Heart Ripper - Coffin Nails MC (gay biker M/M romance) (Sex & Mayhem Book 9) (20 page)

“There is no ‘buts’,” his father spoke up. “This
is a choice you either make or you don’t. You don’t trip and fall into a man’s
arms. Just like you don’t go around taking cocaine because it feels good. As if
your academic results weren’t disappointment enough, you also hurt your mother
like
this
?”

David rubbed his eyes, too crushed to speak. He
wished Father Joseph into hell for doing this to him. It was so cruel. He bet
Joseph, because that man didn’t deserve to be even thought about as ‘Father’
anymore, did it out of spite. Jealous that David found himself a man instead of
taking a job as the gardener’s apprentice at the parish and eventually falling
into Joseph’s bed.

Mom wheezed with a sob and shook her head,
watching David with her pale eyes. “Why didn’t you tell us you have a problem?
We can still help you… maybe it’s better you won’t go to college right away,
but you will move back home tomorrow!”

“I don’t want to.” David took a deep breath. “I
like my job, I like living with Hunter. And I’m… in love,” he choked out. “I
don’t want to change any of that.”

“Hunter and his concubine aren’t good role models
for you,” hissed Father, with a bulging vein forming in the middle of his
forehead. “This is not up for discussion. I will personally go with you to help
you move everything back home!”

Mom cried some more and rubbed the streaks of
black-tinted tears off her cheeks. “Don’t ever say such things! Who is this
man? I will tell him what I think of him debauching my son. I will inform the
police about this!”

“I’m eighteen! I can sl— be with him if I choose
to.” David was
so
done with this. He glanced down at his phone and
quickly typed despite his father yelling.

“Are you out of your mind? We’re talking to you!
Put down that phone right now. This is about your future!”

[
I need to get out of here. Please come take
me. Something terrible’s happened.
] David wrote and added the address of
the church. He looked up at his parents, dizzy as if he was going to drop to
the ground any minute now. His knees felt soft, the massive church was
encroaching on him from the side, and the sunshine made his skin burn.

“I’m not moving back.”

Joseph faked a frown of concern, and David knew
just how dishonest it had to be after the priest had been so cruel to him just
minutes ago. “You should reconsider, David. It could be what’s best for you.
Sins can be forgiven, but if you actually allow that biker to fornicate with
you, your health is at stake.”

David has never been more embarrassed in his life.

Father grabbed David’s arm and squeezed it hard,
leaning toward him. “Listen to me, you brat. You might think you’re an adult
now that you’re eighteen, but you’re far from that. You’re a confused little
boy, who’s committing a mortal sin out of laziness. Is studying and therapy
that
we’d
pay for too difficult to take on?”

Mother sniffed, but she was trying to put herself
together as she closed her arms around David. “I’m so sorry I let you down. I
should have noticed something was wrong with you, but I didn’t. Please, let me
help you!”

But she couldn’t help him. If everything that Raja
had been subjected to at the conversion camp couldn’t change him, it wouldn’t
change David either. When David admitted to himself what he’d always tried to
push away, it was as if his mangled Rubik’s cube of a brain finally put all the
walls in solid color. Every little piece slotted into place.

“You can’t change this, Mom.” He fought the tears
but they still dripped down his cheeks.

“That’s nonsense,” said Joseph and put his hand on
David’s shoulder, burning him with the touch. “We could even provide counseling
right here, if that’s what you want. It’s a common problem in boys his age.”

“Father Joseph, please, this can’t reach the ears
of anyone else. No mother will want their daughter to marry someone who... used
to meet up with men this way,” Mom said regretfully.

David became light-headed and strangely numb, as
if all the yelling was coming from far away. Deep down, he knew his parents would
never accept the way he was, yet being outed like this? By a priest? It put him
in the middle of a frozen lake, with the ice cracking all around him. He
couldn’t decide what to do fast enough. He would drown in this mess and never
see the light of day again.

His phone buzzed silently, but he didn’t dare to
pick up, afraid one of his parents could just snatch it away in the heat of the
conversation, along with the endless text conversations he’d had with Raja
since they met.

“It’s settled, David. Don’t try to argue with us
about this. You’re still too young to make responsible decisions. We have years
of experience, and we know what’s best for you,” hissed Father. “Now let’s go
into the car. You’ve wasted enough of Father Joseph’s precious time.”

Joseph shook his head and raised his hand in a
soft gesture. “Please, do not think this way, Mr. Stone. I’ve known David for a
very long time, and just like all the young people in the parish, he is very
close to my heart. It is my job to help him through this.”

