Protected by the Biker

by Savannah Rylan

  “Please,” I said to Hunter, looking him confidently in the eye and he smiled.

  “Good girl,” he said, in that deep hoarse voice that prepared me for what was to come.

  Hunter straightened himself up, and grabbing me by my hips, he yanked me close to the edge. I was sitting up now, my legs spread wide apart and Hunter guided his cock towards me, holding it with one hand.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck and kept my eyes on what he was doing. I wanted to watch the way his cock’s tip grazed my folds at first, and then slowly, inch by inch, he pushed himself in.

  I moaned, and he grunted as he entered me. He was taking it slow this time and with every passing second, I wanted more. I wanted more of him inside me. I thrust myself towards him, to make the process quicker, but he was going to do exactly as he pleased.

  When Hunter was completely inside me, I looked up at him. I could feel the length and girth of his cock, filling me up to the helm, I couldn’t move…I was stuck to him and Hunter was looking into my eyes.

  “I knew I had to have you the moment I saw you,” he said, with a mixture of anger and helplessness. I gulped, my throat had run dry.

  “I had to be inside you. I had to feel your pussy. I had to watch you come,” he continued, just as he started moving his hips. His cock was moving in a circular motion inside me, the friction against the walls of my pussy was explosive. I felt like I could come right now. My grip on his shoulder tightened and I bit down hard on my bottom lip.

  “You are so sweet, Kylie…my princess. I want to keep you safe and when I’m alone with you, I want to hear you scream. I want to always be the one that makes you come,” Hunter said and then he yanked me to himself again.

  Our faces were aligned now, I could feel his breath on my face, my eyelids fluttered from his strong breathing. His thrusts became quicker and harder and he was pushing himself deep inside me.

  “Hunter…please don’t stop,” I pleaded with him and he smiled at me while he kept thrusting. Our bodies squeaked and crashed together, his balls thudding against me, my breasts bouncing between us.

  “Don’t worry princess, I will never stop fucking you. There is nobody else I want to fuck,” he said and then grabbing me by my shoulders, he pressed me to himself. His thrusts became wild and I screamed out with pleasure as I felt myself coming again.

  His words, along with what he was doing to my body made me come harder. I wanted to keep coming. Over and over again till there was nothing left of me. In that moment, nothing else mattered other than how he made me feel.

  “Good girl,” he stroked my nape, which was burning up now while I rose and fell through my orgasm. I was clinging on to him for support, feeling my body soaring as he crashed into me repeatedly.

  “I’m going to come inside you, Kylie,” he warned me, right in my ear and I felt him burst. His thrusts were shorter, like spasms, and his grip on my body became tight, leaving deep red marks on my skin as he came. Even though my own orgasm was over, I didn’t want him to stop coming. I didn’t want the moment to be over.

  Hunter grunted and growled, till every last drop of his seed was buried deep inside me and then he pulled himself out.

  We were both breathing hard while he stood in front of me. His cock was covered in both our juices and still erect, an angry crimson in color. His cock wanted more, but Hunter looked exhausted. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling.

  “What are you laughing at?” Hunter asked, in a mocking voice as he stroked his cock, almost like he was pacifying it. I still couldn’t stop grinning and I shook my head.

  “Nothing…I’m just glad you came to see me,” I said and pressed my legs together, suddenly embarrassed. Hunter came up to me, and pried my legs apart again. He had wedged himself in between them and hooking a finger under my chin, he lifted my face up towards him.

  “Sorry I didn’t ask earlier, are you on the pill?” he asked, in a sudden serious tone. I nodded my head.

  “Yes, ever since Carter, I don’t want any accidents,” I told him and Hunter leaned towards me and we kissed again.

  It was like every sense of foreboding; every bad omen I was looking for…had disappeared. I wanted nothing more than to just be in his arms like this…in my office, no matter how inappropriate this was.

