Protected by the Biker (Grim Reaper MC)

by Savannah Rylan

  “Oh. And what is it that I did to hurt your fragile little ego?” she asked.

  “You called me a manipulator! You just accused me of cheating when that wasn’t what I was doing! You blamed your paranoia on me when I could not just put you in danger! I lived a hard life back in those days. I still fucking do. And I wasn’t going to allow you to get wrapped up in that shit. Not with my sister, or my mother, or my father, or my fucking friends, Laiken!”

  “But couldn’t you see that’s all I wanted from you?! I didn’t want your money or your idiotic idea of romance or for you to fuck my brains out all the damn time. I wanted your life, Jace. I wanted your world. I wanted to be a part of it. Not an escape from it,” she said.

  “Only you would call being someone’s escape a shitty thing,” I said, snickering.

  “And either way, you’re the one who fucking threw me out. Who grabbed my arm, tossed me out onto the porch, and slammed the door closed in my fucking face. What the hell was I supposed to do? Knock on the door and ask for your forgiveness? I wasn’t your princess, Jace. I wasn’t your shy little girl that would come crawling back to you when I made you angry.”

  “And I never assumed you were!” I exclaimed.

  “Then how the fuck did I break your heart!?” she asked.

  “Because you were just fucking gone after that!” I yelled.

  “Of course I was! You literally threw me out!”

  “There was nothing! No phone calls. No text messages. You weren’t at school, and you fucking weren’t at home. I traveled everywhere to find you after that damn fight. Everywhere! I drove to every damn city we ever traveled to and went into every damn bar I ever took you to! I was desperate to find you! I even attended your fucking graduation ceremony just so I could corner you so we could talk.”

  My chest was panting as Laiken stared at me with wide eyes. Her anger was cracking. Her strong body was crumbling. Her shoulders settled back into her body, and she settled back onto her feet. Her fists unfurled, and her fiery eyes extinguished into burning embers. I could see the shock rolling over her face as she turned my words over in her head.

  “You… did what?” Laiken asked.

  “You might not have given a shit about me over these past few years, but I never forgot you. I never forgot the beauty of your eyes and the feel of your skin against mine. I never forgot how your laughter washed over my body whenever I got a chance to pull it from you. I never forgot how wonderful it had been to feel your body pressed into mine as we rode my bike. And I sure as hell never forgot what your lips felt like on mine. You think I didn’t let you in? Laiken, I let you in and never fucking let go.”

  Her hazel eyes locked on mine as her entire body relaxed. A tear slowly made its way down her cheek, and I had to fight the urge to wipe it away. I was looking at Laiken for the first time in years, and I was witnessing her cry for the third time ever. She hurt. She was in pain. She had been carrying around all this anger, trying to stuff it down while she led her own life. It was obvious she had left. It was the only explanation I had to not being able to find her after the fight.

  “I searched for days, Laiken,” I said. “Weeks, even. Every memory I could conjure of us, I went there. Hoping to find you. Hoping to get you to myself so I could talk to you about that fight. I wanted to apologize to you, for fuck’s sake. For grabbing you the way I did. It was disgusting of me. It made me feel like… like my father.”

  I watched another tear fall from her dimly lit eyes. I took a step closer to her before I set the helmets on my bike. No woman should ever cry alone. Especially when she was in the presence of someone. I took another step towards Laiken and hoped she wouldn’t run from me.

  But the reaction I got was very different from the one I expected.

  Before I could reach out to dry her tears, her hands reached out for my body. They gripped my leather jacket, fisting the material as she pulled me closer. She closed the gap between us as she stood up onto her toes, tears freely flowing down her face as she crashed her lips up into mine.

  And for the first time in years, I felt whole again.

  Chapter 14

  Laiken

  His lips felt like ice against the fire dancing upon mine. I could feel my body trembling as I melted into him. His leather was familiar in the palms of my hands as my body pressed itself into him. I could taste his tongue on the tip of mine for the first time in years. His arms encompassed the whole of me, pulling me towards him as he drew in desperate breaths. Our teeth scraped against one another as our tongues battled for dominance, but that familiar ache in my gut was still present.

