A Baby For the Outlaw Collection: Biker Romance Box Set Bundle (BBW Pregnancy Bad Boy MC Club Romance) (Contemporary Motorcycle Mega Pack Anthology Short Stories)

by Leal, Samantha

  Marv watched them from behind the bar with his eagle eyes, and when Candy looked up at him, she felt nothing but hate. He really had done it this time.

  Destiny took hold of Candy by the arm and whispered into her ear, “Do you really think I can do this?”

  Candy smiled and nodded. She looked out at the sea of faces, the smattering of truckers’ caps and the smoke curling from the ends of all of their cigarettes, leaving a heavy fog throughout the room.

  “Of course you can,” Candy told her. “Look at how pathetic they all are… Get up there and exploit them.”

  She winked at Destiny and suddenly Destiny seemed empowered. She climbed up onto the stage and stood there proudly, waiting for a new song to start. One of the guys Marv regularly had in to handle the music screeched the record to a halt and put on something heavy and seductive. Candy smiled and climbed up alongside her. She remembered exactly how it felt the first time she had to get up there and strip, and she was determined for Destiny to feel as relaxed as possible.

  The men all started cheering, and the girls stood on opposite sides of the stage. In the crowd Candy could see Renee working the room, sweet talking the customers and letting them tuck dollar bills into the line of her G-string. Even though it was easier work being down on the club floor, Candy would always prefer the stage. She liked looking down on them all and perfecting her act, and she loved conning them all and making them truly believe she was as silly and girly as they wanted her to be.

  She looked across at Destiny as she hooked her leg around the pole and smiled. She knew she could handle it, and she also knew she would be popular with the crowds. Destiny was completely different from all of the other girls who worked at Red X. She was tall, leggy, brunette and classy looking. Apart from Candy, all of the other girls were on the rough side and had tattoos.

  As Candy started to take off her clothes and dance seductively in front of what felt like a thousand eyes, she felt empowered. She flicked her hair back and shook her hips. She grinded against the floor of the stage and kicked her legs high in the air, pointing her toes in her sharp stilettos. She sucked on her finger and bent over so some of the truckers could reach forward and tuck money into her panties, and as she cleaned up, she felt the familiar feeling of satisfaction. These men were so dumb… She really was the one exploiting them.

  She was about to head back to the pole when suddenly she felt a pair of eyes on her that stopped her in her tracks. She looked out into the crowd and there was no mistaking, even in the half light, that it was him. His piercing light blue eyes followed her every move, and a wicked grin crept across his lips.

  Candy couldn’t believe it. The biker, whoever he was, had returned. And like the previous evening, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. As she hooked her fingertips into the straps of her bra and pulled them down to reveal the pert swell of her perfect breasts, she saw his mouth sag slightly open. Now that they had locked eyes, she wanted him to know that this dance was only for him. It didn’t matter that there were a hundred other people in the room. At that moment, they could have been the only two people on earth.

  He watched her intently as she bit the end of her finger and thrust her hips. She draped her leg sexily around the pole and swung down to the ground before she opened her legs and popped up onto all fours. As she prowled around and stared straight at him, she knew that something had been set between them. He was watching her with so much hunger that she could feel his heat from across the room. She lifted her finger and beckoned him to come closer, and his grin widened. Suddenly she didn’t care who saw; she wanted him to know that she was his and he could do whatever he wanted with her.

  Destiny bowed and left the stage, but Candy just didn’t want it to end. The song was coming to a close and she knew she had to get down, but having his eyes on her was the single most exhilarating experience of her entire life. She had never even spoken to this man, but she knew that once she did, everything would change.

  He stepped closer as she picked up her bra and collected the twenty dollar bills strewn around the stage. The crowd roared with appreciation, and Candy smiled as she climbed down and moved back towards the door of the hallway.

  She waited there for a moment and let him watch her, his wicked grin still fixed on her and his white teeth flashing.

  “I’m going to get you,” he mouthed at her.

  Candy felt a pulse of excitement between her legs, but she was also afraid. Could she even consider getting involved with another man after what had happened with Simon?

  She dipped the end of her finger into her mouth as if she was shy and blew him a kiss before she pushed open the doors to the hallway and disappeared inside. As they closed behind her, she collapsed against the wall and breathed in deeply.

  “Oh my god,” she whispered. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

  6.

  Destiny leapt forward and hugged her as she came into the dressing room, and Candy smiled and patted her on the back.

  “You did great,” she told her. “How do you feel?”

  “I feel great!” Destiny grinned. “I’m so glad I just took the bull by the horns and did it!”

  “Well, at least Marv can’t blame you,” Candy smiled. “But seriously, if it’s not your thing, don’t feel pressured.”

  “Yeah,” Destiny smiled. “It was fun once, but I don’t want to do it every day, no offense.”

  “None taken whatsoever,” Candy laughed.

  She spritzed herself with perfume and put on a lace teddy and suspenders. She reapplied her lip gloss and flicked her hair. She really did feel amazing, especially after the day’s emotional rollercoaster, and now she was on a high.

