Heart Ripper - Coffin Nails MC (gay biker M/M romance) (Sex & Mayhem Book 9) (6 page)

Lucky nodded. “Actually, you get HIV, but that’s
some serious shit right there.”

David sucked his lips in with a frown. He needed
to talk to Raja.

With Lucky’s number in his phone, David was left
alone with his book in a lounge that was so silent he could hear each tick of
the clock on the wall. No sounds came from the room where all the bikers
gathered, which made David wonder whether they had it soundproofed. As little
as he wanted to think of it, his older brother was part of a biker club, and
who knew what went on down here when there were no outsiders around. Cold
shivers were trailing up and down David’s back as he awaited some kind of
movement. He needed to make himself look good when Raja came out of there. He
should know what he missed out on by treating David so poorly.

What did a biker club president even do? Did he
take care of the stock at the bar, organize parties? David didn’t want to think
about more shady possibilities, but he couldn’t focus on his book at all,
instead planning what to say to Raja. He needed to inform the guy that he
wasn’t available, and Raja shouldn’t even try calling him.

His heart leapt when something thudded behind the
doors across from him, and as soon as he heard voices, he frantically
positioned himself in what felt like ‘casually relaxed’. His throat clenched,
and his palms broke out in sweat when the bikers slowly poured out of their
meeting. All of them seemed to gravitate toward the bar, but when David looked
up, searching for black hair and dusky skin, he spotted Raja talking to Hunter,
who had his arm around Raja’s shoulders and spoke lively about something that
David couldn’t hear with all the commotion around.

David needed to speak to Raja alone, so this
wasn’t good at all. Should he just walk up to him or would that raise
suspicions? In the end, he got up and stuffed his book into the bag, trying to
look chilled out as he loitered around the coffee table. Hunter waved at him,
but when one of the older members pulled him aside, David recognized it as his
chance and tried to catch Raja’s gaze. But as soon as Hunter was away, Raja
stormed toward the exit, oblivious to David’s attempts.

David watched that beautiful monster go and gave
his brother a quick glance to make sure Hunter was busy. He had no idea when
he’d see Raja again, and the guy could keep ignoring David’s texts forever, but
face-to-face, he’d have to say
something
. David made a dash for the exit
and slipped out before anyone could notice him.

Raja was already at the end of the row of bikes in
front of the building, by a Harley painted in black and white flames. David
took a deep breath of air that had a faint scent of gasoline before choosing
his most confident gait and heading Raja’s way.

The man stiffened but then slouched and finally met
David’s gaze. “Hey.”

David looked back at the door to make sure they
were alone. “Hey.” He came closer, desperately trying to remember all the witty
lines he’d come up with in the last hour. “I just wanted to clear up some
things between us,” he said, proud of how confident that came out.

Raja exhaled deeply, which only made the dark blue
fabric slide against his amazing chest. His eyes moved left and right,
assessing their surroundings. “Not here,” he said in the end and walked right
past David, along the side of the clubhouse.

David trailed behind in silence, unable to tear
his eyes away from Raja’s silhouette, his wide shoulders, his muscular arms...
his ass, which hypnotized David with its casual sway. He didn’t even notice
when they reached an old shed made of metal sheets. Raja opened the door and
gestured inside without looking at David.

So maybe this wasn’t the most glamorous place for
a conversation, but it had to do. David pouted at the dirty tools on the wall,
displayed as if they were pieces of modern art. He put his bag on the counter
and looked around for a light switch. It was stuffy inside, but he stopped
thinking about it the moment Raja closed the door and turned toward him. He
slowly leaned against the wall and crossed his arms on his chest.

“I didn’t know you were his brother.”

David swallowed, now unsure if there was even a
light switch in this old shed, or if they were stuck with the rays of sunlight
coming through the dusty blinds. “That’s fine. Hunter has nothing to do with
this. And I’m assuming you wouldn’t tell him what happened.”

Raja looked out the window, showing off his strong
profile. “Of course not. I would have never done this to him if I knew.”

That
was what mattered? What
Hunter
thought of this? “Well, that’s fine, because I shouldn’t have done it either.
You see this?” David pointed to his fingers. “It’s my purity ring. And I’m
wearing it, because what happened didn’t count.” It felt so good to get that
off his chest.

