Saving Claire: A Chaos MC Novel

by Cameron Hart

  I take a few orders, work on a few bikes, and think of Claire. Seems like she’s never far from my mind and I can’t complain.

  I know she still wants to run. She doesn’t feel safe being so close to the compound. I can’t blame her. I know once we have this Savage business dealt with the club and I will deal with The Guardians. That shit doesn’t fly, especially not on our turf.

  I get done at the shop around six and I want to stop by the clubhouse to see Claire before riding out on the assignment tonight. I hate that it’s been nine hours since I’ve seen her and I can’t go another six hours without touching her. I’m addicted. And I’m not mad about it.

  Back at the clubhouse I find Claire hanging out with Stacy and Mia again. She’s laughing at something Stacy says and then turns when she sees me in the doorway.

  She beams at me and gives me this stunning smile that explodes in my chest. Claire is so beautiful it hurts. She’s wearing this cute little sundress that hugs her curves and hits just above her knee.

  Claire jumps up and makes her way towards me. She looks like she’s going to hug me but then stops short, looking behind her and remembering we have an audience.

  Too bad I don’t give a fuck.

  I grab her hips and pull her into me before leaning down and claiming her lips. Her hands slide up my chest and at first I think she’s going to push me away, but then she grabs my shirt and pulls me close.

  “Whooooo! Get it, girl!” Mia shouts in the background.

  Claire breaks the kiss as her cheeks blush bright red. She buries her head in my chest and I chuckle wrapping my arms around her and stroking her back.

  “You two are just too fucking cute,” Stacy says. “I think it’s time Mia and I go do something somewhere else. Weren’t you just saying how you wanted to help me clean the bar and work my shift with me, Mia?”

  Mia rolls her eyes but then smiles at us. “Yeah, yeah, sounds like an epic Friday night.”

  The women head out to the bar and leave Claire and I alone in the media room.

  She finally looks up from my chest and surprises me by pulling my head down and crushing her lips on mine. Our tongues tangle together, each wrestling to take control of the kiss. I reach down and pull her right leg up. She automatically wraps it around my hip and moans at the contact. I run my hand up and down her exposed thigh as I kiss down her neck, nibbling at her pulse point before licking away the sting.

  “Fuck, baby. I missed you,” I say into the shell of her ear.

  “I missed you too, handsome.”

  “Handsome?” I pull back to look at her gorgeous face and grin at the nickname.

  She scrunches her nose up and it’s the most adorable thing I think I’ve ever seen.

  “Yeah, I was trying it out, but I don’t like it.”

  “Oh? Am I not handsome?” I ask before going back to nipping and licking my way down her neck.

  Her breath picks up and I feel her heart beating faster.

  “You’re more like… devastatingly hot. Irresistible. And really…” She trails off.

  “Really what, angel?”

  She looks embarrassed and I love it.

  “Really… fuckable.”

  Oh shit.

  She looks up at me with a spark in her eyes and I’m instantly hard.

  “Shit, beautiful, you can’t say stuff like that to me.”

  “Oh. You don’t like it?” She asks and genuinely looks worried that she crossed some line with me.

  “Baby, I love it. But now all I’m going to think about is getting inside you again.”

  “Mmmm… I wouldn’t mind that…”

  I rest my head on her shoulder and groan.

  I have to change topics before I give myself the worst case of blue balls. I don’t have time to do everything I want to do to her before heading out.

  “Have you ever been on a bike?”

  She shakes her head.

  I lean down and put my lips on the shell of her ear.

  “I’ve been dreaming of getting you on the back of my bike for days.”

  “Oh yeah?” She says breathily. “It wasn’t what I was planning for tonight, but at least I’ll still get to wrap my legs around you.”

  Fuuuuck.

  I growl and kiss her hard before pulling back, setting her leg back down, and straightening her dress.

  I take her hand and head outside.

  ***

  I jump on my bike and help her swing her leg over and scoot her closer to me.

  “Wrap your arms around me, angel, and hold on tight.”

