Fox (The Road Rebels MC Book 4)

by Savannah Rylan

  Tank moved an inch, just enough for our lips to graze and we were kissing again. He had grabbed my face with both hands, pulling me and keeping me in position, so that my body was now stretching over the counter as he kissed me. Tank’s tongue forced my lips apart as he explored my mouth and I purred and moaned. He was taking over my body again, making me weak and helpless under his power. Just the kiss, his wild, strong kiss was enough to make me wet, to tighten the knots in my belly.

  I reached for his shoulders, wrapping my arms around his neck, and he used his strength to pull me over the counter. I giggled as I settled on the counter, my body stretched along the length, and he kissed me some more, looming over me.

  With a swoop of a hand, he had pushed all the dishes and cutlery over the counter, and they fell on the floor with a clatter. I was smiling, but when I looked at him, I saw that his eyes were dark. He was overcome with desire again, and my nipples ached.

  Tank stood over me, watching me and then ran a hand down my body. Over my breasts, my belly and my pussy. It was like he was trying to learn the shape of me. His touch was warm and sizzling, sending goosebumps down my spine.

  Then, he was undoing my pants. I gasped at the touch of his fingers on my belly as he unzipped my jeans and tugged it down my thighs. He pulled it down over my ankles, and I heard it fall on the floor. It was like I was under examination under his watchful eyes, and if this were anyone else, I would have been embarrassed.

  But I had seen the way Tank looked at me, at my body. I knew the kind of power I had on him. So, I liked being watched by him. It thrilled me to have his large rough hands stroke the skin on the insides of my thighs. My body shuddered as his hands traveled up, till he smoothly caressed the folds of my pussy, through the silk fabric of my panties.

  “You are so beautiful, princess,” he grunted, and his hand traveled up to my belly. Now, that my belly was on display in its nakedness, I was showing my pregnancy even more. It was a reminder for Tank and me both, about the baby that was growing inside me. The baby that was ours.

  He stroked my stomach, feeling for the shape of my belly and then his hand traveled further up, pulling my blouse along. He lifted it over my breasts and then stopped to stare at them. He gulped, almost like he had started salivating just at the sight of my breasts. Then he pulled my blouse over my head and helped me settle back down on the kitchen counter again.

  Everything was happening so slowly. I had never expected him to take it this slow. I assumed that sex with Tank was always going to be wild and rough, and it excited me. Now, as he slowly pulled the straps of my bra down my shoulders, I felt like he treasured me like he admired me and respected my body.

  My breasts sprang into view, and his hand flew to my left nipple, gently squeezing and tugging it to attention. I arched my back, thrusting my hips up in the air because my body was on fire. He had already aroused me and pushed me to the edge.

  Tank stepped away from me then, to take off his jacket, pull down his jeans and throw away his t-shirt. I wondered if I would ever be able to stop admiring his body. His cock hung large and throbbing between his muscular thighs as he stepped towards me again.

  This time, he parted my legs and wedged himself between them.

  “Tank…” I breathed his name as I lifted my head slightly to look at what he was doing. He gave me a smile, a crooked half smile and then to my surprise, he was going down on his knees. His face was just inches away from my wet pussy.

  I gasped again, at the thought of what he was about to do.

  “Oh..God..Tank!” I exclaimed, and he looked up at me again and smiled.

  “Just relax, my beautiful,” he said and then his tongue was on my pussy. I gasped and moaned, my body jolting from the reaction, and I felt Tank slowly push his tongue into me. The sensation was new and strange, and I had no idea why it felt so good!

  His tongue explored my folds, slowly slipping in and out of my pussy, while his lips teased my throbbing swollen clit. I could hear the smack of his mouth on my pussy as he licked and lapped at my juicy folds. He was sucking on my clit, rubbing and stroking it repeatedly. My body was exploding, he had set me on fire, and I felt like I was going to come any moment.

  I screamed out his name, just as my orgasm came crashing down on me. I was gripping the edges of the kitchen counter with my hands as I started coming hard. How had he managed to do this to me with just his tongue? But it wasn’t going to be just his tongue for long. Tank was quick to stand up, and thrust his cock into me, while I was coming.

