Phantom Riders MC - Hawk (21 page)

The noise of our bikes revving up sounded like rumbling thunder as the rest of my brothers did the same. They held back until I moved into position in front of the line, and then we were off. Audra wrapped her arms around me tightly. I felt her hugging my body close. She was safe for now, and I intended to keep it that way. When the time came to turn her loose she wouldn’t have any worries. She’d be able to live the way she wanted, without looking over her shoulder.

It occurred to me that I could have turned her the fuck loose at any time. She wasn’t my responsibility, and never had been. The truth was that the minute she’d planted her sweetly rounded ass on my bike, I’d fucking wanted her. Sure, there’d been the possibility that she meant trouble for the club and we’d needed to find that out, there was always that. Anything that threatened the club had to be dealt with, but right then she meant more trouble for me, than for the club.

I had to turn her loose.

Before it was too late and I couldn’t.

I forced myself to remember Sonya and her traitorous ways, hoping that would force the fucking walls back up. Women were good for one thing, and I wanted to keep it that way. Fuck them and walk away, no strings attached.
No emotions.
No fucking mess. Deep down I knew that Audra was different, that she wasn’t like Sonya, everything in me told me that, but I was too stubborn to accept it.

I couldn’t get back to the clubhouse fast enough. We continued around to the rear and backed our bikes close to the building. “Baby,” I said once it quieted down around us. “Go to my room. Get cleaned up. I have some shit to take care of.” I helped Audra off my bike, mindful of her leg.

She steadied herself and glanced up at me. “Thank you again, Hawk,” she said softly, and fucking hell I saw more in her eyes than I wanted to. I clenched my jaw, until with a small smile she finally turned and limped away.

Rock came to a stop next to me, watching Audra disappear into the building. I braced myself because his silence spoke volumes. “Don’t say a fucking thing,” I warned him. He snorted, and I knew that if I looked he’d be smiling.

“She’s getting to you, brother.”

I growled low, closed my eyes, and shook my head.

He slapped me on the back of my shoulder. “What are you gonna do about it?”

I didn’t even have to think about it. “Nothing. She’ll be gone in a couple of days.” I looked at him. “Either Covacks takes care of Dane Winthrop and the club’s a million bucks richer, or I do the fucker in myself.” I knew he wouldn’t question me why, because he’d do the same fucking thing. We were a hard-core MC until it came to women and children who needed our protection.

“You know, brother, not all women are like Sonya.” Rock had been there when everything had turned to shit. “Be ashamed to turn a cute little piece like that loose because another bitch soured you.”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” I walked to the door and opened it.

“Fine, but if you don’t want her, can I have her? I’d like to get a taste of her little—”

I should have expected that, but without thinking I swung around and punched Rock right in the mouth. He didn’t even try to stop me. In fact, there was a bemused smile on his face that pissed me the fuck off. The fucker had been baiting me. He staggered back a little, bringing his hand up to his split lip.

“That answer enough for you?” I snapped.

A humorous chuckle was his only response. With a curse, I turned. Most of the brothers were at the bar, being made over by the club women and already drinking hard. It wouldn’t be long before they’d disappear to the rooms to work out their aggressions. What had gone down at the farm house could have turned out a lot worse. Most of my crew lived each day as if it were their last.

“Hey, baby.” Sid came slithering up to me, sliding her hands up my chest to link them behind my neck. She was wearing a bikini top so tiny that it barely covered her nipples. Her cut offs fell just below her jeweled bellybutton. She rubbed against me like a fucking cat in heat. “You look like you need relief,” she cooed into my ear, before biting down on it.

I jerked back when I felt her teeth sink down on the lobe of my ear, and then reached up to unwind her arms from around my neck. Why couldn’t she get it through her fucking head that I was done with her? “If you keep this shit up I’m going to bar you from the club. Find another brother.” I didn’t wait for her to react.

I went straight to Fox’s room. As usual, he was sitting at his computer. The man fucking lived on the damned thing, which was good considering that he did our surveillance and security. “I want the pictures of Dominick.” He picked up a stack he’d printed out and handed them to me. “Why so many?”

