All I Wanna Do (Hell's Phoenix MC Series Book 1)

by Kristine Dugger

  Never in my life did I ever think I would want to officially be the bitch who rode on the back of a biker’s motorcycle. Now, I am claiming and will own that title as James’ old lady.

  I smirk at the thought.

  James breathes heavy, seeing my smile. “I like that smile.”

  “I like that you gave me that smile. James…”

  “Yes.”

  “No other woman is allowed to ride your bike. I’m claiming my spot.”

  With a deep filled belly laugh, he responds, “Oh really!”

  “Damn fuckin’ straight.”

  “That mouth of yours.”

  “Just wait until that mouth is around your cock later. But now, you need to feed me.”

  “All right, babe. Let’s get dressed and go for a ride on the bike.”

  Both of us laugh at his emphasis. He knows damn well he is my new ride. I cannot believe I just claimed my spot on the bike. Good thing he did not argue it. This is going to be a ride I will never forget.

  Chapter 14

  James

  Hayden curls up next to me, her naked body pressed against mine. She is sound asleep. Me, on the other hand, not so much. The sun beams downs on her beautiful marked face. It enrages me to see the purple-blue mark under her eye. This fucker laid a hand on my woman. Technically, she is not mine, yet. She is his, but still, you do not hurt a female like that. Her beautiful face, marked. I am grateful it is only temporary. That asshole has no idea what is coming his way. I know she has not ended it with him, but it will happen this week.

  However, I cannot wait to tell Charlie that mommy and daddy are together. That boy is going to light up. I smile at the thought. I never thought my life would lead in this direction. I was content being single and just fucking random chicks. But the moment I found out I was a father and it was with the mother I could not get out of my head for months, almost a year, it all changed. He is my priority and she is what I want. There is no one else but them. It is as if we started off where we left, in a nutshell. I know this is happening so incredibly fast, but they are it for me. I would marry her in a heartbeat to make us an official family. This is what I want, and I will get what I want. I know she is feeling the same way.

  Her phone starts to ring and vibrate on the nightstand. I grab it and see the name RICHARD appear. I want to answer it so bad and tell him to stay the fuck away but knowing my girl, that would piss her off. I nudge her and say, “Babe. If you don’t answer this, I will. He needs to know.”

  She rubs her eyes and answers, “Give me the phone.”

  I hand her the cell phone and she answers and greets that asshole, “Hey.”

  She listens intently. His grumbles and yells were clear as day. This fucker is pissed off for whatever reason. Hayden takes a deep breath, “Richard, it is fucking over. You hit me. That is a big fat no in my world.”

  She rolls her eyes and continues, “Listen here, asshole. You had your chance. You chose to hit me instead.”

  His yells become louder. A bitch…slut…cunt come from the phone.

  Hayden yells back, “What the hell is wrong with me? What the hell is wrong with you? That was a side of you I have never seen. My son seen it and clearly, my stupid ass was blind by it. You are not worth a future. Don’t ever come around my life.”

  Before she can hang up, he hollers at her, “You fucking bitch. This is not the last of us. You will pay for every bit of this.”

  My girl being my girl, she screams, “Go suck a dick. Good bye!” She hangs up the phone and looks at me and says, “Well, that sucked.”

  I smile, “You are glad it’s done though.”

  “Yeah, but something doesn’t feel right.”

  “Like what?”

  “What he just said. You will pay for every bit of this. It sounds like crazy talk. I’m a little scared.”

  I grab her and wrap my arms around her. “Babe, there is nothing to be scared about. I got you.”

  She rolls her eyes.

  I ask, “What?”

  “I’m a real damsel in distress, aren’t I? But seriously, I don’t need protection of any sort. I have a conceal and carry.”

  A rise in my junk pokes her hip. She looks at me and laughs. Yep, the fact that my baby knows how to use a damn gun turns me the fuck on. She smiles, “So that turns you on, huh?”

  I joke, “Let me show you what I’m concealing and carrying.”