  I moaned loudly, as my body shuddered. In the middle of my already explosive orgasm, Tank was pushing and thrusting himself deep into me. Over and over again, with maniacal speed. His grunts grew louder just as my orgasm started to subside and then he came too. I felt him shoot into me, as he clutched my hips.

  He moved like a machine over me, thrusting his cock in and out till he had seeped every last drop of his seed inside me. I was panting, trying to catch a breath while Tank remained sunk inside me. We had come together, he had made me come within minutes. I still couldn’t believe how easy it was for him to make me feel so good.

  Tank pulled his cock out of me, and it slid in my sticky juices. He stretched himself over me, encasing my body with his, his face hovering over mine. Tank was smiling again, and that was all I needed; to smile as well.

  His hot breath fell on my face as he stared into my eyes. His fingers caressed my cheeks, my lips, my chin.

  “I’m falling in love with you, Noelle,” he said, in a hoarse whisper, and even though this wasn’t a surprise for me, a shiver ran down my spine. We were having a child together, we were going to be together…so why was it so shocking that Tank was falling in love with me? Was it because I had never expected a man like him to actually say those words?

  “I’m already in love with you, Tank,” I told him, and he kissed the tip of my nose.

  “I’m never going to let anything happen to you,” he said, and my heart sank a little. I knew he wouldn’t, I knew he would keep me safe. But at what cost?

  CHAPTER 21

  Tank

  I woke up because my phone was ringing, and I realized that Noelle and I had fallen asleep on her bed. I remembered vaguely, carrying her to her bedroom and we had both crashed down on it, exhausted and happy.

  Now she was sleeping on one of my outstretched arms and breathing gently. I reached for my phone on the bedside table and answered Glock’s call.

  “Hey man, I’ve gathered the troops for tonight,” he said, and I looked at the clock on Noelle’s wall. It was already eight. We had slept most of the day away, and she still looked like she was too tired to wake up.

  “Are we meeting up at the bar?” I asked Glock, referring to the local bar where we knew the Four Skulls met up.

  “Yeah, see you there in half an hour,” he told me, and I ended the call.

  I stared at Noelle for a few moments, at how peacefully she slept. I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I was going to be a father in a few months. I was aware of the things I wasn’t supposed to do as a father. These were lessons that my own father had handed down to me, but I wasn’t so sure of how I could be the opposite of him.

  Ever since I had found out about Noelle’s pregnancy, I had this feeling of dread in my soul that I wouldn’t know how to be a good father. It scared me to think that I might find out that I was exactly like my own father. I didn’t ready for this. I hadn’t pictured myself as a father anytime soon, but when I saw Noelle, I knew that I wanted it with her.

  I wasn’t lying when I had told her that there was nobody else I would rather have had a child with. I knew she would make a good mother to our baby, and I couldn’t wait to start living that life with her. I might have been afraid of myself, but I was sure of Noelle.

  I kissed her forehead gently, and her eyelids fluttered.

  “Is it morning already?” she asked, in a groggy voice and I kissed her fully on her lips. Then I slid off the bed, and she opened
her eyes, staring at me as I started dressing.

  “It’s still night. You should go back to sleep,” I told her as I pulled my jeans up my legs.

  “Are you going somewhere?” she asked me, and I saw a look of fear in her eyes.

  “I have to go and take care of something,” I told her and Noelle seemed to stiffen up. She was worried about something.

  “Is it the Four Skulls?” she asked, and I realized that she had been paying attention when we were conducting church.

  “Yes, we need to go watch them so we can figure out what they’re up to with the Dragon Knights,” I told her, as I slipped my jacket on.

  Noelle said nothing, except stare at me with a worried look on her face.

  “I’ll be back soon, princess. You just stay indoors, okay?” I said, and I went over to her side of the bed and pressed my lips to her cheeks. Noelle nodded her head, and I could see that she was trying to force a smile on her face. I knew she was worried for me, and she would take some time to adjust to this new life she had found herself in.