  I was wrong, I should have given Hunter a chance to explain himself. I should have known that all men were not the same, even if they led the same lifestyle.

  Hunter hadn’t done anything to prove that he wasn’t like Tony, but everything about him made me trust him. It was crazy but I had never trusted anybody as much as I trusted this man I hardly knew. Maybe it was because I was falling in love with him. Maybe I was naive and foolish after all, but in that moment, I couldn’t find a single reason why I shouldn’t be with him.

  Hunter kissed me again, before he pulled away from me and started collecting our clothes off the floor. As I looked at him, I realized that I wanted Carter to meet him. Carter wouldn’t judge him, just like Hunter had said he wouldn’t. Carter would see him for the man he truly was. A guy who respected his mother and wanted to keep her safe.

  CHAPTER 14

  Hunter

  Kylie was watching my every move as I dressed myself. She had put on her scrubs again and when I turned to her, I smiled.

  “How is it possible that you make even scrubs look sexy? I used to think that they are fucking ugly! But now I get even more turned on seeing you in them,” I said and I watched as Kylie’s face lit up, then she blushed and looked away from me.

  “Well good thing I always have to wear them then,” she said and slid off the desk. I watched her as she lifted up her arms to tie her bun back up on her head. She’d missed a few curls and they fell delicately around her face now. She was the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen and I couldn’t believe that someone had tried to hurt her.

  My eyes darkened again, I was reminded of her ex.

  “Kylie, I’m not that guy. I’m not your ex,” I said, trying to keep my voice even. I was conscious of not sounding too angry now, after what she had told me about that guy. But I couldn’t help it, I couldn’t stop myself from getting angry every time I thought about what he did to her. Hurting a woman was only something a fucking low life would do.

  Kylie licked her lips, her eyes seemed to wander and then she nodded her head.

  “Okay,” she said and I stepped towards her.

  “I know you don’t want to tell me about him, and I don’t want to push you to do something you don’t want to do. But I know what the Dragon Knights are like, they break every code of MCs and you’ll just have to trust me that the Bad Disciples are nothing like them. We stick to our code of conduct,” I said and Kylie was staring straight into my eyes, like she was trying to figure out if I was being honest with her. “And being violent towards women or kids is completely against every rule in our book. I would never do that to you or anyone else,” I said, in complete honesty.

  Kylie gulped, still thinking, and then she nodded her head again.

  “Okay,” was all she said again, and I could see that she still hadn’t made up her mind. I understood that she needed more time. That just like me, she was confused by what was going on between us and of course, she had a son to think of.

  “I want to keep you and Carter safe,” I continued, and when she heard her son’s name, she looked back up at me with a jerk.

  “Okay,” she said again and I drew in a deep breath. This was going to take time. I was desperate to see her again, but I couldn’t push her.

  My cellphone buzzed in the pocket of my jacket and I pulled it out to see that Glock was calling me again.

  I answered, keeping my eyes on Kylie. She was staring at me too, looking for any clues that would give her an idea of who I really was.

  “Yeah?” I said into the phone.

  “Where are you?” Glock barked into the phone.

  “What’s going on?” I asked him, looking Kylie up and down, trying to drink in as much of her as
possible. Just this image of her would have to do till I saw her again.

  “Church has been called. Don’t be late this time, brother,” Glock ended the call and I slipped the phone back into my pocket.

  “You have to go?” Kylie asked, her face expressionless now.

  “Yeah. I will see you again,” I said, taking a step towards her. I kissed her, breathing in the scent of her skin and her hair as I did. When I pulled away, Kylie nodded her head.

  I couldn’t be late for church again, so I turned on my heels and rushed to the door. I looked at her one last time before I left, and she half-smiled at me. Then I was gone, riding my bike towards the Rusty Pelican for the meeting that Axel had called. A part of me was glad that I had figured out what went wrong with Kylie the last time. Another part of me was worried that she would never be able to get past what her ex had done to her.

