Phantom Riders MC - Hawk (22 page)

Hawk pulled his mouth away and placed it against the side of my neck. His lips glided over my flesh as he pounded into me without control. I ran my hands down his sculptured backside, stopping to explore his taut buttocks. His teeth grazed over me in the lightest of touches, causing me to shiver wildly. I clenched my hands into his hard flesh, I couldn’t help it. I was letting the moment guide me and not questioning anything. I just wanted to feel. Feel what only he could make me feel.

Feel alive.

“Hawk, I—” What, love him? God, I knew that saying something that crazy would send him running, and I wasn’t sure that was the word I was searching for. My feelings for Hawk were complicated, but one thing I was certain of was that I didn’t want to let him go. “I—” I bit down on my bottom lip, unable to find the right words.

As if sensing my inner turmoil he stilled inside me, glancing deeply into my eyes. His expression was flushed and glistening with sweat, pupils dilated. His hot breath slapped me in the face, and I could feel our hearts pounding as one. Was he waiting for me to finish saying what I couldn’t? I sucked in a breath, cringing when it sounded like a sob.

A fucking sob!

“Don’t stop,” I finally said, lifting up to kiss him on the chin, praying that the moment dissipated. “Fuck me like it’s our last time.”

He growled, “Our last one for now, Audra, because I’m not turning you loose.”

He wasn’t?

His cock throbbed, as if reminding us of what we were in the middle of. Hawk began to thrust again, pulling out to the very tip before sliding back in with a slow, satisfying glide that scratched my itch in one long, delicious sensation. The man knew how to please, and I was suddenly jealous of all the women that had come before me.

“You’ve got a sweet cunt, baby. My dick is happy in there, and he’s going to be in there a lot from here on out.” His words turned me on, and I felt another orgasm winding its way through my body. His movements picked up momentum, filling the room with the sounds of grunts as our bodies slapped together. One of Hawk’s hands wrapped around my breast and he leaned down to put his mouth on me.

I whimpered as pleasure surged through me. The raspy feel of his tongue running over my flesh, his warm breath, the erotic abrasion of his whiskers, and the callused roughness of his hand as it shaped and pulled my nipple to his mouth. I didn’t think it was possible to implode with pleasure, but it was happening to me. He owned all of me, and I no longer had any control left. My body was his to do with what he wanted.

Without warning he brought my legs up and over his shoulders. Our pelvises were grinding against each other and I knew that I wasn’t going to last. Hawk bottomed out, his balls slapping against my butt with a sound that fed my arousal. My eyes rolled back in my head at the new position, because every time he entered my body his cock caressed my G-spot.

Hawk’s flesh was swelling inside me and I sensed that he was close. His breathing grew harsher, choppier, his grunts more guttural. His hands slid beneath my bottom as he pulled me up to him and held me tightly. I squeezed my internal muscles, rewarded by his rolling shudder. I felt the first warm stream of his release, his orgasm setting off my own. I cried out with pleasure, jerking wildly.

We convulsed against each other, hearts pounding like drums in our chests, hot breath bathing our damp faces. Eventually our releases came to an end, but not the quivering aftermath that always followed. I closed my eyes as a haze of serenity claimed me. Hawk’s body relaxed onto me, but he was careful not to let all his weight settle on my much smaller frame. I smiled. He wasn’t so big and scary now.

“What are you grinning at, woman?”

I hated the feel of his cock shrinking and slipping out of me, and with it some of his seed. “Nothing,” I lied.

He rolled to the side, bringing me with him so that I was half on top of him. “Nothing? People usually smile for a reason.”

I shrugged, running my palm over his massive chest, wondering how far Hawk would let me go. He wasn’t the cuddling, lovey-dovey type. Any minute I expected him to pull away, both mentally and physically, from me, but he didn’t. My gaze drifted up to his. He was so hard to read. Yet I could sense that there was something definitely different about this time.

“Don’t try to figure me out,” he warned in a light tone.

I thought about how it was best to respond. “Don’t you think it’s natural for a woman to wonder about the man who just fucked her?”

“I’ve fucked you before.”

“But not like this, Hawk. This time was different. This time you kissed me.”

“”Don’t read more into it than there is,” he said in a strong tone. “I can’t love you. I can’t love any woman.”

