Taming Hawke: Book #3 in the Blood Brothers MC Series

by J. A. Collard

  “Of course. Like I said, Josie is a stripper, and that night Hawke went to confront her out back after her routine. He saw her injecting herself with drugs.”

  “Oh my God!” I cry. “What did Hawke do?”

  “Well, you know Hawke, he can’t help but be the knight in shining armor. He drove her home and tried to sober her up by placing her in a cold shower.”

  “Shower?” I yell. “He undressed her?” I’m in shock.

  “I don’t think it was like that, Lu. Calm down,” Jasmine says looking around the café after the scene I made.

  I lower my voice. “Was she naked?”

  “I doubt it. All I know is that he got her in there and she kissed him, he pulled away, and left the bathroom.”

  “He did?” I ask, surprised.

  “Lu, what the hell? What did you think, that he would have sex with her there, and then...?”

  “It did cross my mind,” I say honestly.

  “You need to have more faith in him. He’s a good one,” Jasmine explains as she takes another sip of her hot chocolate, and I follow her by doing the same with my coffee.

  “So if this all meant nothing, why did he never tell me about Josie? Why did he hide it from me?”

  “I don’t know. Maybe he was worried.”

  “Worried about what?”

  “I don’t know,” Jasmine admits, sitting back in her chair. “Maybe he was scared, Lu. He’s been hurt, you know what that’s like.”

  I sit back in mine, and run my fingers over the rim of my cup.

  “Listen, I’m sure Hawke loves you… but he’s been hurt, Lu. Bad.” The way she emphasizes the last word forces me to look up at her. “He’s told you he loves you. That’s a big step for him.”

  “You’re right. Maybe I overreacted.” I sag forward at my realization and cup my chin in my hand. “Have I lost him?” I ask Jasmine, feeling sick in my stomach with the thought I could have.

  “Luisa, the guy is crazy about you. I’ve never seen him looking so lost. Please make up with him, I can’t share my food with him anymore. He’s killing me.”

  I laugh at her comment and try to catch my breath.

  “I’m serious, Lu, I’m sure the man is eating more because he’s depressed that you’re gone. Even Quill’s noticed him coming over more often. So please, forgive him. He’s a pain in my ass.”

  “If only it was that easy.” I sag into my chair, my shoulders dropping.

  “Luisa, are you not listening to a word I’m saying? Get your ass in your car, and go to him. He’s at the clubhouse.”

  I chew on my bottom lip, contemplating going.

  “Go,” she repeats, and I give in. I get up from my seat and give Jasmine a warm hug, thanking her.

  “Don’t be late tomorrow, hon, plane leaves at 11.00 a.m. I expect you and Hawke on time,” she adds winking.

  “Will do, Mom,” I say smiling, and leave the café and head to my car to find Hawke.

  Luisa

  Instead of driving straight to the clubhouse, I go home first to shower and change. Shopping all day has got me beat. I decide to wear something sexy, but not over the top. I choose a black short dress that frames my body perfectly. It has a tube top and ends just above my knee. I pick out a pair of black stilettos and take one more glance at myself in the mirror, approving of my appearance. I’ve gone light on my makeup, just a gloss with bronzer and liner, and I’ve curled the ends of my long brown hair that reaches midway down my back these days. This will do. I grab my denim jacket and my bag and leave the house. It’s gotten dark out and a slight breeze whispers around me.

  Starting up my Honda, I head over to the clubhouse. Standing at the barbwire fence is Rhyder, a prospect. He walks over to my window and taps on the glass. I open it and smile up at him.

  “Hey, darlin’, you here to see Hawke?” I nod at him and he replies with a smile. “It’s a little crazy in there tonight, brothers from other chapters have come down to wish Quill the best for the wedding.”

  Looking through the gates, there is indeed bikes filling all the available parking spaces. Maybe this wasn’t such a great idea.

  I’m just about to say forget it and turn around when Rhyder heads back to the gate and opens it for me. I take a moment, and then with all the courage I can muster I put my foot on the accelerator and drive into the compound.

