kept my eyes locked on hers. I let my hand glide softly down her thigh to her knee, before gripping a little bit firmer and pushing back up her leg, catching her dress and pushing it up to her hip. I slid my hand over her thigh to her belly, before letting it glide down between her legs. At first, I could feel the lace panties she was wearing, but as I went further, I felt it, her bare clit, which was soaking wet. “Fuck,” I groaned. “Crotchless panties.”

“Yeah, do you like them?” she gasped, as my fingers traced the delicious gap the crotchless panties left.

“I fucking love them. I heard about them, and always wanted to see them on you. I jerked off imagining having sex with you while you were wearing crotchless panties,” I confessed, as my fingers slowly circled

her wet clit.

“Shall we see if it’s even better than you imagined?” she asked, a whimper slipped from her lips.

I threw the covers off of us, yanked my clothes off as fast as I could, before pushing her on to her back,

gripping the front of her dress and tearing it open, too impatient to help take it off normally. She was

braless, only in those crotchless panties, but fucking hell. “You’re so fucking sexy, my queen.”

I leaned over her, before thrusting into her in one firm stroke. Her back arched, before she wrapped her legs around my waist. I rolled my hips, enjoying the feeling of her walls massaging my c**k. “Be rough with

me, please Daniel,” she moaned. “Please.”

Fuck, she is begging already.

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“Only because you begged so nicely.”

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↑ reared back on to my haunches, spreading her legs nice and wide, so I could look down and get a nice

view of her p***y with my c**k buried inside her. Fuck, it was already better than I imagined. I wasn’t going to last long with this view, so I am glad she asked for it rough.

I pulled out slowly, drawing moans from us both, before I slammed back inside her with a sharp snap of my hips. My pace was brutal, as all I could do was watch the way her p***y sucked up my c**k back into her. Her moans quickly turned into screams. I gripped her hips, lifting them up a little more, changing the angle. Hitting her g–spot over and over again, which sent her flying over the edge. She screamed my name, her eyes rolled back, as her walls clamped down on my c**k. A huge spray of liquid rained down on my c**k. “That’s it, squirt all over my d**k, sexy.” I groaned, through gritted teeth, my hands tightening on her

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