Phantom Riders MC - Hawk (13 page)

“Later.” Slowly Hawk embedded his finger inside me. I closed my eyes and swayed. Too soon I began to move my hips, thrusting against his finger.  He growled, and without warning he withdrew, and that same finger went to the top of my towel where it was tucked between my breasts. He gave me a tug, pulling me closer.

My eyes flew open. “Aren’t you afraid you’ll bleed to death?” I was smiling, I couldn’t help it. Hawk pulled me down until I was forced to straddle his waist.

“I want you naked.” He ignored my question. Another tug and the towel parted and dropped, settling at the top of my thighs. His smoldering gaze dropped as his hands came up to cup my breasts. “You have nice tits.”

I knew they weren’t small and perky. They were full and heavy, with big nipples. I moved the sheet back, reaching behind me for his cock. As I wrapped my hand around him he groaned, thrusting his hips upward. I moved up and down the length, feeling the pre-cum in the slit at the top. I scooped it out with the tip of my finger and brought it to my mouth.

A look of raw, savage lust moved over Hawk’s features as he watched me suck his cum off my finger. “Let me at that cunt.” He moved so fast that I didn’t have time to question it. One second his hands were on my waist, and the next he was settling me on his face. I gasped out sharply, shocked at his move. My thighs were on either side of his head and my pussy directly over his open mouth.

A loud sigh of pleasure escaped me when his tongue began to lap at my pussy with hungry strokes. He spent ample time licking up my cream and manipulating my throbbing clit. When I began to move my hips the hands at my waist clenched, holding me tightly against his mouth. I threw back my head and moaned loudly when he started to use his tongue like a cock. He was merciless, going in deep.

Maybe I couldn’t lift my hips, but I could roll them back and forth. The slightest movement gave me what I needed, his mouth rubbing against my sensitive clit. While his tongue teased me until I thought I couldn’t take any more, I was able to get the friction I needed, where I needed it most. I was going to climax any second, I could feel it, just out of reach. Hawk’s rough hands tweaking my nipples pushed me over the edge.

I cried out. It was intense. My whole body shook and vibrated from the release gushing through me. The entire time Hawk’s mouth remained locked on my pussy, drinking up everything he could get, while his tongue continued to slide in and out. I could feel my heart pounding heavily in my chest, my breathing sounding loud in the room. I was ready to collapse in exhaustion in the aftermath of total fucking bliss.

Hawk wasn’t of the same mindset. His large hands took me by the waist and he picked me up off his face, moving me to the bed next to him. I found myself flipped onto my belly and pulled to my knees as he quickly positioned himself behind me. I could feel his heavy cock between my thighs, and then he was running the rounded head over my dripping pussy. He coated it with my cum before bringing it back to my anus and smearing the slick wetness over my puckered hole.

“I want this ass,” he said in a guttural tone.

I sucked in my breath and pulled away slightly. The thought of Hawk’s huge member taking me there frightened me, even as it turned me on. Would he fit? He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me back against him, growling low as if in warning for me not to move again. He gathered more wetness, using his finger this time, and slowly penetrated my anus. I instinctively tensed up when the digit slid inside me deeply.

“So fucking tight,” he said with satisfaction. He added another finger, causing me to whimper. “You’re gonna take my dick in this ass, baby. I’m gonna fuck you hard, and you’re gonna milk all the fucking cum out of my balls.

Oh, God, his words made me hot. I found myself thrusting back against his fingers with willing eagerness.
Yes, I wanted that, too,
I thought to myself. “Fuck my ass Hawk.”

He snarled and withdrew his fingers. I felt his cock head at the entranceway and braced myself to feel pain. Hawk was careful though, taking is time as he pushed past the sphincter muscle and popped inside. After that he was able to glide all the way until he bottomed out. I moaned deeply and closed my eyes. Thankful he had given me a little time to get used to his size.

“You okay?”

His concern surprised me. I nodded and pushed back against him. He grunted and began to thrust. Each time he nearly pulled all the way out before plowing forward again. Each time he started to push back in, I thrust back, impaling myself on his cock. Our breathing turned harsh and heavy, the sounds of our joint pleasure turned into a strangely erotic song. Hawk’s hands clenched my hips as he held me where he wanted me. His shifting peed told me that he was going to climax soon.

