BULL: MC ROMANCE (Forsaken Riders MC Romance Book 6)

by Samantha Leal

  “Coming from the stripper?” Dereck snorted.

  “Dereck,” her mom slapped him on the shoulder, but laughed along with him. “You alright, sweetheart?” she asked. “You didn’t seem yourself this morning.”

  “I’m fine,” she answered.

  She wasn’t going to tell her mom about where she was heading that night. She knew it would only cause an argument, and she had enough on her mind without having to deal with even more shit at home.

  She pulled a large bottle of water from the top shelf, smiled at them both out of courtesy and then left the kitchen. She went straight upstairs and into her room, where she closed her door and pushed her desk chair up against it. Even though it wouldn’t keep anyone from coming in, she liked the feeling of being just that little more shut off. She liked feeling cocooned and safe.

  She unscrewed the cap on the water bottle and swigged greedily from it. The day had been so hot and after the booze she had put away the night before along with all of the walking she had done in the day’s heat, she was feeling so dehydrated she was dizzy.

  She lay back on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. The dull thrum of an argument filtered up from the kitchen below, and she rolled her eyes. She always wondered what it would have been like if her father hadn’t died before she was born and they had been a happy family, if Dereck had never existed to them and they were a solid unit of love and trust. How she wished she could just escape and get the hell out of there. They always seemed to argue when they’d been drinking, and it was becoming more frequent. Lexi couldn’t remember a day or an evening when she had come home and they both weren’t glued to a bottle. She knew it was only a matter of time before he started using his fists, and she didn’t want to be around to see it happen. Her mom wouldn’t listen to her, and she had even offered to pay most of the mortgage every month so it wasn’t as if Dereck was there out of necessity. But the facts were simple, her mother loved him and was always going to put him first, and that was that.

  The clock ticked on her bedside table, and she knew she had several hours before she had to make her way over to the bar. She rolled over and closed her eyes, letting the cool breeze from the window blow around her as her mind raced with thoughts of King and what it would be like seeing him again. Her body ached with exhaustion, and within moments she was falling soundly asleep.

  She awoke with a start, surrounded by darkness. She rolled over and squinted up at the clock on her bedside table. Her stomach dropped as she realized it said 9:23.

  “Shit!” she shouted as she jumped up from the bed and turned on her table light. She looked in the mirror and her make-up was half smudged on one eye and she was hot and sticky.

  “I can’t go looking like this!” she said as she ran through into the bathroom and yanked on the shower.

  She could hear the sound of the TV downstairs accompanied by the grunting of Dereck’s snoring. She knew they would have both polished off the bottle of gin and fallen asleep on the couch.

  Don’t ever let me end up like them, she thought.

  After she had showered and spritzed herself with perfume, she slipped into her tightest pair of low-cut jeans and a little black tank top that enhanced her best assets. She plumped up her lips with red lipstick and outlined her eyes heavily with kohl before she stepped into a pair of black stilettos and grabbed her purse. It was just after 10:00 pm and she was late, but she hoped King would still be there.

  As she left the house and ran out into the night, her heart was racing with anticipation. It was time for her to go to the other side of town to a place she had never been, which was shrouded in mystery and intrigue…The Bleeding Bullet. She was actually about to walk in there and hopefully get herself a job. She smiled as she kept walking. She felt strong and determined. She was going to take control of her life and ensure she never had to put up with Marv or her mom and Dereck’s shit ever again.

  This is the first day of the rest of my life, she thought. And even though she knew it was a cheesy cliché, she also knew it was true.

  Her heels clicked along the dusty roadside and the cool breeze that came along with the night was welcoming. She breathed in the fresh air and walked quickly. She didn’t want to keep King waiting much longer.

  As she passed through to the other side of town, her heart began to race. Her palms started to sweat as she suddenly questioned her own decision. With each step she took, the more the roads seemed to quiet, and there was a different feel around the place. Nothing was the same as it was just half a mile in the other direction, and she felt as if there were eyes on her every move.

  She could hear the music thumping through the streets and cars began to fly past her with people hanging out the windows and cat-calling into the night. Bikes seemed to be on every street corner and the bikers on them eyed her with intrigue as she passed. Some of them wolf-whistled and some of them grinned maniacally. She kept her head down and walked quickly. As she rounded another corner, The Bleeding Bullet stood out in the darkness. Red lights illuminated it from the ground and out front were rows upon rows of bikes and men drinking and smoking. Girls hung around them wearing fishnets and miniskirts, and she couldn’t help but think they wouldn’t have looked out of place at Red X. Truckers were entering the bar with their square caps and handlebar moustaches and cars full of college kids from the city seemed to be flocking there out of curiosity. It was so alive and buzzing, Lexi couldn’t believe she had never been there. Out in the middle of nowhere, in a small desert town, it seemed to be the place to be, and it excited her more than she ever thought possible.

