Chapter 13
THIRTEEN
Kayla
How could this be happening? Ox was so close, but somehow so far away. “Let me go!” I shouted, hoping someone could hear me and inform Ox I was in danger.
Maze gave me a teeth chattering shake and chuckled. “Not a chance, Princess. I’ve got plans for you, and they have nothing to do with that oversized bodyguard of yours.”
Grabbing me by the hair, Maze spun me around and shoved me in the direction of one of his men. “Take her outside before the bitch draws any more attention.”
Sucking in a breath to scream, the man holding me clapped a dirty hand across my mouth.
“Shut up, cunt! I don’t think Ghost wants me to put any marks on that pretty little face of yours. He wants to put them there himself,” he threatened with a grin. “But if you keep carrying on like this, I’m going to have to remind you who’s in charge. You got me?”
Biting down on his filthy hand, the biker cursed and squeezed me so hard I nearly blacked out. “Knock that off or I’m going to knock you out and drag you out back for a lesson in respect.”
“No you’re not,” a voice piped up then.
I looked up, startled and desperate for help. Geo was standing there, his sparkling blue eyes meeting mine.
Maze stepped forward, momentarily blocking my view of the Mavericks’ VP. “This has nothing to do with you, Geo. Don’t get involved.”
Geo slowly shook his head. “That’s where you’re wrong, Maze. It does have to deal with me. And I’m already involved.”
The Watchmen President tilted his head to the side, trying to read his opponent’s intentions. “What the fuck do you care about this bitch? She ain’t your girl.”
“I got my reasons,” Geo cryptically returned.
Maze snorted. “So you want to fuck her, too? Damn, this woman must have a magical pussy that pisses beer to get the attention of so many bikers.”
Geo shrugged as though he were saying the determination was a bit crude, but on point with his intentions.
“I gotta be honest with you, Geo, I didn’t take you for a man who’s easily pussy-whipped,” Maze taunted.
“Well, maybe you aren’t eating the right pussy then, if you don’t get it,” Geo taunted back.
“No woman is worth fighting over, Brother,” Maze countered.
“Your mommy issues aside, Maze, I disagree. I say this one is worth fighting for. And last time I checked, you aren’t on good terms with the Devil’s Riders. You sure you want to pick a fight with the Mavericks and the Devils on the same night, Brother ? Seems like a death wish to me.”
Maze worked hard to puzzle out this unfortunate snag in his plan. He quirked his brow. “Snaking Ox’s girl won’t start a fight between your Club and his?”
Geo smiled like the Cheshire cat. His eyes found mine when he said, “Not if she comes willingly. And, unlike your twisted Road Master, that’s how I like my women. Willing and eager to please.”
Not in a position to argue the point, I swallowed my objections and bit my tongue. I wasn’t ever going to choose Geo over Ox, but I appreciated that Geo was willing to help me when I couldn’t help myself.
Knowing he was out of moves, Maze jerked his chin at the man holding me and the asshole let go. Stumbling forward, I ran over to Geo and hid behind his muscular back.
“Thanks for giving me the chance to look like Prince Charming, boys. My dick appreciates it,” he quipped.
Maze laughed. But the sound held no humor in it. “Ghost won’t be pleased about this, Geo. I’d rethink your dick’s choices before you pick this fight.”
Geo appeared unfazed. “Tell your fucked-up Road Master that my dick isn’t worried. He likes his chances against not only Ghost, but your whole worthless Club. Now I suggest you guys take a hike. Men who prey on women aren’t welcome in our Club’s bar.”
Putting his hands on my hips, Geo propelled me forward and directed me toward the main bar area where Ox and his Club were waiting for us.
“Thank you,” I whispered, starting to shake as the adrenaline drained from my body.
Geo skirted me into a dark alcove before entering the main bar. His eyes swept me from head to toe, checking for anything out of place. “Did those fuckers hurt you?”
His face, usually so easy going and calm, now looked mottled and stormy with rage. “They didn’t hurt me. But if you hadn’t come along, Ghost definitely would have.”
