I couldn’t help but run my hands over his chest, over the ridges and muscles of his abs and I could feel the color rising in my cheeks because I couldn’t stop myself from admiring just how hot he was.
He was looking at me, brushing my hair away from my face, touching my breasts, squeezing my ass. It was like we were discovering each other all over again. His hand stroked my belly gently from time to time like he couldn’t believe that I was carrying his child. Every time he did, I saw a flicker of a smile on his face. I knew he was happy. I couldn’t believe that the news had made him happy. I hadn’t expected this reaction from a man like him.
Then, after we had been exploring and touching each other for several minutes, Tank started rocking me. I reached for his cock behind me, stroking it gently and feeling it throb and grow in my hand as I did. He grunted and moaned, rocking me so that I gently bobbed over him.
I could feel my pussy throbbing too, I knew I was leaving a trail of my juices on his belly, and he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, it seemed to turn him on even more. I stretched myself, throwing my head back so that my hair fell like a waterfall on my back. He reached for my breasts, cupping them, squeezing and them pinching my nipples.
His hands…large and warm…traveled down my growing body, over every curve of my flesh. He murmured something under his breath, but from the glow in his eyes I could tell that he was admiring me.
Then his hands traveled down to my pussy, he touched me, and I moaned. He was testing me for my wetness.
I pressed the palms of my hands down on his chest, trying to tell him what I wanted and he grabbed my waist again.
Gently, he lifted me up, only a few inches in the air and he looked straight into my eyes as he brought me back down.
My lips parted, and a wild cry escaped my lips when I felt his cock graze the folds of my pussy. I clutched his chest harder, feeling my nails digging into his flesh as he settled me further down. His cock slid in, inch by inch till he was deep inside me. I moaned, and he moaned too.
I was sitting on him, on his cock, with my legs on either side of him.
“Ride me, Noelle, make yourself come,” he grunted, and he didn’t have to ask me again. That was exactly what I wanted.
I moved my body, up and down his cock, my ass banging against his stretched out legs as I used him to pleasure myself. He held on to my hips loosely while I bounced on him. My breasts bounced with me, my hair flew everywhere…and all I could feel was how deep his cock was inside me. How I was using it to stroke that spot which was going to make me come.
Tank has his teeth clenched, his eyes focused on my nipples. He was watching me move, watching me bounce and everything about that moment was too hot to handle. I felt myself release, almost too quickly but now that it had risen up in me, I couldn’t stop it anymore.
My orgasm came like a wave, washing and crashing over me and I screamed out his name. My toes curled, and I could feel my body shaking as I exploded over him. Tank growled and came too, and I didn’t stop bouncing. Harder and faster, trying to make sure that not a single muscle in my body was left out. I wanted every cell, every nerve of my body to feel the pleasure of the orgasm.
Tank shot inside me. Just like the time he impregnated me, this time he exploded inside me, and I could feel him depositing his seed. He growled and shook, making my body shake as well as he emptied himself.
I was exhausted, and I crashed on him, laughing because I couldn’t believe how happy I was. Tank wrapped a strong arm around me, pinning me down to his chest. I could feel his hot breath falling on the top of my head, as he tried to catch his breath.
He kissed my hair, weaving his fingers into it and we lay like that on the couch in each other's arms.
“We’re having a baby!” he exclaimed, after several minutes of silence had passed between us. I looked up at him, into his eyes, admiring his handsome, sharp face.
“You’re going to be a dad,” I softly told him with a smile, but he still looked like he was in complete disbelief.
He leaned over and knocked his forehead against mine, smiling at me. I couldn’t remember him smiling this much or this often when I knew him last.
“There is no other woman I would want to be the mother of my children, thank you, Noelle. You are the perfect woman for me,” he said and allowed his fingers to gently trail down my back, leaving goosebumps on the way.
“And I promise you, we will figure this all out,” he said with honesty in his eyes.
