Saving Claire: A Chaos MC Novel

by Cameron Hart

  Stacy reaches over and pats Mia’s hand. “Mia, love, I want to keep her too, but she has to have a choice. We can’t just lock her up or we’re no better than them.” Mia gives her a glare but finally nods and empties the rest of her drink.

  Stacy looks over at me and then swoops in for a hug. “I’m so sorry you went through all of that. You deserve so much better.” Pulling back, she takes my hands and looks me in the eyes. “You have a choice, but I can promise you, you won’t find a more loyal family than what we have here. We love our own fiercely, and we protect our own. You belong here, love. Please at least consider staying? We’ll get you a job here, you can help me in the bar. You can stay here or you can take the spare room in our house. River might be rough, but he really likes you.”

  I’m trying to keep my tears back so I don’t ruin my make-up. “I really like him too,” I manage to squeak out. “I like you too. All of you. Thank you.” Stacy leans in for another hug and then Mia hops up and runs around the table to hug us both.

  “You can’t leave me out! I’m here too!” She says. We all laugh and go back to our drinks.

  A few minutes later, a few of the guys walk in, just getting back from an assignment. I automatically look for Jax and see him walk in behind Bear. His eyes catch mine and roam down my body. I recognize the heat in his eyes. It matches my own.

  What is wrong with me? I had a heart-stopping orgasm like 5 hours ago, I shouldn’t be this needy for him.

  He makes his way over to me and holds out his hand in front of me. I take it and he pulls me into his arms, kissing me soundly, in front of everybody.

  “Damnit, angel. You’re fucking gorgeous.”

  I smile up at him and reluctantly pull away. “It’s all thanks to Mia. She thought I could use a girls’ night out.”

  His hand is still around my waist but he’s looking over at Mia and Stacy.

  “Thanks for taking care of my girl. I’m glad she has you ladies in her life.”

  He leans over and gives me a quick kiss on my temple.

  “Mind if I steal her away?” He asks.

  Stacy nods and gets up, giving me a kiss on the cheek. “Have a good night, Claire. Think about what I said, ok?”

  Jax gives me a questioning look but must decide to ask me about it later.

  Mia takes Stacy’s half full martini and sips it. “Go ahead and steal away. Love you, Claire-bear.”

  I look at her with eyebrows raised. “What?” She says. “I can’t let Jax be the only one to give you a nickname.

  I smile and give her a hug before letting Jax lead me to the back of the clubhouse.

  “Keep the dress, Claire!” Mia shouts when we’re halfway to my room. “I have a feeling I won’t want it back when you and Jax are done!”

  I open my mouth to say something, but then Jax lifts me up and flings me over his shoulder, giving my ass a smack as I squeal. He runs the rest of the way to my room and sets me down once we’re inside.

  Not wasting another second, Jax pushes me up against the wall and devours my mouth while his hands roam up and down my body like he can’t decide where to put them. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back with everything I have.

  He growls when I dig my nails into his shoulders and wrap my right leg around his hip. His hand automatically finds my leg, stroking me and moving up my thigh, underneath the hem of my dress.

  “Goddamnit, angel. I can’t keep my hands off of you. You look incredible in this dress. Fucking delicious.”

  “Mmmm… Jax. I want you,” I moan as he trails kisses down my neck.

  “I know baby. I want you too. Hold on tight.”

  I’m not sure what he’s talking about but then I feel his hands under my ass and he lifts me up as I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist. I feel his hard cock through his jeans and I start rocking against it, hoping to relieve some of the ache in my throbbing pussy.

  Jax continues his assault on my mouth, kissing me with desperate, hungry strokes of his tongue. He breaks the kiss and places his forehead on mine, breathing heavily.

  “Are you sore, baby?”

  “Huh?” I ask as I continue rocking against him, the fog of lust already clouding my mind.

  “Claire, sweetheart, look at me.”

  I stop and look up at him as he reaches up to cup my face, tracing my bottom lip with his thumb.

  “You had sex for the first time last night… I don’t want to hurt you. We can wait.”