I began to move around him to seek out Ox then, but Geo stopped me. “What was that all about? Tell me you aren’t foolish enough to have dated Ghost?”
Boy, when a biker shows disdain for you dating one of their own, you know that man is bad news. “Of course not! The jerk won’t take no for an answer. My friend dates one of the Devil’s Riders. She told them about what was going on and they offered to help me get free of him. That’s how I met Ox.”
Geo studied my face to see if I was telling him the whole truth. “I feel like you’re leaving a few details out of this story.”
Frustrated, I blew out a deep breath. “That’s because I am. Look, I appreciate everything you just did for me back there, Geo, but I don’t want to get into my drama with Ghost any more than I want to keep Ox waiting.”
“Give it a minute, you don’t want to go in there right now looking how you look,” Geo cautioned.
Frowning, I looked down and gave myself a quick once over. “How do I look?”
“Terrified! And I don’t want your guerilla boyfriend to think I inspired that expression. I also don’t need him hauling off and attacking the Watchmen tonight. Half my Club isn’t even here to back us up. Let the Watchmen clear out of the parking lot first, then join Ox. You can tell him all about your little adventure tonight on the ride home.”
He was right. I wouldn’t have to say a word. When Ox saw me, he’d know something was wrong. And after I’d explained what happened, he’d want to confront the problem head on. Which meant a fight. Exactly what I’d been trying to avoid all night.
“That makes sense,” I agreed, slowing my breathing some. “Thank you,” I repeated, grateful once more, for Geo’s cool headed logic. “You didn’t have to step in back there, but you did. And I won’t forget it.”
Geo’s gaze intensified then. “I didn’t do it because I’m some kind of white knight, Kayla.”
I nodded my understanding. “I know. You did it out of Club loyalty. I get it.”
He shook his head. “No. I’m not a nice guy, Babe. I meant what I said earlier. I like the thought of us together. And I’m hoping you do, too.”
His roguish smile told me one very specific part of him liked me, all right. And it wasn’t his heart. “I’m with Ox,” I returned, wanting to make things very clear. “That isn’t going to change unless he wants it to.”
Geo shrugged with that easy going grin he wore so well. “If it does, you know where you can find me.”
Ignoring his little speech, I said, “I think the Watchmen are probably gone now.”
“Then you better go and find your man before he comes looking for you,” he said, turning me in the opposite direction and giving my rear a firm pat.
Rushing into the bar, I bumped into Ox straight away. When I threw my arms around him and squeezed, he squeezed me right back even harder.
Breathing in my familiar scent, he asked in a no-nonsense tone, “What happened? Why are you shaking?”
Pulling back, I looked up at him. “I’ll tell you all about it on the drive home.”
His muscles bunched, but Ox didn’t explode and pester me into telling him every detail right here and now like some men might. Another reason the big guy really got me. He didn’t strong arm me into things. He knew I’d tell him the truth, because he trusted me. And I trusted him. More than he would ever know.
Tucking me protectively under his arm, Ox escorted me outside without another word. As soon as we got into the truck and pulled out of the parking lot, I explained what had happened with the Watchmen, trying hard to keep the quiver out of my voice as I spoke.
Ox listened to my story, a nerve twitching in his cheek as I explained how several of the Watchmen had been in the back of the bar when I’d exited the restroom. That their president had threatened to deliver me to Ghost when Geo had shown up and made some threats of his own.
Without interrupting, Ox waited until I was done. “I’m going to kill that fucker,” he spoke, his tone terrifying even for one so ready to commit murder.
Afraid and confused, I asked, “Which one?”
Ox’s hot gaze swung in my direction. “Do I have to pick just one?”
That actually made me laugh. “I guess not.”
“Good, because I’m currently exploring my options.” Taking a left turn, Ox hopped onto the road that led to the highway. I found myself longing for the safety of the cabin, our secret sanctuary, and sighed.
“What am I going to do, Ox? I can’t keep living like this. You can’t keep living like this. You have a life and a Club to get back to. You can’t babysit me forever as though it’s your full time job. It’s not fair,” I said, thoroughly forlorn sounding.