Raja frowned, but when a sharp chuckle left his
lips, he covered them with his palm. “Sure. I bet that’s why you’ve been
messaging me.”

“I only messaged you twice.” An emoji didn’t
count. “I wanted to clear the air.”

“If neither of us wants to hook up again, then
there’s nothing to clear,” said Raja, pushing his hands into his pockets. He
was not allowed to look so cool and suave, as if he didn’t care at all about
what David was saying.

“Fine.” David crossed his arms on his chest. “But
I need to know how big of a mistake I’ve made. Do you have any diseases I
should know of?”

The metal wall thumped when Raja rested more of
his weight on it. His thick black eyebrows lowered over those smoky-looking
eyes. “Come again? And think carefully about what you say.”

David took a deep breath, suddenly out of words.
“I mean… I’ve heard things about you, and I just… I need to know. I’ve never
done anything like that, and I never will again, but I need to be safe.” The
air in the shed seemed to be getting thicker by the second.

Raja’s nostrils flared, and he stepped forward,
his presence pushing David back. “Who have you told?”

David raised his hands, unable to tear his eyes
away from Raja despite the nervous atmosphere. He’d masturbated to fantasies of
the guy more than he could count. And he tried not to, he really did, but every
time he started off thinking of girls, he’d always end up on his knees in front
of Raja’s thick cock.

“No one, I swear! I don’t want anyone to know
either. Especially that I’ve got the ring, and I’m waiting until marriage, and
I’m not even gay anyway.”

Raja squinted at him. “You’re so fucking sad, kid.
No straight guy sucks cock like you did. You even wanted to swallow.”

The heat of the shed was getting too much. It had
to be the metal absorbing warmth and turning the space into a giant natural
microwave. “That is
so
not true. You just barged in there, didn’t give
me time to think.”

“Of course I did,” said Raja, with a smirk tugging
at the corner of his mouth, but none of that playfulness was present in his
dark eyes. “That’s what we, the gays, do to good God-fearing boys. You just
cannot protect yourself from such mindless violence.”

David sucked his lips in and looked down at his
purity ring, hoping it would give him strength, as if it could create a
magnetic field to push away all the sizzling electricity Raja was sending his
way. “Well… yeah. Kinda. I wasn’t seeking it out.”

Raja moved closer, and for each step he took
forward, David took one back, until his ass pressed against a table and Raja
leaned over him, placing his hands on both sides of David’s hips.

David’s senses were flooded with the intoxicating
mixture of fresh cologne and a musk that was bound to be Raja’s own. Either
way, David’s head spun, and he was losing the ability to form coherent
sentences.

“What was it that you heard about me, and who said
it?” Raja whispered, breathing on David’s forehead.

David swallowed, overwhelmed by the unexpected
closeness. They were almost touching. Raja’s chest was almost pressing against
his. Raja’s hips were
almost
pushing into his. David hated the word
‘almost’.

“I heard you sleep around a lot,” David muttered,
trying not to say the word ‘manwhore’.

Raja smirked. “That’s correct.”

David’s heart started thudding so loudly he
couldn’t hear his own thoughts, and his brain wasn’t working correctly, because
all he could imagine was Raja fucking faceless, hot male bodies. One of those
bodies wasn’t faceless though. It was his.

“That’s so crude,” David uttered.

“And why is that?” asked Raja, distracting David
with the heat of his body. He was right there, so close David could bury his
face in that soft beard if he wanted to.

“Because it’s dirty.” Raja definitely wasn’t
though. His cologne smelled fresh and whispered to David in invitation.

“You think? I remember you being very tasty and
clean back at Hunter’s,” whispered Raja, lowering himself to David.

David’s eyes went wide when they met Raja’s
piercing dark gaze. Too close. Nowhere to run. He put his hands on the table behind
him, just to make sure they wouldn’t wander to Raja when David wasn’t paying
attention. “What can you even remember if you do it all the time, with anyone.”

Raja snorted. “You’re such a little judgmental
prick. Maybe you should get off your high horse for once, because you sucked my
cock, and you loved it.”