  She left the changing room and went back down to the club doors. She peered through one of the small, circular windows and looked out at the crowd. It was still heaving in there, and Marv looked like he was struggling to keep on top of everything behind the bar. Renee came back towards the doors and pushed them open.

  “We swapping over?” she asked aggressively.

  Candy nodded and made her way out into the crowd. Even though there were a hundred men in there she could chit-chat with, there was only one on her mind, and she wasn’t going to stop until she found him.

  She moved into the crowd and the scented mix of sweat and cigarettes filled her lungs. She breathed out and turned towards the bar, hoping that someone, anyone would buy her a drink.

  A leery old man put his arm around her and started to ogle her cleavage, and Candy politely moved him away and carried on walking. As she turned past a group of men, another man reached out and grabbed hold of her and dipped his fingers into her bra.

  “Excuse me,” she pouted, just wishing they would all leave her alone.

  Another one of them squeezed her butt cheeks and pulled her close to him. She was trapped in a circle of lecherous hands, and although she knew she could handle it, she just wanted to scream at them all and tell them to back off.

  “Hey!” a deep voice came from behind her.

  She turned and looked over her shoulder to see him standing there, his fists clenched and his eyes full of rage.

  The men encircling her dropped their hands and looked nervously at each other and then back to him. He was standing there, his wicked smile turned into a sneer and his chest heaving.

  “Sorry, man,” one of the customers said. “We didn’t know she was with you…” He trailed off and disappeared back into the crowd.

  Candy looked up at him and realized she was smiling. He had come to her rescue and now all she wanted was to get him on his own.

  “Come with me,” he said as he took hold of her hand and led her through the crowd to the bar.

  He pulled out a stool and sat her down right in front of Marv before sitting down next to her. He pulled her chair close so their legs locked together, and Candy’s heart was racing so fast she almost forgot to breathe.

  Marv looked at them both and although she could tell he wanted to say somet
hing, he kept quiet and passed them both drinks. The biker nodded his head at Marv as if to say “Good boy” and then turned his attention back to Candy.

  He looked down at her and studied her without saying a word. As she stared into his eyes, her pulse quickened and she opened her mouth to speak, but he lifted his finger and pressed it against her lips. He smiled and shook his head.

  Candy felt a rush inside of her. He was doing things to her that no one had ever done. They still hadn’t spoken a word to each other, and yet she felt as if he was her soul mate. There was something in his eyes that was so familiar and comforting that she just couldn’t look away.

  “You,” he said slowly, “are the sexiest woman I have ever seen in my whole goddamn life.”

  Candy’s breath caught in her throat, and she could do nothing but smile.

  “Thank you,” she whispered.

  “I had to come back and see you, buy you a drink… Get to know you.” He took a swig of his whiskey and cocked his head to one side. “And now that I have, I know it was the right thing to do.”

  Candy smiled shyly and looked down at her toes.

  “I’m Steel,” he said.

  “Candy,” she blushed.

  “I like the way this is going,” he smirked.

  Candy was grinning from ear to ear, and even though she was a mess of nerves on the inside, she wanted him to desire her and believe in her confidence. She wanted to be the woman she had been up on the stage.

  “It’s good to have someone like you around here, Steel,” she continued, “to take care of the riffraff.”

  He laughed and bit his bottom lip. “Yeah, I don’t like seeing things like that,” he snarled. “No respect.”

  Candy nodded in agreement.

  “Hey,” Marv interjected, “I hate to get in the middle of whatever this is, but if you guys want your money, you’re going to have to stop taking my girl’s time.”

  Steel looked at him and slammed the glass down on the counter. He got to his feet and leaned over the bar, grabbing hold of Marv’s collar and pulling his face close to his.

  “Back the fuck off, Marv,” he spat. “You’re already about to lose it all.”

  Marv held up his hands, and Steel let go of him. He turned back to Candy and apologized.

  “Why don’t we get out of here?” he said as he took hold of her hand.

  She nodded and got to her feet. Marv could fire her, but she had the feeling he wasn’t going to. Now he had seen her with a man like Steel, there was no way he was going to threaten her again. Steel wrapped his fingers up in hers and pulled her through the crowd. When she looked back over her shoulder at the bar, Marv was watching her with hate in his eyes, and she knew that if she didn’t follow through on her newfound friendship with Steel, she was going to be in big trouble one way or another.

  Steel pulled her forward, through the main doors of the club and out into the night. She was standing there in front of him, wearing only her lacy teddy and her stripper shoes, and he looked down at her and smirked.

  “I guess I should have thought this through,” he joked as he glanced over to the huge, shining bike that was parked out front.

  Candy couldn’t help but laugh as she held out her arms and looked down at her outfit.

  “I don’t think this is bike friendly,” she quipped. “But I do have a car?”

  “Perfect,” he smiled.

  They walked around the back of the building and to the lot where the girls and Marv parked their cars. Candy’s was right in the corner by the door to the back of the club where they usually entered before their shifts.

  “So,” Steel said, “I’ve always wondered what goes on behind the scenes in this kind of place…”

  “Nothing exciting, believe me,” she shrugged.

  She noticed Destiny through a gap in the door. She was on her way out back to smoke a cigarette, and Candy had a flash of wisdom.