  She strode forward confidently and walked through the swarm of bikers clad in leather and silver. She climbed the three steps to the main door and pushed it open. The noise coming from inside was intense, and she could tell the place was full to bursting. When she stepped inside, nothing could have quite prepared her for how awesome the atmosphere was, but she instantly had a grin plastered across her entire face. It was dark, with low red lights, and rock music thumped through the crowds as men and women danced together, grinding on one and other and entwining themselves in passionate embraces. Girls danced up high on the bar and knocked back shots while they poured whisky into men’s mouths straight from the bottle. Lexi watched them all from her vantage point and couldn’t believe she had been wasting her whole entire life out of fear. This was exactly her kind of place and she knew if she started working there, she would love every second.

  She looked around, still in awe of everything she was seeing, when a rough but gentle hand hooked around the waist.

  “You’re late,” King breathed into her neck.

  When Lexi spun around, she was face to face with him. The heat between their bodies was already on fire, and she felt a tingle of desire between her legs.

  “I’m sorry,” she smiled and bit her bottom lip.

  “Now, how do you expect me to give you a job if you can’t even show up on time?” He raised his eyebrow in jest.

  “I didn’t realize I had to be here right at nine,” she said playfully. “I thought I could come down any time.” It was only half true, but she hoped he would buy it.

  “I guess,” he winked. He slid an arm around her shoulder and led her over to the bar. The further they got into the crowd, the louder and busier it became. King held onto her tightly, and the crowd seemed to part to let them through.

  At the front of the bar, he pulled out a stool for Lexi and lifted her up onto it. She smiled and had to catch her breath when she realized how strong he was and how easily he lifted her, as if she were as light as a feather. He leaned into her and over to one of the serving girls to ask for two vodkas. The girl eyed Lexi with suspicion but smiled and poured the drink over ice before giving them to King. He passed it straight to Lexi and took a sip of his own.

  “So,” he spoke into her ear because of the noise, “I’m glad you came.”

  “So am I,” Lexi giggled. “I can’t believe I’ve never been here before. It’s great!�
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  “Yeah, we try,” he said.

  “Is this place yours?” she asked curiously.

  “It’s the club’s,” he said vaguely. “I hope I cheered you up a bit today, anyway,” he continued, clearly wanting to change the subject, “You looked miserable when you were talking with your friend in the diner.”

  “It was a pretty rough morning,” Lexi admitted.

  King smiled and moved closer to her still.

  “There aren’t many girls that catch my eye in this town,” he whispered, “but there’s something about you, Lexi…”

  She swallowed hard and looked up into his eyes. They were so warm and inviting, and even though she knew he could easily be trouble, she also had the overwhelming urge to throw all of her common sense out the window and just go for it for once. It had been such a long time since she’d been with a man. After she started working at Red X, she had found it impossible to even consider a relationship, but there was something about King that was different. It was like he understood her and could see into her soul.

  She took a sip of her drink and looked up at him nervously. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled himself in closer. She could feel his hot breath on her neck, and she could smell his cologne. He swept her hair over her shoulder and then leaned in towards her and kissed her.

  It was the most sensuous kiss Lexi had ever experienced. His tongue parted her lips and massaged against hers. She wrapped an arm around him too, and they were locked together with so much passion, it felt like they would never be able to break away.

  When their first kiss did end and she looked back into his eyes, she saw something that she had been missing her entire life. King was a piece that had always been absent, and even at this early stage she could sense that he was about to change her life forever.

  6.

  King took her hand and led her away from the bar. The music and noise from the crowd was so loud, they could barely hear each other and he took her to the back of the room, where there was a small section of leather couches. It seemed to be a more intimate and exclusive part of “The Bullet” as King called it, and Lexi instantly felt like she was being accepted into his secretive world.

  He looked deeply into her eyes as he held tightly onto her hand, with his other wrapped delicately around her shoulder.

  “I’ve been wanting to kiss you like that since the second I saw you through the window today,” he smiled. “You took my breath away.”

  Lexi felt herself tingle all over with desire and nodded her head in agreement.

  “I felt exactly the same,” she whispered. “It was instantaneous.”

  King nodded and leaned in to kiss her again. She couldn’t believe how close to him she felt after only knowing him a few hours. But there was something between them that was just right. When she looked into his eyes, everything seemed to click into place.

  “So,” he said as he gestured around the bar, “what do you think?”

  “I think it’s fantastic,” Lexi grinned. “It looks like a lot of fun.”

  “Oh, it is,” he laughed. “And I know you’d fit in here well.”

  “What do you want me to do?” she asked coyly.

  “Tend the bar?” he suggested vaguely.

  “I thought you said there was a position?” Lexi was confused.

  “Well…” He held his hands up. “Maybe I have a slight confession.” He smiled at her and licked his bottom lip. “I just had to get you to agree to see me again.”

  “What?” She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

  “I needed an excuse to get you here,” he said. “So, what do you want to do here?”

  “King, is there a job or not?” Lexi was beginning to get annoyed.

  “If you want one, then there’ll be something for you.”

  “Oh what, so you’re just giving me charity?” She got to her feet and was about to storm off when he grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled her back to him.