  “Are you going to aim and fire a round at me?”

  I chuckle. I have no clue what to say back to her.

  She grabs hold of my cock. “Let me put it in my mouth before you fire it.”

  “Well, if you want.”

  She bends her body and goes underneath the sheets. Hayden starts to pump my cock before wrapping her gentle mouth around it. Down the shaft she goes. Her head bobs from underneath the sheet. I push the sheet to the side, to see the beauty of her sucking me off. Down she deep throats me, practically sucking the skin off. My eyes roll back while I grab hold of her hair and tug. Her moans vibrate my cock causing it to pulsate. This woman and what she does to me. Instead of fucking her mouth, I want to fuck her. I know I will get my chance. All fucking day, we are not leaving this room. She is all mine these next few days. I love our son, but I don’t have to worry about sharing her attention with him. This is her and my time. For us to take this new relationship to whatever level we feel. She is mine. I am hers.

  She deep throats me once more. I nearly lose all control. I just want to be in her. I moan, “Babe, I need to be inside of you.”

  Her mouth slops off my cock. She demands, “Do me from behind, then!”

  She gets on all fours, pointing her little tush up in the air. I get behind her and slide in. She is beyond smooth and wet. This isn’t going to take long. I grab hold of her hips, and pump.

  She moans, “Grab my hair.”

  This is definitely not going to take long. I grab her hair and twist. One hand on her hip and the other grabbing her hair, I thrust once more. And again.

  She moans, “You can hit me harder than that.”

  I slam my hips into her ass. Yips escape her. I go harder. She screams, “YES!”

  Then harder and faster. In and out. My cock tightens up. Hayden moans, “Right there. Oh my God.”

  And I lose it. Pressing my hips against her tenacious ass, exploding my load in her. I slow pump her a few more times before I remove myself from her. She falls to the bed, sighing in relief. She moans, “Damn.”

  I laugh to myself. Only my girl would say that after amazing sex. But I have to agree with her. She is more than enough woman for me. She is everything. I lay next to her. Her face smashed against the pillow. She smirks, “That was fun.”

  Her hair falls in front of her gorgeous face. I push the flimsy hair behind her ear. An angelic smile appears on her face. Without hesitating, I say “Do you realize how beautiful you are?”

  “Not until you just said it.”

  “I want to tell you every day for the rest of your life how beautiful you are.”

  “James.”

  “Fuck, woman, you are making me feel weird.”

  She giggles, “Weird? Well, you make me feel weird too.”

  “Let’s continue the weirdness.” I slam my lips against hers.

  Just to say, I fucked the weird in her more.

  Hayden

  My pussy hurts. Holy moly. You know the term, “humping like rabbits”? That has been James and me all day. I finally had to tell him to put his special friend away and let my girlie parts heal. Can you imagine having a giant sized hammer pounding you until you couldn’t feel anymore. Well, I lost feeling sometime this afternoon. However, the feeling to burst into euphoria never went away. That man and all his glory is rocking my entire world. The sex is beyond mind blowing, but that isn’t the only thing. The way he is protective over me. I did not ask for that kind of protection, but it is real. There is no hesitation about it. He wanted to take care of me despite the fact I am capable of taking care
of myself. When I told him I had a gun, it turned him on.

  When I was with Richard, he hated that I had a gun. Maybe because his true self came out when he got angry with me and hit me. He was afraid I would use it on him. He is lucky I didn’t. I would shoot his damn balls off. But here is the thing, when he hit me, I was at a standstill. Shock, per se. I should have fought back but I didn’t. I took the blows to the head. Then I lied about the truth to James. But he knew better. James is like a gentle giant. He took care of me that night and in the morning. It was all natural for him. Like we have been together for years. Maybe, in some ways, our hearts were together. We just did not know it. The way I am feeling about him is unlike anything I have ever felt before. Almost five years have gone by without seeing each other, but it is like we have always been in each other’s lives. I want to be with him. My eyes are only for him. I look at him and see the man I could grow old with. Riding on the back of his bike, snuggling tight, and enjoying the scenery and each other. My gut is telling me there are more children in our future. Okay, this is so damn odd. One fucking week and I am falling, falling fucking hard. Is this even possible? Is it too quick? This feels so right on so many levels. I want to be forever James’ girl.

