His Sweet Treat (Steel Daggers MC Book 1)

by Elisa Leigh

  She nods, knowing it’s happening. I step between her luscious thighs and pull her that much closer to me. Her bottom lip slips out of her mouth, wet and plump. While I want to take this slow, make this perfect for her, she’s making it hard for me. I slam my mouth on hers, and she moans, grabbing the front of my shirt and pulling me closer. When her mouth opens, and her tongue peeks out, licking the seam of my lips, I lose any control I was holding.

  I tangle my hand in her hair and pull, controlling the kiss and owning her. She mewls, and I know she’s into it every bit as I am. We’re all tongues and hands and touch. She’s just become the single most important person in my life. They say love doesn’t happen this fast, that it takes months, even years to know and be sure. I know with every piece of me that she’s the woman I’ll be spending the rest of my days with.

  Three

  Emersen

  I pull away and stare at the man trying to consume my soul, and doing an excellent job of it. Slowly, I unwrap myself from around him and place my hands on my lap, looking anywhere but at him. I am not this girl. I’ve kissed a few guys, but I sure as hell didn’t do it in a room full of people, and it has never been as hot as that had just been.

  Ryker lifts my chin so I’m looking back at him. “Hey. Don’t do that. Don’t pull away from what we just shared.”

  “You don’t have to do that. Don’t use those cheap lines on me. I’m not sleeping with you, Ryker. You might as well go find someone else to take home tonight because it isn’t going to be me.”

  Immediately his handsome face contorts in anger, and then he’s got me in a fireman’s hold carrying me only God knows where. What the hell? I have no idea where he’s taking us, and if I’m really honest, I’m more worried he’s going to hurt himself carrying me. I’m not some waif of a girl. I’ve got some meat on my bones and plenty of curves.

  “Hey! What are you doing?” I scream. I start hitting him and realize I’m slapping his ass. His very fine, very muscular ass. I start giggling. The man has got a fantastic ass. I go from spanking him to grabbing it and massaging it. He stops in the middle of the room and turns back towards the bar.

  “How many?” He asks the cute guy behind the bar. He quickly holds up four fingers.

  “Of what?” Ryker growls.

  The guy behind the back of the bar rubs the back of his neck and looks at Ryker nervously. Chris or Chad or something, I don’t know I can’t think straight says “Whiskey doubles.”

  “Fuck.” Ryker sets me down on my feet but keeps ahold of me, so I don’t fall. “Come on sweetheart.” He pulls me against his side, and I slide my arm around his waist, holding on tight, trying to keep up with his long stride. Mmm, he’s warm and solid.

  We leave the main bar area and walk into a dark hallway with a few doors. We walk to the last one on the left, and he pulls me in and sits us on a leather couch.

  “What was that in there? Did I make you feel like all I wanted from you was your pussy?”

  I think over the last couple of hours, and he’s been nothing but respectful and kind. I’ve fucked up. I let my fears rule my tongue, and I pushed him away. “I’m sorry Ryker, it’s just, that kiss and your hands. And you really know how to draw out the feels ya’ know. I was scared it wasn’t real.”

  He says nothing and goes to the desk and starts to straighten it up. I stand up from the couch but sway a little. Damn, these whiskeys are catching up with me. I never could hold my liquor. That last beer must have done me in. I hold the arm of the couch, but am unable to stand straight.

  “Sit down Emersen before you hurt yourself. I’ll be just a minute.”

  “Look, I’m going to go home, Ryker. Thanks for, umm before, I think. I need to get home, though. So, nice to meet you and all.”

  “Babe, sit down. I’m taking you home. Give me five minutes to shut down.”

  “Oh, you don’t have to do that. I can make it home. I’ll just catch an Uber.”

  “No, the fuck you won’t. Sit your sweet ass down. Five minutes, and we’ll be out of here.”

