MC Romance: Gravel A Motorcycle Bad Boy Obsession (Untamed Rider Forbidden Temptation Book 1)

by Brittany Dreams

  I want to run out and grab him, but she might get hurt or worse if I do. I have to wait until the others get into place so we can all jump him at once.

  “Please don’t hurt me, sir. Please. I’ll shut up,” Elaine begs.

  “You’re beautiful,” Steve says as he touches the blade to her neck. “I’d hate to cut your sweet tongue out, but I will if you don’t do as I say.”

  She nods but doesn’t say a word. His hand runs over her dress and he reaches to the ground, to the bottom of the dress and hitches it up. His hand is so close to her leg and I know what he’s about to do and I will not let that happen.

  I can’t wait any longer, so we climb off our horses and make our way through the thick mess and towards the small clearing that Steve must’ve made as a hideout.

  Levi and Adam move in silence through the brush so we can surround Steve. One of them makes a sound like a bird and we spring into action. We all fly out into the clearing and pounce on Steve, knocking him away from Elaine.

  “Jacob!” she shouts, relief threaded through her delicate voice.

  I give her a quick glance then look back at Steve and focus on getting him down and out. Steve manages to wiggle out from under us somehow.

  He scrambles for his gun, but Josh has it out of his holster and tosses it away so he can’t get to it. Elaine yells out, “He has a knife in his left boot!”

  Reaching for him, I yank his leg up and jerk the knife out of it. Levi looks at me. “Get her out of here and we’ll take care of him.”

  I nod and take the knife I pulled from his boot and cut the rope holding Elaine to the tree. She falls into my arms, sobbing. “It’s okay, love. I have ya now.” A kiss I place on her forehead then pick her up and take her to my horse.

  I sit her in front of me. She can’t stop crying and it’s breaking my heart. “Shh. It’s goin’ to be fine now, love. You’re fine now.”

  One shot rings out and she jumps in my arms, her eyes go wide. “Oh, God! What if he shot one of them?” she asks as her body shakes.

  “Nah, It’s him who met his end, not one of the deputies. Don’t ya worry ‘bout that. That man will never harm anyone again,” I tell her and kiss the top of her head. “Are ya hurt anywhere?”

  “Not really, just some scratches from all the thorns, but I’ll be fine. I ran out because I thought you were shot,” she says. “I guess I shouldn’t have done that. And what happened to you anyway? Why were you lying on the ground?”

  “I fell off the horse, dodging the bullet he sent my way. It winded me and I couldn’t get up for a second. I sat up only moments after he grabbed ya.” I pull her close to me and hug her tight. “I thought I’d lost ya and it tore me heart apart.”

  “That’s how I felt when I saw you on the ground. My mind went to another place. My body took over and ran to you, it was all instinct. Then I was pulled up and away from you. I thought I might never see you again, and it broke my heart.” She buries her head in my chest and holds me as if she might lose me any second.

  The edge of town we finally hit and I head towards my house. The door still wide open, I ride up and get off the horse and take my wife back inside. Her body cradled in my arms, she’s cold and shaking.

  “I’ll fetch some water and get those scratches cleaned up so they don’t become infected.” She rests her head against my chest as I carry her in.

  “I’ll do it, you shouldn’t have to do that, Jacob.”

  “I’m goin’ to do it and you’re goin’ to let me. It’s one of my jobs as your husband to keep you well.” I sit her down on the edge of the bed and unbutton her light blue shirt.

  As I pull it off her, she looks up at me. “Thank you.”

  “I’d do anything for ya, lass. I was never goin’ to just let that man take ya.” I push the shirt from her shoulders, revealing a few long scratches on her arms. My heart aches that she was harmed at all. “Let me get some water and a cloth and clean these up well.”

  I turn on a small lantern to light the room. She sits on the edge of the bed, bathed in the golden glow and my heart skips a beat at her beauty. She runs her hands over her hair and sighs. “I must look a mess.”

  I return to her side, wet cloth in hand and run the cloth over one long scratch. “Tis a shame your beautiful creamy skin has to have even one thing marring its perfection. You don’t look a mess though. You look beautiful.”