  Despite my lower end hurting like a bitch, we go for a long motorcycle ride. James showed me a side of Nebraska I have never seen before. Lots of cornfields and cows, but it is serene. James is beyond comfortable maneuvering his bike, especially down the gravel roads. We stop at a few dive bars in whatever small town we ride through. This is what I have been missing for so long. Now, I understand why my mother was so addicted to bikers. It is the ride. Holding onto your man, the wind in your hair, where no one can see you breaking the law, and just losing yourself, surrounded by mother nature and her beauty. This is the reason I am attracted to bikers, but not just any biker. One in particular, James. This is home.

  Knowing that Charlie is in good hands, we left our phones at the cabin. We pull up to the cabin around midnight. The sky is clear with the moon reflecting off the lake. James and I are both exhausted. We walk into the cabin and kick off our boots. James looks at me and says, “I’m going to check my phone. Be right back, babe.”

  I walk to our hideaway retreat. The bedroom. I start to take off my clothes. My phone is on the nightstand. I look at the screen and notice I have ten missed calls, all from my mother. Every missed call had a voicemail attached to it. The calls started about an hour ago. In a panic, I begin to dial my mother. Something is wrong. Shit.

  The phone rings and rings. No pick up. I scream for James. He didn’t come. I run out into the great room in my underwear and bra. James is sitting on the couch with the phone glued to his ear. I holler, “James, what’s going on?”

  He gets up from the couch and hands me the phone and says, “It’s your mother. You need to talk to her.”

  I reach for the phone, almost fumbling it. With concern in my tone, I ask, “Is Charlie okay?”

  She cries, “Charlie is missing.”

  The tears start to form in my eyes. “What do you mean, he is missing?”

  “I’m sorry. We had an early night and went to bed. I woke up around 10:30 to check on Charlie and he wasn’t in his bed. I screamed. Ralphie ran to the bedroom. And…”

  “What, mom?”

  “The front door was wide open, but it wasn’t a break in. This person had a key.”

  I drop the phone in shock. James looks at me worried. Fucking Richard kidnapped my son.

  James asks, “What?”

  I broke down, screaming, “Richard took Charlie.”

  His worried expression turns to rage. “What??”

  “We need to go, now.” I run to our room, getting myself dressed. I pack my clothes into my duffle bag and head out to the living room. James was on the phone, “Did you call the cops?” He pauses, “Did you call the club? We will be home soon.”

  The fire in his eyes burns holes into me. I demand, “We are leaving now.”

  He runs his hand through his hair. “I knew I should’ve changed the locks before we left.” He turns and punches a hole through the wall.

  I scream, “James.”

  He looks at me and breaks down. “This is my fault. I was too busy protecting you, I forgot to protect the most important person in my life. Fuck, I was thinking with my dick again.”

  I walk over to him and hug him. His eyes are watering. He cannot feel like this. I need him to be the strong one.

  “James, don’t think like that. We didn’t know this was going to happen. Let’s just get home and get our son.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  I cry, “Stop it. We are going to get that fucker and make him pay.”

  “Damn straight. It is time to ride.”

  I kiss James and we run off to his motorcycle. I cannot believe Richard kidnapped our son. Fuck killing him, I am going to shoot off his balls and feed them to the neighbor’s dog. No one will hurt our son.

  Chapter 15

  James

  Multiple motorcycles line the street to Hayden’s house. I hate this feeling, being helpless. Hayden cried the entire trip back. We were several hours away, and it felt like so much longer than the mere two hours were. Red and blue lights are flashing as we pull into the driveway. Before I can turn the bike off, Hayden jumps off and runs into the house. Adrenaline is what keeps us awake on the way home. I climb off my bike and out walks Ralphie and Ajax. Following them is Smith, Frankie, and Goldie. Ajax walks up to me and hugs me. He says, “We are going to get this asshole before the cops do. We will have our own justice.”