  I start the engine and roll out of the parking lot.

  “You ok back there, beautiful?” I yell over my shoulder.

  “Yeah, this is kind of amazing.”

  I smile and head up to one of my favorite spots, looking out over the town.

  Having her on the back of my bike solidifies it. She’s what I’ve been missing. This feels so right. She’s pressed up against my back and… is she moaning?

  I feel her rocking her hips slightly, rubbing back and forth on the leather seat.

  Oh my fucking God. She’s getting off sitting on the back of my bike.

  My dick is so hard right now it’s painful.

  I speed the rest of the way to the destination, put the kickstand up with engine still running, hop off, and pull her off the bike. Before she can say anything I smash my mouth onto hers in an all-consuming kiss.

  “Did you like being on my bike, angel?”

  “Mmm…” She moans.

  “Fuck, baby, were you getting off just being back there? Did you feel that power vibrating between your legs?”

  “Yes… yes!”

  I lift her up on the bike, straddling it, as I sit behind her. I pull her close and start rubbing her pussy through her panties as she throws her head back onto my shoulder and rocks her hips on the seat, the bike still humming beneath her. I suck on her exposed neck and she tilts her head to give me better access.

  “Oh, fuck, Jax. This is… I… fuuuuck.”

  She reaches her arms behind her head and tangles her fingers in my hair. She’s stretched out, back arched, rubbing her luscious ass against my rock hard cock and angling her hips to hit her clit on my fingers.

  I move her panties to the side and shove two fingers inside her dripping wet cunt.

  She cries out and moves herself up and down my hand. I lick and kiss my way to her shoulder and pull the strap of her dress down with my teeth before biting down on her soft skin.

  “Yes!” She moans.

  “Goddamn, baby, you’re so fucking hot. I can’t get enough of you.”

  I reach my free hand up and knead her gorgeous breasts, pinching one nipple through the fabric of her dress and then the other. She bucks and thrashes in my arms. I press my thumb to her clit, pinch her nipple, and bite her again. She fucking falls apart in my hands.

  Claire screams my name and arches her back, gripping and pulling my hair as she shatters and shakes, her pussy clenching my fingers and gushing on my hand. I continue rubbing lazy circles around her clit. Between my thumb and the bike still vibrating underneath her, her orgasm stretches on for so long I think she might pass out.

  Finally, her hips slow and her shaking stops. I turn off the bike and cup her face in my hand, turning her head so I can kiss her long and deep, drinking up all of her desire as the last of her orgasm ripples through her.

  Claire falls against my chest, breathing hard and totally spent. I pull my fingers from her pussy and bring them up to my lips. I suck off all of her honey and growl.

  “Shit, Claire. That was… Fuck. That was so fucking erotic. You like when I bite you? When I cause you a little pain with your pleasure?”

  “God, Jax. I love everything you do. I can’t… I can’t believe we just did that. I feel so incredible. I think I passed out for a second,” She gives a breathy laugh.

  I kiss the top of her head and sit her up. I hop off the bike and help her down before wrapping my arms ar
ound her and pulling her into my chest.

  Claire looks up and steals a kiss from me. “Your turn,” She says with a devious grin as she reaches down and palms my thick cock.

  I growl and kiss her again, the need for release almost painful.

  Claire kneels down in front of me and I almost lose it.

  “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do baby.” It almost hurts to say it. My dick is pressing against the zipper of my jeans, no doubt pissed that I’m trying to talk my way out of a blow job.

  “And if I want to?”

  “Fuck, angel. It’s all yours.

  She grins and goes to work on my jeans, popping the button an undoing the zipper in record time. My boxer briefs are pulled down my legs and she strokes me with her small, soft hands.

  I groan as she rubs her hands up and down my shaft, fast and then slow, spreading precum all over the length.

  Then, she leans forward and licks just the tip of my dick, working her tongue around the head.

  “Fuck! Baby, that’s so good,” I encourage her.