David looked into his eyes despite his vision
getting blurry from crying. “So dear to your heart in fact, you tried to make a
move on me! Seriously! Some priest,” he hissed and the last words came out
choked.

Father grabbed at David’s collar and shook him.
“Enough of this! I can’t believe what I’m hearing!”

Mother sobbed loudly. “How can you say such
things? Father Joseph has been nothing but kind to you, and you’re accusing him
of harassment out of spite? It’s like I don’t know you anymore!”

Joseph hadn’t lowered his gaze as he spoke, as
calmly as he did before. “I’m afraid David is far gone if he mistook my concern
for advances. It’s more serious than I thought.”

David barely swallowed a gulp of air and turned
away from Joseph. The evil incarnate wasn’t worth his time. “Maybe you don’t
really know me, Mom. Maybe you just know what you would like me to be. But I’m
not good at maths, I don’t like to play the piano, and I don’t like girls. And
I always ate those cauliflower pancakes you make because I didn’t want to upset
you, but I really hate them!”

Mom stepped back, and as soon as David sensed a
whiff of freedom coming his way, he rushed along the church, toward the parking
lot. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him. His own family turned
against him. Was this how Hunter felt when he’d been given a similar ultimatum?
There was an alien force pushing at his ribs from the inside and struggling to
get free.

Three pairs of legs were pursuing him, but he only
sped up, not wanting to be trapped again where no one could see him. Raja
wouldn’t know where to look for him if he wasn’t visible from the road.

“David, go to the car right now!” shouted Father,
but David’s eyes were focused on a bench standing on an island of grass between
the parking lot and the road. He looked around the cars that still remained
there, but he couldn't spot the familiar motorcycle. Was Raja even coming for
him? What if he didn’t care enough to take time out of his schedule for this?

David looked down at his phone, and his heart
melted when he saw Raja’s response.

[Wait somewhere where I can see you.]

He pushed the phone back into his pocket and
backed off closer to the parking lot where more people could see him, and his
parents would be less inclined to make a scene.

“I said, I’m not going with you!”

“You can’t just leave, I’m still your father.”

Mom stood on David’s right and made a gesture as
if she wanted to touch him but didn’t in the end. “Please, David. This man will
hurt you, and you will end up diseased and alone!”

David sobbed, unable to speak. Maybe Raja wasn’t
exactly a ‘nice’ person, but he was only human. And he cared for David in his
own way.

The sound of a motorcycle engine made David’s
whole body buzz. The conversation around him became muted as he looked up and
saw the Harley painted in black and white flames, with Raja approaching like a
modern-day Prince Charming, who came here to save David from the three dragons.

His parents must have seen the change in his
behavior, as they both stiffened, watching Raja pull into the parking lot in
his cut and the faded blue jeans that made him look like the sexiest man David
ever saw. He pulled off his goggles, revealing the one face David could stare at
for ages.

He made a turn around the grassy island and
stopped right next to it. He got up, but didn’t even pull off his black
half-helmet as he stepped closer to David, not deterred by the three people
behind him. “You ready to go?”

David nodded and stepped forward but his father
grabbed his arm.

“You have got be kidding me! You’re not going
anywhere with him. And you”—Father pointed his finger at Raja—“you better leave
my son alone right now!”

David had never seen his father this angry and
expressive. It had to be the gay aspect of this terrible situation that pushed
him over the edge.

“No,” said Raja and reached out for David’s hand.
His confidence was blowing David’s mind, so he could only imagine how out of
depth his parents and Joseph felt when confronted with it.

Just as David squeezed Raja’s hand, enchanted by
the handsome face and strong grasp, Mom pulled him back as if he were about to
crash, and she was the safety belt. “You’re going nowhere with this man! It’s
not enough for you to just be gay? You’re leaving the church for a Muslim?”

Raja’s eyebrows shot up, and for the first time he
seemed thrown off guard. “Lady, I’m unaffiliated. Let go of him.”

David could hardly believe his mother would say
such things or even make assumptions about Raja’s faith based on his looks
“He’s not Muslim, Mom! And even if he were, that’s not relevant. I’m going!”
His mother’s grip was surprisingly hard, and a button popped off the front of
David’s shirt from the strain on the fabric.

“This can’t be true! This is a nightmare!” she
cried. “I know what’s happening now. He brainwashed you, recruited you to his
cause. David, you just need to turn to Jesus again.”

David snarled. “When I tried to turn to Jesus
about this, Joseph put his hands on me!”

Raja looked into David’s eyes, with a deep groove
between his eyebrows. “Is that the priest you told me about?”

David was taken off guard by the question, but
gave a quick nod. “He even told me to leave you today! Outed me to my parents!
It’s so wrong!” He couldn’t stop sobbing and was a trembling mess when his
mother pulled him closer again.