I frowned. He’d said
can’t
, not
don’t
. “Why, Hawk? What did she do to you?” I was convinced that it was a woman who’d ruined him.

I sensed a change in him almost immediately, and cursed myself for opening my big mouth. The last thing I’d wanted was for him to pull away from me. I had feelings for him, strong feelings. He’d become my savior, and it was only right that I try to help him, too. Part of me recognized that an alpha like Hawk would never go for that, but it didn’t change the way I felt.

“What was her name?”

“Sonya,” came his short response.

I was surprised that he’d even told me, and it gave me the incentive to ask, “What was she to you?” His whole body tensed, but I kept smoothing my palm over his chest in an effort to keep him calm. I wanted to show Hawk that he didn’t have anything to fear with me, that he could trust me.

He sighed heavily. “She was my old lady.” His old lady? Hawk released a heavy breath and laid his head back. “The club’s equivalent of being a wife,” he explained, as if reading my thoughts.

“But you weren’t married?”

“Not in the legal sense.” He ran a hand over his eyes. “Look, I have some pictures I need you to look at.”

And just like that the discussion was over. I was forced to move when Hawk rolled out of bed. I let myself admire his masculine backside as he walked to his dresser, marveling again at how solid and sexy he was. He was physically beautiful to look at. I couldn’t deny the pleasant warmth that flooded my core, or the itch in my palms to touch him. He picked up some snap shots and returned to the bed, holding them down at me.

“What am I looking for?” I asked, glancing at the picture at the top. It was a man getting ready to board a train. Tall, dark, and handsome came to mind. He also looked polished and wealthy.

“Let me know if you recognize anyone.”

The second and third pictures were very similar to the first, at least with respect to the men. They could have all been brothers. I frowned when it dawned on me that they all had something else in common, too, something that I didn’t want to admit, and that was that they all resembled the man that Dane had murdered.

“Look at them closely,” Hawk suggested.

I moved on to the fourth picture. The man was standing at a podium, talking. He was dressed immaculately in a gray suit with a dark coat, which was open. There must have been a breeze, because his jet black hair looked wind-blown. People surrounded him, and it was obvious that the men closest to him were bodyguards. My gaze shifted casually to his face.

I froze.

“Audra?”

Hawk was standing over me. I reluctantly met his quiet, searching eyes, handing him the picture. “This is the man I saw Dane murder.”

Chapter 23

Hawk

Christ, it was fucking over.
I wrapped my hand around Audra’s neck and pulled her to me for a hard kiss. I knew she’d have the softest, sweetest lips, and now that I’d had a taste of her I couldn’t seem to get enough. I intended to take my fill, too, and kiss her anytime I wanted, as much as I wanted. Even this one small indulgence turned me hard, and my dick was rising to the occasion. It didn’t hurt that she was open and giving in my arms, and seriously hot.

If I didn’t break it off soon it would be too late, and I needed to contact Covacks with the news that we’d found his son’s killer. There would be plenty of time for us to fuck our brains out later. “Are you sure, babe?” She nodded. “You know who this man is?” I asked her.

“No. That day was the first time I saw him.”

“He’s the final piece of the puzzle,” I said, backing up from her. “He’s the end of Dane Winthrop.” I smiled at the relief filling her eyes, wondering if she was aware that she was so transparent.

“What does that mean for us?” Audra asked, and I had to give her credit. She wasn’t afraid to speak her mind.

She looked positively wild sitting there naked in my bed, that crazy red hair all around her. There was a faint touch of color on her cheeks, matching the rose on her pretty, slightly parted lips. The same fucking color drew my gaze to her nipples, hard, little crowns begging for my mouth. I followed the path over her large tits, down to the indentation of her waist, and the flare of her hips. My gaze narrowed at the bruises I’d left there when I’d been pounding my dick into her.

I would be the only one to put bruises on her.

Fucking hell, I wanted to fuck her again and leave new bruises, especially when I knew that she’d be dripping wet for me. I wanted to feel her clench around my dick as it thickened inside her, and milk the cum from my balls. Fuck me, I’d never wanted a woman as much as I wanted her. Before I could stop myself I let lust rule my intentions and I reached for her, pulling her to her knees. She sucked in her breath.

“It hasn’t been ten minutes since I had my dick inside you and I fucking want you all over again.” I watched heated awareness flare in her eyes at my harsh words. “I swore I’d never let another woman get to me.”

