Christmas had afforded me a lot of gifts. New clothes, books, boots and even a knife from Deadeye- but none would compare to what I got from Ripper.

His body and his love.

And the day after Christmas was a day for us. No club, no work and definitely no anger. It was just going to be a day filled with the scent, touch and sight of each other.

"Are you hungry?" Ripper asked, hand over mine as we walked into his house. I shook my head and drew myself to him, palming his leather coated back. He picked me up deftly, easily, and walked us into his room, laying me down gently on his black duvet.

Ripper stood and stared, slowly stripping his clothes as he raked his eyes up and down my body. But it wasn't time for him to do all the work, especially since he had given me so much already.

Right now would be a time focused on him.

I stood quickly and pushed him on the bed, placing a finger to his lips when he went to protest. "Let me"

He leaned back, shirtless and golden with his declaration of love clear on his chest, and kept those dark eyes on me, taking every part of my movement and committing it to memory.

Our first time together- my first time in a long fucking while.

I took off my jeans and boots, then straddled his leather encased legs and slowly pulled off my shirt. His jaw clenched when he saw the red lace panty set I was wearing.

"Fuck me" Ripper groaned, memorising every inch of my skin. I shook my hair free from it's plait and pushed him to lie down, sliding up his body and coming to his ear.

"I intend to"

There was a heat in me whenever he watched this intensely, jaw grinding and hands shaking with the effort it took not to touch me. I un-clipped my bra and let my breasts fall free, nipples tight and hard with all my pent up want.

Raking my nails down his skin, I leaned forward and kissed him. Melting into his mouth in an embrace of lip and tongue, biting down on his bottom lip when I felt his hands grip me, then flip me over.

Ripper sucked down my neck, hands coming up to deftly fondle my breasts, taking their heavy weight in his hands and bringing them to his mouth. I was breathing harshly, wrapping my legs around him and pulling him closer- wanting to be closer than this skin to skin.

And then I felt his hand move lower, slipping into my panties and feeling the slick wetness of my pussy. A low groan reverberated through the air and he came up, male satisfaction rolling off him in waves.

"Fuck yes"

He ripped my panties off and widened my legs, licking his lips at the wet heat he found. I wanted him in me- now. And as if he heard my plea, he pulled his pants off, showing my a very large, hard erection. It was beautiful, and I wanted all of it in me.

"Cearul" I moaned, missing his heat and wanting to be filled by him. He palmed his length then guided it to my soaking center, leaning over me with such a heat in his eyes I nearly came right then.

Ripper entered me, moaning lowly at my tightness, stretching my walls slowly with his almost too-large member. But it felt so good, and I raked my hands into his back as he shoved the last inches of him in, almost splitting me apart.

This was pain, but it was definitely pleasure. I rolled my pelvis on his, the motion nearly making my eyes roll back. He grunted and drew out, thrusting back in just as fast- making me see stars.

"How do you want it baby?"

I pulled him down, flush against each other's bare, sweat slicked skin as he continued to thrust in and out slowly, torturing me with the loss of his cock in me.

"Hard" Breath. "And fast "

He smiled into my neck and then gave me what I wanted. His hands came down on my hips and he held me in place, drawing out so his tip left me, then shoved back in, hard and unbearably rough.

Ripper pummeled into me, spurred on by my screams and moans, grunting himself as I scratched his back. The stars began to build inside me, tightening me around his member as he rode me fast and hard, pushing in and out like an animal possessed.

He was fucking me like an animal. And I loved every stretched second of it.

"Cearul" I murmured, voice breathless as the only sound in the room was our bodies slapping against each other, Ripper's strokes becoming short and hard, a crazed, pleasured expression on his face. I felt my orgasm erupt with a cry, coming all over his still hard cock. Sending him into a frenzy of heated thrusts, riding out my orgasm and burying himself hilt deep inside me- coming in thick tendrils as my pussy milked his cock for everything it had.

He breathed deeply into my shoulder, both of us spent and sweaty.

"Fucking hell Corin" He exhaled, flipping us over so I lay on him, cock still inside me. I looked down, our juices mingling and staining his bed. I gave him another kiss, slow and drawn out, so different from the intense rush of our fucking.

"We've still got the rest of the day and night love" I murmured, licking down his neck and grinning when I felt him start to harden within me.

My man had stamina too.

His eyes immediately darkened, hands coming down to cup and squeeze my ass. "Don't worry. I know that"

And when my mouth went lower and lower, his grunt of pleasure made me realize how much time we really couldn't waste.

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After a few mind blowing (and just blowing) later, we were now collapsed on his couch. It was safe to say, no part of his house had been untouched.

Yes, in that way.

A ring alerted me, but not a slightly starry eyed Ripper who was still feeling the after effects of some mouth on dick action. I was one blessed with the ability to tie a cherry stem with my tongue. Ripper had bet me that I couldn't make him come in under five minutes.

But he did, and now he was going to play whatever fantasy I had in mind.

I grabbed my phone, naked and straddling a now slightly more oriented Ripper.

"Cor!"

"Yeah, speaking"

"You need to come home, now" Seamus yelled over the noise, voice breaking. I shot off Ripper, standing and getting my clothes. "What happened? "

"Reaper's Riders came, and they shot your dad" His voice broke and my heart ripped in two.

"I'm coming "

I hung up and turned to Ripper who was already getting changed. "We need to go." He nodded and we ran out of the house, jumping on his bike and speeding to my house, my body slowly getting numb.

My dad couldn't die, especially after the short time I had known him. It wasn't fair.

I bolted off Ripper's bike when we got to my house, bursting inside and looking for my dad. Members looked at me with sad and angry eyes, but I couldn't see my dad.

"WHERE IS HE?" I yelled, sounding beyond hysterical.

"He's at the hospital"

Slight relief washed over me, and I felt myself being pulled along by Ripper, guiding me to his bike so we could go to the hospital. My dad wasn't dead.

But he could be soon.

The hospital was too crowded when i got there, members of the MC already there. I went to the nurse, trying to calm my heart even though it was all I could hear.

"Where's my dad? Hugh Redmond?"

The woman looked up to me with sad eyes, then told me his room number. I was off immediately, coming to the room and bursting in, tears erupting when I saw him.

"Daddy?" I whispered, coming over to him and standing at his side. My tears grew into sobs, silent sobs that racked my body and I fell to my knees on the hard floor. I wasn't there when they came, and they shot my dad.

Dad just lay there, hooked up to an infinite amount of machines and only alive by the sound of his heart rate beeping on a monitor.

Tears coursed down my face and I felt Ripper's arms slide around me and pick me up, letting me cry into his shoulder.

Hugh Redmond. One of the kindest, hardest men I had ever known was lying on a hospital bed, nearly dead. My dad.

"Please don't die daddy"

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