  Her face pinks in a blush and she smiles though it’s a weak smile. “Aw, you’re just saying that, Jacob.”

  I run the cloth over another angry red scratch and mentally curse the bastard, Steve. Then turn my eyes to hers. The golden glow in the room picks up every hint of gold in her light brown eyes. “No, I’m not, Elaine. You are truly beautiful, and if ya feel up to it, I’d like to show you just how beautiful I think ya are.”

  Her soft hand runs over me beard and her eyes look only at me. A softness is in them and she parts her lips and leans towards me. “I feel up to it, husband. Make me your wife.”

  My heart pounds and my pants are suddenly tighter than they were before. I want to strip and pounce on her like a hungry wolf. But she is too special for such a rough way.

  Though it’s hard as hell for me to control, I slowly pull her hands to make her stand and untie the waist of her skirt. It falls in a heap to the floor and only her undergarments stop me from seeing her flesh.

  She pulls the thin straps of the shift from her shoulders and it falls to the floor, joining her skirt, she pushes down her underpants with it. Then she stands before me just as God has made her. And he made her just for me, of that I am sure.

  My hands reach out through no will of my own. They want to feel her soft skin beneath them and they are going to do just that, come hell or high water. “Jacob, may I undress you?”

  “Hell yeah, ya can!”

  ELAINE

  The buttons on Jacob’s shirt easily open for me as I pull them apart and take in every inch of his massive chest. A thin auburn patch of curls cover his hard muscles.

  I stand before him as he sits on the bed. As I push the shirt off his shoulders my naked breast touches his chest and he inhales sharply. The way his hard, hair covered chest feels against mine is not a thing I thought it would feel like, it’s beyond wonderful.

  Warm and comforting with a hint of desire is what fills me with the contact. His hands move to cup my breasts and a warmth begins to spread through me. He pushes me back a little and his eyes take them in.

  Slowly he moves forward until his mouth touches one, sending a jolt through me. He looks up at me and smiles, then takes the whole breast in his mouth and runs his tongue over the nipple that goes hard in an instant.

  I moan and lean into him. His other hand runs off the breast he’d been cupping and around my waist, landing on my bottom. Pressing his hand firmly against it, he squeezes one cheek and pulls me closer to him.

  Slowly he suckles my breast and every pull he makes on it sends an odd sensation through the lower part of my stomach. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt in my life.

  His teeth bite down on the nipple, gently and I clench my body briefly at the sensation. I run my hands over his back and love the tightly corded muscles I find there. I want more though.

  I pull away from him and he looks up at me in confusion. “Ya do not like that?”

  “I do like that. I like that a lot.” I push him back to lie on the bed. “I’d like to see more, if you don’t mind.”

  He nods. “Finish the job of undressin’ me then, lass.”

  First one boot then the other I pull off, socks next and then there’s the pants which are covering up a thing I’ve never laid eyes on before. My hands tremble as I unbuckle his belt and I grow tense and nervous. “Easy wife, there are valuables hidden under that fabric.”

  His words have me giggling and I look at him as I pop the last button open and pull the jeans down his long, muscular legs. A monster pops up as I do and I throw my hand over my mouth and gasp. “Jacob! Is that to fit
inside me? I can’t see how.”

  He smiles and sits up, naked as I am now. “It’ll fit, that’s what it was made to do, ya know?” He pulls me to him and has me lie on the bed with him.

  Now that I’ve seen the size of the thing he intends to run into me, I’m shaking like a leaf. “Jacob, it’s too big.”

  He laughs, and a smile goes clean across his handsome face. “Why thank ya, love. That’s a nice compliment.”

  “Compliment? I didn’t mean it to be. I mean to say that it’ll never fit. It’ll rip me apart. I’m too small.”

  “You’ll spread, don’t worry,” he says and moves his body over mine.

  It does nothing to comfort me. His mouth falls down to mine and he kisses me soft and slow. His tongue runs into my mouth and slips over mine. His thick male member pulses against my stomach and instinct tells me he is more than ready to try to penetrate me with it.