“There are four different men here, Prez. See if she can pick out Dominick’s face, then we’ll fucking know for sure.”

I thumbed through the pictures. The men in them were very similar. I nodded. “Good call, brother.”

“Too bad about Popcorn.” I nodded, there was nothing else to say. All the brothers knew he’d been a good prospect. “I heard about Keg, man. Good thing we put that second GPS tracker on his bike.”

“Yeah, could have ended in a whole different way.” He could have disappeared with Audra. I thought about her and what Dane had planned. It could have turned into a life sentence for her, being locked away on some fucking estate. “I should have killed him when I had the fucking chance.”

Fox’s brows rose with surprise. “She means that much to you, that you would have jeopardized our affiliation with Covacks?”

He had a lot of fucking nerve asking me that. Protecting the club came first, and that included doing whatever was required to keep in good standing with our contacts. The club earned a ton of revenue from Covacks, we’d be stupid to piss him off. His explicit orders that he’d wanted his son’s killer alive in order for us to get the million dollars was the only reason I’d let Winthrop go. I knew, though, that if Audra had been hurt by his hands, I wouldn’t have hesitated to take him out on the spot.

“You know the answer to that, brother.”

Chapter 22

Audra

I turned the faucet off and then reached up to squeeze the excess water out of my hair. My leg hurt like hell, the sting of soap and water running through the raw burn left me gasping for breath, but at least it wasn’t bleeding anymore. It was ugly, the kind of thing that would scar and forever remind me of the incident, but it beat the alternative. Keg could have easily have done a lot more damage.

Hawk was my savior. I thought about Dane’s plan, knowing that if he’d succeeded in getting me on that plane it would have been the end of me. I would have simply disappeared. I didn’t know anything about his estate in Canada, but I knew that he had a preference for isolation when he was away from Vegas. The location would be secluded and far away from the general public. I’d always known that Dane was exceedingly rich, but I was only now learning that his wealth far surpassed anything I’d suspected.

I’d given myself to a monster. All those years…how could I have not known what he was really like? He’d been good at keeping that side of him hidden, careful to keep me away from his work. The trip to Last Hope had been a rare exception to taking me on any business trips, and that was only because he’d promised to take us on a pleasure trip directly from there. That’s where it had all gone to shit.

I stepped out of the shower. The bathroom door opened, and Hawk was there, his gaze raking over my dripping body in a physical caress that drew a willing response from my body. Everything about him was so fierce and volatile. The way his dark eyes moved over me made my senses switch on full alert, my nipples swelled into hard kernels and my pussy grew wet. I couldn’t believe how fast this man got to me on every level. I became afraid, yes, afraid, when he moved toward me with an expression of pure animal lust stamped on his sharply defined features. I just stood there, frozen, weak in the knees, and waited, breath catching at what he made me feel. The predator was hungry.

“You want me,” I uttered softly as he got closer.

His gaze dropped to the wound on my leg. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.”

He backed me up against the wall. “Yes!” he growled, almost in anger. “Fucking hell, woman, I fucking want you!” I cried out at the impact of his body against mine. “I’m tired of fighting it, tired of denying myself what I want.”

“Wh-What do y-you want?” I could barely get the words out.

Hawk glared down at me. “You. I want you,” He snarled, slowly lowering his head. “You. Are. Mine.”

His hand tangled roughly in my hair as he tilted my face up to his. In the next instant his mouth came crashing down on mine, setting off a mass of electric palpitations through my body, triggers of need consuming my senses until all I could do was respond to his attack on my mouth with one of my own. My heart beat erratically, butterflies flickered crazily in my belly, and fire ignited my blood. There wasn’t a place in me or on me that wasn’t a spine-tingling heap of sensation, all of it happening at once. All because he was kissing me.

Instant.

Intense.

Passionate.

I didn’t think I would survive it.

I’d known our first kiss would be like this. Emotionally and physically it revealed so damned much. The rough possession of Hawk’s mouth on mine filled me with surreal pleasure and the need to take action. Arousal was too weak a word for what I was feeling. A strong need to give, to feel, to become one, drove me to demand more. I willingly opened my mouth beneath the grinding pressure of his kiss, meeting his thrusting tongue with mine as we discovered and tasted each other for the first time.

