Ride hard, p.53
Ride Hard, page 53
She grabs hold of my cut and pushes it down my arms. My girl is just as eager as I am. “You think anyone will mind that we left?”
“Don’t care if they do.” I cut her off from arguing about returning to the party with a kiss. She parts her lips inviting me in. Our tongues move as do our fingers to undress one another. We break apart long enough for me to get my shirt over my head and my pants unzipped. I bend Alexa over the bed, pulling her panties aside enough for me to slide right in she’s so damn wet and ready for me. I grip her hips surging deeper in. “Fuck,” I groan and slide out to the tip before driving back in.
“Harder,” she demands.
“There’s my dirty girl.” I hold her hips. “Fuck yourself on my cock, baby.” I stand still as she rocks back and forth slamming her ass back toward me over and over again. “Fuckin’ beautiful.” I stare down at her nearly getting off at the site.
“I wanna ride you.”
She doesn’t have to tell me twice. I pull out and move to the bed. Alexa is sinking down on my cock immediately after shimmying her panties off and losing the shoes. Her greedy pussy hugging my dick. Hands to my shoulders she rides me, circling her hips from side to side grinding down on me taking what she wants, chasing her orgasm. I move my hand between us to take her over the edge, playing with her clit.
“That’s it, Lex.” I cup her ass with my free hand as she bounces on my thighs until she gets off. She rides the wave, slowing her pace, biting her lip, a low moan rolling off her tongue. “If you weren’t already pregnant, I’d trying my damnedest to knock you up again.”
That gets me a shake of her head and a breathy smile.
“Damn, I’m a lucky man.” I grin up at her before shifting to take a nipple in my mouth. Alexa moves soft and slow on the verge of getting off again. Her body rocks into me with accuracy. Her greedy pussy squeezing tight around me. Fuck me her warmth washes over me and I about come.
I still her hips and kiss my woman.
She rolls to her back so I can get mine. I spread her thighs apart and bury my face between them needing a taste of her. Wanting her to come again on my tongue. She thought she was gonna get off easy, but no way. It’s our first night as husband and wife, and I plan on having my way with her until the sun comes up.
“I can’t, James.”
“No arguin’.” I slap her pussy and get back to working her with my fingers and tongue. Nothing sweeter than the taste of her melting in my mouth like candy.
Chapter Fourteen
I yawn and stretch out in James’s bed at the clubhouse. My body aches but in the most delicious of ways. Last night was perfect. My husband...I can’t believe I get to call him that after all this time struts out of the bathroom in his naked glory like he’s the cock of the walk, but he kinda is.
“Mornin’, babe. You sleep okay?”
“Mhmm.” I let out another yawn and snuggle back into the covers.
“Oh no you don’t.” He grabs the edge of the covers giving them a yank, pulling them off the bed completely. The cool morning air hits my body forcing my nipples to harden. “Time to get up and get a move on. We’ve got a honeymoon to get to.”
“Ugh. One more hour, please,” I pout, hugging his pillow to my chest for warmth. “I’m cold.”
“Get up and moving and you won’t be cold when we get to the beach.” He smirks at me through the dresser mirror while he opens the drawers to get clean clothes.
“This is no way to start a marriage,” I grumble.
He turns quickly, snatching me by my ankles and dragging me down the bed. His lips alternate kisses along each of my legs, working across my belly until he’s looming over me at my mouth, eye to eye. “Better?” He rubs his furry jaw along mine.
“It’s a start.”
“C’mon. We need a shower.” He knifes off the bed, bringing me with him.
I follow him into the bathroom where he already has the hot water on for me. Okay. I take it back. My man is better than okay at taking care of me in the morning. We shower quickly and I skip washing my hair. I’ll worry about that when we reach our destination.
Downstairs the clubhouse is quiet, but you can tell they had one hell of a party after we retired to James’s room. Sandman is asleep on top of one of the pool tables with his date. Banks is hanging off the edge of a couch in the corner being pushed off by that skank who was giving Link a blowjob. Part of me wants to yank her up by her hair and throw her out on her ass out of principle and respect for Pam.
James is getting a cup of coffee before we head out. Viking comes up from the basement. “Where’s Prez?”
“Kitchen.”
He lifts his chin in response and meets my man as he’s coming through the door. “What are we doing with the prospect?”
“Fuck. Yesterday was so good I’d forgotten about the piece of shit.” James sips his coffee. “Was just about to head out for our trip, but I can’t leave until I settle this bullshit.”
“Holy wanted a word with you too. About your niece.”
“Right,” he mutters. “Babe.” I can already hear the apology in his tone.
“I know who I married. Why don’t you handle your business? I’ll go home and have breakfast. Maybe I’ll see if Lily wants to help me clear more shit out of your old house.”
“How about you sit your ass at the bar. Not changing my plans. Give me ten minutes. Holy can wait until I get back.”
“So bossy.” I plant my ass on a stool. This is what I signed on for. I’m Murder’s Old Lady now and sometimes that comes with sacrifices. James and Viking disappear to the basement. I’ve not been down there since he killed Lion. The evil man who violated me nearly twenty years ago. That prospect, Rio. James says he is believed to be the son of that piece of shit. What the kid did was wrong there is no doubt about that, but does he deserve to die?