  Parking my car I switch it off and open my door, wondering if I’m making a mistake by coming here tonight. What if he doesn’t want to see me? I did tell him to get out of the store the other day. There are bikers outside smoking and laughing, and some have women in their laps. I’m also sure I see two people having sex against the brick wall at the side of the clubhouse. I swallow hard feeling my nerves take over me.

  I take a huge breath then head toward the door. A few whistles sound around me just before I head in, and I look down at the floor trying not to give them attention.

  Music is blaring through the speakers and I glance around the room looking for Hawke. Alcohol, I need alcohol.

  Heading for the bar I feel someone pinch my ass. When I turn around I see a tall, muscled biker smiling down at me. He has a bandana around his forehead, and a patch on his cut that reads Tate, with The Sinners underneath his name. His skin is a milk chocolate color, and when I look at him closely he reminds me of someone but I can’t place my finger on it.

  “Hey, darlin’, you looking for me? I haven’t seen anything as beautiful as you here tonight. You gotta man?”

  I’m about to reply when I feel hands grasp my waist, and I’m pulled back against a very hard body. I can feel muscles vibrating beneath my back and I gasp at the sudden movement.

  “She’s with me,” I hear a husky, demanding voice say from behind me. I look over my shoulder and up to find Hawke staring daggers at this Tate guy.

  “Whoa, sorry, bro. Didn’t mean to trespass, thought she was alone. Didn’t know she was taken.”

  “Yeah, well she is, so fuck off, Tate.”

  Tate winks at me before stepping back and leaving.

  Butterflies erupt in my stomach and I’m suddenly turned around to face Hawke. “What the fuck, Lu. You can’t just walk in here dressed like that!” Hawke looks pissed as he holds me at arm’s length and stares down at what I’m wearing.

  My stomach falls as I realize he’s not happy to see me.

  “I’m sorry, I’ll leave,” I say trying to wriggle out of his hold, but he only tightens his grip on my arms, keeping me still.

  I take a moment to look at him. His face is still all scruffy and he has bags under his eyes. He smells like he’s just showered, though, his hair still wet and tied back, and the smell of coconut reaches my senses

  “Did I say I wanted you to leave?” he growls as he pulls me into him.

  “I thought….”

  “You thought what?”

  “I thought you weren’t happy to see me.”

  “Not happy to see you?” he repeats, his eyebrows raised. Hawke leans in and I feel his warm breath against my ear. “If you rub your hand against my cock right now, you’ll see how happy I am to see you,” he says.

  I squeeze my thighs together to stop the ache that begins in my core. Hawke pulls back and smiles down at me, he knows the effect he has on me.

  “Hawke, we need to talk,” I state trying to ignore the dampness between my thighs. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. God, I want him

  “Baby, we will talk but after I….”

  I swallow hard. “After you what?” I ask.

  “Lu, it feels like it’s been an eternity since I’ve been between those thighs. I’m fucking craving you. I need to be inside you. I need my mouth on you and my hands caressing you.”

  “Hawke, please,” I plead. “You’re not helping.”

  “Never said I would.” His warm hands come up and cradle my face. “I want you in my bed and beneath me. I want to taste you and feel you. I want you screaming out my name when you finally come. And, baby. I want you
so hot for me you’ll be begging for my cock to fill you.”

  Oh, my God! My panties are drenched now and my clit throbs for some attention.

  “Hawke,” I say around the lump in my throat. “We—”

  I’m stopped midsentence when Hawke places a finger on my lips. “You have two choices, baby. Either you come back with me to my room, or I’m gonna fuck you right here, right now on the clubhouse floor for everyone to see. And don’t think for one second I don’t mean it.”

  My mouth turns dry as all the air in my lungs vanishes. “You wouldn’t dare,” I whisper sounding a little too needy. Good try, Lu, it’s not working.

  Hawke smirks at me. “Wouldn’t I?”

  I bite down on my bottom lip, trying to hold back a moan. Hawke’s hands sneak around my back and slide down my body, and he cups my ass and squeezes. He leans in and nips at my neck and I feel the tip of his tongue leave a wet trail as it travels down lower to just above my breasts. One of his hands sneaks under my dress and a thick finger slides between my asscheeks until I feel it at my entrance. Hawke circles his finger. “So fucking wet already, baby.”