We became animals, unable to quench the violent hunger overtaking our sanity, yet refusing to give up. We searched and moved on, finding relief in other ways. I wrapped my arms around Hawk’s neck and held on, a woman drowning in need. His hands dropped down my body in a thorough sweep, lingering as he caressed and shaped my breasts, before continuing down my sides to my hips. His fingers dug into me as he ground his swollen cock against my belly.

I moaned, God, I wanted him naked and inside me at that moment. He seemed bigger and harder than ever before, and I arched against him, finding little relief from the zipper covering his hard-on. Impatience ruled my emotions when I reached for the front of his jeans. Call my crazy, but I pulled away from his kiss and mumbled, “Hawk. I need you,
now
!” We were both out of breath.

“Easy, baby.” His hand covered mine. I thought he was going to stop me from opening his pants, but he flattened my palm against his cock and forced me up and down his erection. “We’ll get to it,” he promised, sucking my lower lip into his mouth.

Oh, fuck!
I was going to melt into a puddle right there at his feet. Was it possible to self-combust? I twisted and squirmed against Hawk. “It’s not fair you have clothes on.” I didn’t care if it sounded like I was whining and desperate.

I
was
whining and desperate.

“You want me naked, baby?”

“Yes!” I hissed. “I want to feel you,
all of you
, against me.”

Hawk stepped back without a word and slipped off his cut. I ran my gaze over his tattooed muscles, salivating because right then they were all mine. He had the ripped body of a fighter, the scars trophies from the conflicts he’d fought and won. When his hands moved to his jeans my gaze followed hungrily, watching as he unzipped them, pushed them down his legs, and stepped out of them. His cock was standing straight up, a monster ready to conquer and consume me. He reached for me with a deep sound of need, telling me that he’d been pushed to his limits.

Circling my waist with a powerful arm, he jerked me against him. I caught my breath as his long, hard cock nestled right between my thighs against my drenched pussy. My nails curled into Hawk’s chest as I stared up at him, hungry for his mouth again. As if reading my mind, he swooped down and devoured mine in a show of deep passion and total possession. At that second I felt totally owned by him. I returned his kiss, nipping, chewing, and sucking on his lips while our tongues fucked.

There was nothing gentle and tender about it, but it was the most mind-blowing kiss I’d ever experienced, the kind that curled my toes while sending sharp spikes of lightning through my body. I savored the warm flavor of him and drank his essence down eagerly. Hawk, as he did with everything, held nothing back of himself. Our earlier kiss had set the beast free and I was his willing captive, letting him take as much of me as he wanted. I gave as good as I got, relishing in his groans and grunts of pleasure that vibrated through his hard body.

Hawk picked me up and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist, ignoring the pain in my leg. I knew that if I let on that it hurt he’d stop immediately, and I didn’t want that to happen. Once again I found myself up against the wall. “I won’t make it to the fucking bed,” he rasped against my mouth. He reached down between our bodies and took his cock in his hand. Our eyes clung as he ran the bulbous head up and down the seam of my pussy, before parting the folds and finding my clit.

I cried out and threw my head back, breathless with anticipation. “Yes, Hawk! Fuck me!”

My scream could probably be heard downstairs, but I didn’t care. With one upward thrust Hawk buried his thick shaft deeply into my body. I clenched my muscles around him instantly, determined to hold him where it felt so good. He groaned low, and I delighted in the sound, knowing that I was the one giving him pleasure. My entire body was throbbing. Leaning forward, I bit his chin.

He groaned low, his body shuddering. “Jesus, you’re killing me, baby.”

Smiling through the haze of desire, I tightened around him again, feeling his cock pulse deep inside me.

“You’re fucking asking for it.”  He began to move, pulling out slowly and then pounding back inside. I was the one groaning then as his big cock stretched and filled me to the limit. “You gonna behave?” he rasped, forcing me down on his cock at the same time that he thrust upwards.