  Ralphie is next. He says, “They just issued an Amber Alert. How’s Hays holding up?”

  I glare at him. I answer, “How’s Cilla holding up?”

  “Not good at all, son.”

  “Same goes for Hays.”

  “We’re going to get this asshole.”

  “Damn straight.”

  Smith comes up to me and asks, “What do you need me to do?”

  Frankie states, “You know I can run some background on him and then blow some shit up.”

  I laugh at my science nerd of a friend.

  Goldie reacts, “Fuck blowing shit up. We are sniping his ass.”

  I love my brothers. They are what is going to get me through this damn nightmare. However, I have to have the law do its thing, but doesn’t mean we are not going to try. I am a hundred percent sure my brothers will find this asshole first. There better not be a single bruise on Charlie’s body. If so, Richard is going to die a slow and painful death. He will meet his maker. That maker is me. Next generation Hell’s Phoenix MC will make sure of it.

  I walk into the house to see Hayden and Cilla crying as they hold each other. The police officer is scratching his head. Hayden lets go of her mother and heads to the kitchen. She soon comes back out with a picture in her hand. She states, “This is him. He is the only other person who has access to my house.”

  The officer looks at her and says, “In all respect ma’am, why did he have access to your home?”

  This line of questioning enrages me. I walk over to the police officer and interrupt, “Because we haven’t changed the locks yet. I suggest you stop drilling her with useless questions and find our son.”

  He looks me up and down and responds, “Sir, we will do everything in our power to find your son. Trust me.”

  “I hope so.”

  He finishes up his questioning and advises us that they will find our son once more. It is not a good enough answer for me. My son should have been found as soon as they called it in.

  After the officer leaves, my brothers and I are sitting in the living room of Hayden’s house. She is an absolute mess. I am ready to explode my fury on this asshole who took our son.

  Frankie hangs up his phone and says, “All right, Shep at the University is going to do some digging.” Shep is Frankie’s colleague. He helps us with all our intel. We are fucking lucky as hell to have him. He can hack into any system you want him
to. Actually, he teaches students to become professional hackers. Frankie continues, “It won’t take him long to track his phone.”

  I run my hand through my hair and respond, “This fucking sucks. I feel useless.”

  Ajax chimes in, “Bro, we will find Charlie. I called some of the prospects to come over and watch the ladies. If you want to start riding and looking, I’ll stay here until they arrive.”

  “I don’t even know where to start.”

  Frankie’s cell rings. He answers, “What do you have for me?” Nodding his head to whatever Shep was saying. “Oh. Okay. Text it to me.” He ends his call and looks at me. “Give it a second. We pinged his home address. The phone is there.” A whistle noise came in. Frankie looks at his cell. His fingers fiddle with his phone and mine dings. His attention is still toward me. “That’s the fucker’s address. You ready to ride?”

  I look at Ajax. He responds, “Go. Text me his address and I will be there shortly.”

  Hayden comes barging out of the kitchen and states, “You’re not leaving without me.”

  I stand in front of her and say, “Babe, that’s not a good idea.”

  “Like hell it isn’t. First, he hits me. Now, he has my son. Hell no. I’m going.”

  I grab her waist and pull her close to me and look into her panicked brown eyes. “Babe, I need you here. This isn’t going to be pretty when we find them.”

  “Damn it, James, I need to be there.”

  She tries to get out of my hold. “Woman, you are staying here. I know you are safe here.”

  “I need to know if my son is okay. If he hurt him, I will kill him.” She starts to break down and cry.

  I wrap my arms around her tighter. “Babe, you will get your revenge. Trust me. But you need to stay here until we know Charlie is safe.”

  “If you find him, you will bring him right home?”