“You think that’s what I’m doing with you, Babe?” Ox asked then. “Babysitting you?”
I didn’t mean to insult him or what had been growing between us. But let’s face it, I’d been his responsibility far before I’d been anything else in his life.
“I don’t want you to resent me,” I explained. “And if this issue with Ghost doesn’t get resolved, I’m afraid that’s what will happen between us. I’ll be a burden. One that you’ll want to escape the first chance you get.”
Ox cut the wheel and pulled over on the side of the road. “Kayla, look at me.” When I did, he caught my chin and tilted my gaze upward into his. “I know we haven’t talked about us since we’ve hooked up. But I want you to know, this is exactly what I want. I never expected this to happen, but I’m fucking grateful that it did. Do you hear me?”
Tears filled my eyes and threatened to spill over the rims. “Yeah, I hear you.”
“Good. Because no matter how tough things get, I want you to know I’m going to be there for you. And I’ll never see you as a “burden”. It’s my privilege to keep you safe and out of harm’s way. You’re my girl, Kayla.” Stroking my cheek, he trailed his thumb along my bottom lip. “And I’m not about to let anyone hurt you.”
Leaning into his touch, I nodded. “Okay,” I said, giving him a slow, burning kiss before he pulled back onto the road.
Ox’s warmth greeted me when I woke up that next morning. The weight of his muscular arm was draped over me, providing a sense of comfort and safety that I hadn’t felt in some time.
Slipping out of bed, I ran to the bathroom and then the kitchen to set up the coffee. Gathering some items from the fridge, I concocted a simple breakfast of eggs, toast, and bacon.
“That’s the best smell in the world to wake up to,” Ox said, sniffing the air as the bacon sizzled and popped on the stove.
I laughed, dishing up some eggs, buttered toast, and some already cooked bacon onto his plate. “I’m glad you’re hungry. I thought you might like something to eat,” I teased, knowing how the man was always ravenous. “Coffee?”
Ox nodded, running a hand through his sleep mussed hair. He looked so freaking hot, all rumpled and sleepy eyed. I doubted I ever looked that good rolling out of bed. Cutting the heat on the bacon, I placed the aromatic slices onto a paper towel to soak up the remaining grease.
Making a plate for myself, I set it down and Ox reached for my wrist. Dragging me onto his lap, he ravaged my mouth. Turning me on in an instant, and making me forget all about the delicious meal in front of me now that my mind was on something far more alluring than mere food.
When he finally let go, I felt shaky and disoriented. “Thanks for breakfast, Babe.”
I’d never been so appreciated for something so small before, and it felt great. Especially sitting in this giant man’s lap, ready and willing to take anything he gave me.
I was somewhat disappointed when he placed me back in my seat, but my first bite dispelled my sadness. We chatted and enjoyed our leisurely breakfast, with Ox having a second and a third helping before he was full.
After breakfast, I started to clear the dishes. “Are we heading to Nevada today?” I loved it here at the cabin and hated the thought of leaving our little bubble of safety and security behind.
Ox stood and brought his dirty dish over to the sink where I was already washing mine. “Yeah. I’d love to stay here longer with you, but it’s time my Club and I tackle this Ghost situation together.”
I didn’t know what that entailed exactly, and I didn’t really want to. As long as Ghost left me alone, I was happy. “Okay. I’ll pack my stuff up after I finish doing these dishes.”
Ox stood behind me, running his big, strong hands up my arms. When they got to my shoulders, he began to knead them with the perfect amount of pressure and gentleness and I groaned.
“You keep doing that and I’m going to break a dish and piss off the guy that owns this place,” I jested, my voice sounding drugged with pleasure.
Sweeping the hair off my shoulders, Ox dipped his mouth and placed warm, slow kisses along the column of my neck. “Fuck him. Break as many as you want. I’ll buy new ones.”
The more Ox explored my body, the wetter I got. The delicate nub between my legs stirred to life, demanding he move his hands a hell of a lot lower and pet me there, too. Like he could read my mind, Ox ran his fingers along my breasts, gave them a firm squeeze, then continued to blaze a lusty path toward the waistband of my sleep shorts.