  She looks up at me with her stunning eyes and parts her lips, slowly fitting my cock inside her hot, wet mouth. She gets a few inches in and closes her eyes, moaning. Fuck, it’s so much better than what I imaged.

  Claire tries taking more of me but starts to gag.

  “Relax, beautiful. Relax and open up for me. I love being in your mouth, you feel so goddamn good. Do you like the taste of my big fat cock on your lips?”

  “Mmmm…” She moans around my dick, sending shivers throughout my entire body. She sucks me off, hollowing her cheeks.

  Claire pulls back and my cock comes out of her mouth with a pop. Then she starts stroking me again and licking the nerve running down the side of my shaft. She places soft kisses on the sensitive skin, landing one right on the tip. Her tongue snakes out and massages the slit on the head of my cock.

  I growl and place my hands on her head. She takes the hint and sucks me back into her perfect mouth, taking more of me than before. Her speed increases and I feel myself hit the back of her throat. We both moan at the sensation.

  Just when I don’t think this blow job can get any better, she reaches out and fondles my balls, stroking them and getting me so fucking close.

  “Fuck, Claire, I’m close, baby.” I grunt.

  I try pulling her head away but she shoves her face closer to me, hollowing out her cheeks again as she milks my cock.

  My balls tighten, my spine tingles, and I grunt out my release, yelling her name as I shoot my hot, sticky cum down her throat. She swallows and takes more. I come so fucking hard and unload rope after rope into her mouth. She takes everything I give her and then licks me clean.

  I pull her up into my arms and kiss her, not caring that I taste myself on her. I have no idea how she’s so good at that. My baby is a natural.

  “Goddamn, sweetheart. You’re amazing,” I tell her after I finally catch my breath.

  She smiles. “I love seeing you lose control. I like knowing I’m the one who made you do it.”

  How did I get so lucky? I pull my pants up and then wrap my arms around Claire again, unwilling to let her go just yet.

  “You’re so perfect for me, you know that?”

  She shakes her head like she doesn’t believe me and looks down at her feet.

  “You’re too good to me, Jax.”

  I lift her chin so she’s looking right at me with those heart-stopping grey eyes. Tears are pooling in the corners of her eyes, threatening to spill over.

  “What’s going on in your head, beautiful?”

  “I don’t know. I’ve never felt like this before. Like… like happy. And warm. And safe. Jax, I think… I think I might…”

  She stops herself and tries to move her head away. I don’t let her.

  “Say it, angel.”

  She takes a breath and looks me right in the eyes. “I think I might love you.”

  My heart fucking explodes at her words. I kiss her lips softly and then slip my tongue inside. We’ve had wild kisses and desperate kisses and paradigm shifting kisses, but this is a sweet kiss. It’s slow and tender. A promise.

  I pull my head back and snake my arms around her hips to bring her closer to me before resting my forehead on hers.

  “I love you so fucking much, Claire. So much it hurts.”

  “You do?” The tears start rolling down her face.

  I nod, my forehead still pressed to hers as I wipe away her tears.

  “Yeah, angel. I think I loved you the moment you fell into my arms.”

  She wraps her arms around me and pulls me in for another slow kiss.

  I dip my head to her shoulder and she nuzzles her head into the side of my neck. I spread my fingers across her back, pressing every inch of her body against mine as we just hold each other. Finally, I feel complete.

  Chapter 18

  Claire

  Oh. My. God. My mind is still spinning from the evening I had with Jax.

  He dropped me off about twenty minutes ago and said he was going on another assignment and wouldn’t be back till late. I want to ask him more about his life at the MC. I got a bit distracted last night… and again today.

  I’m in the shower, washing off the dust from the ride and also the embarrassing amount of cum coating my legs.

  Goddamn. Sitting on the bike while Jax gave me the best orgasm of my life and bit me was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever felt. Not that I have anything to compare it too. But, just… goddamn.

  I’m still tingling just thinking about it.