I’m probably crossing a line that will have James tanning my ass later. I get off my stool and open the basement door. The stairway is dark and haunting. Like the stairway to Hell. The last time I walked down these stairs I was certain it was to my death. One step at a time one foot in front of the other I descend to territory that is meant to be off limits. To a hidden room where men are tortured and killed. Men who usually deserve it. I don’t owe this guy anything. He’s that cunt Ruthie’s half-brother. Spawn of the evilest man I’ve ever known. I shouldn’t care what happens to him, but he’s not much older than Wylla Mae. He has his whole life ahead of him.
I enter the room as flashes of the past dance in my mind. Visions of Lion’s bloody end. James fucking me in his blood. Rio, the prospect hangs from chains hooked to a rafter in the center of the room. I can hear the little plops of blood splattering on the cement floor.
I bump into a metal table and it grates against the floor. Beaten to a bloody pulp he lifts his head. His eyes are swollen shut. His lips are split, and blood leaks from the corners of his mouth.
“One question.”
He nods with a wince.
“What was in the water you gave me?”
Rio attempts to smile. “Cloud Nine.”
“What did I ever do to you?”
“Ruthie was my sister. She’s dead because of you.”
I stare at him trying to see of there’s any resemblance the more I look at the lion’s head covering his chest. The more I study it the stronger my repulsion toward him grows. I’ve seen that tattoo before but at a much smaller scale. It’s uncanny. A larger scale replica of the tattoo Lion had on his hand.
“Lex,” James booms so loud from behind me I jump and let out a weak yelp. “Told you to stay put. Never fuckin’ listen.”
“He said there was Cloud Nine in the water.” I wrap my arms around my belly. The fucker could’ve killed me and our baby. “I came down here thinking I was going to talk you into giving him a second chance. Maybe somewhere else with a different club.”
“And now?”
“I hope you send him to Hell with his old man. Look at his tattoo. You have to kill him.”
James wraps his arms around me and kisses the shell of my ear. “Plan on it, babe.”
“Good. Anyone who would want to harm a woman and child is pure evil.”
“You staying for this or you gonna be good and wait upstairs?”
“How many times are you going to kill for me?”
“As many as it takes, pretty girl.” He presses his lips to mine and releases me.
I take his hand in mine. “We’re a team. He came after us both. I’ll stay.”
“You sure?”
I nod and glare at the spawn of the devil. “He wanted to take away my future. He wanted to take me from you. End him.” I swore when I was still a lost girl unsure of the world that for Murder, I’d risk it all. That I’d be his ride or die, because even though I was stupid to a lot of things there was one thing I did know. That for this man I’d travel to Hell and back. And I did. Nothing or no one will ever tear us apart again. No matter the cost. I’m keeping my biker till death do us part.
Epilogue
“I look like a beached whale.”
“Babe.” I grin and kiss her knuckles before grabbing the tube of sunblock. “Need more on your shoulders. Sit up.”
Alexa struggles to get upright. I’d never say it to her face, but yeah, her belly is big. But it’s fucking beautiful to me. I still can’t wrap my mind around it. When the doctor told us there were two heartbeats, I thought he was shitting us. Twins. A boy and a girl. I brought my wife on a trip to relax just the two of us before the babies come. I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking wanting Alexa to have another kid. Not only is she threatening to never fuck me again once they are born, but I’m also never gonna get at her tits again because she plans to breastfeed. Two kids two tits. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out who gets the shit end of the deal here.
I hold my hands out to Lex and pull her up from the lounger. “You’re beautiful.” I squirt the lotion on my palms then rub my hands together before massaging it into her shoulders.
My cell buzzes from Alexa’s beach bag. “Fuck.”
“You better get that. Might be important.”
“Yeah, I know. I told them suckers not to call unless it was life or death.” I wipe my greasy hands on a towel and dig out the phone. It’s Holy. “This better be important.”
“It’s Hazel.”
My blood turns cold. “What about her?”
“He found her.”
“Fuck.” I grip the phone as the call ends.
“What is it?” Lex stares at me waiting for an answer.
“Gotta cut the trip short. That bastard is after Hazel.”
**
Three years later
Alexa smirks at me from over her shoulder as I slam into her from behind. “Go fast,” she urges.
My pretty girl is eager this morning, but to be fair we always gotta be fast. I swear these kids got some type of damn alarm inside their brains that knows when we’re fucking that tells them the right moment to interrupt us. They’re crafty little shits. Didn’t take them no time to learn how to escape their damn cribs and get over the baby gate in the nursery.
I slide a hand around her front to play with her clit to get her off faster. The quicker she comes the sooner I can too.
“Yes,” she cries into the pillows.
I glide in and out of her sweet hole faster and faster, my balls smacking against her ass. A bead of sweat forms on my forehead with the exertion. I’m not as young as I used to be, but I wouldn’t trade the life I have for anything.