“And he did the right thing!” Father yelled. “To
think that we’d live on, kept in the dark about your condition!”

Raja let go of David, but before David could
protest, time sped up. Joseph stepped back, and Raja followed him with his
fist, knocking the priest to the grass with a punch that made David cringe
despite his disgust for Joseph.

Raja looked at David’s father, who retreated,
pulling his hands close to his chest, in a protective gesture. “If you have any
more sons, I’d keep them away from this priest. His dick ain’t any better than
mine.”

“Who do you think you are?” Mother yelled and let
go of David to kneel next to Joseph. “Father, are you all right? Should I call
the police? An ambulance?”

David took the opportunity to step back and only
now realized that with Raja next to him, he could breathe again.

Raja didn’t seem to care about the chaos he’d
unleashed and just walked up to his bike, gathering David with his arm on the
way. He smelled of warm leather and the spicy cologne David liked so much. With
Raja at his side, David felt completely safe, protected by the strongest man he
knew.

“Let’s go and have some fun,” said Raja, handing
David a spare helmet.

Even through his tears, David smiled at Raja as he
mounted the bike behind him. “I love you,” he whispered into the back of Raja’s
vest.

Raja smiled, and his eyes glinted with a softness
David didn’t see in them frequently. He turned around and pressed his lips
against David’s forehead.

David wrapped his arms around Raja’s waist, and
they were off.

David didn’t even know how much time passed, but
once he got on the back of Raja’s bike, they didn’t stop for ages. It was for
the better wherever they were going. The heat of Raja’s body against his own
calmed David down like the softest blanket, and the breeze of air against his
skin cooled him off. He didn’t yet know how he would deal with the mess Joseph
put him in, but it didn’t matter now.

Raja had come for him.

They eventually left the highway and drove into a
quiet neighborhood with a lot of greenery, but it was only when Raja stopped
the bike in an elongated parking lot between a group of identical three-story
buildings that David understood they had reached their destination. With the
bike parked in a numbered spot, Raja finally pulled off his helmet and goggles.

“You good?” he asked, dismounting the bike as soon
as David was off.

“Better.” His knees felt like jelly, so he held on
to Raja’s arm. “I’m sorry I called you out of the blue. It was a disaster.” Yet
Raja still didn’t leave him hanging.

Raja sighed and pulled David under his arm. “It’s
fine. I was close by anyway. But I would have come even if I was home. Your
text was alarming,” he said as they stepped closer to one of the doors leading
inside the building. It seemed that each entrance provided access to three
apartments.

David wrapped his fingers around Raja’s hand. “It
was bad. Joseph was prodding me about my sexuality and you, and when I made him
go away, he told my parents about me. I couldn’t lie anymore. It didn’t feel
right.”

Raja rubbed his fingers over David’s arm while he
opened the door with his other hand. His apartment was on the second floor, and
when they entered, David was surprised to see a place so tidy and sparsely
decorated. He never thought of people like Raja as neat freaks, but the cool
colors and straight lines of furniture had a calming effect on David’s bruised
mind.

“It was the right thing to do,” said Raja after a
long period of silence.

David stood on his toes and pulled Raja into a
kiss. “Thank you for punching Joseph. He deserved it.”

Raja locked the door behind them and grinned,
playing with David’s hair. “You should do it too the next time you see him. I
could teach you a technique or two,” he said, and his fingertips skimmed over
David’s purity ring.

“You would? I actually wanted to get into boxing a
few years ago, but Mom insisted it was for ‘brutes’ so I settled on track.” All
alone with Raja, David could breathe freely. He wouldn’t have to face the world
until leaving this apartment.

Raja’s eyes were dark and mysterious as he chewed
on what David told him. He picked up David’s hand and tapped the ring more
obviously. “Tell me, do you want to enter my home in this?”

David swallowed and stared at the ring with a deep
sigh. Whether there was any prospect of marriage for him in the future or not
or not, he had deep feelings for Raja, and whatever would happen between them
would be important. And it wouldn’t make him ‘impure’ for that matter. He
slowly took the ring off, and, with his heart thudding, he placed it in Raja’s
palm. “I want you to
take it
,” he whispered.

Raja closed his hand over the ring and slowly
turned, locking David against the door. The fresh scent of his powerful frame
had David gasping for breath even before Raja touched him.

“I will. I’m gonna take good care of it,” he
whispered.

David wanted to melt into Raja, become one with
him, and have Raja’s hot cock throb inside him. He lowered his gaze the moment
those thoughts swamped his mind. “I trust you will. Just make sure you always
have it with you.”

