by Katie Ball
Talon pulled into a little parking lot. It was deserted, not a soul around for miles. Just the two of us. Shutting off his bike, he helped me climb off.
I spotted the little trail leading down to the shore. Was that where we were heading?
Feeling Talon’s eyes on me, I glanced his way. I found him gazing down at me. My cheeks flushed from his ravenous stare. He had such a powerful effect on me. I craved more of him…all of him. That was a dangerous thought. A man like him would never want someone like me. Even if he did, it would only be for a brief moment. I had a feeling that once I got a taste of him, I would only want more. He would become my addiction.
“Come on.” Taking my hand, he led the way. Walking down to the shore.
It was so quiet out here. You could hear the gentle breeze. The odd noise coming from the trees. The lapping of the water. This whole place felt like a sacred paradise.
Talon slipped off his cut along with his jacket, laying them down on the ground. Letting me sit down first, then he plopped down next to me. Sighing as he took in the view in front of him.
“So…why have you brought me here Talon?” Sneaking a little look in his direction.
“This is my own little slice of heaven. My sanctuary. A place I come when I need to get away from everything.” And he brought me here? Sharing this part of himself with me. I knew that wouldn’t have been easy to do.
“And now I know about your little escape spot.” A place I would cherish.
“You do. I want you to know this place Hazel. I want it to be your sanctuary as well, if you want it to be, that is.” My heart swooned at his sweet words. Underneath that tough exterior, he had a gentle heart. Something he kept to himself, I doubt many people got to see this side of him.
“I would like that.” To share this special place with him.
Laying back now, I watched the stars twinkling high up there in the night-time sky. The moon was shining down on us, covering everything in a silvery hue.
Talon joined me, lying right next to me. Sighing once he got comfortable. We just stayed here in silence for a little while. Listening to the hushed noises around us. I found myself paying close attention to Talon’s breathing. It was so steady, so soothing. There was something comforting about his presence.
“What you thinking about?” He questioned, wondering what the hell was going on in my mind. Glancing his way, I found him watching me intently. Having those intense emerald eyes on me didn’t help me to stay calm. Remembering what it was like to have his body pressed against me. His lips melting against mine. His fingers caressing me so perfectly. I wanted that again and so much more.
“Just enjoying this…the peace.” I don’t think I had ever just stopped and admired the night sky. Always rushing around, never pausing for a moment. Not like this.
“It’s one of my favourite spots. It helps drown out all the noise.” I could see why. It was like all my problems were being kept at bay, like they weren’t welcome here.
“I love it.” I leaned my head against him now, resting against his arm. He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of my head, breathing me in. My hands reached out and wrapped around his big burly arm. Clinging onto him, longing to stay right here until the end of time.
“Hazel…I want to make my intentions clear to you.” His intentions? I stayed quiet, letting him speak. Unsure if I could even talk right now. He had left me speechless. “I want you, love. I want you to be mine.”
Was he for real? He wanted me? No, I had to be dreaming right now. There was no way this was real.
“I don’t understand.” My brain felt like it was about to explode.
“Love, I want you.” Trying to make it clear what he was saying. Not wanting there to be any confusion, though it was very obvious what he was declaring.
“So, you don’t want just one night with me?” Frowning down at me, wondering why I would think that.
“Hazel, the way I’m feeling, I know one-night won’t ever be enough. I’ll need more, much more. I want all your nights and all your days.” He wanted more, from me? He could have anyone he wanted, why me?
“Talon, I don’t do this. I don’t know the first thing about actually being with someone.” Unsure how I was even meant to act, I had no clue what I was doing. I was treading on new territory right now and it terrified me.
“You haven’t dated anyone?” I never wanted anyone in that way. Never even entertained the idea…until Talon.
“I never wanted to. I thought for a long time, it wasn’t possible. That Nathan had ruined that for me. Broken me beyond repair. The idea of having a man anywhere near me, left my skin crawling.” Realising what I was saying, he wrapped his arms around me. Tucking me into his side, cradling me against him. Pressing soft kisses to my forehead.
“I get it, love. I’m not going to force anything on you. If you don’t want to do this, just say.” He thought I was saying I didn’t want him. That I could never desire anyone including him. He had no idea what I was feeling for him…I needed him to know.
“Talon, I want you too. I didn’t ever think I would get to that point. But your all I can think about. It’s like you’ve breathed a spark of life into my hollow soul. Making me want you in a way I don’t truly understand.” He tucked a loose piece of my hair behind my ear. Running his finger along my jawline. His emerald eyes burning so bright for me. Pleased that I was right there with him, drowning in this need for one another.
“You have the power here Hazel. This is on your terms.” What did I do to deserve him? A powerful King who put the fear of god into many men, and yet with me, he was so gentle…so caring. A protector…a warrior…a lover and I wanted him to be mine.
“Talon, kiss me.” He was frozen for a second as he processed what I was asking. Then he crushed those lips against mine and I felt the world being swept away. Sparks of sheer wonder raced throughout my body, drowning everything else out.
Suddenly everything felt right. Like I was exactly where I was supposed to be. Right here…with Talon.