I instinctively pushed back against the invasion, moaning low at how full I felt. Dane had taken me from behind many times, but it had never felt this good. It began to dawn on me that his slow, deliberate technique didn’t amount to the same intense pleasure that I received from Hawk’s rough pounding.

With Dane I just wanted it to be over.

With Hawk I never wanted it to end.

I reached down for my clit, but Hawk’s hand got there first. He knew what I wanted, what I needed. I whimpered loudly when he wasted no time at working the tiny, throbbing nub that would end with a trip to heaven. He flicked, pinched, and rubbed my clit until an orgasm rapidly built in my core.

“You like my dick pounding your ass, baby?”

“Yes!” I hissed.

“Yes, what?” he snarled, slamming into me.

“I like your dick pounding my ass!”
I liked it a lot!
I could feel his sweat dripping onto my back, the hand on my hip was brutal enough to leave marks. I didn’t care. I didn’t want him to ever stop.

“Fuck!” he growled, pounding into me so hard that his balls were slapping against the back of my thighs. “Fucking come for me now!” He pressed a finger firmly against my clit and held.

I screamed as an orgasm ripped through my body. As I twitched uncontrollably with release, Hawk stiffened and held himself deep inside me, the rumbling sounds that escaped him animalistic and raw. His shudder forced me deeper into the bed, as he released his seed in my ass in long, warm spurts. The force was amazing.

Soon he was slipping from my body and moving away. I collapsed fully, out of breath and trying not to let the sudden emptiness get to me. It was more than Hawk possessing my body. Something unexplainable settled inside me, as soon as I felt him disconnect from me as he always did. I waited for him to leave the bed, surprised when he settled next to me, more than surprised when he pulled me sharply against the curve of his body and covered us.

A small smile tugged at the corners of my mouth, but I didn’t want to jinx anything by giving into it. I didn’t understand why keeping contact mattered so much to me, except that it did. We may have been strangers, responding to a deep seated need to just fuck one another, but there was something else there. Something far more complex than what I’d felt with Dane. Hawk was running, too, from the past, obviously, and whatever had happened that had shaped him into the man that he was. He’d let it destroy his humanity and trust.

The deliberate bump of Hawk’s lower body against mine brought me back into the present. Then he growled against the back of my ear. “Stop thinking and go to sleep.”

How did he know? The man scared me. I sighed deeply and closed my eyes, wondering what tomorrow would bring. I knew that Dane was still looking for me, so leaving right then would basically have been suicide. The Phantom Riders MC was my salvation, but something would have to change. I couldn’t just continue to hang around with nothing to do. I would talk to Hawk about it.

Tomorrow.

Chapter 15

Hawk

It was fucking early when I entered church. My gaze took in the full table, satisfied that my brothers were on time and waiting for me, cups of coffee in hand. Except for Snake, his burly hand was wrapped around a whisky glass. The man must have had a cast iron stomach, because he drank that shit like it was water. The room was slightly cloudy with smoke, caused by a mixture of cigarettes, cigars and weed. I made my way to the head of the table and sank down into my chair.

“Hit, Prez?”

I took the weed Rock held out to me and put it to my lips, sucking in deep and filling my lungs. I held it in as long as I could, before reluctantly releasing a thin stream of smoke to join the other toxic fumes in the room. Then I took a long, hard look at my brothers. They were watching me expectantly, and it was clear from their fucking faces that they were angry and ready for war. The anger was palpable in the room filled with hardened bikers.

“Everyone know what went down last night?”

Not everyone had been there, yet everyone nodded and murmured beneath their breaths. Not much was kept quiet in the brotherhood when something like a shooting went down.

“What are we gonna do about those fuckers?” Snake’s rough, whiskey filled voice was the first one to speak.

“For a new club, those Blue Knights’ have big fucking balls!” Clay added.

“They’re either stupid as shit or have a death wish!” said Keg.

I let the angry comments go on for a few minutes before slamming a fist down on the table and shouting, “Enough!” I waited until all eyes were on me. “Before we go off half-cocked we need to fucking know a few things.” I narrowed my eyes on Keg. “You sure you saw Blue Knights colors last night?”

“Sure as fuck,” he said without hesitation.

“It don’t make fucking sense,” Rock said what I was thinking. “First they off Covacks’ son, then they attack us at our home?”

“I agree with Rock,” Painter spoke up. “Plus, why was their prez here yesterday, crying innocence if they planned to hit us?”