  There was no point being in denial any more. I had feelings for Kylie Aston and if she couldn’t give herself to me, then I was screwed. Because nobody would ever taste sweet enough, now that I had a taste of her.

  ***

  On my way to church I quickly pulled out my cell to check on Marco. It had been a couple of days since I heard from him, and I wanted to make sure he was doing alright. On the second ring, he answered.

  “What’s up man?” Marco said.

  “Nothing, just calling to check up on you,” I said. I braced myself for his anger or annoyance.

  “I’m good. The group therapy has really been helping. And Kylie isn’t too bad to look at twice a week for our sessions.”

  I let out a loud laugh.

  “Yeah she isn’t too bad to look at.” I felt my jeans get tight at the thought of me taking her on her desk.

  “Well,” Marco said. “I’m sure you have gotten to know Kylie a little better than me already, but you can tell me about it another time. I’m being picked up for therapy now.”

  “Alright man. If you need me to take you sometime this week just let me know.”

  “I will.”

  I put my cell back in my pocket and hoped on my bike. I smiled brightly knowing that for the first time since Marco had been back he was finally starting to sound like my old friend.

  ***

  Tank, Glock and Gunner were already at the bar when I walked in. Once again, I was the last one to get in but at least this time, I hadn’t held up the meeting.

  I had to do everything I could to stop thinking of Kylie and concentrate on the meeting at hand. I knew that Axel wanted to discuss how the shipments were, and for that, I needed to be on full alert.

  Axel had taken up his position in the center of the bar, and I caught his eye as I crossed the room towards the boys. He didn’t seem pissed off, but he wasn’t pleased either. Kylie had completely taken over my life ever since I had met her. I used to be the first one to arrive at church usually, I was the one over-eager to prove myself to Axel. And now, I was sure that I was giving him the impression that I didn’t care anymore.

  “How were the deliveries?” Axel asked and Tank spoke first.

  “Everything was in order. We counted and checked and then checked and counted again. The Fallen Idols have stuck to their word,” he said and Axel nodded his head.

  “So, there is nothing that could potentially go wrong if we continue with this?” he asked, and everyone in the room was staring at the four of us. The guys remained quiet, but I decided to say something, even if Glock wasn’t going to.

  “I think we were being watched,” I said and I sensed Glock shifting on his feet beside me.

  “There was nobody there,” he added quickly and Axel looked from me to him and back to Glock again.

  “Which is it?” he growled, a little impatiently and I clenched my jaw.

  “We were being watched. I’m not sure but I think it was by the Dragon Knights,” I said authoritatively and Glock turned to me.

  “There was nobody there,” he repeated himself, narrowing his eyes at me. I knew I was making him uncomfortable. He didn’t want to admit to Axel, in front of everyone, that we hadn’t caught the guys who were watching us.

  “Hunter?” Axel commanded my attention and I looked back at him.

  “He’s right, we didn’t see anybody but that’s because we didn’t look hard enough,” I said, holding my ground and Axel turned to Glock again.

  “You didn’t look hard enough?” he narrowed his eyes threateningly at us and I heard Glock clear his throat nervously.

  “Because we didn’t want to put the shipment at risk,” I cut in and Axel looked at me again, his eyes widening for an explanation.

  “We could have smoked them out, which would have started a fight. I didn’t know how many Dragon Knights were watching us, whereas, it was only the four of us and we had an entire cargo load of shipment to protect,” I explained, keeping my ground and Axel’s shoulders seemed to relax a little.

  “I wanted us to wait, till we had everything safely stowed away. Picking a fight with the Dragon Knights is easy, we can do it anytime we want,” I continued and finally, Axel began to nod his head.

  “That was a good decision,” he said solemnly, still thinking, and then he looked back at us brightly.

  “We need to keep an eye out. I’m surprised that they haven’t taken their revenge yet. Watching us from a distance is a pussy move,” Axel said. “But they will eventually retaliate.”