Raja looked at the ring and slowly pushed it on
his pinky. The silver looked so sharp against the warm hue of his skin.

“Okay, I promise.”

When David first took the ring off, he’d felt like
something was missing, because he’d worn it for so long, but seeing it with
Raja, he knew it was in the right place. His breath hitched. The last thing he
wanted to think about now was his parents or any problems connected to the real
world beyond the walls of Raja’s apartment. He craved to forget about it all in
Raja’s arms.

Raja leaned closer and rested his hand on the door
next to David’s head. “I want to eat you up,” he whispered, teasing David’s
face with his sweet, warm breath.

David dared to look up and touched his fingertips
to Raja’s chest. “Is that slang for something weird?” His cheeks were getting
hot again as his imagination started already undressing Raja.

Raja smirked and brushed his soft beard against
David’s cheek before speaking straight into his ear. “I’m gonna fuck you today.
You want that, don’t you?”

A shiver went down David’s body, already waking up
his cock. “Yes. Please. I want it.”

Raja’s lips brushed over David’s skin, and he
stepped closer, pressing his strong, warm body flat against David’s, his hands
trailing down all the way to David’s hips. “Anything else you want to tell me
before we start?”

David swallowed, overwhelmed yet as eager as a
Duracell bunny. “Just that I’ve been dreaming about this a lot.”

Raja groaned and rocked his hips against him.
Neither of them was fully hard yet, but David could see himself getting there
in no time.

Raja pulled away so abruptly only the door kept
David up, but he just followed Raja’s footsteps into the bedroom with dark
green walls and a huge bed. “Did you? What did I do in your dreams?”

David bit his lip. “It’s embarrassing. Dirty
stuff.” He squeezed Raja’s hand harder, smiling despite the growing
embarrassment. This man would be the center of his universe now, and everything
would be fine. He had the right to make that choice.

“Let me hear it,” said Raja as he pushed David
back on the soft mattress. He looked even more impressive from down there, and
his muscles flexed when he pulled off his cut and shirt, revealing the tan
torso with a layer of short dark hairs between the pecs. How was David supposed
to articulate his thoughts with all of that flesh on show?

He put his face in his hands. “I had this fantasy
that you sneak into my room when Hunter is asleep.”

“Did I make you quiet with my hand?” asked Raja,
moving his hand down his six-pack until his four fingers disappeared under the
waistband of his jeans. And David knew because despite holding his hands to his
face, he still peeked at what was going on.

“Yes. You pulled me out from under the blanket,
your cock already out, and you pushed my pajama pants down.” David’s emotions
were one big tumble of contradiction, but the love he felt for Raja was the one
thing he was certain of. If his life were a batch of laundry in a washing
machine, then his love was that scarlet red sock that stained every single item
in there. He was needy and throbbed for Raja to touch him.

But Raja was still standing at the foot of the
bed, slightly rocking his body back and forth as he unbuckled his belt at an
agonizingly slow pace. “You don’t have to be quiet here. The apartment above us
is empty, and the person living below’s out all day on the weekends. You can
scream all you want, but no one’s gonna hear you.”

David swallowed, and his nostrils flared. “Will
you
make me
scream?” He clenched his fists on Raja’s bedding and
couldn’t stick to looking at Raja’s face, too focused on what was going on
lower down.

Raja laughed and slid his belt out of the loops
with a loud clang. “There will be a lot of happy screams in this room tonight,”
he said and pulled the zipper down.

David smiled widely as a pornographic movie with
him as the star rolled through his mind. He started frantically unbuttoning his
shirt, cringing that it was his white Sunday shirt. The one he liked wearing to
church, clean and plain. It wasn’t a sexy garment, so he needed it off as soon
as possible.

Raja pushed his jeans lower, and they slid down to
his knees on their own, but all that David could focus on was the outline of Raja’s
cock inside his burgundy briefs. The dark brown eyes looked up, and Raja called
David over with a gesture. He didn’t have to ask twice. David leaned forward
and put his hands on Raja’s hips as he gave the cock a tender kiss.

He’d always dreamed of a man like Raja. Maybe not
exactly, but older than himself, experienced, with a thick cock, muscular arms,
and a hard body. A man like that could entice him with one look, with the smell
of his cologne, with the veins on his forearms. It was all making David so
weak, so unable to think coherently.

Raja put his hand on David’s head and urged him
closer until David’s nose bumped against the hardening shaft. He took a deep
breath of the musky scent it exuded and shuddered, shocked just how much it
excited him. Raja was like no man he ever met. So confident in who he was and
what he wanted that David couldn’t help but want to be his.