A few hours ago, I had been so alone. I thought I was going to have to spend my life by myself as a single parent and be forever heartbroken over Tank. And now, I was lying in his arms, naked and exhausted from making love and he was happy to know that he was going to be a father.
It didn’t matter to me what world he belonged to, or what he was involved in. All I wanted was for us to be together.
19
Tank
Tank
I woke up the next morning to the smell of coffee and pancakes.
“Morning sleepyhead,” I heard Noelle’s voice and looked over to see her in the kitchen, making breakfast. We had spent the night on the couch, and I couldn’t stop smiling.
“I didn’t know what you liked for breakfast, so I made you everything. There are eggs and bacon and pancakes and coffee and tea and cereal, and I can make you some waffles too if you want,” she said, and I got up from the couch and strode over to her.
I was naked, and Noelle was in nothing but my discarded t-shirt. She smiled at me, and I pulled her into my arms.
“I don’t want anything else,” I said, as I covered her face in kisses. She pressed her tender body to me, throwing her arms around my neck as she kissed me back. My hands traveled from her gorgeous ass to her back, rolling the t-shirt up along the way. Her skin was soft and smooth like butter, and she tasted of coffee as I sunk into her lips.
When we parted, her cheeks were flushed and her blue eyes were bright.
“I hope you can call off your shift at the hospital today, because you’re spending the day with me,” I told her, weaving my fingers into her hair. Noelle caught my hand by my wrist and rested her cheek on the palm of my hand. She was excited at the prospect of spending the day with me, but couldn’t have imagined how happy I was.
“What are we going to do?” she asked.
“I’m going to make sure you have my MC’s full protection so that nobody can bother you or come close to you again,” I said, leaving out the part that it was possible that her life could be in danger too. She didn’t need another reminder of that. Noelle looked surprised, and she straightened her head to peer into my eyes.
“Is that possible? Will your club agree to something like that?” she asked and I stared back at her firmly.
“Yes, I’m going to make sure that they are,” I told her.
At the Rusty Pelican, I parked my bike outside its doors. I had sent a text to Gunner to ask Axel to call for an emergency Church meeting. I grabbed Noelle’s hand as I led her towards the doors of the bar, aware that she was nervous. I had a feeling that she had never been to a bar like this before. It was going to be a completely new experience for her, and I wished that I could ease her anxiety a little, but the truth was that I was nervous too. I wanted the meeting to go smoothly. Besides, I had never brought a woman back to the bar, or introduced her to any of my brothers; let alone Axel.
Noelle was walking by me closely, our arms grazing. All the information I had given her about this meeting; was that she was going to be walking into the midst of my entire Motorcycle Club and to just follow my lead. I knew she trusted me. She had just nodded her head and agreed with me regarding the plan.
When I pushed open the doors of the bar now, we were hit with the usual blasting of Classic Rock music, and a jumble of voices inside. I could sense Noelle’s muscles stiffening immediately as we stepped in. The air in the bar was slightly smoggy, filled with cigarette smoke and it smelt of masculine adrenaline and beer in there. These weren’t d
etails I had always noticed, but with Noelle there beside me today, I was paying attention to them.
I could see that most of the Bad Disciples were there. Gunner had managed to organize Church pretty well on such short notice. I also noticed how most of my brothers stopped chattering, and turned to look at us the moment we stepped in. I didn’t even want to imagine what Noelle was feeling; with a bar full of hardened tattooed bikers, with thick beards and leather jackets, drinking in the middle of the day…staring at her.
I knew exactly what everyone in that place was thinking. That Tank had walked into Church with a woman in tow. Tank! Who had never been seen with a woman before, who kept his private life to himself, who didn’t smile or crack a joke. He had now turned up at the bar with a beautiful young woman who nobody recognized…well, I was sure that Glock and Gunner recognized her from the hospital, but their faces when I looked over at them, seemed just as much in shock as the rest of them.
I squeezed Noelle’s hand, and clenching my jaws, I led her through the crowd of my brothers towards the center of the bar where Axel was sitting on a bar stool. He was looking at us keenly as well, with narrowed eyes and his brows crunched up. He was just as surprised as everyone else.