  Anger.

  Frustration.

  Betrayal.

  Shoving him away from me, he stumbled back. His eyes were wild with lust as he ripped his jacket off his shoulders. I strode back towards him and placed my hands on his chest, shoving him again and again until his back hit the wall. The shadows covered our bodies as our lips crashed together again. His hands ran all over my body, cupping my clothed breasts and squeezing my ass. I could feel his cock growing against my stomach as his warmth wrapped around my body.

  But I was going to show him.

  Show him what it felt like to be grabbed and cast aside.

  He swung me around and pressed me into the building as his lips scaled down my neck. My hands raked through his hair as his beard tickled my skin. My nipples had risen to puckered nubs behind my bra, scraping against the material as his hands ran up my shirt. The calluses on his hands burned my skin, pulling moans from my lips. I ripped his head up and found his lips again, then I pressed my hips into his body.

  I knew what I wanted to feel from him, and I wasn’t settling for anything less.

  My hands flew to my pants as I shoved them down my body. My underwear was soaked, and the smell of my arousal hit both our nostrils. I looked into Jace’s eyes, watching them dilate with passion and wild abandon as he licked his lips.

  I pulled his head back and frowned before I shoved him to his knees.

  I pushed his head down before I pulled him into my pussy. It was dripping down my thighs as I parted my knees for him. My back laid against the abandoned building we were behind, the wind shivering my skin as Jace’s face hummed into my warmth. I twisted my hand into his hair, raking my fingernails against his scalp as he growled into my body.

  “Lick,” I said.

  I felt his tongue slid from between his lips and part my folds. His hands planted on my knees, shoving them further apart to gain more access. My juices were dripping onto him, tainting the sand underneath us as he licked a thick stripe up my slit.

  My legs shook as my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

  Years. It had been years since I’d allowed myself to think of this. To remember how good his tongue could make me feel. As he slid his wide tongue into my pussy and pressed his hands to my knees, I could feel myself opening up to him. Showing him a side of me that had taken months for him to coax out of me.

  His tongue found my clit and flicked it expertly. I held him tightly to my body as my hips rolled into his mouth. I coated his face with my scent, covering him with the one thing I knew he wanted more than anything. He moaned into my pussy, ricocheting vibrations up my core before he pressed his tongue deep into my body.

  “The only good thing you ever did give me,” I said breathlessly.

  I looked at him and saw his eyes flicker up to mine. His gaze was sharp, chastising me as I grinned down at him. I wrenched him away, and he took a big breath, then I placed him back at my pussy as he pulled my lips apart.

  “Suck that clit,” I said. “Do what you’re supposed to.”

  He took my breath away as he set himself to work. His lips wrapped around my swollen clit while his tongue flicked away. He pressed and circled as his beard tickled the insides of my thighs. I squeezed my legs around his face as he held his breath. I could feel his body shaking. I could feel his skin heating up. I ground down into him as that coil began to wind up in my gut, and
just as I was about to lose it, I pushed myself off the wall.

  Jace gripped onto my hips and held me towards him, his strength sending me over the edge. I was standing on my tip toes as I held onto his hair for leverage, shaking and writhing against nothing but his face. Stars burst into my vision as more tears brewed behind my eyes, and as I came down from my high, I could hear him swallowing me down.

  He was gulping me down. Like his body had been starved of water and I was his only source of it.

  I stumbled back into the wall as my pants hung around my ankles. My body was quaking, and my knees were weak. My throat was hoarse from biting back the urge to moan his name. He wasn’t going to get that from me. He wasn’t going to get the satisfaction of hearing his name drip from my lips.

  Just as I was regaining my composure, I felt my pants pulled off my legs and something strong pin me to the wall. I opened my eyes and looked up into the nighttime sky, but it was obstructed by Jace’s angry gaze. His arms flipped me around and pressed my chest into the wall, his hand pressed between my shoulder blades as I heard him fiddle with his belt.

  “The only good thing I ever did for you?” he asked as he slid his pants down. “You think that was the only thing I was ever good at?”