  “They’re a bunch of pussies!” somebody called out and a low cheer rang out in the bar.

  Axel let out a loud laugh. “That they are,” he said. “But still, let’s be on the lookout. All right, back to work boys,” Axel declared and everyone cheered again. This was code for the drinks to start flowing. Before I turned away, I caught Axel’s eye and he tipped his head in the form of a half-nod. I did the same.

  Glock thumped my back as we walked towards our usual table. A wave of relief had flooded his face and he was smiling at me now.

  “The next time, warn me in advance, will you? Before throwing us under the bus,” Glock said, taking his seat next to me as bottles of beer started landing on our table.

  “I wasn’t throwing us under the bus,” I said to him as I brought a cold one to my lips. “I was just being honest.”

  CHAPTER 15

  Kylie

  I was driving to the daycare, my mind in a complete tizzy because I couldn’t believe what had just happened. Again!

  I didn’t know what to believe. Everything Hunter said made logical sense. Just because Tony had been violent towards me didn’t mean that every man who belonged to a MC would be the same, but I couldn’t get over the nagging feeling that in the end; all men were the same.

  What about the accountants or the school teachers who I believed would be perfect for me? What’s to say that one of them wouldn’t turn out to be alcoholics and cheaters and violent? Did someone’s lifestyle really dictate how they behaved in their personal lives or their relationships?

  There was no denying that I had feelings for Hunter. As much as I tried to fight them, they have hit me with full force. I felt safe around him. I was attracted to him with a burning passion that wasn’t willing to go away. I had never been with a man before who could make me feel the way he did. But I think one think that was stopping me from falling completely over the edge was the fact that he was part of a MC.

  I drove with the radio on loud as I made my way towards the daycare. The blaring music seemed to dull my senses a little, distract me somewhat from all the contradictory thoughts in my head…but I was only kidding myself.

  Every time I thought I could stop thinking about Hunter, there he was again, and I was reliving every moment that I had spent with him. The sound of his deep strong laugh echoed in my ears, I could smell his presence on my body, the way he held me tightly in his arms, how he had said that he would protect me…protect Carter.

  What if all of this was just an act? What if eventually, I would find out that he was just as bad as Tony? Wasn’t Tony attractive and strong and pa
ssionate in those first few months of our relationship? I couldn’t stop thinking about how susceptible I was to making bad decisions. How my taste in men always led me to trouble. And now I was responsible for my son too. I couldn’t just decide on a man who might hurt Carter. It wasn’t just about me anymore.

  But maybe Hunter was different? Maybe he was telling the truth when he said that he would never do anything to harm Carter or me? In the short space of time in which I’d known him, he had conducted himself well. Within the first few minutes he was in my physical therapy space, I could easily tell that he cared for his friend Marco. How willing he was to help him out, which to me spoke volumes on his character. In that time, he had shown no signs of violence, other than when he got angry over Tony. Even then, he hadn’t taken his anger out on me. Which was something Tony was quick to do. Everything had been my fault with him. And Hunter didn’t make me feel like I was his property. He gave me a choice, he treated me with respect, like I was giving him a gift. He hadn’t taken me for granted…not yet at least.

  I parked the car in the parking lot, and sighing loudly, I got out and started walking towards the daycare building.

  “Hi babe,” a voice said behind me and I felt my blood run cold in my veins. I whipped around, startled.

  Tony was standing there, with his hands thrust menacingly into the pockets of his leather jacket. He also looked like he had been drinking without a break and hadn’t shaved for weeks. There were bags under his eyes and his face looked dry and scratchy. I couldn’t imagine what I had ever seen in him.

  I clutched my purse to myself as self-defense. Even though there was no way that I could really defend myself if he wanted to harm me in some way.

  “Tony!” I screeched.

  “Scar,” he said, with that same threatening grin on his face.

  “How many times do I have to tell you to stay away from us?” I hissed at him, taking a few steps away from him.