  Then his mouth leaves mine as he trails little kisses down my neck. Over my chest he goes and kisses me as he slides his body down mine. His lips touch the inside of my thigh and he takes my ankles in his hands, heaving them up until my knees are bent and his head is between my legs.

  “Jacob, what are you going to…”

  I grab the bed and fist the sheets in my hands. His mouth touches me in the most intimate area I have and it sends heat right through me. His tongue slides over some part of me that I never knew existed and sends the most intense pleasure all over my body.

  “God!” I shout as my hips move on their own, up to his hot mouth. “Jacob!”

  His smile I can feel on me and his lips move. “Does that mean ya like it?”

  “Don’t stop!” I whimper.

  Back to work he goes and into another world my mind goes. What an unexpected surprise this is. His hands run over my stomach and he takes a breast in each one. Teasing my nipples with pinches and little twists. It hurts a little, but somehow it feels fantastic at the same time.

  Little pants I make as his tongue strokes and presses into my folds, tapping on the previously unknown little bead at the top. My legs start to shake and deep inside me little explosions seem to be occurring. My mind goes completely blank as I buck under his mouth and make a little shrieking sound. “Oh-My-God!”

  I moan and moan and writhe under his mouth. He continues to kiss me there then moves his mouth and kisses up my body until his hard erection is up against me.

  His hot mouth comes down on mine. His tongue thrusts into my mouth and I can taste the difference. Somehow that makes me ache more for him and suddenly I’m not afraid of his huge member going into me.

  The tip touches the outer edge of my vagina and he pushes at it until it gives way and opens up. I groan as it burns and his kiss deepens. He pushes in a little more and that area spreads for him.

  It hurts like hell, burns so bad and for some reason I don’t want him to stop. A little further he pushes into me, then he stops. It’s as if something’s stopped him and I pull my mouth from his, twisting my head away.

  “Jacob, you won’t fit, will you?”

  He looks at me, his eyes dark with desire. “I will, it’s just your innocence has to be broken, love.”

  “What? How?” I ask then he pulls himself up a bit and slams his mouth on mine as he slams his member into me.

  White heat burns me as he pushes all the way in and I scream, but his mouth on mine covers the noise. I break into a sweat as he pulls out and thrusts back into me.

  My nails run over his back as I groan with the pain. More quick thrusts he makes then the burning turns into a slight sensation of discomfort. A few more hard strokes he makes and a sudden change occurs and my body reacts to his and what he’s doing.

  I arch up as he thrusts. It’s as if my body just knows how to react on its own. The way he’s filling me up entirely is making me hunger for him. I kiss him back and run my hands over his back.

  He muscles ripple with every stroke. I venture on and move my tongue into his mouth. His teeth I run it over, memorizing how they all feel. His mouth leaves mine and attaches to my neck.

  Slow bites and then his tongue strokes the area, then he sucks at it. It stirs something in me. I find it so natural and yet it never occurred to me that someone touching me like that in that area could cause such pleasure.

  His strokes grow faster as he moans and takes a lock of my hair in his large hand and wraps it, pulling it back. It ignites something in me and a deep ache begins in my stomach. Before I realize it, I’m coming apart inside and wiggling as he continues to stroke in and out of me.

  “God, baby!” he says with a groaning shout.

  Then he stiffens and heat fills me. A good heat, not coming from me but from him as we become slick with liquid. His strokes stop and I can feel him pulsing inside me. It’s the oddest incredibly pleasant thing I’ve ever felt before.

  All I know is I want to do this again and again.

  JACOB

  Morning light peeks through the small window of our bedroom. I’ve waited a while to use the word, ‘our’ when speaking of my house. That’s how I’ve always thought of this place as my house. Now I’m thinking of it as our home.

  My wife actually likes making love. She woke me with her kisses two more times after I took her innocence. She responded so well to all we did.

  I lean up on one hand and look down at her as she sleeps soundly. Small snores she makes as she sleeps, and it’s the most adorable sound I’ve ever heard.