  I felt my entire body shivering with anticipation as I reached back for his arm. I latched my hand around it and bared down with my fingernails, trying to gain the upper hand again. But Jace’s cock pressed against my ass and I whimpered at the feeling of him.

  “I never could resist you, Laiken,” he said as his lips kissed my ear. “But you forget something.”

  I turned my head off to the side just as his lips captured mine.

  “You forget that you couldn’t resist me.”

  His cock slid into me, and I moaned out into the night. I shivered at our connection, feeling his cock split my walls. He stretched me like it was my first time and it left me gasping for breath. His hand pressed farther into my back as his dick slicked itself in my juices. I could hear Jace grunting, those wonderful sounds pouring over my body. Holy fuck, how I’d missed this. How I missed him filling me in every way imaginable. His cock throbbed against my walls as he sank down to the hilt, and the moment his hips pressed against my ass another tear rolled down my cheek.

  “I hated you,” I said breathlessly.

  “I know,” he said as he kissed my tear away.

  Reaching behind me, I fisted his hair. I brought his face into the crook of my neck as he drew his cock from between my legs. He slammed into me as I whimpered into the wall, biting my tongue from uttering his name.

  “Say it,” he said.

  “Over my dead fucking body,” I said.

  He thrust into me again as I clung to him. His arm wrapped around my body, grabbing at the excess around my stomach. He growled into my neck, his lips sucking and nibbling as I pushed back into him. His cock rubbed against the back of my clit, shivering my spine as I gasped for air.

  “Say my name,” Jace said.

  “Never.”

  He picked up his pace as his hand traveled downward. I could feel his fingers breaching my pussy as I tried to back away. He knew too much. He was privy to so much knowledge of me. I felt his lips smirk into my skin as I backed into him, trying to cease his movements as his teeth latched onto my skin.

  Just as his fingertips found my clit, his free hand cracked against my ass. I bit back a yelp as I screwed my eyes shut. He drew back and smacked it again, chuckling as my ass jiggled for his pleasure.

  My skin was burning underneath his touch as he fucked me into oblivion.

  “You left me,” he said as he delivered another slap. “You left me, and you never came back.”

  “You threw me out, you piece of shit,” I said as I tugged on his hair. “You didn’t deserve me.”

  “You weren’t willing to compromise,” he said as he pounded my pussy.

  “You weren’t willing to let me in,” I said as my nails raked down his neck.

  “You didn’t deserve to be let in,” he said as he smacked my ass again.

  “You didn’t deserve me, asshole.”

  I thrust my hips back into him, causing him to stumble away from my body. He knocked up against his bike as I turned around, then I leaped at him as he straightened up. I crashed my lips into his as I dragged my nails down his shirt, moving with him as he pulled us up onto his bike. My body still fit perfectly into his as I straddled his lap, his bike holding us up as my juices began to drip onto it.

  He wasn’t going to have the upper hand in this. Not if I had anything to do with it.

  He rolled his hips forward and slid his cock into my pussy. I pushed him back, and he braced himself against his bike, his entire body open for my taking. I curled my fingernails into his chest as he bit down on his bottom lip, then I rode him off into the sunset. I slammed down on his cock as my feet planted on the edges of his bike. It rocked underneath our movements as my hair fell on my face. Sweat was dripping down my brow as Jace’s eyes locked onto mine.

  It ignited a fire in my gut that I had no choice but to chance.

  “That’s it,” he said. “Ride that cock, Laiken. Take what you’ve missed all these years.”

  I clamped my hand down over his mouth as my clit brushed against his body. He murmured into my hand, incoherent words I wouldn’t allow to hit my ears. My legs were jumping, and my body was flushed with want. I was so close to my climax I could taste it. Jace’s cock pulsed inside of me, threatening to spill forth his contents and mark me in the only way I knew he truly wanted to.

  His eyes grew wide as my lips parted in pleasure, but I didn’t give him the satisfaction. My orgasm barreled over my body while my pussy massaged his cock, milking him for all he was worth as his body released.