“Go on, give it some love, because it’s gonna make
you feel good soon enough.”

David looked up and dared to slide his fingers
under the waistband of Raja’s briefs, basking in the heat of his gaze. He
indulged in a few more kisses through the fabric before pulling Raja’s
underwear lower. Raja’s cock was already hardening, getting darker, and David
couldn’t help but get turned on by the fact that it was him who excited Raja so
much. He licked down the shaft, and all the way to the head, eager to worship
it the best way he knew how.

Raja moaned and grasped David’s hair tighter. His
muscled stomach flexed so beautifully that David couldn’t help but gasp against
the thick shaft. “It’s gonna plow both your holes today. Can you imagine it
pushing your ass apart?”

David’s fingers trailed higher up Raja’s sides,
which were so smooth and hard to the touch, all the muscles flexing underneath
the skin. Truth be told, David had no idea how it would actually feel to be
penetrated, but he sure hoped Raja would hold on to his hair the way he did
now.

David moaned against Raja’s dick and took the head
into his mouth despite worry wrinkling the surface of David’s arousal. What if
he did have some kind of freaky body that couldn’t take a cock? He’d touched
himself between the buttocks, and the opening wasn’t particularly wide.

Raja grunted and moved his other hand over David’s
nape, across his shoulders, between his shoulder blades, rubbing the sensitive
skin to the rhythm of David’s efforts. Raja’s cock had this clean, salty taste
David loved so much, so he took in more and more, cuddling up to Raja’s thighs
and stomach as he pleasured him, sucking on the warm flesh.

Raja’s hands left no trace of doubt about
belonging to a male. Big, hot, slightly calloused. David groaned when Raja
explored his upper back with them, pushing more of his cock into David’s mouth
in the process. David didn’t mind. If he choked on it, he’d die a happy man.

“You like that? Maybe we should take time just
teaching you how to deep throat?” asked Raja, rocking his hips and pushing his
dick past David’s gag reflex. He pulled back right away, petting David gently.

David let out a pleading moan and cleared his
throat from the gooey saliva he could sense there. He’d do anything Raja
wanted. And not because David had no needs of his own. He craved to see Raja’s
face darken with excitement, and feel Raja’s cock twitch in his mouth. It would
be rewarding enough to just give Raja whatever he wanted.

Raja laughed and pulled out of David’s mouth,
keeping him from following the glistening, gorgeous cockhead. His dick was
fully hard now, and it appeared enormous, even though it fit between David’s
lips. But before David could protest, Raja pulled his head close and held it at
his hip, so that David could witness Raja slowly pumping his glistening shaft.

David whimpered in excitement, his arousal
stripped to the naked instinct. “It’s the best cock I’ve ever seen.” He
wouldn’t even blink, too taken by the sight.

Raja smirked. “Open your mouth.” David followed
the order without thinking, and Raja pushed his cock in, only to pull it right
back, with a loud popping sound from David’s frantic sucking. “Good boy. You’re
so greedy, aren’t you?” he asked and patted David’s cheek with his hand.

There was no more will left in David to deny it.
He was gay, he wanted Raja, and yes, he was greedy for his cock. Just being
allowed to suck on it felt like a reward. “I never want another one.”

Raja’s face was flushed, and he smiled at David,
leaning down to capture his lips in a sweet, wet kiss. “Now pull down your
pants.”

David nodded and unbuckled his jeans, frustrated
that it took five seconds instead of two. Nothing was happening fast enough. He
wanted to be naked with Raja’s heavy body on top of him and rocking his hips
between David’s legs. He pushed his pants down with his underwear, revealing
his own stiff cock.

Raja kicked off his jeans and pulled the underwear
all the way down. “Now the top. I want to see all of my pretty virgin boy
before I get my dirty biker hands on him.”

David sucked his lips in and pushed his pants off
his feet along with his shoes, at the same time taking his shirt off and
throwing it to the floor. David couldn’t lie about this part either. It did
turn him on that Raja was a biker. That he had tattoos, a beard, a Harley.
Every time Raja’s dark eyes glided over David’s naked body, it gave him a
thrill.

Naked, he put his hands on the bedding so Raja
could see all of him. There was an odd silence in the room for several seconds,
but just as David was starting to feel inadequate, Raja pounced on the bed and
pushed him flat against the mattress, trapping David underneath his brawny
body.

“Touch my cock.”

David gasped, loving the heat coming off Raja’s
body. He could imagine himself falling asleep in Raja’s embrace. He still lived
with Hunter, so maybe he couldn’t do so every night, but two, three times a
week? He reached down to Raja’s cock and squeezed, groaning his pleasure.