ROMANCE: MC BIKER ROMANCE: Hooked (MC Biker Pregnancy Romance)(Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance) (Contemporary Military Romantic Suspense Thriller)

by Carly White

  “Whoa Nate. Slow down.”

  Holding himself up with his arms, he could see the slight fear in her eyes. He forgot that she was not as sexually deviant as most women that he came in contact with, but Nate was sure that once he warmed her up, she would be as wanton as the rest. He didn’t mind a slow start because it gave him time to enjoy her curved body.

  “Sorry, you just feel really good underneath me.”

  His hips thrust forward and it pinned her against the bed. Gasping with the hard pressure on her center, her small hands tried to push back against his wide chest. “Kiss me.”

  Nate leaned down and captured her mouth. As his tongue pressed in between her ruby red lips, his body sank deeper into her, forcing her thighs to open wider and accept him. Farrah whimpered into his mouth as his hips pushed into her. He was driving her wild. With Nate, all that she needed was just one kiss to change her mind about everything.

  When his mouth left her and he started to move downwards, Farrah remembered the device in her bra and she pushed him back. “Let me Nate.”

  She sat up as he sat back and her hands moved under her shirt and to the clasps on her bra. While she was not ready to reveal all, the circumstances pushed her to do it. His eyes devoured her chest as she pulled both garments off in one jerk. His eyes burned into her and she threw her shirt far enough away that he wouldn’t see it if it slipped out. Then, neither one of them was worried about the clothes on the floor.

  Nate moved back to her and her hands moved to his chest. She started to lift his shirt up, wanting to see his hard chest that she kept feeling but never got to see. Her hands met smooth, taut skin as she rubbed her fingertips against his hard ridges. His tattoos followed up his chest and he was covered in ink. It turned her on, making the sculpted body more interesting and sexy to look at.

  There was no time to think though as his body moved back down to her, his stiff cock crushing into her wet center. Her skirt had long since moved up around her waist and when his mouth moved back down to her jiggling bare breasts, Nate’s hand moved to the heat between her legs. She wasn’t prepared for the touch on her slit and she moaned loud. His fingers pressed in between her clit, pushing the panties up as well. The sudden shock of feeling him on her sensitive nub was incredible, but her body tried to run away from him.

  “Where are you going Farrah?”

  Her eyes opened to him smiling down at her, his eyes making her shake. “You said you would go slow.”

  “I am not buried inside of you yet, this is slow Farrah.”

  He punctuated his words with his hand slipping underneath her underwear. Gasping, she tried to close her legs, but his body was wedged where she couldn’t stop him. Nate moved to kiss her, his colored chest pressing and smashing her breasts underneath him. When he felt the wetness of her core, his fingers moved to slide inside of her. He felt her body tense when he felt the barrier stopping him. Nate stopped when he heard the low moan from the back of her throat.

  “How can you be untouched?”

  Farrah couldn’t answer, all of her focus on what he was doing to her. Biting her lip, her thighs were pried back open and Nate had moved back to his knees. Rubbing her gently, he stopped only to yank her panties off of her long legs and give himself full view of what he wanted so much. He was amazed, never having the chance of being first before. It made him nervous, afraid that he would hurt her. Nate was all about pleasuring a woman and moving on, but everything that he usually did, was never going to work with Farrah. Could one time, her only time, really be enough?

  “How?” Nate was throbbing in his pants his eyes on her bare lips, wet and ready for him. But she wasn’t ready for him, he had to remind himself. First though, he wanted to know how a woman like her had never been with a man before. Farrah was too beautiful to still be innocent. Nate could imagine the men that had tried and being the first gave them a bond that was hard to explain. All he knew was that she was his.

  She got wetter as he asked, but her eyes stayed shut tight and legs quivered. When he stopped moving his hand, her body settled and Farrah whined with the taking away of her pleasure. “I just haven’t. I wanted to wait.”

  “Wait for what?”

  “For it to be right.”

  Her words sent him into motion. Her body writhed underneath hm. Nate moved his hands back down her body, his mouth moving to where he had previously been rubbing her. Farrah jumped with the sudden pleasure of his hot tongue on her. His ministrations were making her body hot and all of her muscles jerked and tightened with each flick of his tongue.

  “Please Nate! I am so close!”

  Adding suction to her core, Farrah jumped and then cried out. She had never come so hard before. Farrah forgot that they were being listened to and she just melted into the bed. Her moans got louder and she repeated his name over and over again. There was something in the way that his name sounded on her lips, that Nate loved more than anything.

  He finally pulled away and looked down at her trembling body. “What about now? Does it feel right?”

  Farrah nodded, her eyes still closed as the aftershocks of her pleasure still racked her body. She heard and felt him moving away from her, but she couldn’t be bothered. It was only when he moved back on the bed and it depressed around her that she opened her eyes to find him above her. Looking between their bodies, his large manhood laid across her quim. She jumped as he smacked it down on her still sensitive clit.

  “Tell me you want me to be your first Farrah.”

  “Please Nate, yes. I’ve been waiting for you.”

