2. Hawk
2
HAWK
I couldn’t help my giddy grin. Our little flame had been struck dumb by the sight of Loki. She couldn’t help it—our pack leader was a specimen.
Six foot five, muscles for days, striking ice-blue eyes and white-blond hair he kept shaved on the sides but long enough on the top that he could put it in a little knot. He’d never gotten into tattoos and piercings to the level that Blaze and I had, but a longsword decorated one of his veiny forearms.
I leaned down to whisper in her ear. “What’s your name?”
She returned her attention to me, smiling warmly as she studied my face. “Sarah,” she replied. “What’s yours?”
“Hawk,” I said.
Her eyes lit up, and she ran a finger lightly over the inked wings that spanned my throat. I held back a shiver lest she think I’d never had a pretty girl touch my skin before.
I liked her touch a lot .
“Fitting,” she said as she finished caressing my feathers.
“And that’s Blaze,” I added, gesturing to where he lingered to my left.
“Hey, Blaze,” she purred at him.
He took that as an invitation to snatch her hand and bring it to his lips, pressing a kiss to her wrist. He swallowed thickly, probably getting his first whiff of her beta scent. Tantalizingly light, it was a hint of cherries and something… spicy.
Beta scents were usually fairly neutral and faded into the background, especially for us Alphas, but something about hers made me want to bury my nose in the crook of her delicate, pale neck and just… hang out for a while.
“Nice to meet you, Sarah,” Blaze replied, deploying his panty-incinerating smile. “I have to tell you, the three of us are wondering how you found yourself in this place?”
Her answering smile was coy. “Maybe I just felt like a walk on the wild side.”
Loki rumbled his displeasure from our other side. “Unwise, babydoll. Now look where it’s gotten you—surrounded by three Alpha bikers.”
She arched a fiery brow at him. “Oh? Do you guys bite?”
Loki leaned in closer, ensnaring her in that crystal gaze. He looked like he didn’t know whether he wanted to eat her or spank her—I was hoping for both. “Stay here any longer and you might find out.”
If this girl was nervous or intimidated by the three of us, she didn’t show an ounce of it. She only watched Loki like she was ready for whatever he wanted to do with her.
She was fearless, my flame.
“That’s Loki,” I told her. “He’s our pack leader.”
“Oh,” she said with a laugh, dragging her gaze up and down Loki’s body with an appreciative gleam. “I get it. The frost giant. Very fitting.”
“You’re quick,” I said, inching even closer to her. “Not everyone remembers their Norse mythology.”
“I’ve spent the last few years pretending to get a college education,” she replied with a careless shrug. “Occasionally it comes in handy.”
Impatience overpowered my restraint, and I decided to take the leap. I wrapped my hands around her hips, inviting her to start dancing again. She hummed her approval and began to sway in my hold, her movements athletic and graceful. Her shapely hips fit nicely in my hands, and even in the bar’s shitty lighting, I could see the lithe muscles of her legs that filled out her jeans. She was a little shorter than the average beta woman—maybe five foot three if she took off her extremely sexy combat boots. That would put her at almost a foot shorter than Blaze and me and even more for Loki.
She felt perfect in my grip. Her big green eyes held so much warmth as she looked at me like I was the most interesting thing she’d ever seen as we continued to dance to yet another hard rock song that scraped at my eardrums.
Blaze pressed in behind her, and she arched into him. Her back hit the chiseled plains of his chest—he was a real work of art, if I did say so myself—and I could just detect the tiny moan that escaped her before it was drowned by the music and the noise of the crowd.
“I hope you weren’t attached to the friends you made earlier,” Blaze rasped against her ear. “Because they don’t look super happy with you right now.”
She looked around, her gaze lazy as her hips moved in my hands. When she noticed the glares of some of the club girls gathered around the dance floor, she rolled her eyes. Their seething jealousy was clear as day.
“We’re just dancing!” she exclaimed. “They can certainly have you back… later.” Those big green eyes locked on mine with a ferocity that flashed through my body and landed right in my balls. “When I’m finished with you.”
I grinned. “Damn, girl.”
“They never had us to begin with, Princesa,” Blaze replied, and she shivered in my hands as he skimmed his lips up the skin of her neck. “You see, we’re just visiting, and we won’t be sticking around much longer. We hadn’t felt the urge to… sample the local cuisine.”
Her gaze dropped to my cut, and she brushed a finger over the small Pecos Chapter patch. “I see,” she said. “What a shame for my new not-friends. Three triple-chocolate sundaes suddenly appear in their usual buffet of diet Jell-O, and they don’t even get to partake. No wonder they look like they want to claw my eyes out with their killer nails.”
I snorted, and even Loki cracked a smile at that.
“That’s some willpower you guys have,” she went on. “I mean, there’s an actual Eiffel Tower happening over by the pool table. You’re surrounded by public sex almost every night, and you’re just like… nah, my hand is fine?”
Time to really test the waters before we went full steam ahead with our prize.
I leaned in to whisper in her ear. “We don’t need to fuck the club girls when we have each other.”
I pulled back in time to witness her wide-eyed gasp. “All three of you?” she asked breathlessly.
Loki had been looming next to us as we danced, scaring off invaders with his icy scowl, but his patience had reached its limit. He grabbed Blaze by the back of his neck and jerked him away from Sarah.
“You asshole,” Blaze grumbled.
Loki yanked him into a quick but filthy kiss, and then Blaze laughed as he was shoved away. “Share, you dick,” Loki growled.
