by Harley Wylde
I pressed her back against the building and before she could utter a protest, I claimed her lips in a kiss that was sure to melt her panties. Or better yet, make them come off. Assuming she was wearing any. I slid my hand down and cupped her ass, giving it a squeeze. Nope. No panty lines. It seemed my sexy ex-virgin had something against undergarments, and I fucking loved it. Just gave me easier access whenever I wanted to fuck her. Maybe we could make this a regular thing for however long I was here, even if it meant meeting in the dark away from prying eyes.
I eased her shorts over her hips, and she gasped as they fell down around her ankles. Pulling up her tank top, I leaned down to lick and tease her pretty nipples, until she was fisting my hair and begging for more. I felt her tremble and knew she wanted me. She might be inexperienced, but Laken was a wildcat when it came to sex. Like she was made for fucking.
I unfastened my belt and pants, eager to get inside her again.
“Step out of your shorts,” I told her.
She did as I commanded, her blue gaze fastened on mine, shining even in the darkness with complete trust in her eyes. I wasn’t sure I’d earned that trust, or deserved it, but it did something to me. I reached for her, gripping her thighs and lifting her. I urged her legs around my waist, wanting inside her so damn bad. That sweet pussy of hers opened, and I couldn’t wait another moment. I sank into her, groaning at how perfect she felt. I cupped her ass with my hands as I thrust into her, each stroke going deeper and harder. Her nails bit into my shoulders as I fucked her, not holding back even a little. I knew she could take it, could take me. Her pussy welcomed my cock, getting wetter by the minute.
“Fucking missed this,” I murmured, kissing the side of her neck.
“Ryker,” she said, my name a sigh on her lips.
“You been with anyone else?” I asked, stopping for a moment. Maybe I should have wrapped my dick, but this was Laken. And after taking her bare the first time, I didn’t want to have her any other way. We hadn’t discussed the morning-after pill before, but I’d be sure to say something this time.
“No. Just you.”
I kissed her, our tongues tangling. “Good.”
“Wh-what about you?” she asked, looking uncertain.
“No one but you, sugar.”
She smiled, and the happiness shining in her eyes told me I was fucked, but it was too late now. I started thrusting again, and I didn’t stop until she’d come twice, her juices soaking the both of us. My dick was still hard, and my balls were full, but I was wishing we had a bed. There were things I wanted to do to her, things I couldn’t make happen out here in the open, pressed up against a building. I’d fucked her ass twice the other night, and I wanted to do it again. Her pussy was tight, but fuck! Her ass was even tighter, and I’d damn near come the second I’d gotten inside her.
“Don’t stop,” she pleaded.
I drove into her until I finally let loose, my cum filling her. My cock twitched inside her, and as her pussy squeezed me, I knew that once again I would need her more than the one time. I didn’t know what it was about Laken, but she bewitched me. Whenever my cock got anywhere near her, I just wanted to fuck her until we both passed out.
My time here was coming to a close, but I didn’t like the thought of leaving her behind. What would she think if I asked her to go with me? I needed to report back to my dad, but then we could go anywhere we wanted. We could stay with the Hades Abyss, or we could move on. Make our home anywhere in the world. I had connections in several states here, and a few in other countries.
My heart hammered in my chest. Was I seriously thinking of keeping her? Sure, I liked to get my dick wet, but I hadn’t had a girlfriend since high school. Was that what I wanted from Laken? Or was she just a really good fuck that I wasn’t ready to let go of just yet?
“I need to go,” she said. “You can’t tell anyone you saw me here.”
“Laken, I…”
She squirmed until I pulled out of her and set her back down on her feet. She jerked her shorts up and straightened her top before running off into the night. I didn’t know what the fuck to think and ran a hand through my hair. It only took a moment before I decided to follow her. Just to make sure she was all right, or so I told myself. Truth was, I needed to know why she was here. Had she come looking for me? Did she somehow know who I was? Fuck! I’d forgotten again to tell her to take the morning-after pill. I was so fucked if she didn’t take one without any prodding. Or was that her game plan?
