by Eden Rose
“Ohmigod,” I blurt.
He chuckles and jerks at the tip of his dick. His dick is hard, thick and strong like the rest of his body. The muscles in Hawk’s arms are screaming for me to put my lips on him.
I curl a finger and beg him to come closer. I take my shorts and thong off throwing them to the ground.
He climbs onto the bed with his big body in between my thighs. His dick nudges at the opening of my pussy and I tilt my hips to get him to push inside of me. His hands reach down and he laces his fingers with mine.
Slowly, so slowly, he pushes inside of me and I scream out from being stretched like I am. Hawk’s huge, but he’s being careful to not break me in half.
“Ah!” I moan as the head of his dick pistons through me.
“Are you okay?” Hawk asks caring for me.
“Yes. Please!” I beg. I’m in too deep to stop him from hurrying. I’m way in too deep to stop him period. I need him in a way I have never needed anyone else.
“Can you take more? Fuck, you’re tight,” he groans and kisses my lips.
“There’s more?”
He thrusts a little more and this time he hits an elusive spot inside of me I never knew existed.
I scream as the waves of an unexpected orgasm hits me. My body tenses and flutters around the man inside of me.
In a matter of experienced thrusts, he’s all the way inside of me. He’s on top of me and leans down to grab my nipple through my tank top.
“Fuck, baby,” he says with his eyes boring into mine. “You’re so fuckin’ perfect. Get on your knees.”
He slides out of me for me to follow his directions and I want to cry. Missing his dick already, I’m quick to follow. I’m on my hands and knees with my ass in the air.
Hawk leans over and bites my ass cheek. I yell out from the shock and pleasure of him biting me.
His hands grip my hips to line me up to take his dick again. He’s not gentle like he was before. This time he takes me how he wants to. He knew I needed the gentle from earlier. Now is his turn.
With his hands guiding my hips, he fucks me hard. He fucks me without abandon. It’s hard but feels good. His heavy sac hits my clit and I spiral all over again.
“Fuck!” He grunts.
“You feel so good,” I moan with my face pressed against the pillow from my bed. I have neighbors and don’t want them hearing me get fucked.
“God damn it, Maci. You’re perfect. So fuckin’ perfect.”
His hand reaches around to tickle my little clit. I didn’t think it was possible to come again, but he’s building me up all over again. This time when the orgasm hits me, I fall onto the bed. Hawk doesn’t move from inside me. He places the hand on my hip onto the bed for leverage.
“I’m gonna come,” he tells me.
My body is on fire from him. The man is a god. I want more and more from him.
“Fuck me harder,” I demand.
He bites my shoulder.
“Jesus,” I moan.
His hips hold my legs apart and he fucks me harder than before. Every time he pistons inside of me, he groans.
Is he fighting his orgasm? Can guys do that? I never thought they could do that before.
“I’m comin’!” He warns.
“Give it to me,” I beg.
In a matter of two more thrusts, he’s filling me up and I collapse on the bed even more than before.
“Shit,” I moan.
“God damn it. I meant every word, Maci. You’re mine.”
I nod. “Right back atacha.”
He kisses my shoulder and slides out of me. I moan at him leaving my body. “Where’s your bathroom?”
I can feel his orgasm flowing out of me and I know he forgot a condom. Shit! I forgot a condom, too.
The last time I forgot a condom, I became pregnant with Riley.
“Fuck, Maci. I’m sorry! I forgot a rubber.”
I shake my head and move to lay on my back. “Yeah, that was pretty crazy.”
“I’m clean,” he murmurs and returns from the bathroom with a washcloth.
“I’m clean, too. I haven’t had sex in a few years…” I admit.
He begins to clean me up carefully. My sex is super tender from him fucking me like a mad man.
“I get checked every three months. I’ve always used rubbers. I’m sorry, baby. I lost all track of everything when I saw your beautiful body on the bed.”
I smile at his words. He really isn’t what I thought he would be as a biker.
It’s funny. I have only known him for a matter of weeks but he has already become integral to me. I don’t understand. I’m not one to get attached to people easily.
“I’m on the pill.”
He smiles. “So, we good?”
I giggle. “Yeah. I need a couple of minutes. You gave me the workout of my life,” I giggle louder than before.
“You’re fuckin’ perfect,” he moans and climbs onto the bed with me. His arms wrap around me and he holds me to his chest.
I feel treasured and adored. Something I have never felt before in my life and I love it.
In a matter of seconds, I’m sleeping. I’m sleeping good for the first time since I found out about the death threat. Who knew this man would be my savior like this?
22
Hawk
My phone keeps ringing bringing out of a good sleep. I growl at my phone as I answer it. It’s Maucho on the other side of the call.
“Yo,” I grumble. I’m not ready to be awake yet and leave the warm body lying next to me.
Looking at her from here, you would have never guessed the woman has been in hiding for her life. She’s so fuckin’ smart, being an attorney and all of that shit. I never would have thought I would be with something on the right side of the law.
I’m not gonna be the one that tells her anything about me or the brothers. Fuck no.