Delving inside, he ran a thick, calloused digit in between my weeping pussy lips. “Ummm,” he hummed, using pressure on his fingertips to force inside the tight ring of muscle. “So fucking wet for me already. Babe, do you want me to lick and fuck this tight little cunt of yours right now?”
“Yes,” I moaned, driving my ass into the engorged column of his cock that was pulsing against my back with the insistence and determination of an invading army.
“Say it,” he growled, collaring my neck with one hand, while the other slowly worked me over.
The man stripped me of my pride as easily as he did my clothes. “I need you to lick and fuck my pussy, Ox. Please!”
Turning me around, Ox dragged down my shorts as I yanked off my top. Once I was naked before him, he leaned down and sucked a taut nipple into his mouth. My head lolled back as he laved and sucked the sensitive bud to a sharp peak.
Popping off, Ox licked his lips. “I need to taste that sweet pussy of yours, Babe.”
In an instant, Ox lifted me into the air and tossed me over his shoulder fireman style. Slapping my ass as we walked through the living room, I swear I saw him raise his middle finger at something as we crossed into the bedroom.
Tumbling me onto the bed, Ox grabbed me by my heels and dragged my ass to the edge of the mattress. Sinking to his knees, he spread my knees so wide I felt the cold rush of air kiss the folds of my pussy before he did.
“So juicy and pink,” he said in admiration, stroking the petals of my sex with his rough fingers.
Plunging one inside, he gave it a few hard strokes before bending forward and adding his tongue into the mix. The instant the tip flicked my clit, my hips rocketed off the mattress like I’d just experienced an electric shock.
“Fuck, that feels so good!” I rasped, fisting his short hair in my hands. “Yes! Don’t stop, Ox! Right there.”
Ox’s warm breath tickled my thighs as his tongue worked faster and faster over my clit. As I scaled the mountain top of pleasure, my hips began to unconsciously rise into the air. With no more force than it would take to restrain a small child, he pressed them back down to hold me in place so he could continue and devour me whole.
Lifting his head, I could see Ox’s face was covered in my juices. I was so aroused, I wanted to lick him clean while he plunged, hard and deep, inside of me. “Ready to come, Babe?” he asked, knowing the answer before he’d even posed it.
“Fuck yes!” I growled, trying to use brute force to shove his face back in between my thighs and finish what he started.
Ox chuckled and resisted my attempt. Stroking even more slowly, he blew onto my pussy, only amplifying the tingling need building in my core.
Leaning up onto my elbows, I glared daggers at the man. “I swear, if you don’t make me come, Ox, I’m going to hold you down and finish the job myself!”
Ox’s feral smile told me he liked the idea of that very much. “You want to take control, Babe, you gotta earn the right.”
Well, I’d show him! Moving onto my knees, I crawled over to my big, bad biker. The man stood, wiping his slick mouth onto his sleeve. Already at waist height, my fingers snagged the waistline of his sleep pants and tugged them to his knees.
That glorious dick of his sprung free, bobbing stiffly up and down. My eyes latched onto his and I ordered, “Get onto the bed. I want to come while you’re inside me and I’m riding your enormous cock.”
Blue flames erupted behind hooded lids. Cupping my face, Ox laced his fingers through my blonde hair and gave it a cruel tug. “You want my cum inside of you, Babe?” he asked, fisting his cock hard, causing several beads of the pearly fluid to escape the head.
“Yes. Right now!” I demanded, burning so hot I feared my desire would consume us both.
Popping off his shirt, Ox sauntered around the bed and climbed on. Propping pillows behind his back, his hand latched onto his dick and began stroking the angry beast into temporary submission.
Licking my lips, I crawled toward him, needing his cock inside of me like I needed the air in my lungs. Spreading my thighs as wide as possible, I straddled his powerful legs, my gaze never leaving that beautiful dick of his being tamed by both of his enormous hands.
Just before I thought I’d expire, Ox dredged his cockhead through the lake of my slick slit. Hissing from the erotic sensation, he rocked back against the headboard, the pleasure causing his thick muscles to tighten reflexively.