Maybe it had been a play to get into bed with me. Had I fallen into her hands? I’d tried to keep it quiet, that I was Trent Storme’s son, but there were club sluts everywhere and groupies outside of the club who just wanted to get it on with a biker. I didn’t think in the darkness she’d been able to read my cut, and even if she had, she likely wouldn’t have recognized my road name. I hadn’t pegged Laken as being a club slut, but what if I was wrong? I paused and decided to let her go. No, I wasn’t going to play into her hands. If she came back, if she found me again, then I’d question her.
And maybe I would stick around a while longer. If for no other reason than to find out what her endgame was. Would just any biker do, or did she want me specifically? Fuck, women could be so damn complicated. And they were damn sneaky and conniving too. I’d thought Laken was different, but what if she wasn’t?
I’d had enough for the night. Walking back to my bike, I climbed on and decided to just ride until my mind cleared. Nothing was better for the soul than a ride at night, the wind blowing in my hair, the thrum of my bike between my legs. And if that didn’t sort me out, then I was well and truly fucked.
Chapter Four
Laken
It had been more than three weeks since my first encounter with Ryker, three miserable weeks. And almost two weeks since I’d run into him here on Dixie Reapers’ territory. Knowing he was here, so close, and yet I couldn’t touch him? It was pure torture. The only thing that made me feel better was Flicker’s confusion over why Ryker wasn’t fucking every female who wandered by. It seemed he was abstaining from club pussy, and my stupid heart hoped it was because of me. Was he thinking about me as much as I’d thought about him? Did he stroke his cock at night as often as I played with my pussy, wishing it was him getting me off?
I’d wanted to sneak out again, see if I could find Ryker without anyone being the wiser, but Flicker had almost caught me last time, and I hadn’t wanted to chance it. If he thought for one minute that I’d been with Ryker again, he might kick me out. I’d defied a direct order, and they might even see it as a betrayal. So I’d confined myself to the house, but as I stared at the calendar on my phone, I realized that I couldn’t hide anymore.
And I couldn’t talk to Flicker.
Pulling up my contacts, I rang Isabella, hoping she’d be sympathetic. She was the President’s wife, but I didn’t think she’d tell Torch my secret. At least, I hoped she wouldn’t. I had a feeling this entire thing was about to blow up in my face, and I didn’t know how to stop it.
“Everything all right, Laken?” Isabella asked as she answered.
“I need a ride to the doctor, and you know the Prospects won’t let me leave. Everyone is afraid Ryker will see me.”
“Why do you need a doctor?” Isabella asked.
“Just… please, Isabella. I need to see Dr. Myron.”
Isabella was quiet, and I knew she was probably putting two and two together, but finally she agreed. While I waited for her, I changed my clothes and brushed my hair and teeth, then I went onto the front porch to sit. I didn’t think it was likely Ryker would wander this far. Her SUV pulled up a few minutes later, and I ran down the steps and climbed inside, hoping no one had seen me and knew I was escaping my prison. If anyone told Flicker I was getting into Isabella’s car, someone would stop us. And I really needed to see Dr. Myron. I didn’t have an appointment, but I hoped that wouldn’t matter.
Thankfully, Isabella’s windows were tinted enough that the Prospect at the ga
te could only tell two people were in her car, and since everyone knew what Isabella drove, they didn’t even stop her. The gates opened, and she pulled through. As the Dixie Reapers compound got smaller and smaller behind us, I began to breathe a little easier. We’d made it! Of course, I still had to sneak back in, and hope Flicker hadn’t noticed I was missing. This hiding out thing was getting to be a pain in my ass. And boring as hell.
“Are you going to tell me what’s going on?” Isabella asked.
“I’m late.”
“You couldn’t reschedule your appointment?” Isabella asked.
“No. I’m late.”
Her eyes widened, and she stared at me a moment before jerking her gaze back to the road. Okay, so maybe she hadn’t figured out why I’d wanted to see the doctor. She didn’t say anything for a few minutes, and I wasn’t sure if it was because of shock, or if she was just trying to find a way to tactfully ask me whatever was on her mind. When she pulled into Dr. Myron’s and still hadn’t said anything, I began to worry that she would call Torch and tell him where I was. Even worse, that she’d tell my brother.