  And then there was our conversation after. I don’t know what came over me. I had been wrestling with my feelings towards him for a few days and in that moment, I was still coming down from the incredible high of having him in my mouth and controlling his pleasure, and there Jax was, standing in front of me and saying all these kind things about me and looking at me like I was the most precious thing and I just… said it. Told him I loved him.

  I didn’t expect him to say it back. I mean, yeah, he’s been so nice to me and I think he liked the sex, but I didn’t really know what it all meant to him. I’m struck again with how little I really know about him. Maybe he has a new girl every week and I’ll be gone soon enough.

  Fuck. I keep getting so distracted. I fucking told him I love him! What was I thinking? I don’t deserve all of what he’s given me and it’s time I remember my place. It’s been a week and I have some seriously terrifying people after me. I’m shocked they haven’t found me yet.

  I turn the shower off and get dressed after drying off. It’s 8, just enough time to grab a snack and watch some Grey’s Anatomy.

  ***

  “Ooooh, nuh-uh, girl. You’ve had enough McDreamy for now. We’re getting dressed up and having drinks.” Mia says from the doorway.

  “We are?”

  “Yup. I have a super cute black dress and heels that would look amazing on you. Let me do your hair and makeup! It’ll be fun.”

  “Mia…”

  “Sorry, I’m not taking no for an answer.” She comes over and stands in front of me.

  “But I shouldn’t leave…”

  “I know. We’re just going to the bar here. But that doesn’t mean we can’t dress up! C’mon, when’s the last time you got all fancy and had a girls’ night?”

  “… Never.” I reply.

  “Well, there ya go. You’re way overdue for one. Let’s go, lazy bones!”

  I stand up and give her a hug. “Thanks so much, Mia. I’m going to miss you.” I say the last part without thinking.

  She pulls out of the hug and looks at me with a mix of sadness and determination.

  “One day you’ll realize that you’re stuck with us. We’re not letting you go, Claire. Not a chance. You belong here, ok?”

  I just nod and let her lead me out of the media room.

  ***

  An hour later, Mia has me dressed in a cute and classy black dress It’s a halter top with bla
ck lace over the bodice. It fits snug around my breasts, tapering in at my waist. The skirt flares out and hits mid thigh. It’s shorter than I would have chosen for myself, but I have to admit I look good. Like, really good.

  “Hot damn, mama! You look amazing!” Mia says from behind me as I look at myself in the mirror.

  “All thanks to you! This dress is beautiful. And how did you get my eyes to look like this?”

  “That’s called a smokey eye, and your eyes are fucking beutiful without any makeup, so I tried my best to just accent what you already have. Face it, Claire, you’re kind of gorgeous.”

  I blush, not really sure what to say to that. Looking at myself now, I almost believe her.

  “Anywaaaaayyyy. Are you ready?”

  I nod and we’re off to the bar.

  Stacy is already there waiting for us. She’s not working tonight, but she is behind the bar mixing drinks.

  “Whatcha doin, Stace? I thought it was your night off?” Mia asks.

  “I’m not working, just getting drinks for us. Since I’m guessing Claire doesn’t drink whiskey or beer, I thought I’d make us martinis.”

  “Oh, you don’t have to do that for me! I wouldn’t know what I like… I’ve never had a drink.” I say sheepishly.

  “No way! Well then I’m honored to be your first.” Stacy says with a wink.

  ***

  Two martinis and two hours later, I’m feeling good. Not sloppy or drunk, not like the elders or their sons on the compound. Just warm and fuzzy.

  I end up telling Stacy and Mia the abridged version of my time in The Guardians.

  “Those fucking bastards!” Mia says with a surprising amount of force and anger for her little frame.

  I can’t help but laugh. I’ve never seen her so worked up, and to think it’s because of me is weird.

  “I’m fine now, I just have to figure out my next step, ya know?”

  “First of all, it’s not fine. That shit is messed up and I’m so sorry they did that to you. And second of all, I already told you you’re not going anywhere, so you can go ahead and get those thoughts out of your head.”