“Enough playing,” I growled, rising above his towering erection and wresting it from his greedy clutches. Propping the tip at my entrance, I notched it into place. “I need you inside of me now!” I stated, before sinking onto him.
“Fuck me!” Ox moaned, as I inched down his pulsing member. His hands clenched my waist so tight I knew I’d soon have bruises where his fingers gripped me. “You don’t know how good this feels, Kayla,” he groaned, his teeth grinding together as I ground further down his impossible thickness.
“Yes, I do,” I returned, chills coursing down my back, causing goose flesh to erupt along my skin.
Not sure I’d be able to take all of him, as this position allowed for deeper penetration than ever before, I tried to lift back up, but Ox held me in place. “Not a chance, Babe. You’re taking all of my cock inside that hot cunt of yours today.”
Despite the chill in the air, beads of sweat began to form on my brow. “I can’t take it all, Ox. You’re too big.”
Ox kicked up his hips, forcing another thick inch into my burning channel. “You’ll take it, Kayla. You’ll take all of it, as often as I give it to you.”
I groaned as my slickness, and his brute force, caused him to slide in another few inches.
“Almost there, Baby,” he said between gritted teeth, his massive hands nearly spanning my waist. “Give me all of it. Let me have all of that hot pussy wrapped around my monster cock.”
Pushing past the pain, I used gravity and my weight to impale the last of his outrageous length into my core. I was spread so wide, I didn’t think I’d ever be the same again. Because I was so open, his cock stroked my clit perfectly. As I lifted up, dragging Ox out of my channel, his flesh teased that bundle of nerves just right. With that much stimulation, it wouldn’t take long before I came.
“So good,” Ox encouraged, placing his hands under my ass to help support my weight and stroke even faster. “That cunt of yours is practically crushing my cock, it’s so tight. Bounce faster. I want to feel it choking my dick.”
Building confidence, I began to move faster. Because Ox was so strong and could easily support my frame, I felt practically weightless as I buoyed up and down on his King-Kong sized shaft.
My legs began to shake as my orgasm drew close. “You want to come on my dick, Babe? Get all that nice cream all over me?”
His dirty words spiked my desire and I nearly tipped over the edge. When he gave my ass a sharp spank, I was catapulted into the stratosphere. “I’m going to come,” I shouted, my pace becoming erratic and choppy.
As soon as I finished speaking, I imploded. The impact was so cataclysmic, I felt like I scattered into a million pieces, and then shattered some more. My channel fisted Ox’s cock with a pressure that must have been painful as I contorted in ecstasy above him.
Just as I began to flag, Ox revved up. He began to use my body like a sex doll, pumping in and out of my channel with the power of an oil rig mining for black gold.
Shouting his release, Ox absolutely pummeled my pussy, using it to milk his cock of every last drop of his release. On his last thrust, he seated himself completely inside my slick walls, his shaft still jerking with the afterthrows of our combined passion.
Crumpling onto his chest like a broken marionette, Ox wrapped his arms around me as our chests rose and fell in unison.
“I don’t ever want to leave this cabin,” I said, still riding the high of my orgasm with Ox trapped inside of me.
Rubbing slow circles on my back, Ox sighed with genuine understanding. “I’ll make a deal with you. We can stay at the cabin indefinitely, if you let me stay inside your pussy forever.”
Summoning my last reserve of strength, I struck Ox on the arm. As weak as I was right now, I’m sure a gnat would have carried more force. “Ox!”
Kissing my head, he rolled me to the side and slowly withdrew his flesh from mine.
When I whimpered with protest, Ox got to his feet and extended his hand. “Come on, dirty girl. Let’s go take a shower. If you’re good for me, I’ll get you off while I wash you.”
The promise of more mind shattering orgasms was the only thing that got my rubbery legs moving. When I began to dawdle and it took me too long to join him, Ox tossed me over his shoulder and carried me the rest of the way there.
We stayed in bed for a few more hours after our shower. By the time we packed up, it was past noon.