“Someone setting them up?” Ned suggested.

“Looks that way,” I concluded. “But we all know the obvious isn’t always what it seems. Before we go after Blue Knights I want some fucking answers. I know you brothers want to protect our club, but we need to be fucking smart about it.”

“Seems since your woman showed up shit’s been happening.” Keg shrugged. “Just sayin’.”

I narrowed angry eyes on Keg, angry because he was right. Trouble seemed to follow Audra, yet she was also
in
trouble. Or was she? I thought back to the day I’d caught her trying to steal my bike. Planned, or coincidence? And then there’d been the bug we’d found on her. She’d acted genuinely surprised by it. Fuck, was she another Sonya? I didn’t fucking like the feelings going through me. It didn’t bode well for Audra.

I leaned forward, expelling a heavy breath. “First, Fox is looking into her. Second, she’s not on the table for discussion right now, Blue Knights are.” I wasn’t going to define what my relationship was with Audra because the whole fucking thing confused me. “If they’re being set up, we need to find out by who and why before we take them out.”

“We just gonna let them off free to attack us again while we look for those fucking answers?” Big John snarled. As club enforcer I knew that he wouldn’t stay silent for long. He lived to fight. He was good at it, and good at protecting the club.

“I say we show them who they’re fucking messing with!” BK barked, receiving nods of agreement from the brothers closest to him.

“We will.” There was no fucking way that I was just going to ignore Blue Knights’ attack on our club. I looked directly at Big John, sensing his eagerness to act. “Pick up their president. And--” I made sure that there were no misunderstandings, “--I want him alive.”

I waited for his nod before turning my gaze on Fox. “I want you to look into their club, find out who their enemies and contacts are. If someone is setting them up, there’s a fucking reason for it. I don’t like being used.” My gaze encompassed the whole table. “Because there’s no fucking doubt if Blue Knights are being set up, Phantom Riders are being set up to eliminate the problem.”

Murmurs went around the room as the thought sunk in to my brothers. Gradually, heads began to nod with agreement, as what had occurred to me already finally occurred to them. If someone was playing our MC’s against each other, then we were both being set up, and I didn’t fucking like it. Neither did my brothers.

“Covacks?” Clay suggested.

“Naw, man, Covacks doesn’t work that way,” Rock responded.

Rock was right. Covacks didn’t need someone else to do his dirty work for him, and if he did, he paid heavy for it. As far as I fucking knew the man didn’t have any beef with us, and if it turned out that Blue Knights did have something to do with his son’s death, he wouldn’t waste his time setting them up just so that another club would take them out.

“Rock’s right,” I said, drawing my brother’s eyes. “Right now the club’s protection comes first. After church I want all of you out front. Comb the fucking grounds for anything that might be linked to the shooting last night, in case the fucking cops come back. Fox, you set up a schedule for the prospects. I want two out front at all times. Then get your ass on the computer.” He nodded. “Big John, you got your fucking orders. Take BK and Painter with you.” I turned to Ned and Keg. “I want you two to scout around at the bars and places Blue Knights hang out, see what you can find out. Snake, when you call to get the windows replaced I want fucking bullet proof glass.”

“That’s gonna be fucking expensive, Prez” he said.

“I don’t give a fuck, and while you’re at it, have the restaurant windows replaced, too. The club makes enough money to cover it. A big part of our income comes from paying customers who frequent the bar and restaurant. We were fuckin’ lucky last night that no one was injured.”

“Lucky if anyone comes back,” Jumper commented beneath his breath. Jumper was the youngest member at the table and had just been patched in the month before.

They would be back. Our place drew in those who were rebelling against society and their boring lives. They came here looking for excitement, too stupid to realize the danger. The girls were always seeking out a brother to fuck so she could go back, wherever that was, and brag about it, while the men came hoping they were big enough and bad enough to get a shot at club status. Some made it.

Most didn’t.

“Have faith, brother.” I said, grinning. “I want you to help Snake clean up the bar. We’ll get some of the girls to chip in, too.”

“What about the club windows, you want those replaced, too?”

There was a fucking grin on Rock’s face that told me he was kidding. He knew the brothers would never go for that shit. We weren’t pussies. If anyone dared attack us at the rear they would be dead before reaching the street. “Scared, brother?” 

My comment drew snorts from some of the others, which he didn’t appreciate. “Fuck, no,” he snapped.