  I was about to leave the room when she called out to me, and I stopped in my tracks.

  “Promise me you’ll be safe tonight, Tank,” I heard her say, and I turned and nodded at her. This was not a promise I wanted to make. I wasn’t the kind of man who made promises I couldn’t keep, but I was willing to do anything for Noelle, even if it meant being more careful about the choices I made while under attack.

  Out of her apartment, I got on my bike and rode towards the bar where I was supposed to meet my brothers. Tonight was supposed to be nothing more than recon. The plan was to watch the Four Skulls and see if we could work out a better attack on them. Glock’s intel told us that they were not only helping the Dragon Knights with their weapons trade, but a resurgence of the prostitution ring might be in the works too. We needed to confirm that before we took any action.

  I found Glock, Gunner and two other guys from our MC waiting in the dark near the bar where we were supposed to meet. I parked my bike and walked up to them, exchanging thumps on shoulders as greetings.

  The bar’s doors were visible, and we could hear the sounds of celebration inside.

  “See anything yet?” I asked Gunner, and he shrugged his shoulders and turned back towards the bar again.

  “Nobody’s stepped out yet,” Glock told me, and he lit himself a cigarette and passed the pack around among the group.

  “What are we looking out for?” Sniper asked me.

  “Any signs of a prostitution ring in the works. It would prove that they are working with the DKs to rebuild the flesh trade again,” I told him, and we watched the doors of the bar in silence for a few more minutes.

  Gunner was smoking one of Glock’s cigarettes too, and he turned to me, and I saw that he was smiling.

  “I’m happy for you man. You’re going to be a father!” he exclaimed. Under any other circumstance, I wouldn’t have felt the need to smile back, but tonight, after having left Noelle sleeping peacefully on her bed, I realized that I couldn’t stop smiling.

  “Thanks. I’m a lucky man,” I told him.

  ***

  We didn’t have to wait long to witness something that we had already suspected. Within twenty minutes of watching from our post in the dark, we saw two Four Skulls leave the bar.

  They hadn’t walked out alone but were tugging two girls along with them.

  I could sense Gunner stiffening with rage beside me. I knew what he was thinking because I was thinking the same thing. These girls didn’t look the regular groupies that tended to hang around motorcycle gangs. These girls looked upset and defeated that they were being dragged out of the bar. The Four Skulls had forced them to do their bidding.

  The girls were scantily dressed, in clothes that I wouldn’t have seen on anyone other than women who were trying to trade their bodies for money. Their faces were heavily caked with garish makeup and even though their lips had been perfectly lined and plumped; it was obvious that they were frowning.

  The two guys were talking amongst themselves, while they led the girls towards a muscle car. The girls were hesitant in getting into the car, but they were pushed in. One of the girls tripped as she fell into the car and the guys laughed.

  I could sense Gunner gritting his teeth as he watched in silence. I knew that this scene was bringing back memories of the night we had busted the prostitution ring. The state that he had found Brooklyn in.

  I placed a hand on Gunner’s shoulder as we continued to watch. The guys were peering into the backseat of the car where the two girls had been deposited. There were raised voices and even though we couldn’t see the faces of the girls, we heard their cry. One of the girls had been slapped, and now her whimpering cries filled the air. Mingling with the loud laughs of the two men who were their tormentors.

  I sensed Gunner’s arm twitching, he was going to make a move. Which could be potential suicide because we weren’t prepared for an attack.

  “Stay where you are, Gunner. That is an order,” I told him through clenched jaws, and I felt his shoulders relax a little, but only because he knew that he had to listen to me. If I hadn’t been there to stop him, I knew Gunner would have walked right up to the car and shot the Four Skulls sitting in the front seat. But I was thinking of the bigger picture. We needed to establish their connection with the Dragon Knights first. If we didn’t get that lead, we would not know where to go.

  “We need to follow them and see where the girls are being taken,” I said. Gunner whipped around to me, rage dripping from his eyes as he glared.

  “We know where they’re being taken. To the fucking Dragon Knights!” he hissed.