  “You want to wait? Did I do something wrong?” I ask, confused.

  “Fuck no, I want to take you against this wall right the fuck now, but I don’t want to hurt you. You’re probably sore, right?”

  He clenches his jaw and I can tell he’s trying to hold himself back.

  I grip my thighs tighter around his waist and graze my lips across his. “Jax, the only thing that would hurt me right now is if you don’t fill my aching pussy with your huge cock.” I drag his bottom lip through my teeth and look up at him.

  He growls and bites my shoulder. I moan at the sensation and start rocking against his throbbing cock.

  “Fucking hell, Claire. You’re the sexiest goddamn woman… I’ll never get enough of you, baby.” He nips my earlobe before sucking it into his mouth. His lips are right next to my ear when he says, “I get so fucking hard when you talk dirty to me. I think I created a monster.”

  Not able to wait one second longer, I reach down an unbutton his pants. He holds me up with one arm under my ass while he pulls himself out and pushes my soaking wet panties aside.

  “Always so wet for me, angel. I love that. Love your dripping wet pussy. Are you ready for me?”

  “Yes, please Jax, I need you inside me!”

  He grunts and thrusts all the way inside of me. Jax swallows my moan with his mouth as he plunges his tongue in and out, mimicking what he’s doing with his huge cock.

  “Goddamn, beautiful. You feel so good. So fucking good. Love the way you feel, love every inch of your body.”

  I can’t form thoughts, let alone words, as he fucks me, quick and dirty against the wall. I’m already so close, I don’t know how much longer I can hang on as I feel the fire burning in my belly.

  He continues thrusting in and out of me, holding me up against the wall, and kissing my neck, my shoulders, any exposed skin he can find.

  “Oh, fuck, Jax, I’m there… I’m…”

  “Let go, baby, I’ve got you.”

  He plunges into me faster and faster, I’m on the edge, tension mounting every time he slams into me and rubs across my sensitive clit.

  And then the fire consumes me, burning from the inside out, sending sparks all over my body. I bite down on Jax’s shoulder, shaking all over.

  Fuck, every single time with Jax is incredible.

  He’s still thrusting inside of me, lazily, while I come down.

  “I’ll never get tired of watching you come, Claire. You’re a goddamn vision.”

  He kisses me and gently places me on the ground. I can still feel his hard cock deep inside of me.

  “But… you’re still- “

  “I’m not done with you yet, angel.”

  He pulls out of me and I whimper at the loss. He guides me to the bed and turns me around so I’m facing it and he’s behind me. Jax bends down and runs his hands up my legs. His thumbs hook the waistband of my panties and he pulls them down, slipping them off my legs and tossing them off to the side.

  He stands up behind me and kisses my neck, licking my pulse point. “Get down on all fours, baby.”

  I do as he says, a little nervous about what’s about to happen.

  Sensing my nerves, he bends over and kisses a trail up my spine and nips my shoulder. He whispers in my ear, “I promise this will feel good, sweetheart. I’d never hurt you. Do you trust me?”

  I automatically nod.

  “Good. Let me show you how good your body can feel. I love you, Claire.”

  It’s the last thing I hear before he grabs my hi
ps and thrusts in my entrance.

  “Oh, Jax! Oh my god! Yessss…”

  With this new angle, he’s hitting that spot that drives me crazy with each thrust of his glorious cock.

  Jax spreads out one hand over my lower back, and places the other one on my tummy, trailing down to my clit. He begins rubbing fast circles around the swollen ball of nerves.

  I arch my back, thrusting my ass into him, wanting more, wanting all of him.

  “Shit, baby, you like this? Like me taking you from behind?”

  I moan and meet him thrust for thrust.

  “I need your words, angel, do you like my big cock fucking you from behind?”

  “Yes, God yes, Jax! More!”

  He slaps my ass and I feel the sting in my clit and nipples.

  “Ahhh! More!”

  He smacks the other cheek and I shake all over.

  Jax smooths away the pain by rubbing his hands over the sensitive skin.

  “Fuck. Fuck, Claire, you’re perfect, you know that? So fucking perfect.”

