The Biker’s Revenge: Loving The Enemy’s Daughter

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

Blade’s pov

The lock clicked like a gunshot in the quiet room, sealing us away from the rest of the compound. Skyler stood in the center of the space in nothing but black lace that barely covered the essentials. Under the low lamp light, her tattoos seemed to dance across her skin, her eyes blazing with a mixture of challenge and raw, unadulterated need. My shirt was already gone, and the way she looked at melike she wanted to devour me and fight me at the very same time snapped the last fraying thread of my control.

“On the bed, Sparks,” I growled, stalking forward with a heavy, deliberate stride. “Now.”

She smirked, backing up slowly toward the mattress, that sharp tongue of hers still running. “Bossy for a stray who just walked into my world. What if I decide to make you beg first, Blade?”

I didn't answer with words. I lunged, grabbing her by the waist and tossing her onto the mattress. She bounced once, letting out a breathless laugh, but the sound died instantly into a ragged moan as I crawled over her. In one swift move, I pinned her wrists above her head with one hand. My mouth crashed down on hers hungry, punishing, and utterly claiming. She didn't shrink away; she kissed back just as hard, biting my lower lip until I let out a low hiss.

“f**k, you taste like trouble,” I rasped, dragging my mouth down the column of her throat and sucking hard enough to leave a dark mark. A mark her father would undoubtedly see. The sheer danger of the thought only made me harder. “These are gonna show tomorrow. Everyone’s gonna know exactly who’s been between these thighs.”

Skyler arched her back, rubbing her lace-covered c**t deliberately against the agonizing hardness in my jeans. “Big talk. Let’s see if you canah”

Her words cut off sharply as I yanked the lace down with my free hand, exposing her completely, and latched onto one tight n****e. I sucked deep while my fingers traveled lower, finding her soaked, slick folds.

“Already dripping for me,” I groaned against her skin, circling her c**t with two thick fingers before sliding one deep into her tight heat. She was burning hot, clenching around me instantly. “This p***y’s been aching for me since the bar, hasn’t it? Teasing me all day like a little brat.”

“Only because you” She gasped loudly as I added a second finger, curling them deep and stroking the exact spot that made her hips jerk uncontrollably. “f**k, Blade… harder.”

I released her wrists and moved lower, shoving her thighs wide open. The sight of her spread out for me, pink and glistening under the dim lamplight, nearly made me lose my mind. “Look at this pretty cunt. All mine tonight.”

I lowered my head and dragged my tongue through her wetness in one long, agonizingly slow lick, savoring the taste of her. Skyler cried out, her fingers instantly fisting into my hair. I ate her like a starving manlicking, sucking her c**t, and f*****g her with my tongue while my hands gripped her ass, holding her down as she bucked wildly against my face. Her thighs trembled against my head. Every moan, every filthy curse she threw at me only spurred me on.

“ShitBladeright there, don’t stop, you arrogant bastard”

Her voice broke completely as I sucked her c**t hard, my fingers pumping faster inside her. She shattered with a sharp cry, her thighs clamping tightly around my head as her release flooded my tongue. I didn’t stop, licking her through the aftershocks until she was shaking, pushing weakly at my shoulders to breathe.

I rose up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, grinning down at her completely wrecked expression. “Told you I’d have you screaming. Pants off. I want inside you.”

Skyler sat up, her eyes dark with heavy lust, and immediately attacked my belt. “Condom. Drawer. Now.” Her hands freed my c**k, wrapping around the thick length and stroking with a perfect, agonizing pressure. “Jesus, you’re big. Think you can actually handle me, stranger?”

I grabbed the foil packet from the nightstand drawer, ripping it open and rolling it on fast while she watched with hungry, predatory eyes. “I’m gonna ruin this p***y for anyone else, Sparks.”

I flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her hips up so she was braced on her hands and knees. One of my hands fisted her hair, pulling just enough to tilt her head back, while the other guided my c**k to her tight entrance. “Tell me you want it.”

“f**k me, Blade,” she demanded, pushing her hips back against me. “Stop teasing and”

I thrust in deep in one brutal, unyielding stroke, burying myself to the hilt. Skyler buried her face into the pillow with a loud moan, her inner walls fluttering frantically around me.

“So f*****g tight,” I groaned, pulling back until I almost cleared her before slamming back in.

The heavy sound of skin slapping skin filled the quiet room. I set a punishing, relentless rhythm, one hand anchoring her hip, the other reaching around her body to rub her c**t as I drove into her.

“Harder,” she gasped, meeting every single thrust with desperate friction. “Make me feel it tomorrow.”

I growled, pounding into her, the dark obsession roaring in my veins louder than the bikes outside. This wasn’t just s*x anymore. This was a claim. Every deep thrust drove home the dangerous knowledge that she was mine the daughter of the man I was born to kill. The forbidden rush of it made the air feel thicker, filthier, hotter. I leaned over her back, biting her shoulder as I f****d her harder.

“You’re mine now, Sparks,” I snarled against her ear, my breath ragged. “This p***y. This body. Say it.”

“Yoursfuckyours, Blade!”

She shattered for the second time, clenching so violently around my c**k that I saw stars. The tight, pulsing squeeze broke me. I followed her right over the edge, burying myself deep and coming with a guttural, primal groan, my hips stuttering as the pleasure ripped through my spine.

Eventually, we collapsed sideways onto the tangled sheets, still connected, our breathing heavy and ragged. I pulled her back against my chest, my arm banded possessively around her waist while my other hand mindlessly stroked her damp hair. For a long moment, there was nothing but the synchronized thud of our heartbeats and the distant, low rumble of motorcycles out on the highway.

Skyler turned her head slightly, pressing a surprisingly soft, lingering kiss to my jaw. “Not bad… for a stray.”

I chuckled darkly, nipping at her earlobe. “We’re just getting started, Sparks. I’ve got plans for that smart mouth next.”

But even as I held her tight against me, the high of the adrenaline began to fade, and cold reality started creeping back into the room. Stone Callahan’s blood was on my hands to spill. But now, his daughter was wrapped securely in my armswarm, sated, and already burrowing far deeper under my skin than I ever anticipated.

The obsession wasn’t just lust anymore. It was becoming something far more lethal.

And when the truth finally came out as it always did in this lifeI wasn't entirely sure I’d be able to pull the trigger.