Maci curls closer into me and I wrap my arm tighter around her middle.
“You know your girl?”
I look down at Maci and smile. “Yeah.”
“What’d you find out?”
I don’t want to tell him about Maci. I don’t want the brothers to start actin’ weird around her when they meet her and all that.
“A lot. I can’t talk about it. What can I do for you?”
“We need to have a church about what I just found out. When ya comin’ back?”
My head spins. The last thing I want to do is leave her but I know I have to. I know I have to deal with the shit that could fall back on my club.
“I’ll call ya back,” I grumble and hang up without giving him a chance to argue.
There is a little whimper coming from Maci in her sleep and I chuckle on the inside. Everything about this woman is amazing. She has come to mean a lot to me in a short amount of time.
As much as I try to shut my mind down, I keep thinking about what Maucho has found. What did he find?
My head hurts and I stare at the ceiling with Maci plastered to my chest. Her light breathing is proof to me that she’s still sleeping. I run my hand up and down her back when all of a sudden her alarm on her phone goes off.
She snuggles in deeper and closer to me trying to cling on to sleep as much as she can. I know that’s what she’s doing because I hate waking up, too.
When I opened my tattoo shop two years ago, I made sure that all of my appointments were scheduled for the afternoon. Waking up in the morning is nothing I like. I’m definitely a night owl.
Plus, all of my customers like my hours.
Fuck. I gotta remember when my next appointment is. I think it’s at five tonight if I remember correctly.
One of my repeat customers is wanting his whole back filled with ink in a tribute to his kids. It’s a cool design that we’ve been workin’ on for the past few months but the fucker has a lot of kids. He told me he has seven kids and he and his baby mama are trying again.
Fuck that.
One kid or two kids is enough. All of th
ose shows where the parents have fifty kids or whatever their psychotic number is, is ridiculous.
Her alarm goes off again. “Baby, you got some place to be?” I ask her.
She moans a little. “Yeah, I gotta pick up my kid from school.”
“Well, then get that sexy ass up!”
She smiles in her sleepy state. Even her being all sleepy, she’s still the sexiest woman I have seen in a long time.
“I have to work tonight, too.”
I kiss her on the cheek and then on her luscious lips. “I do, too.” I roll out of bed and start putting on my jeans and then my socks and boots. I know that it is almost time to leave, but I’m soaking in the extra moments I can with her right now.
“Where do you work?” Her eyes are open and she is blinking her eyelashes to clear the sleep out of her eyes.
I chuckle. I keep forgetting that I don’t know her that well. I keep forgetting that I just her recently. Shit. Time seems longer when you meet someone like Maci.
“I own a tattoo place right across from the diner.”
She smiles. “That’s cool. Will, uh, will I be seeing you later?”
I’m putting my shirt on and I look at her face once I’ve cleared my face. “Yeah, babe. I’ll see you later.”
I lean over to kiss her on her lips and tweak her upturned nipple that is begging for me to suck on.
*
By the time I get back to the clubhouse, I’m about ready to kick my own ass. I forgot to check on the security of the apartment building and I forgot to get her phone number. I’m a fuckin’ dumb ass.
Maucho’s sitting outside of the clubhouse with Capone, Gear and a president from Snake’s Head MC, Michelangelo.
What the fuck is Michelangelo doing here? This mother fucker is a sadistic president who loves to have control over everything and everyone. He will stop at nothing to make sure he has that control.
He’s been one to leave men in a smokestack and watch the fire kill her people.
“What’s Snake’s Head doin’ here?” I demand and get off my bike.
Snake’s Head MC is also a one percent club. Meaning, they don’t give a fuck about rules and they will do what they want when they want it. I’m not saying we go over and beyond to get what we want, but we don’t ask permission from other people to get it.
Fuck that shit.
From day one, I’ve run my club and have taken tallies and votes for our side businesses and hustle. Michelangelo doesn’t give two fucks.
He smirks at me with a picture in his hand. I step up closer to him but he yanks the picture away from me.
“Is that anyway to greet your cousin?”
Swarmy fucker!
Did I forget to mention he’s my cousin? Growing up, I wanted to be like him. He got all the girls and all the money when we were kids. He’s a couple years older than me and everyone wanted to be like him. Girls threw their panties at him and their dads hated him on sight. I thought that was a perfect setup.
Michelangelo changed a lot when he came out of prison for a drug deal that went sideways. He had little care for his life or anything else. The man rides his bike as if he’s unbreakable or has a death wish.
“Hey. Whatcha doin’ on my side?” I stop walking about half a yard away from him. I like to keep my distance as much as I can.
He shows me the picture again. This time I’m able to see the picture in clarity.
Holy fucking shit! “Why do you have a picture of my woman?”
Sure as shit, he has a picture of Maci leaving the courthouse. She looks sexy in her suit with her hair all swept up. Her eyes are outlined in thick glassed but it’s her.
He smirks and hands it over to me to hold on to. “Word on the street is you’ve gotten pretty chummy with that chick. I take it you know her?”
“Fuck yeah, I know her. Why do you have a picture of her?”