I glanced a look at Noelle and saw that she was walking with her face turned to the ground. I could sense that she was embarrassed or self-conscious or both, and I didn’t blame her.
We came to a halt in front of Axel, who was now scanning Noelle up and down. From the corner of my eyes, I could sense Gunner and Glock exchanging looks. Someone had turned down the music in the bar too so that now it felt like we were surrounded by complete silence with everybody’s eyes on us.
“Well, Tank? Are you going to explain yourself?” Axel finally broke the silence, and I sensed a shiver run down Noelle’s body. I looked at Axel and drew in a deep breath. I didn’t even know where to begin.
“This is Noelle Peters. She was my nurse at the hospital when I got shot,” I said, looking Axel directly in the eye. I wasn’t sure how seriously he or my brothers were going to take this declaration of mine. Would they assume this was all a joke? Axel wasn’t smiling; instead, he was peering at Noelle like she was a creature from outer space. Then his gaze dropped to how I was holding her hand. Axel looked over at me again.
“And what is she doing here?” he asked, and another shudder ran through Noelle’s body. Now I was worried that she was too afraid, that she wouldn’t want to be here. Without the MC’s protection, it was going to be very difficult for me to keep her safe by myself.
“We are together,” I said and felt a twitch in my eyelids. I had never imagined myself saying those words, and especially not to Axel, in a bar full of my brothers. There was a low buzz in the crowd when I said the words and Axel lifted his hand up to shut it up.
“Do you mean that she’s your woman?” Axel asked, his brows knotted quizzically like he wasn’t buying it.
I clenched my jaws, holding his gaze and I nodded.
“She’s also carrying my child,” I said, and another buzz rang out in the crowd. My eyes flitted over to where Gunner and my friends were standing. He was in shock, as was Glock. Noelle’s grip on my hand tightened.
“Silence!” Axel called out, and the buzz died again.
“She’s going to be the mother of your child?” Axel asked, arching his eyebrows and I nodded again. Axel was now staring at Noelle again, he too, like everyone else in the room, seemed to be in utter disbelief.
Then, after a few moments of silence, he addressed Noelle directly.
“There must be something special about you, sweetheart because Tank has never introduced us to any of his girls,” Axel said, and finally, Noelle raised her eyes to meet his. I could see the way her cheeks were flushed, and how bright her eyes had gotten. She didn’t know what to say.
Then Axel looked at me again.
“The mother of your child is welcome to the Club, Tank,” Axel declared, and I felt a flicker of a smile on my face. Gunner and Glock were smiling too, and some of my brothers cheered. Noelle looked at me, a relieved smile stretching her face and I smiled back at her in reassurance.
“Now, sweetheart, if you can go to the back office over there, you’ll find the other old ladies having a chat. Brooklyn and Kylie, and my old lady, Rebecca. Sniper! Why don’t you take Noelle over and introduce her to the crowd,” Axel continued and gently, I let Noelle’s hand go.
She seemed to hesitate for a moment, but then she walked towards where Sniper was waiting to take her in. She threw me a look before she walked through the door, and I nodded my head again to reassure her.
When she was gone, Gunner and Glock came over to thump my shoulders and congratulate me.
“So, you’re going to be a father, Tank!” Axel said, and I pursed my lips together and shrugged. There was no chance that I was going to demonstrate to my brothers just how excited I was at the prospect.
“It’s a hard job. It doesn’t come naturally to men like us, which is why we need women like them,” Axel said and tipped his head towards the back office where his own old lady was sitting. Some of the others chuckled, and I smirked.
“Before I worry about that, there is something else to take care of,” I said, interrupting the cheerful spirit in the bar. Axel arched his eyebrows at me again.
“You mean taking care of the Dragon Knights?” he asked, and I glared into his eyes.