“We’ll hold church tomorrow at two.” I stood up, my signal that church was over. I needed to find Audra and set up some rules. She couldn’t be allowed to just wander around the fucking club at will. It was too dangerous, for her and for us. Until I was sure she was who she said she was she’d have to be watched.

I found her in the back in the club house sitting at the bar with a plate of breakfast in front of her. Lynn was behind the bar, cleaning glasses and straightening up. The conversation between them was the kind you’d expect to hear from two people getting to know one another. Lynn was forthcoming, answering without thinking. She had nothing to hide. Audra, on the other hand, seemed to think about what she was going to say before she said it.

Lynn finally glanced over and saw me watching them from the doorway. “Morning, Prez! Would you like a plate of food?”

I gave her a chin lift and she quickly dropped her cleaning rag and disappeared the back way into the restaurant’s kitchen. Audra slowly swung my way, nibbling on a piece of toast. The glimmer of humor in her eyes put me on guard.

“Morning, Prez,” she said in a teasing tone. “Just the man I want to see.” I crossed my arms, refusing to let her cheery fucking attitude get to me. She wanted something, I could tell. “Relax, Hawk. I just have a question.”

I stepped closer to her and reached over her shoulder. As soon as I did it I realized it was a fucking mistake. Her clean, floral scent assailed my senses, turning my dick hard. I didn’t fucking like the effect she was having on me. Clenching my jaw, I grabbed a piece of toast off her plate and pulled back. I met her curious eyes before dropping mine to her mouth. It looked smooth and fucking soft, and when her small, pink tongue came out I nearly said to hell with it and grabbed her.  The powerful urge to kiss her came from nowhere.

I knew that if I kissed her it wouldn’t be the slow, sweet kind.

Thank fuck Lynn came back into the room at that moment.

“Here ya go, Prez.” She set a plate down that was piled high with scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast. “Coffee?”

I gave her a brief nod, my focus on Audra. “What the fuck do you want to ask me?”  I took the stool next to her.

Her smile widened. “I was thinking, as long as I’m here, maybe you could put me to work or something. I don’t have any money of my own, and I’ll go crazy with nothing to do.”

I took a hefty bite of eggs, not about to admit that I’d been thinking the same thing. “What can you do?”

She shrugged. “It’s been a while, but when I was in high school I waitressed and cleaned offices.” My brows furrowed. High school was a long time ago. What had she been doing since? She must have guessed what I was thinking, because she added, “I met Dane while cleaning his office one night. I guess you can say he swept me off my feet. I was young and he was larger than life. All of a sudden he was taking me to swanky places and buying me expensive gifts.”

“He paid to fuck you.” I watched her expression change as she contemplated my comment. “He take your virginity?”

Audra winced at that. “I thought I loved him. He was good to me. I had no clue what kind of man he was until that night.”

I took a sip of coffee. “He killed, he had his reasons. We’re no fucking different, Audra. We kill to protect our club. We kill to protect what’s ours.”

She seemed to think about that. When her gaze lifted to mine I could see the confusion in her eyes. “Then why am I here, Hawk? I know you think that I’m a threat to your club, so why haven’t you killed me?”

I exhaled a deep breath, looking deep in her eyes. She wasn’t going to like what I was about to say but that was too fucking bad. “Too many unanswered questions, and I’m not done fucking you yet.”

Her eyes grew round. “And when you get the answers you’re looking for, and you’re done fucking me, what then?” she demanded in a challenging tone.

I wanted to smile, I fucking did. Nothing turned me on more than the thought of a good fight, and the color flushing Audra’s face, the sparkle in her flashing eyes, told me that she was gearing up for one. She turned toward me on her stool, the anger coming off her in waves.

“So you’re no better than Dane,” she hissed.

I saw something else in her eyes, an emotion she couldn’t hide. She was hurt and trying to disguise it. I knew that I was a bastard. I’d spent too many years not giving a fuck, not caring enough, and all because of a woman I’d given everything to. Betrayal and the destruction it had caused ran too fucking deep in my blood.

Audra wasn’t Sonya. Yet it was fucking hard tearing down walls and breaking old habits. The fact that I was giving Audra more than I had any other woman showed me that she was getting to me. I couldn’t afford to let her but when she was in my bed, naked and sweet-smelling, all I could fucking think of was possessing her,
all
of her.