The Way I Like It (The Soldiers of Wrath MC, #5) by Sam Crescent, Jenika Snow Page A

started to shake.
    Smack!
    He slapped her pussy again until a little tremor of climax stated to rise. But before it could wash through her, he suddenly pulled away and she was left feeling bereft, chilled, and so disappointed. Resting her head on the wall in front of her, she didn’t have time to ask why he’d stopped because his hand was back on her ass, smoothing over the globe.
    “No coming, baby. You get off when I give you permission.”
    She licked her lips.
    “Tell me you understand.”
    She breathed out and nodded. “I understand, Sir.” And then he was turning her around and lifting her into his arms.
    “I’m not going to fuck you against a wall. For this first time, for your first time, you’ll be in my bed.”
    When she looked into his eyes, the intensity, the determination to have her, made everything else disappear.
    “I’m going to have every part of you ten times over, baby, and it will never be enough,” he growled the words out. “By the time I’m done with you, you’ll know who you truly belong to.”

Chapter Nineteen

    E lena tasted so fucking sweet, and the fact she was a virgin just meant Striker wanted her a hell of a lot more. No one else could give her what she wanted, only he could. He was determined by the end of the night to make her as addicted to his touch as he was to hers. By the end of the night, he was going to make it impossible for her to leave him.
    Striker knew he was being an evil fucker, but he didn’t care. All of his life he’d been looking for a woman like Elena, and now that he’d found her, he wasn’t going to let her go. Her submissiveness called to him, making him want not only to care for her, but also to provide her with the rules and boundaries she needed to thrive. She would thrive in his care and love.
    “If at any time you want me to stop, you say the word, and I will stop.”
    “I’m not going to ask you to stop, Striker. This is what I want. I want to belong to you.”
    “You’ve got to make your decision tonight.”
    “I will.”
    He saw in her eyes that she had already made her decision. Striker was going to make sure she didn’t regret it. Kicking open his door, he carried her over to the bed and laid her down in the center.
    “I’m going to tie you to the bed. Give me your hand.”
    She didn’t hesitate, giving him her hand, and he wrapped the silk bind around her wrist. He made sure that while it wasn’t too tight, she couldn’t get free and moved to the other side of the bed.
    “Do you tie all of your women here?” she asked.
    “I don’t bring women back here, baby.” He bound her other wrist to the bed and climbed on the bed. Striker spread her thighs open and settled between them. Her pussy was wide open and ready for the taking even though he didn’t look at her. “You’re the only one I’ve had in this bed.”
    He ran his hands from her waist up to her tits, cupping them in his hands. Pressing his thumbs to her nipples, he moved his thumbs from side to side, watching her buds harden beneath his touch. She was so responsive, and she turned him on just by her body’s reactions.
    “You’re so fucking hot,” he said.
    Pinching her nipples, he loved the way she cried out. She tried to close her legs but he kept her open, waiting for his touch. He wanted her screaming his name and begging for him to fuck her so that when he slid his dick inside her tight cunt, she wouldn’t feel any pain.
    Releasing her breasts, he moved down, and finally allowed himself to look at her pretty pussy. Opening her lips, he stared down at her swollen clit. Her cunt was red from his slaps, and she was soaking wet with cream.
    He’d never known a woman to be so aroused by having her pussy slapped. The women at Zeke’s club were paid to take it, but it didn’t mean they actually enjoyed it.
    Elena loved it. Her body loved feeling pain and pleasure combined.
    Sliding his fingers through her cream, he reached down circling her virgin cunt. He was