  Asshole. How dare Ryker speak to me that way. Except he called me babe and said, I had a sweet ass. I swear if any other person talked to me that way I’d be out the door. There’s something about him, though. There’s this need inside me, pulling me to him. For the first time in my life, I’ve felt something more than a slight attraction. I sit back down on the couch. The freaking comfortable couch. I take my wings off and curl up, watching him and waiting for him to finish.

  Ryker

  In the couple of minutes, it took me to shut things down and put the essentials away, Emersen has fallen aspleep on the couch. Guess we aren’t riding the bike home. While I mourn the loss of not having her wrapped around me, her safety will always come first. I text Prince to bring me the keys to his truck. It’s a good thing his bike was in the shop, or I’d have to wait for someone to bring me my truck.

  Watching my woman sleep has me thinking about who’s at home waiting for her. After that kiss, there’s no way she’s in a serious relationship. If someone is sniffing around her, I’ll be shutting it down quick.

  Prince walks in and sees my girl asleep, and his eyebrows draw together. “What are you doing here Ryk? I know I told you that you needed to get laid, but I’m sure you could find someone that’s, I don’t know, awake.” He jokes.

  “Shut the fuck up and give me the keys.”

  He laughs and tosses me his keys. I throw mine at his head, but he catches them before they hit.

  “Really though. You good?”

  “I’m great. We’re great.” I say to him while staring at Emersen.

  “Is she legal?”

  “What do you think?”

  He smirks and nods back. “Just checking. Let’s get you and your girl home.”

  I walk to the couch and pick Emersen up, hoping not to wake her. I take her out the back and Vince helps me out by opening her door, so I can get her in and buckled up. He tells me to call him in the morning. I flip him off.

  I hope I’ll be too busy to call in the morning, I might be calling tomorrow night. He’s going to have to take the reins tomorrow. While he usually screws around and acts like he gives zero shits about anything, I know he can man up when necessary.

  I drive in the opposite direction of her apartment. I told her I’d take her home, and that’s precisely what I do.

  Four

  Emersen

  W hy is it so hot? Hold up. Whose bed am I in and why is he holding me like he has every right to? I’ve never been in a guy’s bed before, never even been on a bed with a guy. Let me be very clear, my lady flower hasn’t been touched by any bees, not even a quick fly by. I’m a freaking virgin, and I’m in bed with a man, a big man judging by the pole that is digging into my ass. Remembering last night, the only person who I could be with would be Ryker, but he said he was taking me home. I wiggle around and try to scoot away, but he pulls me back even closer than before.

  “Emersen, I need you to stop moving your fantastic ass against me,” he rasps in my ear. He rubs his nose against the back of my neck, and I swear to Jesus, he just smelled me. The throbbing between my legs is almost painful.

  “Ryker?”

  “Yeah, honey. I’m the only man who’d be wrapped around you. There’s no other mother fucker going to be touching you again.”

  “Ever. You’re the first one to be this close to me.” I whisper.

  He slips his hand under the t-shirt I’m wearing and snakes his hand up my stomach and grabs my boob. He pinches my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it around.

  “I haven’t been with a woman in years. Do you hear me Emersen? It’s been years. I have you here in my bed rubbing me down, and all I can think about is slipping between your sweet thighs and thrusting home.”

  “Shit baby you have to stop moving or I’m going to paint your back with my cum.”

  He rubs my stomach, and the more I rub my ass against him the lower his hand moves.

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p; He slips his hand under the top of my panties, finding my clit and rubbing gentle circles before moving lower and inserting two fingers into my core. “Eeeemmm. Fuck baby your pussy is so wet.”

  “Yeahhh,” I stutter out.

  He chuckles darkly and starts pumping his thick fingers into me while rubbing my clit with his thumb. I’ve never been touched this way, never wanted anyone to do this to me. Having Ryker owning every single one of my firsts is entirely right.

  “Ryker,” I whine not knowing what I need or want, just knowing I need more, and I need it now.

  “I know sweetness. Just ride it with me. I’ll get you there.”