“I’m getting closer. Fuck me, baby.”
If I fuck her any harder, I’m gonna break something. I pull out to the tip and drive into her as hard as I can, surging deeper inside, rooted to the hilt.
“Oh,” she lets out a gasp and rewards me with her sweetness. That perfect pussy squeezes me, and I don’t hold back any longer.
I flip her over and hitch her knee over my hip. “My turn.” I grin then kiss her neck in time for the motion sensor that alerts us to when the kids are up sounds. Fuck. I bite my fist so damn hard I may cry. I was so damn close.
Alexa bats her lashes at me. “Guess that’s my cue.”
“You’re lucky you’re adorable.”
“I know.”
I roll to my back hearing the patter of tiny feet moving down the hallway. I jerk the covers up to my chest as Alexa hurries to get her robe on. The bedroom door flies open. My blonde headed demons come racing in wearing their matching footed pajamas. Jovie and Jarod. My boy goes straight for his momma, but my girl comes to the side of the bed making use of the step stool we have for moments such as these. She climbs onto the bed and lays her head on my chest.
Alexa smiles at me as Jarod latches his arms around her neck and settles on her hip.
Yeah every bit of hell we endured was worth this moment right here. My cell buzzes with a text from Wylla Mae. Her and East are on their way with Mila and Milo for Sunday breakfast.
“Babe, better get busy on them pancakes.” An hour later I’m in the dinning room surrounded by giggles and family. It doesn’t get any better than this. I glance to the picture of Rochelle that Alexa keeps up in her honor and hope that wherever she is she is happy for her old man.
The Biker’s Lucky Charm
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I messed up. I broke my vows and her heart. The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt my wife. One moment of liquid regret. One night I can’t take back. A stupid mistake that should have never happened jeopardized all that I have. I’ll do anything to make it right. All I need is a little luck on my side.
Pam
He promised me forever. All the vows we made were empty. Lies I told myself. Lies I believed in. My husband’s betrayal tore my world apart. He’s a biker. A ruthless outlaw who was careless with my heart. Now he claims he wants me back. Can I give him my heart again or has our luck ran out?
The Biker’s Lucky Charm is part of the Royal Bastards MC Charleston, WV Chapter.
Suggested reading order
The Biker’s Kiss
Lady & The Biker
Tempting The Biker
Keeping The Biker
The Biker’s Lucky Charm
Taken By The Biker
Taken By The Biker
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Holy is his road name, but there is nothing saintly about him.
Holy
What started as a simple assignment became an obsession.
Hazel’s my Prez’s niece. He tasked me with tracking her down.
Falling for her was never part of the plan.
I’m not taking no for an answer. She will be mine.
If I have to kidnap her to prove my point I will.
She belongs to me.
Hazel
I’ve always been on my own. Nowhere to call home. No family to call my own.
I don’t answer to anyone. Especially not a bossy biker who claims my family ordered him to find me.
Refusing him was mistake number one.
Number two was attempting to seduce my way out of the situation.
I’ve been taken by the biker, but I don’t know if I want him to let me go.
Taken By The Biker is book 5 of the Charleston, WV chapter of Royal Bastards MC. This book can be read as a standalone though for best enjoyment, the series should be read in order.
The Biker’s Kiss
Lady & The Biker
Tempting The Biker
Keeping The Biker
Taken By The Biker
Special Appearances
Hardy, AKA X courtesy of CM Genovese Anchorage Alaska chapter
Crucifix and Focus courtesy of BB Blaque NYC Rotten Apple chapter
Danyella Capones Ol' Lady courtesy of J. Lynn Lombard Los Angeles, CA chapter
Elrik Jameson and Sadie courtesy of Crimson Syn New Orleans, LA chapter
King and Ayesha courtesy of Elle Boon Santa Clarita chapter
Angel and Korrie courtesy of Kristine Allen Ankeny, IA chapter
Chrome and Cam courtesy of Shannon Youngblood Detroit, MI chapter
Rael courtesy of Nikki Landis Tonopah, NV chapter
Void and Toxin courtesy of KE Osborn Tampa, FL chapter
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Acknowledgements
Of course, this book wouldn’t be possible without my Royal Bastards MC family. It continues to blow my mind how well this series has taken off. I have loved working with all of you. Special thanks to Kristen and Crimson for all you two do to keep things running smoothly.
Sweet Ass Tina, you have grown to be such a great friend, I am so blessed to have you in my corner. Thank you for always being there and reading anything I send your way. You keep me motivated and on track.
Fabiola, your support is much appreciated lady.
Andi, my boo. I always look forward to our chats and your positivity. I am so excited about a certain project. We are getting closer!
Alice, you are a fantastic sprinting partner who always keeps me in line. PS, I love your TikToks.
To my friends who always check in on me, I adore you.
Jessica and Jennifer, your love of Alexa and Murder is one of the reasons I decided to continue their story. Thank you both. I hope you are happy you got your twins.
My rebels and devils of course, none of this would be possible without your continued support. You are the best readers an author could ask for.
My lovely family, you are always there for me. Thank you.