  I try to keep balanced by holding on to his shoulders as his kisses move to the other side of my neck. “You smell so fucking good, baby. I’ve missed you. I’ve missed this.” My hands have a mind of their own as they grip the bun of his hair and force his lips closer to my neck. A growl erupts from his throat and the vibrations of it travel through my body.

  “Hawke!” I say on a breath, and squeeze my eyes shut as his other hand moves between our bodies. He squeezes my breast with his large hand then pinches my nipple. I cry out with the exquisite pleasure then sound out a protest when he removes his mouth and hands from my body. Hawke takes my hand, leading me to his room.

  Hawke

  Fuck me!

  My cock is straining against my zipper, almost to the point that it’s painful. I can’t believe Luisa showed up at the clubhouse tonight. I have to admit I’m fucking over the moon about it, but I don’t like how every man’s head turned to look at her as she walked in. I noticed her right away. My body sensed her before my eyes made contact. I watched her search the room, and for the life of me couldn’t move. I think I was so goddamn happy to see her, actually shocked that she was here, and didn’t believe what I was seeing.

  When I saw Tate trying to talk and make his moves on her, it pissed me off, seeing his eyes rake over her body. The woman is sexy as fuck, not to mention gorgeous, and she’s mine. No man is going to have the privilege of looking at what belongs to me.

  I like Tate, he’s Tracker’s brother, but he better back the fuck off before I send my fist through his face. Lucky for him he stood down, and now after having a taste of Lu, I’m taking her back to my room to finish what I started. She’s not getting off easy tonight. I’m not letting her get away from me, not till I’ve explained everything and worshiped her body like she deserves.

  Opening my door I let her enter before me, targeting my gaze on her tight ass as she walks in. She places her bag on a chair in the corner and turns around and looks at me. I slam the door shut with my boot, all the while my eyes still focused on hers. She’s clasping her hands together, and I realize she’s nervous. She’s so fucking cute when she’s like this.

  My eyes travel up her toned legs to her thin waist, full breasts, and settle on her brown ones, hooded with lust.

  “Take off your clothes,” I demand, my cock jumping to attention as I picture her already naked.

  Luisa’s tongue sneaks out to lick her lips, and I have to hold myself back from ripping her clothes off her and bending her over my bed, fucking her from behind.

  “Hawke, I think we should talk first.”

  I smirk. “Baby, you want me so fucking bad I can practically smell you. Now strip.”

  Slowly, she removes her denim jacket and lets it fall to the floor, then slides the top of her dress down inch by inch to her waist. I suck on my bottom lip when I see she’s wearing a strapless lace bra, her nipples visible through it.

  “Off,” I demand again when she doesn’t go any further.

  She rolls the dress over her hips, and the tip of my cock jerks in my pants when I see the tiny scrap of lace covering her perfect pussy. I know it will be glistening with her need.

  Her dress finally falls to her ankles, and she steps out of it. She’s about to take her heels off when I say, “Leave them on.”

  Luisa stops what she’s doing and I take this time to appreciate her body. My baby may be shy, but she knows I love her body. I raise my hand in the air and signal for her to turn around. Her eyebrows raise in question, so I reinforce what I want. “Turn around,” I say, in a voice that lets her know I’m dead serious.

  She slowly turns her back toward me, and I hold my breath when I see she’s wearing a G-string that shows off her beautiful ass.

  Not able to control myself much longer, I stride toward her and pull her against me. She gasps when she feels my hard cock against her, and I lick down her neck and cup her breasts in my large hands, loving the feel of their weight. She moans when I play with her nipples, her arms coming up behind my head, arching into me and forcing me closer to her neck as I devour her skin. My hand reaches down to cup her pussy through the lace of her panties, and I pull them to the side and rip them off her.

  “Hawke!” she gasps. “I need you to take this slow.”

  I quickly turn her around to face me, looking down into her eyes. “You say you want me to take this slow. But baby, I need it hard and fast. Now get on your hands and knees and show me that hot pussy of yours.”