Her smiling mouth trembled. “Am I getting to you?” she asked in a teasing voice.

“This isn’t a game, babe, I was going to let you go,” I growled down into her face. “But you’re mine, completely.” I ran my hand from above her tits to her knees, touching the wet curls between her thighs as I went. She sighed and parted her legs so that I had complete access. “No one else will touch this body.” I wrapped my hand into her hair and jerked her head back. “No one else will tangle his hand in this hair.” I lowered my face down to hers. “No one else will kiss these fucking lips.” I kissed her roughly, biting and sucking on her bottom lip, groaning in the face of her surrender. “So yes, you are getting to me.”

“You don’t sound very happy about it.”

She’d noticed. I decided to be as honest as I could. “I’m not sure how I feel about it. One minute I want to toss you across my knee and the next I want to tie you to my bed and fuck us both into exhaustion. You’ve been nothing but trouble since I laid eyes on you.”

“But I’m getting to you,” she said smugly.

I growled low, dropping my hands to her ass and squeezing the luscious mounds. “Yes,” I said reluctantly.

“Good to know because you’re getting to me, too, Hawk.” Audra threw herself against me like a wild tiger, kissing me with soft lips while her claws raked over my flesh.

I transferred my hands to her shoulders. I’d meant to push her away because I had shit to do, but I found myself crushing her against me instead. Her nipples were like hard little rocks digging into my chest. As I wrapped my arm around her waist, Audra gave a little jump and curled her legs around mine. The next thing I knew she was falling backwards and taking me with her. My dick found her opening without any trouble and I bottomed out with one plunge.

“Oh!” Audra sighed, arching to meet my thrusts.

“Jesus I can’t get enough of you.” I let my body take over. It felt too fucking good being inside Audra’s wet heat. The urge to fuck her fast and hard soon turned in to more than an impulse, and I was doing just that. “Hold on tight, baby. I’m gonna come so fucking hard.”

“Yes!” she cried out, tightening her thighs against my sides, clawing at my back. She leaned forward, surprising me by licking at my nipple.

“I own you, baby. Say it.”

“You own me!” Audra said without hesitation. “You’re the only man I want, Hawk.”

“Fucking, right!” I growled, feeling my orgasm build. “Now get ready for my cum, baby. I’m gonna put so much inside you that there won’t be room for it all!”

“Yeeess!” she hissed, arching wildly.

I groaned, feeling my dick swelling against her slick walls, which closed around me like a snug glove. Too snug. I was getting ready to explode, but there was no fucking way I was going to come before her. I found her engorged clit and as soon as I pinched it Audra was screaming and shaking out her release. 

“Haaawwwk!”

At the sound of my name dying out on her lips I lost control. Sweet, fucking release poured out of my body, filling the cavity that was even now squeezing and milking my dick. I roared out like a fucking animal claiming his mate, grinding my pelvis against Audra’s. I wanted her to take all of my cum, every last drop, until she was marked with my scent and there would be no questions as to who she belonged to.

I thought my heart was going to explode out of my chest as I collapsed onto her. Her legs unwrapped from around my waist to fall on either side of me. Panting, sweating, totally spent, my dick slowly deflated and slid out of her steamy wetness. Within minutes I felt the change in Audra. She was a little too relaxed, her breathing a little too shallow. I leaned back, not surprised to see that she’d dozed off. I should have been pissed, but I grinned instead. She’d been through a lot. I pushed away from her, covering her with the sheet.

Twenty minutes later I was down in the meeting room, Rock sitting next to me as we made a conference call to Covacks.

Covacks didn’t waste any time. “You have news for me?”

“Dane Winthrop killed your son.” I didn’t waste time either.

I wondered how he would take the news that his partner had done it. After a brief pause he asked, “You’re sure about this?” I’d never heard his tone so cold and deadly before. Guess that answered my question about how he would take it. Winthrop was already dead.

“There was an eye witness.”

“Who? Someone you trust?”

I wasn’t about to admit that I didn’t trust anyone, yet my gut told me that Audra was telling the truth. Rock chuckled to himself because he knew how I felt. “His girlfriend at the time. She was there when it went down. She didn’t know who Winthrop killed, but she picked Dominick’s picture out as the man he’d shot.”

Again there was a significant pause. “So that’s why she ran away from him?”