“Oh,” Sarah said as Loki took Blaze’s place pressed up against her ass. “Oh, no. I am toast . That was so fucking hot.”
Excitement zipped through me.
The song finally changed from brain-shredding hard rock to something more sensual. Loki took the opportunity to press Sarah tighter between us, and he nudged my hands off her hips so he could envelop them possessively in his huge grip. I met his striking blue gaze over her head—she was tucked very neatly between our chests—and he smirked.
We’d been an official pack for two years and best friends since high school, but I didn’t need to have that bond with him to know what he wanted.
I gently cupped her pale cheek in my hand, and rested the other on her waist above Loki’s grasp. I tilted her head up and made sure she was looking me right in the eyes. “Can I kiss you, Little Flame?” I murmured.
She flushed, and her gorgeous eyes hooded at the thought. The smile that followed was brilliant.
What a jewel we’d discovered in this dump.
“Yes,” she replied with an eager nod.
I swooped in and pressed my lips to hers, and Loki rumbled his approval. Sarah hummed against my lips, sounding pleased, and she took a moment to adjust to the feeling of my lip ring as I sucked her lower lip into my mouth. She gripped the front of my shirt in her little fists, like I’d float away if she didn’t hang on.
Her cherry scent surged, and Loki groaned behind me.
That was some kick for a beta. My dick was now rock-hard in my jeans where it was pressed against her.
“That,” Loki growled, “is delicious. Hawk’s a good kisser, isn’t he? He’s making you smell so sweet, pretty girl.”
She moaned into our kiss. I stroked her tongue with mine, trying very hard to be gentler than I would be with Blaze or Loki. It wasn’t easy—this girl was fire, and I was very into making out with her.
A rough hand landed on the back of my neck. “Fuck me, this is hot. She’s a tasty little treat, huh, man?” Blaze said, squeezing me fiercely.
It pained me, but I released those luscious lips with one final peck. I was a team player if I was anything. “So tasty,” I told him. “Maybe if you ask nicely, she’ll let you try.”
Those big green eyes drank in Blaze, who hovered just off my shoulder. Blaze bit off a groan. He was such an eager puppy. “May I, Princesa?”
She gave him a sultry little grin. “Yes, please.”
“Hell yes,” he replied, then he dropped a kiss on my neck before he hip-checked me out of the way. “Thank you, Hawk, for your selflessness.”
“You’re welcome. It’s a good thing I love you.”
He was no longer paying attention to me, his strong hand now cradling the back of Sarah’s head as he devoured her lips. She melted between him and Loki, who was busying himself huffing that sweet cherry scent from the crook of her neck.
“Whatcha boys got there?”
Stone, the President of the MC, had sidled up beside me and was leering at Sarah as if she wasn’t locked solidly in Blaze and Loki’s possession. It made me want to put a bullet in his skull.
“Nothing we feel like we need to discuss with club leadership,” I replied blandly.
Alpha pheromones bit at the air, his gasoline-tinged scent turning sharp, belying extreme aggression where the lazy smile on his face did not. Loki’s head jerked from Sarah’s sweet skin to send a bone-chilling glare in Stone’s direction.
If only I could’ve swatted him like the annoying fly he was. I was aware that I looked a little mild and boyish, despite my height, designation, and extreme fondness for tattoos and piercings, but I could be almost as dominant as Loki if I wanted to be.
He wasn’t going to get a flinch out of me.
“Everything that goes on under this roof is the business of club leadership, son,” Stone said, frowning at my lack of reaction to his display of aggression. “The boys are all just wondering what piece of ass finally caught our visitors’ attention, is all. And I can see she is a fucking fine little piece. Looks classy, not like the used-up snatch we have running around here.”
I swallowed my retort. So fucking typical of this guy—his boys were eight times as slutty as the girls that frequented this place, and yet they were praised while the girls were derided as used and disposable.
And so fucking typical of him to set his eyes on our treasure despite the fact that he and his pack had a bonded omega. The Alphas flouted that bond constantly, and Dolly turned the other cheek as long as she got to rule the roost as the top female.
“Once you boys are finished with her, my pack might want a taste,” he went on.
“Touch her and lose a hand, Stone,” Loki said, stepping in front of Blaze and Sarah, who were still lip-locked and blissfully unaware of Stone’s intrusion.
“Now, you listen here, you towheaded asshole,” Stone growled. “I don’t know how you lot do shit in the Pecos Chapter, but here in my clubhouse, my word is the law.”
“Your laws don’t apply to civilian females who are just trying to enjoy a night out in your bar,” I pointed out. “She’s with us.”
“You sure about that?” he replied, his grizzled face breaking into a cocky smile. “Maybe she wants to try out some men , not three boys barely off their omega mama’s tit.”
Loki’d had enough. He turned without another word, giving Stone his back, and swiped Sarah out of Blaze’s arms.
“Loki!” she yelped as he threw her over his shoulder and began to stalk away.
“Man, what the fuck—” Blaze said, coming out of a daze, then his hazel-eyed gaze landed on Stone. His nostrils flared, taking in the aggression and the disgusting lust radiating from the club prez. His eyes narrowed. “I see.”
“We’re calling it a night,” I announced, grabbing Blaze’s arm to drag him after Loki before he threw a punch.
And I could only hope this was the last fucking time we had to pretend to care that Stone and his pack were in charge of anything.
We had better places to be and a pretty girl to please.