  He leans his body over mine, placing his arms on the outside of my arms, twining our fingers together as he thrusts hard and deep with his hips. I feel his abs flexing on my back with each thrust.

  “Jax, I can’t hold on, I’m gonna come…”

  He growls and thrusts faster.

  “Me too. Come for me, baby. Let me feel your pussy squeeze my big cock.”

  His words set me off. I come so fucking hard I see stars. He wraps an arm around my stomach, holding me up and pressing me closer to himself as he finds his release. I feel his cum shooting inside of me and it triggers another orgasm. My arms give out and I fall into the bed while Jax holds me by the hips and rides out his orgasm.

  I feel him pull out and walk away. My limbs are like jelly and I can’t move yet. A few minutes later, Jax scoops me up in his arms and carries me to the bathroom. He peels the dress off of me and sets me down in the shower with warm water already coming down. He steps in with me and holds me close, kissing the top of my head.

  He pulls away and puts a finger under my chin, lifting my face up to his.

  “Are you ok, beautiful? I wasn’t gentle.” His eyes are full of concern doubt.

  I smile up at him. “Ok? No. I’m in-fucking-credible.” I can’t help the blush that spreads across my face just thinking about the dirty, amazing things he did to me. “Jax that was… God, I don’t even know. I’ve never felt… you make me feel so…”

  I can’t look at him.

  “How do I make you feel, sweetheart?” He guides my face back to him.

  “Wanted.”

  He wraps his arms around me and pulls me close again. “Claire. I do want you. I want all of you. Always. Forever. You’re mine.”

  I don’t know how to respond to him so I just nod into his chest. He holds me for a while longer and then turns me around and starts rubbing soap over my body, taking some extra time around my nipples until I come for the fourth time tonight.

  When it’s my turn, I make sure to get his dick extra soapy before stroking him until he comes for me too.

  He turns the shower off, wraps me in a towel, and carries me to bed.

  When he gets in the other side of the bed, he pulls me close to his side. I rest my head on his chest and start to drift off, listening to the beat of his heart.

  Right before sleep takes me, I realize what we’ve just done.

  I tense in his arms and fight the lump in my throat.

  Chapter 19

  Jax

  I’m holding the most incredible woman in the world and we just had the most amazing sex, hands down. I couldn’t imagine being any happier than I am right now. How did I get so fucking lucky?

  Then I feel Claire tense up in my arms. I turn to her but she tries to hide her face.

  Shit.

  I did hurt her. I’m such an asshole. I couldn’t help myself, she was so fucking hot in that dress. Fuck. That’s no excuse.

  “Baby, look at me. I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you? Please tell me I didn’t hurt you.”

  She shakes her head, face still buried in the pillow.

  “What’s wrong? Please look at me, Claire. I need to see you.”

  She turns her head and I see she’s been crying.

  “Angel, no, please don’t cry. What’s going on? Can you talk to me?”

  “Jax… we didn’t use a condom.”

  That has never happened to me. Not ever. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her long enough to remember a goddamn condom. She looks terrified, like I’d be mad at her.

  “Claire, sweetheart. I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking. I’ve never done that before. I’m clean, I promise.” I kiss her forehead and run my fingers through her hair.

  “It’s not that, I mean, what if I’m… What if I get pregnant?”

  Is that what she’s worried about? I’d love to see her swollen with my kid. I want her tied to me in every way. But I know it’s fast for her.

  “If you get pregnant, then I will be the happiest man in the world. I will always take care of you. I will always love you. I want it all with you, Claire.”

  She looks up at me with uncertainty flickering in her eyes. “Are you sure? I mean, what if you get tired of me? What if all my baggage is too much? What if Davis comes back and-“

  I cut her off with a kiss. I move my hand to the back of her neck and angle her up towards me to deepen the kiss, while my other hand finds the small of her back and pushes her closer to me. I want to take away all of her doubts, kiss away her pain, make her believe me when I say she’s it for me.

  I finally pull back and place a gentle kiss on her forehead.