  She wasn’t my first, I’ve dallied around with the saloon girls some. A couple of them still work in the saloon and were none too pleased when they found out I had chosen a woman I’d never met to be my wife and share my bed and life with.

  They had tried to rile me with their words. They told me most women don’t like to make love. Most would never let a man taste their deep places the way they would. Elaine did and I do believe not only did she like it, I dare say she loved it and I loved doing it to her more than I could’ve ever imagined. The whole thing was better than I’ve ever experienced before.

  Perhaps the being married thing makes it better. I can’t say for sure, but it’s better and now that I have a partner who seems to love it as much as I do, the world looks a little brighter.

  Her pretty brown eyes flutter open and she smiles sweetly at me. “Morning.”

  I kiss the tip of her cute little nose. “Mornin’ to you sweet princess that ya are.”

  Her hand flows along my jawline and her eyes go dark. “How was I?”

  I take her hand and pull it to my lips and kiss her palm. “Wonderful. No, I take that back.” She frowns and I chuckle. “Beyond wonderful, love.”

  The frown disappears, and she says, “I love how you call me that. You make me feel like the most special woman in the world. That’s exactly how I want you to feel, Jacob. Tell me what I can call you to make you feel that way.”

  “You could call me a nasty name and I’d still feel ya thought of me like that. It’s in your eyes, lass.” I kiss the top of her hand and my nether regions grow. I sigh. “Are ya hungry?”

  Her eyes go wide and she sits up quickly. “Oh! My wifely duties, Jacob. How awful of me! I should’ve been up a long time ago and seen to making you a proper breakfast. Oh! How terrible of me!”

  She tries to get out of the bed and I pull her back into my arms. “No, love. That’s not how I meant it. I just wanted to know if you were hungry. If ya are, you and I can make it together. I don’t mind helpin’ and I want ya to know that. And if you’re not hungry, then I’d like to show ya how much I love ya again, then we can make somethin’ to eat.”

  The darkness which fills her eyes and the grin on her face makes me think I may know her answer. “Well, in that case, how about you show me, then we’ll eat.” She takes the side of her bottom lip between her teeth and looks at me with a hunger.

  My hand has made its way to one of her tender breasts. My mouth begins to water and I kiss her lips gently then move them down and take her succulent breast i
nto my mouth as I toy with the other.

  Her soft hands run over my head and tangle up in my hair as she makes little moans and noises that spur me on. She tastes like salt from our hours of lovemaking last night and I find it the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted.

  Her hands cup my face and she pulls me up. “Jacob, could you teach me how to pleasure you the way you did me last night?”

  My cock goes rock hard in an instant. “Ya sure ‘bout that?”

  She nods and I just about lose it with only that. I sit up and run my hands over me face. I cannot believe she wants to do this. The prostitutes assured me I’d never have that pleasure again with a regular woman. Boy, were they wrong.

  I run my fingertips over her rosebud lips and smile. “It’s easy to do if you let yourself go. Let your mind think of nothin’ and let your mouth do what feels right to ya.”

  I lay back and gesture to my standing ovation and she giggles as she looks at it. “Wow! It’s so ready!”

  She makes her way to the end of the bed. Sitting on her knees, she leans over and runs her smooth as silk hands over my dick and I shudder, it feels so awesome. “Just run your mouth down the length of it, love and use your hands to cover it when your mouth leaves any open area. Up and down, just like when I move it inside of ya.”

  “Got it,” she says then places her sweet lips on the head and my eyes roll back.

  “Christ in Heaven that feels fantastic, love.”

  Her lips spread and her hot mouth moves over my hard dick and she actually moans as she takes it in. I have to grab the mattress to hold into myself. Never has it felt this way. Her touch is like magic to me.

  Her innocent mouth has brought forth intense sensations I’ve never known. She slides her mouth down until I feel the back of her throat then she makes a little sound and it goes down farther. Her smooth hands come up to stroke me as she pulls her mouth back up. She pulls completely away and looks at me. “Is that right, Jacob?”