  I didn’t reply to him and instead got on my bike. The others followed suit, while Gunner was the last one to get on his bike. We waited for the Four Skulls guys to drive off so that we could maintain distance, and then we followed them.

  I tried not to pay attention to the silhouettes of the two women in the backseat of the muscle car. One of them had her head on the other girl’s shoulder, and I could sense that they were crying. They were being forced into this through threats and violence and fear.

  The car came to a stop at a deserted junction, and we had to stop some distance away so that we wouldn’t be seen. I was already afraid that they had spotted us. Five Bad Disciples, in noisy bikes…we were very easy to spot. But apparently, we hadn’t been.

  There were five Dragon Knights waiting on their bikes where the car stopped, and the Four Skulls got out and dragged the women out of their car. Both girls were crying by now, mascara running thickly down their cheeks. One of the Four Skulls slapped one girl across the face, which made both of them shut up.

  I threw a look at Gunner, he was already prepared to pounce.

  “We’ve seen enough. We need to head back to the Rusty Pelican,” I said, keeping an eye on Gunner the whole time. I didn’t want him to get away from us, and do something stupid like walk into the lair of our enemies.

  “Glock, call Church so we can report it to Axel, and then we plan an attack,” I said, and Gunner gritted his teeth as he continued staring at the group in the distance. I could see him fuming out of his ears.

  “And till then, we keep our distance. Do we understand?” I growled, glaring at Gunner who was refusing to meet my eyes.

  “Do we understand?” I repeated, and Gunner finally looked at me.

  “Yes. I understand,” he said, and we started our bikes and drove away.

  CHAPTER 22

  Tank

  I was worried about Gunner making a rash decision.

  We were back at the Rusty Pelican, and Church had been called. Glock and I had been relating to Axel and the others exactly what we had seen; while Gunner seemed to maintain a low profile as we talked.

  He had been drinking an endless stream of beers while we spoke to Axel, and he wasn’t even looking at us. I could only imagine what Gunner was feeling. Seeing those girls again, being coerced and forced into prostitution had reminded
him of how close Brooklyn had been to getting tangled in it. I didn’t even want to imagine how I would have felt if it was Noelle. I would have wanted to wring their necks with my bare hands and crush their skulls. Nonetheless, I didn’t want Gunner to make a stupid decision and get himself killed; just because he was angry.

  Axel was thinking, as he emptied his can of beer. We had told him what we’d seen, and he had listened to us with small nods of his head. Just like us, he wasn’t pleased to hear what we had found either. We had all foolishly been under the impression that the Dragon Knights’ prostitution ring had been successfully crushed. But we were wrong.

  “So they are at it again,” Axel said, and I shrugged my shoulders.

  “And this time with the help of the Four Skulls,” I said, and Axel shook his head in anger.

  “They should have stayed in the dark, slimy corners where they had retreated to,” Glock hissed.

  “We need to destroy them,” Hunter added, and Axel continued to shake his head.

  “This time it needs to be big. Like really big. We need to make sure that they can’t ever climb out of their fucking hole again,” Glock said.

  “We’re not prepared for a big attack. Not right now. We need to plan this out carefully if it’s going to be a success,” I stated, interrupting the others and Axel looked back at me and nodded.

  “Tank is right. We can’t make a stupid move now. We need to figure out where they are operating out of, and take them down for good,” Axel growled.

  “And what about those two women? What happens to them? The more time we fucking waste, the deeper those women are going to get sucked into the web of prostitution,” Gunner had spoken up, and he was livid.

  “We can’t do anything about them now, Gunner,” Glock said, and the two men glared at each other.

  Axel and I exchanged looks.

  “Gunner, like Tank, said, we need to plan out our attack. As much as I hate to say it, those two women are just going to be collateral damage tonight,” Axel said, and I could see Gunner fuming. He was not a fan of our plan of holding back tonight. He wanted to do something about it tonight. He wanted to rescue the women. Even though I knew that was a bad idea, now with Noelle in my life, I also knew where Gunner was coming from.