  But I hopped off his lap just before he could unload into me, his hot come spilling onto the leather of his bike as I stumbled back to the building.

  I was shaking. Breathless. My pussy was still throbbing, and stars were still bursting in my vision. I pushed my hand between my folds and circled my clit, drawing out my orgasm as my forehead pressed into the grimy wall of the building.

  And as I rode out my own orgasm by myself, the only thing I wanted to do was moan Jace’s name.

  I sank to my knees, my body quivering as Jace continued to pant. It took me a moment to gather myself, but when I did, I stood and pulled my pants back up my body. The moonlight was flooding the neighborhood in a pale glow, but the only thing I could concentrate on was the familiar swell wafting around my head.

  It was the smell of Jace, and I combined. A smell that I had carried under my nose all this time, but could never get rid of.

  “Here.”

  I looked up from my pants and saw a helmet in my vision. It was attached to an arm that was bulging with veins, and I felt my pelvis heat all over again. I zipped up my jeans and smoothed out my shirt, then took the helmet from Jace before I slid it over my head.

  “We’re going back to my place,” he said.

  “What?” I asked.

  “It’s either that or back to the bar. I assume you don’t want me knowing where you live,” he said.

  He was wrong. I wouldn’t have cared if he knew where I lived. But with the anger we just poured onto each other’s bodies, I could see how he could draw that conclusion.

  “Okay,” I said as I slipped the helmet on my head. “Your place it is.”

  Chapter 15

  Snake

  I knew I needed to go back to the lodge tonight, but I wasn’t ready to admit everything to Laiken. Taking her back to the lodge meant explaining to her about my ties to The Road Rebels. And that shit wasn’t happening tonight. Ever since both of my parents kicked the fucking can, I’d been taking care of their house. I battled with their estate for months, and once I got everything settled I took over their house. I drained their bank accounts to pay off their exorbitant amount of debt, including my father’s medical debt.

  Then, I let it ride.

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sp; Laiken was clinging to me, like she used to back in the old days. Her lips were dangerously close to my back as her cheek pressed into me, and I could feel my cock already twitching with need. We rode through the streets of our hometown, passing places we used to frequent and lights we used to run at three in the morning. Her body was still shaking. Whether it was from shock or pleasure, I wasn’t sure.

  What I did know was that I wanted her.

  I needed her in my arms tonight.

  I wanted to take my time with her. The hate fuck was nice, but now I wanted to cherish her. To lick every crevice of her body and listen to her beg for me. I was going to make her say my name. By the time I was done with her, I would be reminded of what her voice sounded like crying out my name. Choking on its syllable and chanting it like a tribal hymn.

  We rode up to my house and straight into the garage. I hopped off the bike before I held out my hand, offering her help off the bike. I saw Laiken’s eyes dart to my palm as she curiously stared at my hand. It was an invitation. A polite ask as to whether or not she wanted to come inside.

  I could see her debating it before she slid her hand within mine.

  In seconds, the garage door was closed and her lips were on mine. We stumbled into the house, ripping off each other’s clothes. Her hands were everywhere on me. Sliding down my chest, fingering my abs. Reaching for my cock that stood strained against my jeans. Her skin was warm against mine as I freed her tits, stumbling our bodies to the stairs as her hands tried to free my dick.

  Then, she planted her palms into my chest and shoved me down onto the stairs.

  The carpet came into contact with my skin as she wiggled me out of my pants. My cock was angry… dripping with need as she perched between my legs. Her beautiful hazel eyes fluttered up to me as a grin crossed her cheeks. I knew what was coming, and my cock jumped with delight.

  She parted those pillow-soft lips of hers and wrapped them around the tip. My back sank to the stairs as my hands made their way to her hair. I fisted her luscious blonde locks, committing their softness to memory as her tongue swirled around my head. A drop of precome rose to the surface, seeking its death upon her tongue as she lapped at it slowly. My ass was tight and my legs were taut. My chest was panting for air as she slowly took me as far as she could. Her soft, luxurious hand wrapped around the base of my cock, pumping me slowly as her tongue traced the protruding vein on the side of my dick.