  “Listen,” she said, “My clothes are in there… Why don’t I go and get them and then we can get the hell out of here?”

  Steel smiled and nodded.

  “I’ll be right back,” she smiled as she passed him the keys to her car.

  She jogged lightly to the back door, careful not to slip or trip in her monster heels. Destiny opened the door for her and looked past her to catch sight of Steel leaning against the wall, lighting a cigarette of his own.

  “Oh my god,” Destiny gasped. “Is that the guy from last night?”

  Candy giggled and shushed her as she pulled her back inside the building.

  “Marv is going to be angry,” she said. “His name is Steel and from what I can see, he’s about to be in charge of things around here.”

  Destiny chewed her bottom lip and looked concerned. “What about Marv?”

  “I don’t know what’s going to happen to him,” Candy admitted, “but I can just sense that something is off…”

  “Be careful,” Destiny said, “I have a bad feeling about this, too.”

  Candy nodded and gave her friend a hug before she went back into the dressing room and scooped up her clothes. She unclipped the suspenders and belt and slipped on her jeans before she threw on a tight white tank top and some sandals. As she shook her hair out and looked at herself in the mirror, she had the overwhelming urge for the first time in a long time to wipe off all the pink gloss and blush and just go au natural.

  “Why not?” she said aloud as she reached into her purse and pulled out a pack of make-up wipes. As she smoothed the cloth over her face and removed any last trace of pink, she instantly felt better. She smiled at her reflection, shoved the rest of her belongings back into her purse and got out of there before Marv came looking for her.

  Out the back, Destiny and Steel were smoking together and Steel’s eyes lit up when Candy stepped out with her bag slung over her shoulder.

  “Much better,” he said, exhaling a plume of smoke up into the dark. “Shall we?”

  Candy nodded, slipped her hand into his and then they turned and walked back to the front of the building. His bike was still standing proudly in the parking lot, and as he helped her onto it, she realized that she had never been on a bike before, and she had no idea what to expect.

  “Don’t go too fast,” she blurted out defensively, hoping he would take her safety seriously. But Steel just smirked and started the engine.

  She didn’t know where he was going to take her, or why she felt so comfortable going with him considering they had only just met, but there was something about him that made her feel safe. She wrapped her arms around his waist, and as he pulled out of the parking lot and hit the highway, she screamed with excitement. The wind whipped through her hair and the speed took her breath away.

  The stars twinkled brightly above their heads, and as she breathed in his intoxicating cologne, she admitted to herself that she had missed being close to a man. It had been such a long time since she had felt really wanted, and even after working at Red X with all of those lustful eyes on her, she hadn’t ever felt the pull like she did in that moment.

  Steel pulled off the highway and onto Main Street. They thundered through the deserted town and out of the other side. Candy knew that the bikers all lived and worked on the other side of town, a side that not many people ventured to, but she hadn’t bargained for him taking her there. Her nerves began to mount.

  “Where are we going?” she asked.

  “For a drink,” he replied.

  They rounded a corner, and in the distance the deep red lights of The Bleeding Bullet came into view. Candy leaned forward and took it all in. The swarms of cop cars, the heavy music, the half-naked women, and the rows of bikes all lined up with big, burly, dangerous men sitting astride them.

  “If you think Red X is depraved…wait until you see this,” Steel said with a wicked grin.

  A fight broke out in the street and the cops jumped in with batons. Candy gasped and squeezed Steel tighter. She had no idea what she was doing. After everything she had been
through, what was she playing at letting herself get into this kind of situation?

  Steel parked the bike and lifted Candy off by the waist. She smiled at him as he looked down at her, and she swept a strand of hair behind her ear.

  “Come on,” he said as he took her hand and led her towards the entrance. “There’s something I want you to see…”

  7.

  After working in a place like Red X, Candy didn’t think there was much that could shock her. But as she walked through the doors of The Bleeding Bullet that night, she knew instantly that was about to change.

  Her mouth gaped open as she moved into the throng of people and went deeper into what she could only describe as a den of iniquity. Women were draped all over the bikers, straddling them and kissing them feverishly as if it were their last night on earth. She saw them dancing on tables, flashing their underwear and crawling beneath to pleasure the men they had in their sights. Candy gasped and looked away. Nothing like that ever happened in Red X. The girls may take their clothes off for cash…but that was as far as it went.

  Steel squeezed her hand tightly and led her towards the bar. As the sea of faces parted, her eyes locked with someone familiar and Candy felt her heart flood with joy.

  It was Lexi.

  “Oh my God!” she beamed as she dropped Steel’s hand and ran towards her. The girls wrapped their arms around one and other and Lexi squeezed her tight.

  “How are you, stranger?” Lexi asked.

  King was sitting by her at the bar and Lexi was working. She had a new ring in her nose and her hair was spiked up black, but Candy had never seen her looking so happy.

  “I’m good,” Candy smiled. “Well, I am now.”

  She looked up at Steel and felt the warm rush flood her again.

  “I heard what’s been happening,” Lexi said seriously as she took hold of Candy’s hand. “You’ve got to get out of there.”