The way his lips moved against mine, the way he tasted on my tongue, is this what heaven feels like?
He moved now, covering me with his body…fitting perfectly against mine. This was just where I wanted him. Grabbing hold of his shirt keeping him right here with me. My other hand ran through his hair, teasing him. God, it felt like silk between my fingers.
I sighed with how good he felt. It was not something I ever thought I would find. Yet, here I was, losing myself to this man.
We pulled apart briefly, I felt like I was struggling for breath. He had taken all the air out of my lungs. Leaning his forehead against mine.
“I’m with you Hazel.” Pulling him back in for another kiss, not ready for this to be over. Feeling his hand sneak under my blouse, trailing a blazing path up my body. My skin set alight as he teased his way up my ribs. Finding the curve of my breasts. Slipping underneath my bra, cupping my achy peeks, massaging me. Rolling my tight, sensitive nipples between his fingers causing my back to arch into his touch.
“You need me to stop…just say Hazel.” This was what I needed, what I craved so badly. The idea of asking him to stop sounded ludicrous. Wriggling underneath him, needing more. My legs were parted for him, allowing him to press himself right between them, letting me feel his hardening cock. Whimpering with need for him.
“Please Talon.” Ravishing the side of my neck with his greedy kisses. Lifting my blouse up now, revealing my bare breasts to the night-time breeze. He shook his head in disbelief.
“Fuck Hazel, you’re so heavenly.” His mouth descended on my chest, covering my breasts with his sweet, sensual kisses. Running his tongue around my aching peaks.
I couldn’t believe I was doing this right now. We were in the middle of nowhere. A road not far from us. Anyone could drive past and see us. Yet…I didn’t care. I needed this, I needed him.
“I need a taste of you, love.” Nodding wildly, not denying him anything.
He unbuttoned
my jeans, dragging them down my trembling legs. Biting my lip as I watched him lean down and press his lips against my thighs. His hand slipping between them, parting them for him. Slowly kissing his way up to my panties. His fingers pushed them to the side, exposing me to him. Finding me pulsing with heat for him.
Without warning, he dove right in. Face buried between my legs, right where I needed him the most.
“Holy fuck.” Throwing my head back as his tongue ran between my folds. His hands gripping onto my thighs. Holding them apart, giving him all the access, he could need.
My fingers grabbed fistfuls of his hair as he worked me up with his tongue, licking at my throbbing core. The way he lapped at my most sacred place was mind-blowing. Slowly flattening his tongue, then twirling it around my quivering bud. Making me see stars around the edge of my vision. My hips bucking against his face, unable to stay still. Chasing the high only he could give me. His hands pinned me down now, keeping me right where he wanted me.
“Talon.” Making eye contact with him. I saw his hungry eyes staring right back at me, making me moan even more. My breathing quickened, not sure how much more I could take.
“Come for me, love. I want you on my tongue. I want to drown in you.” That was it…the final straw…I was screaming out for him. Not able to hold it back anymore. Crying out to the heavens as I came for him. Shaking from the intensity of my orgasm. My vision fading around the edge. I felt like I might black out from the pleasure raking through me.
“Mmm.” Groaning as he cleaned me up with that magical tongue of his. Taking his sweet time, not wanting to miss any of it.
“I think I just passed out a little.” Trying to catch my breath. Thankful for the cool evening air washing over me, cooling my feverish skin down.
“You alright there darling?” Locking eyes with him once more. I saw a cheeky smirk on his face, way too pleased with himself. Crawling up my body to press those sinful lips against mine. There was something so fucking sexy about being able to taste me on his lips. Almost like it was an aphrodisiac.
“I might need a minute.” He chuckled as he helped me get dressed. Wondering why he wasn’t taking this all the way? I mean, I was spread wide open for him, a complete mess, all but begging for him to drive himself deep within me.
So why isn’t he fucking me right now?
“They’ll be plenty of time for that, love.” Reading my damn mind. “I should get you back.” I didn’t want to leave but he was right. I needed to process what the hell just happened. Catch my breath after this heated moment we just shared.
He helped me to my feet, keeping his arm around me. Supporting me, did he know how badly my legs were shaking? I’m guessing so.
We grabbed our stuff and headed back to his bike. Heading back to reality.
Was I ready for it?
No but we couldn’t hide out here forever.
It was nice to have some clarity about Talon’s feelings. Not having to wonder what he wanted or if he was even interested. He had made his intentions very clear.
This was the beginning for us.
Talon
After I dropped Hazel off at Paradiso’s, I headed out to the clubhouse. Leaving her in the care of Trigger and Gunner. I trusted them to keep her safe. I had made it clear if anything happened to her, there would be hell to pay. She was to be protected at all costs. She was too fucking important to me.
I didn’t want to leave her, not after what just happened. I wanted to take her to bed. Strip us down and curl up in bed with one another. Feel her against my skin. Cradle her against me. Feel her drift off into peaceful dreams. I just wanted her close to me.