  Whether it was meant or not didn’t matter. What did matter was the way her words sounded in the air around them and the touch of desperation. Farrah thought she knew what was to come, but as he leaned into her and started to tear through her last barrier, she was unprepared. “Nate, stop.”

  He stalled on top of her and leaned in to kiss her. She gasped as more stretched her insides, as her walls tried to accommodate his fat cock. “Nate, it’s too big, stop!”

  His lips tried to silence her, calm her and let her know that everything was going to be okay. Nate pulled out slowly and then thrust all the way in, shredding what was left of her innocence. She cried out as he rocked against her womb. Their lips were inches from each other, but Nate wanted to hear all of her whimpers and then moans as her hips rose to meet his.

  Nate had never felt so completely suffocated in soft wetness. Each inch of her tunnel squeezed his shaft and he had to grit his teeth to last longer. She was just so tight and the very idea of being the first made it feel almost magical. He knew that one time wouldn’t be enough. He had to have her for good, not wanting her to go anywhere. Any misgivings he had maintained about Farrah and her timing into his life was all pushed aside.

  Her breath started to hitch, paired with her pussy walls collapsing around him in rhythmic intervals. She was going to come again and as his lips met hers, Nate started to pound into her. “Come for me Farrah.”

  Sitting back, his hands opened her thighs more so that he could touch her tiny love button. She jerked with the touch and Nate was given her bouncing tits as his view. Watching the pink tips swirl around and then his cock disappearing inside of her, he didn’t know how much longer he could last.

  Then all of a sudden, her insides were filled with a flood of wetness as she screamed out her pleasure. “Yes Nate, fuck me harder!”

  Farrah couldn’t believe it had just come out of her mouth, but she repeated it, over and over again. Nate’s large hands moved down to her breasts, grabbing handfuls and using the grip as leverage to slam her down onto him. Farrah’s cries of pleasure turned into begging. It was too much. He was sending her sensitive flesh into a state. A hand on his chest did nothing to stop him. Digging her nails into his chest, her eyes closed as another wave of bliss passed over her.

  “Have you had enough?”

  Her head nodded, but she couldn’t manage any words. One last push forward and Farrah could feel his hot seed shoot
ing inside of her. Nate’s sounds drove her to pull him close, tasting the breathless groans as he slammed deeper to fill her the rest of the way. Farrah’s hands ran up his back and then around his neck as her tongue pushed into his mouth.

  Chapter 8

  Nate moved off of her and Farrah lay where she was. Her body was depleted of all energy and even when he started to kiss her neck softly she didn’t move. “You’re so quiet.”

  “I never knew it could be like that.”

  It sounded quaint to her ears but it was mystifying all the same. Farrah would have started sooner if she had known it would be like that. She looked over into the rest of the room and her clothes made her remember something. Her heart sank and her cheeks turned red. There was no telling how many people had just heard her going on like that.

  “What’s wrong Farrah?”

  “Nothing. I’m just exhausted.”

  He pulled her to his chest, laying her head down as her body curled into his naturally. “Then sleep Farrah. You deserve some sleep.”

  Her mind went to the listening device on the floor and the com in her ear. There was no way that she was ever going to live it down. Farrah knew that she had to betray someone and her job was looking less and less important. She had to find a way to keep Nate safe.

  As his warmth surrounded her, she decided that it would have to wait till morning. She was asleep in moments, unaware of what was going on just a half a mile from his compound. The troops had rallied and while they slept in each other’s arms, the ATF were planning an early morning raid. Information had come in and they were sure that this time, Nate wouldn’t be able to weasel his way out of it. They were going to take him down once and for all.

  ***

  Farrah was awakened with a sound from inside of her ear. She had forgotten about everything, but now she was reminded of why she was supposed to be there. “Farrah get out of there. You have fifteen minutes before they storm the place. Get out now.”

  She sat up and looked down at the tattooed man next to her. If she told him, her career was gone, but after only a second of thinking about leaving, she knew that she had to warn him. Farrah would never be able to work in law enforcement again, but she was learning quickly that it was not her field. She didn’t want to hunt people down and put them in cages. There was no way that she could watch him get arrested, or worse, hurt in a shootout.

  “Come here baby. It is getting cold without you.” Before she could stop him, Nate had pulled her ass against his hard length, pressing into her waiting depth. The sudden pleasure and soreness made her gasp his name, forgetting what it was that she was supposed to be doing. He slide in all the way and back out before she got her wits about her.

  “Stop Nate. We’ve got to go.”

  He pushed back in quickly, taking her breath away. “Your stop means go Farrah.”

  Her eyes closed as he started to thrust into her hard and fast like she liked it. “Oh fuck Nate, stop! We’ve got to go.”

  “I am not stopping until you come.”

  His hands held her still as he rutted into her from the side. Nate could never get enough of her and her pussy was as tight as the first time he had slipped it in. His hand played with her nipples as she came within a minute. He had never met someone that was able to find completion so fast. It stroked his ego and he couldn’t help but fuck her harder.

  “Nate the cops are coming!”