“What are you going to do?” Isabella asked softly. “If you’re pregnant, and it’s Ryker’s…”
“It can’t be anyone else’s. He’s the only one I’ve been with.”
“You were a virgin?” she asked.
I nodded, my cheeks flaming.
“This isn’t good, Laken. Ryker’s been in a bad mood the last few weeks, and the way he’s been avoiding the club sluts, your brother has been concerned that it has something to do with you. Are you sure you didn’t say something to him when you were together?”
“He didn’t know who I was. Still doesn’t. But he did see me at the compound a few weeks ago.”
Isabella mumbled under her breath.
“I didn’t plan it!” I said. “I was tired of being stuck in the house. It was so dark I didn’t think anyone would see me. And Ryker probably wouldn’t have, except I hadn’t seen him either, and I literally ran into him.” I conveniently left out what happened after that. I didn’t think it would help my case any.
“Come on,” Isabella said. “Let’s get this over with. Maybe you just missed your period from all the stress of Ryker being here.”
I nodded, part of me hoping she was right. But the other part? I couldn’t lie. The thought of having a part of Ryker with me always was rather appealing. I had no doubt he wouldn’t want anything to do with me, or the baby. He didn’t seem like the daddy type. I didn’t know how all this would play out, and I was a little scared to find out. But sitting in the car all day wasn’t going to help anything.
I got out, and when we got inside, my stomach started knotting. The receptionist smiled but looked a little confused.
“I don’t have an appointment for either of you,” Janie said.
“I really need to see Dr. Myron,” I said. “I don’t know when I can make it back here, so it has to be now.”
Janie winced. “Dr. Myron is at the hospital delivering a baby. He had someone call and tell me there were complications, so all we have on staff right now is a Nurse Practitioner. Dr. Myron likely won’t be back until tomorrow.”
My cheeks flushed. “I need to take a pregnancy test.”
Janie’s eyebrows shot up. “I see. Have a seat, and I’ll let Nurse Owens know that you’re here.”
I sat and Isabella claimed the seat next to me. My hands were shaking, and I felt like I might throw up at any moment. I didn’t think it was because I was pregnant, though. I figured it was more nerves than anything else. I was terrified about the results of the pregnancy test, and even more scared to tell my brother. Oh, God. I’d have to tell Torch and the other Dixie Reapers! This really wasn’t going to go well.
Nurse Owens popped her head out into the waiting room. “Laken, why don’t you come on back?”
I stood and took a deep breath before I followed her down the hall. She handed me a plastic cup and nodded to the bathroom. I knew the drill after having a series of UTIs last year, and filled the cup, then stepped back into the hall where she was waiting. Nurse Owens led me to an exam room, and I climbed onto the table, the paper crinkling underneath me.
“Now, why do you think you might be pregnant?” Nurse Owens asked.
“Well, my period is late by four days. And I’m never late. If anything, it comes a day or two early every month.”
Nurse Owens nodded. “I checked your file, and the last time you were here, you told Dr. Myron that you’re a virgin. I take it that has changed.”
Did she think it was an immaculate conception? How else would I think I was pregnant?
“Yeah. I had sex for the first time about three weeks ago, and then again about a week later.”
“You’re on the Depo-Provera shot, but it’s not one hundred percent foolproof. You’d actually be surprised how many women get pregnant while they’re on the shot. We’ll see what your urine shows, but we may do a blood test too, just to be sure. It sounds like you aren’t very far along if you are pregnant, so blood would be more accurate.”
“Can we go ahead and do that?” I asked.
“I’ll send someone in to draw your blood. Once I have the results from both tests, I’ll come back and let you know what we’ve found.”
“Thank you,” I murmured as she stepped out of the room.