  “Calm down,” he laughed. “I’m a major shareholder of this place, and I want a girl like you here at The Bullet, okay?” He was holding onto her by the shoulders. “It’s not charity, Lexi, believe me.”

  She pouted and looked down at the ground. She wanted to get mad at him, but she knew she was overreacting, and he was only trying to help. She would be such a fool to reject his kindness.

  “Okay,” she said grudgingly, “I’ll work for you.”

  “Great,” King slapped his hands together. “And I promise I’m a much better boss than that last asshole you were working for. We’ve all heard stories about him…” he trailed off and looked out across the bar.

  “Yeah, well, I’m sure they’re all true,” Lexi confirmed. “He’s a crook and a liar and he still owes me two weeks wages.”

  The rage seemed to be building within King, and she could sense that he was on the verge of exploding. He cupped her face and looked at her deep in the eyes.

  “I’ll get it for you,” he said. “Just leave it to me.”

  Lexi knew she should have told him not to, but she needed the money, and Marv deserved to be a little scared. She’d told him that she would make him pay, and maybe this was her chance.

  “So,” King said as he lit a cigarette and exhaled a plume of smoke up towards the ceiling, “when can you start?”

  “Whenever you want me,” she smiled.

  “I want you right now,” he whispered suggestively.

  Lexi’s skin tingled and the butterflies in her stomach started up again. Desire was growing between her legs, and even though she had only just met him, she knew that she would gladly go to bed with him right then and there.

  “Well,” she said shyly, “just name a day and time.”

  “Tomorrow night?” he asked. “How about seven? Come on down, and I’ll show you the ropes and introduce you to everyone.”

  Lexi nodded and smiled.

  “That’s enough work talk,” King said as he took her by the hand again and led her back into the swarm of bodies. “We need another drink.”

  At the bar, they wrapped their arms around one and other and knocked back shots. King kissed her and ran his hands through her hair, and for a man who was so wild and untamed, she couldn’t believe what a gentle touch he had. She could tell he would be a dominating and expert lover and she found it intimidating, but she also couldn’t wait to find out.

  As the night progressed and they got to know each other better, King introduced her to some of the other bikers from The Forsaken Riders. Faces and names all blurred together, but there were ones that stuck in her mind… Monikers like Lynx, Tanner, and Carter all swirled around her head as she shook hands with the big, burly, handsome men, and King looked on at her adoringly.

  When she finally looked at her cell phone, it was nearly 3:00 am and the tiredness was beginning to creep up on her. She was having such a good night, she didn’t want it to end, but she knew she had to get herself home and have a good night’s sleep if she was starting her new job tomorrow.

  “I better get home,” she whispered in King’s ear as they lounged back on one of the leather couches and she ran her hands through his hair. “But thank you,” she smiled. “For everything you’ve done for me today.”

  He looked up and her and shrugged. “It’s no problem, Babe.”

  She leaned in and kissed him softly on the cheek. His stubble grazed against her lips and her sex pulsed.

  “Let me give you a ride,” he said as he got to his feet and pulled her up with him.

  He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and walked with her towards the front door. All of the guys she had been introduced to hollered goodbye and waved to her through the crowd that was still going strong.

  Out front there were still as many bikes and revelers as there had been when she had arrived earlier, and King seemed to know every one of them as they passed them by.

  He led her to the big machine she had seen him riding earlier at the diner, and he helped her onto the back before he
climbed on and started the engine. She gripped onto his waist as he revved the bike with a loud growl. She was both nervous and excited as he pulled away from The Bleeding Bullet and out onto the streets of Slate Springs. They thundered down the roads and onto Main Street so fast that she barely had time to register how far they had gone in such a short span of time. Her heart raced with the speed and exhilaration, and she nuzzled into King’s back. She felt so safe and protected with him, and she knew that whatever she was feeling, he was feeling it too. Their connection was growing stronger with each passing second, and she was already looking forward to the following night and her first shift at The Bullet so she could see him again.

  She directed him towards her house, completely not thinking that her mother may hear the revs of the bike. At the back of her mind, she believed on some level that both she and Dereck would be still comatose from the gin, but she hadn’t really thought about it at all.

  King pulled up at the sidewalk at the foot of her drive, and Lexi slipped off the back of the bike and wrapped her arms around his neck.

  “Thank you for a wonderful night,” she smiled before she kissed him passionately again.

  King took hold of her and pulled her close, he ran his hands through her hair and made her body shiver with lust.

  “I’ll see you tomorrow, Babe,” he breathed as he revved the bike’s engine again.

  Lexi stepped back from the road and waited on her driveway as he thundered off down the street and her pulse quickened. She was hot all over and almost panting with desire. It had taken all of her willpower not to invite him inside, but as she watched him disappear into the night, there was a part of her that wished they could have spent it together.

  She heard the click of the front door come from behind her, and she spun around with shock to see her mother standing in the doorway.

  “Who the fuck was that, Lexi?” she demanded. Her voice was so loud it cut through their quiet neighborhood and set some of the local dogs off barking.