  I fall apart around his hand, my body shuttering against his front. A second later he’s flipping me over on my back, and his mouth is on mine. He owns me with this kiss, but then he pulls away. Before I can protest he’s pulling his shirt off me and then his tongue is twirling around my pert nipple. He licks and sucks, and bites, before moving to the next one and giving it the same amount of love. Holding onto his shoulders, I take everything this man is giving me.

  Shoving my hand under his boxer briefs, I feel the evidence of his release. He is still hard and throbbing when I wrap my fingers around his big dick. I pump him slowly, learning how he likes it. When he starts thrusting in tandem with my hand. I’m proud I’m able to give him the same pleasure he’s giving me.

  He kisses up my chest to my neck. He’s sucking and licking and kissing. I didn’t know a mouth could make you feel this good because he’s doing it and I’m falling all in.

  “Do you want this Emersen? Are you ready for me to take your sweet cherry?” His voice is all husky, and he’s pumping lazily into my hand.

  He’s hovering above me, one of his hands is next to my head, the other caressing my cheek. “Sweetheart, I can wait if you want to. We take this as far as you want. I’m here, I’ll be here tomorrow, and every day after that. Don’t think this is all I want from you. This is only the start for us. You hear me Em?”

  I nod. Ryker’s eyes bore into mine like he’s looking for answers I’m not giving him. He backs away, but my legs wrap around his hips, not wanting him to leave.

  “No,” I say like a petulant child.

  He unwraps my legs, and I swear to all that is holy I almost start bawling. Before the tears in my eyes fall, he’s dragging my panties down my thighs and throwing them somewhere. He looks at me, and we share a thousand words in mere seconds.

  He gets off the bed, and I watch him shove his briefs down his legs. Then he’s back, crawling back to me.

  “Let me see it.” He rasps.

  “What?” I breathe. Whatever he wants to see I’ll show him. I’ll give him everything.

  “The part of you that’s going to bring me to my knees every damn day for the rest of my life.”

  I spread my thighs as wide as I can, but he shoves them further apart. I’m my most vulnerable and at ease as I’ve ever felt in my life. My heart is beating rapidly, and I can’t catch my breath, and I want it all. The adrenaline pulsing through my veins has my senses heightened. Every touch, sound, taste is magnified. I’m going to remember this moment for the rest of my life.

  “Your kisses were sweet. How about this pussy? Is it going to be as sweet as candy? Are you going to be my sweet treat?”

  Before I can come up with an answer to that, he shoves his face into my needy, dripping pussy. Using his thumbs, he spreads me open and licks from my asshole up to my clit. He loves my pussy so good bringing me to the edge twice before finally letting me come.

  When the shocks are minor tremors, he shifts, so his dick is laying between my lips. He puts his arm under my back, holding the top of my shoulder. With his other hand, he rubs his thumb across my lips.

  “We do this and you’re mine Emersen. I’m bringing you in and making you a part of every piece of my world. I’m the president of an MC, and it’s a big part of my life. I won’t give you up, but I’ll slow us down ‘til you are ready to accept every part of me.”

  “If giving myself to you is what it takes, I’m yours. Take me, Ryker, make me yours completely.”

  “I meant it when I said it’s been years for me Em. I decided a long time ago that the next person I fucked would be the last person. I’m almost forty, and I’ve never felt for anyone the way I feel for you. I’ve known you less than a day, but the depth of my feelings for you are far beyond what I’ve ever known. I choose you Emersen.”

  “I choose you too Ryker. I don’t have the words to express how I feel for you, and it sounds lame to say ‘me too,' but I’m right there with you, I feel it too.”

  “Are you on the pill?”

  “The pill? No, there was never a reason to be.”

  “I don’t have a condom. We do this, I’m putting my baby in you. You good with that?”

  “Mmm, yes.”

  He kisses my temple and positions himself at my entrance.

  “I’m sorry,” he whispers before shoving into the hilt.

  It’s not the pain I was expecting, but the burn from the fullness is far from comfortable. He doesn’t move, except for the kisses he’s placing all over my face.