I shook my head, too lost in the moment to form coherent words. My punishment came quickly and roughly. Hawk curled his fingers into my hips and started thrusting in quick, deep plunges that sent flashes of wildfire through me. I felt the onset of an orgasm, that particular little flash that no words could accurately describe. I could only feel, waiting for the river of bliss to take control and make me crash. I clawed at Hawk’s shoulders and backside. I licked and kissed the side of his neck and jaw. With every shove into my body he grunted. Soon we were both covered with tiny beads of perspiration.

The bathroom was steamed up with our heavy breathing, the sound amplified in the small, tiled room. Whimpers, groans, and grunts kept tempo with the fierce hammering Hawk was giving me. Just when I was about to climax he stopped and waited for the feeling to subside, before starting up again.
How did he know?
Somehow he did, because he did it twice more, and each time my orgasm receded back into an unreachable flicker. I wanted to scream my frustration.

“Give me my orgasm,” I growled, biting him on the shoulder hard. He was torturing me! He yanked me back by my hair, slamming his mouth down on mine. His kiss was brutal, demanding, and I could tell that he was losing control.

“You want a fucking orgasm?” he rasped.

“Yes, please.” I nodded, kissing the spot that showed my tooth marks. I was so damned close. It wouldn’t take much to throw me over the edge but suddenly he was pulling out completely, and I thought,
this isn’t it
. “Noooo!” My eyes grew round and I was about to swear a blue streak when Hawk dropped to his knees in front of me.

We made eye contact. I held my breath. I could feel how wet I was down there, it was coating my upper thighs. Hawk didn’t seem to mind when he leaned forward and buried his face against my pussy. I whimpered as more warmth escaped my body. Knowing what he was doing to me, Hawk stuck his tongue out and licked my pussy lips from one end to the other. Oh, sweet heaven! I was overwhelmed with ecstasy.

“Fuck.” He stopped and kissed my stomach beneath my bellybutton. “The sweetest fucking poison I’ve ever tasted,” he surprised me by saying. He glanced up at me, his eyes almost black, his nostrils flaring, his mouth glistening. “I’ll give you all the fucking orgasms you want, baby.”

He went to work and I lost my hands in his hair to keep him there. That was unnecessary, since his hands were digging into my butt and holding me in position. I spread my legs a little so he had better access. He speared his tongue into me, but it was when he flattened it against my sensitive clit that I felt my orgasm climb. I began to thrust my hips, moaning loudly, praying that Hawk wouldn’t stop what he was doing this time.

“Hawk—” I gasped when he circled my clit with his tongue. I was almost there.

“Yeah, babe?” He mouthed the words against my pussy, and then he gently pinched my clit with his teeth.

I trembled, my legs quivering wildly. “God, don’t stop.” If he stopped this time I was convinced that it would kill me. He applied pressure right where it was needed.

“Put some cum on my tongue, Audra,
now
.”

That was all it took. Well, that and the two fingers that he thrust inside me. His tongue was merciless against my clit, and I cried out wildly when I climaxed. I bucked against his mouth helplessly, totally at Hawk’s mercy as he continued to torture me with his tongue and fingers, not letting up even as I started to come down. The aftershocks were relentless and powerful, draining me to the point that I halfway collapsed against him. The next thing I knew, Hawk was rising to his feet with me draped over his shoulder.

“You want my fucking dick, baby?”

We didn’t go far. He dropped me to the bed and followed me down, covering me with his body. His cock felt like a hot poker between my legs, pulsing against my over-sensitized clit. I was still coming down from climaxing, unable to control the quivers still wracking my body.

“You know I do!” I gasped, raising my hips for more contact. “Fuck me, Hawk!”

He aligned his cock at my entrance and thrust deep, stretching me wide and filling me. I moaned, clenching my nails into his arms, tearing at his skin. He groaned, slamming his mouth down on mine and attacking my lips like a starving man, teeth, tongue, and mouths smashed together as we devoured each other wholly. We strained against each other, giving, taking, reaching for the moment that would end the battle. I accepted his heat, chewing on his lips.