David licked his lips. This was not how he’d
planned this conversation to go. “I was confused, but I’ve had the time to
think it through.” He had to gasp, because there was no other way for him to
breathe.

Raja leaned closer, and his nose brushed over
David’s cheek. His beard smelled of something fresh but earthy, and once David
got a single whiff of it, he was rendered speechless.

“There is no time to think. Ever,” whispered Raja,
and the heat of his soft lips opened up to David.

Time stood still, and all his conviction went out
the window. David’s hands traveled to Raja’s strong shoulders on their own accord,
and his lips didn’t just part in invitation. No, he leaned forward and pleaded
for more with his tongue. Logical thinking didn’t even exist in him anymore, he
was completely overpowered by a primal
need
.

The guttural sound that came from the depths of
Raja’s chest sent sparks all over David’s body. He didn’t know when, but Raja’s
arms were around him, fingers gently spiraling over his skin as they kissed.
Raja’s facial hair was as soft as David remembered, and it tickled his face
during the kiss, spurring even more sensations.

Raja’s body pressed against him was so incredibly
solid, and the kiss became frantic once David realized just how different it
felt from the few fumbly kisses he’d shared with girls. Raja was the gas for
his fire. Breathing seemed like a chore when all he wanted to do forever was
just kiss kiss kiss. The hot tongue knew exactly how to pleasure David’s mouth,
and no matter how much shame it brought him, there was no denying that his hard-on
was pressing against Raja’s thigh.

Raja pulling away was physically painful, as it
left David with swollen lips and a throbbing cock waking up in his pants.

Raja licked his lips, watching David for a few
seconds before he spoke. “If you’re afraid of ‘diseases’, ask the guy to pull
out of your mouth as he comes, or better yet—use condoms. Because it’s gonna be
a guy, and you’re gonna be on the receiving end of things. Stop lying to
yourself.”

David opened his lips in shock, and then closed
them again, only to repeat the cycle a few more times. His hands still tingled
with Raja’s body heat, and he stared, not sure if he should cry or run. So the
kiss was just to prove a point? A kiss like
that
?

The giant oven of a shed was boiling David alive.
Nothing was going as planned. Nothing. “You are so wrong,” he whined and pulled
his hands into fists, humiliated by his still hard dick. It sensed Raja and
just wouldn’t stay down.

“I just proved you wrong, little boy. I suggest
you make peace with your needs as soon as possible, because that ring of yours
is ridiculous.”

David grabbed his bag and pushed at Raja’s chest,
confused that it only felt nice to touch him again. “It isn’t. It’s a
commitment. It’s saved for someone special, someone I care for, not a filthy
encounter in a bathroom. It means something. And you’re the one who’s wrong
actually. There are facilities where I can be helped with my… feelings. I’m
just not ready to go, but it looks like I’ll have to, because it’s spinning out
of control.”

Raja’s jaw clenched. “What
facilities
?”

“There’s even something like a summer camp where I
would go for a few months, do therapy, and not be a pervert anymore. There’s
lots of people who have succeeded.” David took a deep breath, but it didn’t
help him calm down. The kiss with Raja felt more real than anything before. The
only thing in focus in a sea of blur.

Raja pulled away. “You’re shitting me! I get it
that you’re young and stupid, but this is just beyond! Of course they tell
everyone it works. That’s how they earn money.”

David crossed his arms on his chest, relieved that
at least his erection was slowly going away. “And how would you know anything
about that?”

There was a short pause in the conversation, as if
David had finally managed to show Raja the error in his argument, but Raja
growled and looked straight into David’s eyes.

“I’ve been to one.” He turned around and stormed
out, shutting the door with a loud clang of metal.

David watched the door, unsure if he’d heard that
correctly. His brain was a fuzzy mess of confused questions, but one thought
did stick out. If Raja had been to one, it clearly hadn’t helped him be less
gay.

The conversion therapy didn’t seem like such a
good idea all of a sudden.

David touched his lips, knowing that he needed to
forget that kiss he’d been tricked into.

Abstinence
. That was the answer. And since
Raja didn’t want to have anything to do with his friend’s brother, it looked
like abstinence wouldn't be that hard to maintain.