  I see her throat wobble as she swallows hard. I think she’s going to fight me, but she complies. She walks toward my bed and like a good girl gets on her hands and knees, her head facing the headboard, ass high in the air, just how I like it.

  I growl and unhook my jeans, lowering my zipper and letting them fall to the ground. I kick them off along with my boots, and see that Luisa is looking over her shoulder at me.

  Taking off my cut, I throw it on the chair, then reach behind me and pull off my tee. Luisa sucks on her bottom lip as I roll my boxers down my hips, letting them drop to the floor alongside my jeans. I fist my cock and pump it a couple of times, enjoying the view before me. Her pussy is so fucking perfect, and I can see the insides of her thighs are damp with her arousal.

  “Hawke, please,” she begs, and I choose to tease her a little longer, stalking closer inch by inch to the bed before running my hands over her smooth skin and spreading her cheeks. Fuck, I need to take her there. I run my fingers through her wet folds, loving the whimpering coming out of her mouth. I trail my wet fingers up to her ass and lubricate it with her juices. Hearing her gasp at my touch there, I decide to slowly enter my pinky and hold it in there. Her body tenses. “You ever been taken here?” I ask, unable to look away from the picture of my finger in her ass. I grind my jaw as I wait for her answer, not liking the thought that another man could have been here, but she finally looks over her shoulder and locks her eyes on mine, shaking her head. I won’t lie, I’m fucking thrilled she’s never been taken there before, and that I’ll be the first.

  “I want this, Lu. Not tonight, I need to ease you into it, but will you give it to me?” Her eyes widen and I can tell she’s scared. I try to calm her fear a little and run my hands up her soft back. “I’ll take it slow, baby. If I hurt you, I’ll stop.” She sucks her bottom lip into her mouth, and nods in agreement. I smile knowing she’s giving herself to me. I’m the fucking luckiest man alive.

  I fist my cock and push the head of it up against her pussy’s entrance, teasing her there. “But first, I want your pussy. It’s been too fucking long.” She tries to push back on my cock and impale herself, but I steady her hips. She huffs. “I thought you wanted it fast, Hawke. Fuck me already, I can’t wait much longer.”

  “Tsk, tsk, tsk. I will fuck you when I’m good and ready. Right now, baby, I want you so hot for me that when you come, you’re gonna come
fucking hard.”

  Her head falls between her shoulders, and without warning I bend down and rest my knees on the ground, and suck her clit into my mouth.

  “Fuck!” She whimpers and I stroke my tongue through her wetness, sucking and pulling on her clit. I feel it pulse, and trail the tip to her opening and enter her, pushing in and out, tasting her sweetness. I circle my index finger on her clit in a slow, steady motion as I continue to suck on her.

  “Oh my God. I’m going to come, Hawke,” she pants out, and I use my thumbs to widen her folds further, continuing to tease her with my mouth and tongue. I’m starving for her, feels like a lifetime ago I last had her, and now that I’ve got her in my bed again, I’m going to remind her how good I can make her feel.

  I replace my tongue with my middle finger, thrusting in and out, and enter her ass again with my pinky. Before I can lean in and suck on her clit, she screams out, “I’m coming! I’m coming, oh fuck!”

  I feel her walls clench around my finger, and I lick up her juices like a man starved. She collapses on her stomach, my fingers still sitting in her warm heat. She looks over to me and I withdraw them and suck on both, not able to get enough of her taste.

  Without warning I flip her on her back and climb between her thighs. “Take off your bra,” I demand, and watch her reach behind her back and take it off. She throws it somewhere on the bed, and I grin and begin to lick up her stomach until I take her tight erect nipple into my mouth. I suck her hard and she gasps, arching her back off the bed. I move across to the other and give it the same attention. Squeezing her breast, I kiss its nipple before taking it into my mouth. My cock throbs with need, and if I don’t give it what it wants soon, it’s gonna blow its load.

  I look up from her breasts when her fingers slide through my hair. She loosens it, throwing the tie that was binding it to the floor. Her fingers pull at my damp locks, leading me back down to her breast, and I smirk. “My baby is eager as fuck.”

  “Please, Hawke, stop teasing. I need you inside me.”