It didn’t take long for someone to draw my blood, then I was stuck waiting. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out, wincing when I saw Flicker’s face. I swiped the screen, ignoring the call, and knew he’d just keep calling until I answered. But I didn’t want to talk to him, not yet anyway. Hell, maybe not ever depending on what the test results revealed. I didn’t know how I could go home if I was pregnant. Flicker would be pissed, and likely all of the Dixie Reapers would be too. And I could only imagine how Ryker would react.
When Nurse Owens stepped back into the room, the expression on her face said it all. My shoulders slumped as she came closer and patted my hand.
“You’re pregnant, honey, but it’s not the end of the world. I’m going to give you a prescription for prenatal vitamins, and I’ll have Janie set up an appointment with Dr. Myron in a few weeks. But if you have any questions in the meantime, you just call us night or day. You still use the pharmacy on Main Street?”
“Yes, ma’am. Thank you, Nurse Owens.”
The older woman smiled and opened the door, waiting for me to get off the table and walk out. When we reached the front, Nurse Owens asked Janie to set up my next appointment, and then I walked out with a silent Isabella by my side. She unlocked her SUV, but I just stood on the sidewalk staring at it. I couldn’t go back to the compound, not right now anyway. I needed some time to think. I knew I couldn’t keep this a secret, but I didn’t know how to tell everyone either.
I got into Isabella’s SUV and asked her to take me to the pharmacy.
“Are you pregnant?” she asked.
“Yeah. But don’t tell anyone. Not yet, please. I just need some time to figure everything out.”
“If they called in prenatal vitamins, they likely aren’t ready yet. I love our pharmacist, but he’s kind of slow. Why don’t we go get something to eat, and then we’ll stop by there, okay?”
“Sure, but I’m running low on money. Flicker usually gives me some every week, but since I’ve been housebound, he hasn’t given me any.”
“My treat,” Isabella said.
“Great. It can be my last meal, like the ones they give people on death row.”
She snorted. “You’re pregnant, not dying.”
“Same difference. Have you met my brother?”
“Torch won’t let Flicker do anything stupid,” Isabella said.
I was glad she had that much faith in her man, but I didn’t think anyone would keep Flicker from murdering me when he found out. And the compound had lots of land where he could hide my body. I suppose it could have been worse. At least we didn’t raise pigs. Maybe he’d at least break a sw
eat digging a six-foot-deep hole to bury me in.
Isabella stopped at a little café down the street from the pharmacy. We decided to sit on the patio since it was nice outside. The way my stomach was flipping around, I didn’t know how I was going to manage to eat anything. But if I was pregnant, then I needed to make sure the baby got the nourishment it needed. Oh God. I was going to be a mom! I broke out in a sweat, and my hands started shaking again. Could I do this? Raise a kid? Where would we live? I didn’t even have a job, much less a way to afford diapers and shit.
“Take a breath,” Isabella said softly. “Everything will be fine, Laken.”
I nodded and looked over the menu. We ordered our food and drinks, then Isabella did her best to take my mind off things. By the time we’d finished our lunch, Isabella thought my prenatal vitamins might be ready. The pharmacy was close enough that I walked while Isabella waited in the car.
The pharmacist had it ready for me, and agreed to add the fee to my brother’s tab. Flicker was going to love that, I was sure, once he found out what I’d picked up. When I stepped out onto the sidewalk, I walked into a hard body and nearly fell on my ass. Strong hands gripped me and as I looked up, my heart nearly stopped.
Ryker smirked at me. “You seem to like running into me. If you want my attention, there are other ways to do it.”
“Sorry,” I said, my cheeks flushing.
His gaze dropped and he saw the bag with my prescription, and he quickly frowned. Maybe I should have asked for a regular sack to hide the small paper bag.
“Are you sick?” he asked.
“N-no. These are just vitamins.” Not a total lie.
“Vitamins don’t come in a prescription sack,” Ryker said. “What the hell is going on, Laken? Why are you lying to me?”
“It’s nothing, Ryker,” I said, twisting out of his grasp.
“I haven’t seen you lately. I kind of thought maybe we’d spend some more time together before I leave,” he said. “I’d hoped you’d come find me again.”
“Ryker, my life is complicated, and my brother is overprotective. Seeing you isn’t a great idea.”