  “I’m afraid you’re stuck with me, sweetheart. Baggage, no baggage, baby, no baby, I’m yours. And you’re mine. I promise I’ll never hurt you, Claire. Please give me a chance to prove it to you.”

  She doesn’t say anything but nods her head and buries her face in my chest. I wrap my arms around her and hold her. I’m never letting go.

  ***

  I wake up the next morning and look over at the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. She didn’t have any nightmares last night and some small part of me hopes it had to do with me. Ok, so not very small. A huge part of me wants it to be me. I want to be the one to keep all the bad things away from her.

  I look over at my phone and see it’s almost 10.

  Shit. I’ve got to meet with the other officers and discuss what Bear and I got last night.

  The assignment went off without a hitch. We got some good pictures of the asshole known as Savage. He’s older than I thought he’d be, and a little soft around the edges, though it’s clear he’s got some strength behind his tall frame. The guy’s nose is a force to be reckoned with. Seriously, it’s gigantic and pointed and I think I’d recognize it anywhere, especially after seeing the side profile pics we took.

  Slash uploaded the photos on his computer once we all gathered in one of the back rooms.

  “Ugly motherfucker, ain’t he?” Bear said.

  River grunted in agreement.

  “These are high quality pics, guys, but so far he’s not showing up in any facial recognition software. It’s like he never goes out except to occasionally purchase large amounts of firearms. I’ve got nothing. But I’ll keep trying.”

  Just then, I hear Claire’s voice a few seconds before the door swings open.

  “Hey, Jax, I didn’t know if you wanted –“

  Several things happened at once.

  Claire’s face goes completely white and she drops the mug of coffee she was holding.

  At the same time, River shouts, “Get the fuck out of here, this is club business!”

  Claire turns tail and runs away. I hear her trip and fall, but she scrambles back up before I can get to her.

  “Claire, wait!”

  I jump out of my chair and cut a glare at River. “Don’t talk to her that way! What the fuck, prez?”

  “I didn’t know it was her, but fuck, she�
�s gotta know she can’t just walk in here like that.”

  “It’s not her fault!” I yell. “I didn’t tell her she couldn’t come in here!”

  “Jesus, Jax, calm down. I’ll apologize to her later. You have to get control of your woman, let her know where belongs.”

  I’m fuming at him, I want to punch him in his mouth to get him to shut up. “Where she belongs? Would you talk to Stacy that way? Never mind, I have to go find her, we done here?”

  I don’t wait for a response, I just walk out. I have to find her.

  “Claire? Claire, sweetheart, where are you? I’m so sorry, it’s all my fault.”

  I check my room, the bar, her room. She’s nowhere.

  “Claire, please, baby. Say something. I need to know you’re ok.”

  I go back to her room in some desperate hope to find a clue to where she might have gone. Then I hear it.

  Soft whimpers coming from the bathroom in her room. I want to rip River’s fucking head off for ever making her feel this way. I’ll deal with him later. Prez or not, this is not ok.

  I open the door and don’t see her at first. But then I spot her huddled up in the corner between the toilet and the shower. She’s shaking and sobbing and trying to make herself as small as possible. It breaks my fucking heart. I know what prez said was harsh, but this reaction has to be about something more. Maybe a flashback?

  “Hey, baby, I’m so sorry,” I say as I kneel down in front of her. I reach out my hand and she recoils as if I’m going to strike her. Not gonna lie, that hurts. I hate that she would think I could ever harm her. I notice her knee is all scraped up and I want to punch River all over again.

  “I’m not going to hurt you, sweetheart. Can you talk to me? What’s going through your head right now?”

  “How… how…” she struggles to catch her breath as another sob wracks her body.

  “Breathe, baby. Take a deep breath for me, ok? You’re gonna hyperventilate, angel.”

  She nods and struggles to pull in air. After a few minutes, her breath evens out and the shaking stops. Finally, she looks up at me with red, puffy eyes, tears still drying on her cheeks.

  “How do you know him?”

  “Know who, sweetheart?” I’m so confused. Maybe she’s still stuck in a flashback? But she looks lucid.