  I begin to squirm and move under him, which isn’t much since he’s pinned me down with his body. I shove my fingers through his hair and pull so he’s looking at me.

  “I need you to move. I need you to make love to me and make me feel everything your words did to my heart.”

  Five

  Ryker

  E very time I slide inside her pussy my eyes roll to the back of my head in sheer bliss. Being inside Emersen is better than I could have imagined.

  “Ryker, it’s too much.”

  “I know beautiful. It’s never like this. It’s you. You are making this everything.”

  A gush of liquid heat hits my balls, telling me all I need to know. My words are getting her wetter. I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and bite down, pounding into her core, imprinting her body with mine.

  Holding the nape of her neck and her shoulder, I clutch her to me, bringing us as close as can possibly be. I can’t get close enough to this woman. I want her very essence saturated into my skin, marking me for the rest of my days. Everyone that gets close will know that I belong to her, and she belongs to me. The animalistic urges forcing me to mark her any way that I can are foreign to me, but if marking her keeps her tied to me for eternity, I’m going with it.

  “Tell me you are mine. Tell me that there will never be another for you. Fucking tell me I have you for the rest of my life Emersen.”

  She holds my face in her hands and connects her brown orbs with mine. “I’m yours, Ryker. You’ll have me for the rest of our days. There will never be another.”

  Her pussy pulses around my dick and I can’t hold back any longer. I strum her clit with my thumb until I feel her orgasm overtake her and I pour every ounce of cum into her waiting pussy. When I pull out I see the proof of her innocence tinting my cock red. Pure satisfaction fills me knowing I will be the only man to ever touch her.

  ∞∞∞

  “Why were you in my bar last night?” I ask her. She’s laying on my chest running her hand through my chest hair. We’ve been laying like this since she gave herself to me hours ago, cuddling and talking. I can’t stop playing with her soft hair, letting it fall through my fingers.

  “Chelsea invited me. She told me it was a costume party. I can’t believe I was the only one who dressed up. I think she did it on purpose.”

  “That’s partly my fault baby. They wanted it to be a costume party, but I told them no.”

  “Figures,” she replies, scowling at me.

  “How do you know Chelsea?”

  “We were best friends and roommates in college. When we graduated, she moved out and kind of went off the rails a bit. I tried talking to her, but she stopped answering my calls. Anyway, she called me last week and invited me to this party. It was the first time that she’d talked to me in months. I almost didn’t come. Bars and parties
aren’t really my scene. I miss her though, want to know she’s okay. She forgot to mention the ‘no costume’ thing to me. When I came last night, she was wasted and had no idea what was going on.

  “You and Chelsea need to talk. I don’t know the whole story, but that girl is going through some things that I imagine are hard for her to talk about.”

  “Is that why she’s working for you? Something happened, and you helped her?” I nod.

  “When we found her, she was walking down the side of the interstate barefoot. Her body was covered in bruises, and the clothes on her body were torn. She refused to go to the cops and Rock wouldn’t let her leave his side. What she could really use is a friend right now baby.”

  “What? When did this happen?”

  “Had to have been about two months ago. She’s been staying in a room at the bar and is waiting tables there at night. She’s doing a lot better than when we first met her.”

  “I need to see her. Talk to her. Why didn’t she call me and tell me?”

  “Hold up sweetness. We need to talk about a few things before you go banging down the doors at Spanky’s.”

  “What does that mean for you and me. You said last night that I had to accept that part of you, but what does it mean?”

  “It means that I’ve claimed you, you’re my property, and you’ll wear my patch. You’re my old lady now, and I’m your old man. My club will protect you and will put your safety before their own.”

  “That’s not too bad.”

  “There’s more. When I give an order, you don’t disagree with me in front of the guys, you do as I say.”

  “Yeah, fucking right. That shit isn’t happening.”

  “Let me finish babe. I will never give you an order that isn’t in your best interest. Everything I say and do is because of my devotion to you. If you have a problem, then talk to me about it in private. You don’t have to agree with everything I say, but in front of the club we have to stand as a united front.”