  She was just barely able to catch her breath when he ripped out of her and then drilled back in before he looked down at her with those searing eyes. He was still inside of her deep, throbbing, taking away all other thoughts. “What do you mean?”

  “Please Nate. The cops are going to be here in ten minutes, ATF raid. We have to get out of here.”

  “How do you know this?”

  His cock didn’t move anymore and so help her she still wanted him to take her. The hell with the consequences, but she couldn’t, wouldn’t let him get arrested if she could stop it. He yanked out of her and covered her body with his own. Pinning her, as he waited for her answer, Farrah found it hard to meet his gaze.

  Farrah looked down at the cock resting on her stomach and then back up into his eyes. She didn’t want to see the moment when he realized that she had betrayed him. When he realized that everything they had wasn’t real. It was though, but he wouldn’t believe it.

  “I love you Nate. Please let’s go. I don’t want you to get hurt or go to jail.”

  “You’re a cop?”

  She nodded her head, already seeing the rage in his eyes because of it. The look that she had dreaded was there. She was going to lose him, her job, everything.

  “I love you Nate. I didn’t know you when I took this job. Please believe me. Everything changed when kissed and then last night…”

  He sat back and got up suddenly. “I love you too Farrah. This is going to make telling you about what I do and getting you to agree to live a life of crime with me a little more straightforward. If you want to be with me, we leave now. If you don’t love me, stay and keep your job.”

  Her eyes were misty and she moved towards him. That she even had a choice was enough for her. “I want to be with you Nate. I’ve waited a long time for you.”

  It felt like she had waited forever for a man to be her own and now that she had him, the last thing she wanted to do was lose him.

  They started to get dressed and Farrah bent over to pick up her shirt. He tried to hand her the bra on the ground. “Leave it there.”

  He looked at her a little strange, but didn’t argue with her. Nate supposed that they would have to have every conversation over. He hated that she lied, but if they got out of this, he knew he could forgive her.

  Farrah didn’t have the noise in her ears anymore, but there was still the device in the bra. She put her finger to her lips and after he pulled a few things out of a safe and made a call, the two of them took off to his garage. She thought they were stuck with no way out, but Nate always seemed to have a plan.

  There was a secondary entrance way that started from underground and took them out almost a mile from the house. Farrah just buckled up and said a prayer. She knew that no one would understand what she had done, choosing a man like Nate over everything else. Farrah would never be able to live a normal life again. Everything sunk in and she looked over at him, trying to assure herself that she had made the right decision.

  “It’s going to be okay love.” His smile set her mind at ease and she tried to return the gesture. No matter what happened, Farrah didn’t think she could regret the choice she was making in that moment.

  The End

  Delinquent

  A Motorcycle Club Romance

  By: Tia Parker

  Chapter 1

  “In local news, the Hell Sons Motorcycle Gang was at it again, protesting the new Sheriff with thousands of bikers coming in from all over Texas. The streets were filled, clogged and they have once again, shut down Waterton township. When reporter Civ Louise moved in to ask some questions, leader Andre said they want him gone.

  Police are on standby and tensions are rising. The city leaders say that even a day shutdown could cost the town thousands of dollars in lost revenue and will not be able to see how much the city will suffer financially, until the protest ends.

  Until then, the small town of Waterton is getting ready for another day of protests, as the residents wait for a conclusion to this rapidly changing saga. The gang’s leader has said there will be no violence unless they are forced. They do not plan to leave until the newly elected Sheriff Thompson steps down. There is speculation to why the city is in uproar over the election, but we are hoping to find out what has sparked this as we go into day 3 of the town’s occupation.”

  “Why did you talk about yourself as 3rd person?”

  “Because they usually cut the last bit of the byte, so now they can’t cut my name out.”

  Namadi shook her head and turned the television off. It was the third update she had watch
ed and as she waited it all out in the small hotel with her mother, Namadi was getting restless.

  “So what do you think dear?”

  She looked at her mother. “It’s good, but a bit dramatic, don’t you think?”

  “A gang of burly men on bikes has taken over a small town in America. This is an occupation!”

  Her daughter laughed. “You are loving this. There are names for people like you.”

  Civ tried to look upset, but she couldn’t, the large smile cracking her tanned face. “Do you know what this will do to my career?”

  “So you want this to last?”

  “Of course! I have been waiting for my break and this is it. I have had more face time since this all started. No one else can get in now, so we are the only ones that are onsite. I can’t believe it is all because you wanted to stop and see that stupid hill.”

  “It is an ancient mound made thousands of years ago.”

  Civ just waved her off. She had only gone because her daughter wanted to go so bad. Ever since she had graduated, Namadi was spending time with her mother, but there were vast differences that had made their short road trip even more daunting. Now Civ was thinking that their little excursion was the best thing that she could have done for her career.

  Civ had been with News channel 6 for ten years and she was still covering small town puff pieces. But now she was getting the biggest story in the area and it was hers exclusively. From the small hotel room that they were staying in, she got to see her small few minute blurbs getting picked up from all of the other station. All the other reporters and news anchors could do is wonder about it and give their take on it. Civ was the only one actually there though.