As we drove away from the cabin, my heart constricted with sadness and loss. I knew that was foolish, as it was just a cabin in the woods, but I was really going to miss it.
After some extra-large road coffees and a few hours of driving on the highway, Ox’s stomach growled. Looking at me sheepishly, he said, “You hungry, Babe? My stomach feels like my throat has been cut!”
My head was resting against the glass as I looked out the window at the trees rushing by. I wasn’t starving, but I could eat.
“Sure, food sounds good.” Stretching, I glanced at the green signs which boasted all the choices along each offramp.
“I’ve never eaten at it, but there’s a sign for Annie’s Diner just a few exits down,” Ox informed me. “I can’t vouch for it, but it’s gotta be better than fast food, right?”
I agreed and we exited the highway. Following the signs for the diner, we located the place a mile down the road. After so much coffee, I realized I was going to have to visit the little girl’s room ASAP. When I came out, I saw that Ox had been seated by our waitress and was flipping through the large menu.
As I scooted over into our booth, Ox handed me a menu and said, “I ordered us some water and cokes while you were in the bathroom.”
Smiling at his thoughtfulness, I thanked him and began looking over the menu myself, realizing I was much hungrier than I’d originally thought.
Ghost
I’d put my bike in temporary storage and stolen an old beater that nobody would recognize me in. Sitting in the parking lot of Annie’s, I watched Kayla walk hand in hand with Ox into the diner.
Rage, raw and ugly, rose in my chest. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on my woman. Make her understand how badly she’d fucked up. As for Ox, well, I’d get my hands on him, too. And when I did, he’d regret ever crossing me and touching what’s mine. He’d be begging for mercy by the time I was done with him.
Smiling darkly, I thought about how I was going to do it. The myriad of options tumbled through my mind at warp speed. But no matter how I chose to punish him, Ox would face the fire in the end. Regardless of how big that fucker was, like everyone else is this Godforsaken world, he’d be reduced to a pile of ash in the end. My cock got hard just thinking about it.
Since I didn’t know where the pair had been holed up for the last few days, as they’d clearly abandoned Kayla’s apartment after my little visit, I’d called in a few favors to find them. Ox’s truck had been spotted on the highway about thirty miles back, clearly heading for Nevada and the Devil’s Riders compound. I couldn’t have that. I wasn’t going to lose my woman again. She’d already slipped through my fingers last night when they’d showed up at Skids. Today was my best chance at separating her from her supposed “protector”. And I wasn’t going to give her up without a fight.
Watching them talk and touch through the front window of the restaurant caused my stomach to rebel. Each time it happened, I had to fight the urge to go inside and unload an entire clip into the giant’s head. The only thing that soothed me was the knowledge that Kayla would be with me soon. And Ox would be six feet under just shortly after that.
Smiling to myself, a calm settled over me and I realized this was meant to be. Kayla was wearing red, after all. My favorite color. The color I’d first seen her wear in her swimsuit when I’d spotted her on her lifeguard tower that fateful day three months back. Red. The color of fire. My first love.
And when I saw her get up from the booth and run outside to grab something from Ox’s truck while he took a phone call, I knew this divine intervention was my opportunity to teach my girl a lesson she’d never forget. Getting ready, I gripped the door handle and waited for my moment to strike
Kayla
As we were waiting for our meals to come, Ox’s phone rang. “It’s Pipe,” he told me before picking up.
While Ox informed his Brother of our ETA, I rummaged through my bag to find my phone and check my messages. I needed to touch base with my parents and a few friends before they called the cops for a wellness check!
Realizing my cell was still in the truck charging, I whispered to Ox, “I’m going to go get my phone. Can I have the keys?”
Reaching into his pocket, Ox extracted the fob and handed it over. Leaving my coat behind, I ran out to the parking lot. Unlocking the door, I leaned into the passenger side door and reached for my cell which was resting in the cup holder where I’d left it charging. Just as I stretched forward, a hand wrapped around my mouth and I felt a sharp sting jab into my neck.
The last thing I remembered before passing out was a voice close to my ear whispering, “Just relax, Babe. Daddy’s come to take you home.”