It was fucking torture right now. I could still taste her on my tongue., reminding me of her sweetness, hungry for more. Seeing her on that shore, bathed in moonlight. Back arched, breasts in the air. Eyes closed, panting with need. Feeling her body shake and tremble for me. She was ravishing, absolutely breath-taking. A divine being letting me worship at her sacred temple. Drinking from her fountain of youth. I couldn’t wait to drink from her again…and again…and again.
Parking up outside the clubhouse, I saw that Dalton was already here. He wasn’t alone, by the looks of it he had two of his club brothers with him. Once this meeting was done, I was heading back to my woman. I would slip into her bed and cuddle her all fucking night long.
When I stepped inside, it looked like the Madmen were being well taken care of. Tank and Mac were on hosting duties, keeping them supplied with alcohol and club girls. Though they both looked happy to see me stomp through the door.
“Here he is.” Announcing my arrival, pleased they were no longer responsible for these Madmen.
Dalton moved past Mac, hauling me in for a friendly hug, clapping me on the back.
There was a time when the Kings and the Madmen were rivals. Wouldn’t even be in the same room as one another. Eager to kill each other.
Times have changed though.
Dalton saw a chance to end the rivalry between us. There were talks of an alliance when my dad was still president. It was all on track to being agreed on. Then one of the Madmen decided to try to rise through the ranks by murdering my dad. Bragging about it, hoping it would gain him Dalton’s favour. It didn’t. He kicked him out of The Madmen, leaving him unprotected. Then he told me exactly who murdered my father in cold blood.
It allowed us to join forces, to become allies. I considered Dalton a friend, someone I trusted.
“Good to see you Talon.” He hadn’t changed, still looking as gruff as ever. Long black hair pulled back into a braid. Pale blue eyes staring back at me. He was older than me. It wasn’t too long ago he turned forty if I remember correctly.
“What brings you here Dalton?” Needing this to speed along. The quicker they were out of here, the quicker I could get back to Hazel.
“Maybe we should go somewhere with less ears.” Taking the hint. Not wanting to discuss business out here, too many curious ears around.
Leading the Madmen back to my office. Dalton hadn’t come alone, which was not surprising. He had his right-hand man with him. Hunter, a vicious son of a bitch. Then there was Fang. As deadly as they come. He had a thing for slitting throats with his trusted knives. They were the kind of men you wanted on your side. To have them as enemies…well, you wouldn’t survive long. Maybe that’s why we got on so well, us Kings were ruthless bastards when we needed to be to.
Once we were tucked away in my office, Dalton got down to the reason he was here.
“Torch is making a move on Lockdale as well.” So not only were they sniffing around my town, but they were also after Dalton’s as well. Fuck.
They must be looking to expand. Drugs were their main line of business. Obviously, they wanted to funnel them into Oakley and Lockdale as well. Getting greedy by the sounds of it. Torch could keep that shit away from my territory.
“It looks that way. His getting cocky isn’t he.” Why the sudden change of attitude?
“Why piss us both off? They haven’t got the manpower to take on one of our clubs, let alone both.” Hunter raised a good point.
“You think they got some backing?” It was possible. If they were expanding, then it was more likely they were getting into bed with someone else. Maybe one of the cartels. If they were trying to get rid of both us and the Madmen, then they were looking to take over a hell of a lot of land. Needing us out the way to do it.
“How the fuck do we deal with this?” Tank questioned.
The Wild Hounds were nothing to us. We can take them out of commission within the blink of an eye. If they have backing though, I want to know whose supporting them. For all I know, they might level the playing field. We needed more information.
“Maybe we should set up a meeting with Torch. See if we can’t remind him who the fuck he is dealing with.” I didn’t want to start a war. The bloodshed was something I wanted to avoid. If it came to it though, I wouldn’t hesitate. I would protect my family and I would protect Oakley. Leaving
a trail of bodies in my wake if need be.
“I’d like to sit in on that meeting.” Dalton didn’t want to be left out of this.
“That goes without saying.” I wanted to nip this shit storm in the bud before it even had chance to really take off.
“Call me when you’ve set it up.” With his business concluded, Dalton and his men left.
Leaning back in my chair now, hands clasped in my lap. How the fuck did we get here? Why would they suddenly think they could mess with us? What had changed?
“What the hell do we do now?” Mac asked. Worried what this meant for us, for our families, for our homes and for our club.
“We meet with Torch. If he doesn’t listen to our warning, then we send a message to the Hounds. Making it very clear what happens when you fuck with the Kings of Chaos.” They both nodded in agreement. Tank looked hungry for a fight, more than ready to snap some necks.
“Should I debrief the others?” Shaking my head. Not ready for this to be public knowledge yet.
“No. For now, we keep this on a need-to-know basis. Once the meeting is done, we can inform the rest the club what is happening. At least then, we’ll have a clearer picture of the situation.” I needed more information before I relayed this to everyone else. I needed to know what the fuck we were dealing with.
The Wild Hounds had fucked with the wrong club. They were going to regret that. The Kings would make sure of it.
Chapter Ten
Hazel
A few days had passed, with no sign of my stepfather. It was unnerving. Knowing he was out there, hidden away, just waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
I stayed close to the Kings. Thanks to them, I was never on my own.