“Yeah, that and he beat her to keep her quiet.”

“I see.” Silence came over the line. He was thinking again. “I’m curious as to how she came to be in your company, Hawk.”

I could hear the suspicion in his tone. I couldn’t say that I blamed him, either. I’d had my own doubts about Audra in the beginning. I didn’t owe him an explanation, but we had an alliance and it would benefit the club to stay on Covacks’ good side. “Last Hope is a small place. Picked her up at a service station on the way out of town. She was running and scared.”

“So you’re saying it was a coincidence?”

“You don’t believe in coincidences?” I shot back, not giving a fuck if he did or not. I didn’t like the way this was going. “I’d think you’d be more interested in getting the man who killed your only son, not in how his girlfriend came to be in my club. He made a move on her this morning−”

“He was there in Maine?” Covacks sounded surprised.

Looked like we were back on track. “Yeah, flew his private plane in on a private air strip on some farm, but he’s on his way back to Vegas now.”

“So he’s alive,” Covacks murmured, as if to himself.

“That was the condition, wasn’t it?” Rock snickered at my not so subtle attempt to remind Covacks about the reward he’d offered up.

A deep, long breath came across the line. “The money will be wired into your account tomorrow. Have someone call in the morning with the information.” He hung up.

“Well, that was just rude,” Rock joked, sitting back in his chair.

“Can you blame him, brother? His son is dead, and now he’s told that his fucking partner killed him. Not a good day for Covacks.”

“Not a good day for Winthrop.” Rock crossed his arms. “So, looks like your woman was fucking trouble after all, but in a good way. Made the club a shit load of money.” I couldn’t argue with him. “What are you gonna do with her now?”

I gave him a crooked grin, thinking about all the ways that I was going to claim Audra. “I’m claiming her.”

His brows arched. “You don’t say. I didn’t see that coming.”

“Fuck you,” I snarled, grinning.

“Hey, look, I think it’s about time you moved on with your life. You’ve let Sonya ruin yours long enough, brother.” I gave him a hard look for bringing her name up. He shrugged. “Fuck, Hawk. You let her have more control over you in death than you ever did when she was alive.”

If he were anyone else I would have flown over the table and slammed my fist into his face. Rock knew how I felt, knew how fast rage over Sonya’s fucking betrayal could surface. Some of what he said was true. As much as Sonya had destroyed me, had almost destroyed the club, the situation with her had also left me more guarded, stronger to do what I needed to do, and able to put my brothers needs over my own. She’d destroyed my trust in women, but not my ability to protect the club.

Her betrayal had taught me to look beyond tits and pussy, to analyze carefully what was coming my way when a woman got too close. Club girls were predictable and relatively harmless. Sexy little civilians like Audra were aphrodisiacs and poison combined in one tasty swallow.

Best to avoid their kind all together.

Until you couldn’t.

I’d reached that point with Audra. I fucking wanted her. There was no sense in denying it anymore. I don’t think she understood what it meant to belong to me, but she would soon enough. I knew that she was curious about what had happened in my past, that she thought she could tame the beast and make everything all right. Fuck, maybe she could. I’d tell her about Sonya eventually, but when
I
was ready, and not until then.

“What about Dirk, we gonna let him know the heat’s off his club?”

“What club?” I smirked, and Rock laughed, nodding in understanding. “Nah, give it a couple months. Figure by then most of them will have lost interest and realize an MC isn’t worth the trouble. Besides, we don’t need a fucking inept MC around.”

“Now that shit has calmed down, how about we take a trip to Last Hope?”

Rock’s suggestion made me smile, he’d been itching to go. “We’ve been fighting, and now you want more?”

He shrugged. “Different kind of fighting, might be good for the brothers to get away for a few days. Now that this shit is over we can relax a little and enjoy some recreational interests.”

“Won’t be over until Winthrop is dead and six feet under,” I reminded him.

“I doubt Covacks will let any grass grow under his feet.”

I thought about it for a minute. My brothers deserved this. With the huge payout we’d just secured, the club could afford to splurge, and I could use a good fight since I would be denied the satisfaction of killing Dane Winthrop myself. It was too bad that he couldn’t be killed more than once. I wanted to squeeze the fucking life out of him, watch his eyes roll back and his face turn purple, feel his body go limp, all the fucking pleasure Covacks’ was going to experience.