“One of the assholes, Viper, saw Noelle in the hospital. He knows she’s pregnant,” I said, and Axel’s eyes changed instantly. It went from diffused and calm to enraged.
“If they know she’s carrying your baby, they’re going to use that against you,” he said, and I nodded. I could feel Gunner’s anger from across the room. Gunner and Viper had history, and I knew him threatening another woman would push him over the edge.
“It could put Noelle and the baby’s life in danger,” I said, and Axel shook his head. He was staring at me, and I knew exactly what he was thinking. Threatening one of the MC members was one thing, but threatening one of the old ladies or one of the kids of the Club was a completely separate matter. It was intolerable in Axel’s eyes. Gunner stormed over to us.
“Did he hurt her?” Gunner hissed, and I clenched my jaw at the thought of it.
“He was rough with her. Pulled her arm. Asked her about me. He knows,” I replied, and Axel scrunched the can of beer in his hand out of anger and threw it to the floor.
“It’s time,” Axel said, in a louder voice, so that he was sure that the entire MC was paying attention to what he was saying. “No more waiting. We need to take down the Dragon Knights before they strike or harm one of the old ladies or children,” Axel continued, and a cheer rang out in the bar.
I felt Gunner’s hand on my shoulder, and he squeezed it in support. Glock, Sniper, and Hunter had joined me too. When I looked at their faces, I could see that each of them was in agreement with Axel and me. The Dragon Knights had had a personal role to play in each of their lives, all their women were in danger as long as the DKs were allowed to run free. We all agreed that they needed to be taken down.
When I looked back at Axel, I saw that he was smiling at me. This had been my plan since that night I got shot, and now it was finally going to be set in motion.
20
Noelle
Noelle
The women and I came out of the back office into the bar, when we heard loud voices. Brooklyn, Kylie, and Rebecca all seemed very excited about the fact that Tank and I were going to be parents in six months. Even though I hadn’t met any of these women before, and our paths might not ever have crossed other than in this situation…I seemed to be getting along with them well.
Brooklyn and Kylie were close to my age, beautiful women and fiercely in love with their men. Rebecca was closer to my mother’s age but was warm and welcoming. When we heard their raised voices outside, Rebecca led us out, and we saw that the Club was deep in discussion.
Tank was standing with Gunner, Glock and
his friends around the President, Axel and I couldn’t help but admire him from a distance. The women and I took up seats in the back.
“Think they’re finally planning their final attack on the Dragon Knights,” Kylie said, keeping her eyes on the men. Rebecca nodded her head, and when I met Brooklyn’s eyes, she smiled.
“You look worried,” she said to me, and my cheeks flushed, and I licked my lips nervously. I was new to this world, and even though everyone had been perfectly friendly and nice to me till now, it was all still new to me.
“No, it’s nothing. I just don’t know what an attack means…what that means for Tank,” I said, and now Kylie and Rebecca looked at me as well. Kylie reached for my shoulder and squeezed supportively.
“I know how this can feel, I felt lost and worried for Hunter too…this was all new to me too. But you shouldn’t worry. These guys know what they’re doing, and they’re good at it,” Kylie explained, and I nodded my head, trying to hide the tension from my face. Even though I appreciated their support, those words weren’t helping. All I was hearing was that Tank was going to put himself in danger. That his life might come in harm’s way.
“And besides, honey, it’s probably better that you know this now, from the beginning…this is what keeps our men happy. They need to go out and do what they feel is right and what is best. If they don’t, they lose the meaning of their lives,” it was Rebecca speaking now. She was Axel’s old lady, a generation older than us, and a seasoned MC woman.
I appreciated her advice and what she said made perfect sense to me, but I still wasn’t able to wrap my head around the lifestyle. How the father of my child could possibly be involved in all this.
While we were outside this world, it was easy for me to forget what Tank did. I could focus on only him, his body, and how he was capable of making me feel. Now that he had brought me here to this bar. Now that I had met his friends and brothers, and I was getting a taste of his day to day life; I wasn’t so sure of myself anymore.
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