“I’ll tell you but I want you to do me a favor.”
Jesus fucking Christ. I’m about to make a deal with the devil.
23
Maci
My body is stiff as I go and pick up Riley from school. I didn’t want her to ride the bus in case anything were to happen. I don’t think she minds me picking her up, but she doesn’t have a choice.
She runs to my car, opens it, gets inside and then slams the door.
“What happened?” I question and pull out of the carpool lane.
“I don’t wanna talk about it.”
“Yeah, you do. What happened?” I take a left to get out of the parking lot and start towards our apartment.
“I didn’t get onto the squad. They said I was too fat.”
I about hit the roof. “What?” I blurt.
My daughter is not fat and after everything we’ve been through regarding her weight, I don’t want to go through that again. Riley is gorgeous but she matured quicker than most girls in her class. They like to be assholes about it. I want to kick them in their teeth.
She leans her head against the door and starts crying lightly. “Mom, I’m trying to fit in but it’s not working. I’m always going to be the smart kid and that’s that!”
“I would rather you be the smart kid and be healthy than be a popular kid and be unhealthy.”
“Do you work tonight?” Riley asks quietly.
“Yeah, I do. Why?”
“I don’t feel comfortable being there by myself.”
My eyes about fall out of my face. “What happened?”
“Nothing happened and everything happened. Our house caught on fire and now we have to hide out? I don’t want to be alone at night.”
I smile cautiously. I know why she feels that way. “All right. I’ll see if I can move the shifts around to work mornings while you are at school. Does that work a little better?”
She nods. “Thanks!”
While I pull into the driveway, there is a black car stalling two spots down and they are looking at something and looking at me after. What the fuck is going on?
I reach into my purse to grab my taser to be ready in case this goes wrong.
“Riley, why don’t you go inside and get a snack? I’m going to call my boss about the shifts,” I lie. I lie because I want her to get out of the car as if there are no problems.
I don’t know who this man is, but I don’t want to spook Riley about it until I know what is going on.
“All right. I’m going to make pizza rolls, is that okay?”
“Sure,” I murmur and look casually to the car two spots from us.
Riley gets out of the car and starts walking to the apartment. The person in the black car rolls the window down and I have my phone aimed at them to take a picture of whoever it is.
It is a guy in the car and he’s looking at a picture and then looking at Riley’s back. It is obvious he is trying to make sure that this is the right person he’s looking for.
I snap a couple of pictures and then the guy looks at me.
My heart drops.
Holy shit. He clocked me!
The man is wearing a black hoody with a lot of facial hair on his face. He is looking every bit scary to me at the moment. I’m petrified!
Should I call the cops? Would that spook him and make him attack me? A lot could happen in a short amount of time. The police won’t be here to protect me.
My heart is beating faster and faster in my chest. I feel my breathing spike. Shit! I don’t want to get shot in front of my daughter. This is not the way I want to go!
He takes a picture of me and he smiles at me. I can see his fingers flying over the keyboard of his phone as he sends the picture to whomever sent him.
I bet it was Savros. He wants me dead and he will stop at nothing until I’m dead.
In this moment, I know I can’t work at the diner anymore. If this man is going to come to my house and clock me and my kid, he is definitely here because someone sent him.
My heart hammers in my chest. We are having a stand off in our cars in the middle of the day.<
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He winks at me and then pulls away. I try to take a picture of his license plate but he’s too fast for me.
Jesus! Is this how it ends for me? Is this how it ends and my daughter is going to watch me die?
Shit.
My breathing is still spiked but I call the diner anyways. I don’t want to leave Kaylie high and dry. This is the least I could do.
“Diner!” Some girl answers the phone.
“Hi, may I speak to Kaylie, please?”
“Yeah!” There is the sound of putting the phone down and then a shuffle of someone grabbing the phone.
“This is Kaylie,” Kaylie answers.
“Hi, Kaylie. This is Maci. I’m really sorry but I can’t come into work today.”
I don’t want to give her all of the juicy details. I don’t want her to know all about my life story and how the hitman was at my house tonight!
“If you’re not here for your shift, I have to fire you,” she retorts.
I shrug. “I guess then I’m fired. I’m really sorry.”
She hangs up the phone and I quickly grab my purse to get inside.
I have my taser ready to go and make the run to the door. Once my hand reaches the door, I call Howie.
“What’s going on?” He answers.
“I’m pretty sure I got made. I need the security upped at my apartment or I need to be moved. Now!”
I close the door into my apartment and quickly lock everything.
“What happened?”
I fill him but I don’t give him all of the details just yet. I know Riley is listening and I don’t need to scare her anymore than she already is.
“And you’re sure he took a picture of you?”
“Yes! He took a picture of me and smiled. He knows who I am! How much is my head worth?”
He gasps. “I’m gonna have to call you back.” He hangs up on me before I can even respond.
Shit. Things are about to get worse around here.
That’s when I remember, I don’t have Hawk’s phone number. I don’t even know his real name. I don’t want to leave in the middle of the night, but my safety is on the line and more importantly, so is my daughter’s.