Her Biker Daddy

Chapter 3

Tate

F uck…the way Everly called me daddy in front of most of my club made my dick a steel rod. Seeing the complete and utter acceptance of it, of me, of what I’m going to be to her, let alone knowing that she bought those sexy knee high socks and short shorts to wear for me—for her daddy—while she touched herself, has my entire body hungry for more.

I was already done for when it came to her, but then she fucking compounded it by holding her arms out for me to take her into mine and shit…she sealed her fate. If there was even the tiniest chance for me to not make her completely mine tonight, it’s vanished now, because if I don’t get inside her, I’m going to combust.

“I’ll show you around the rest of our place tomorrow. Right now, there’s only one spot you’re going to be—in my bed and in my arms, baby girl,” I state, unable to resist from dropping a kiss onto her forehead as I move us through the space that’s designed as a living room, past the kitchenette and half-bath, by the ‘guest’ bedroom and on into my room.

It’s sparsely filled, my bed takes up a large portion of the room, but I also have a chair, a dresser, and then a tall cabinet that holds the rest of my shit in it. There’s a closet that’s bigger than most, since it’s the one for this room and the one for what was originally the classroom next door opened up into one. I have a separate bathroom that was remodeled to connect to my room. It was originally designed to be the girls’ bathroom on this part of the floor, so it was large enough to put in a decent shower as well as a tub that my girl can now enjoy but also had room for the half-bath and kitchenette to be installed as well.

Meyer has a suite across the hall that’s similar to mine while my enforcer Spawn has a suite just down from his, but the one on the other side of mine is open. I could open up the living room area to connect it to ours if needed one day, because right now, I definitely can see the need for more bedrooms. The need to put a baby in my girl is eating me up and I sit Everly down on the end of the bed to get my shit together.

“Arms up, baby,” I tell her as her big, beautiful eyes stare at me with hunger and need. It’s so deep I swear this little thing is going to unman me.

The thought simply deepens when she doesn’t even begin to argue. Her arms lift up, letting me pull my shirt up over her head, and I grit my teeth seeing the evidence of those bastard’s attempt to hurt her when it’s off her.

“Part of me wishes they were still breathing so I could do more damage to them, especially seeing this,” I add at the scratch on her chest I didn’t see earlier. “What happened here, baby?”

“The creep that was holding me tried to pull my boob out of my bra, but it was too tight, so the other one grabbed at me. His nail hit my skin when I jerked trying to get away from them,” Everly says, and I nod, breathing through my teeth to calm myself. The bastards are dead. They can’t hurt her, touch her ever again. No other man will.

“I won’t tell you exactly what I did to them, just know, neither of them went out without feeling a hundred times more pain than what they caused you, baby,” I promise, kneeling down in front of her so I’m not towering over her. “I’m going to take this off you now. Unless you tell me right now that you just want me to hold you tonight, it’s going to end with my cock buried inside you, so be sure because I’m teetering here, Everly. I may want to fuck you good and hard, hurt you a bit with the sweetest fucking pleasure during it at times, but I never want to hurt you in any other way, upset you, so tell me where I need to draw the line tonight.”

“Can we take a shower first?” she replies, her eyes holding mine and fuck, it just makes me want her more to see the strength in them, the understanding that she’s just as much in control here as I am. Hell, she’s more in control of what happens, even if she gives herself over to me in every way, it’s still all within her control.

That’s the difference with how I feel and want her compared to the club girls that will do whatever a member tells them to do or compared to women I’ve been with before I got here. When I took what I wanted from them, it was all about what I wanted and needed—although it was never enough. Well, the level of control over them was, but it never left with me any lasting satisfaction or warmth. With Everly…it could never be like that, even if I fuck her so hard she can’t even walk the next day.

“Do you want daddy to wash you, or do you want to take one alone?” I ask as I lift her up, carrying her into the bathroom.

Her little gasp when she sees it makes me smile and I press a kiss to her temple as I set her down on the vanity. We left two sinks in the space but added cabinets to hold towels and shit, and I’m glad for the extra storage space that’s let me get ready for my girl. Because fuck, even when I swore I didn’t have a chance at making her entirely mine, I couldn’t stop from being prepared if I ever somehow lucked upon it.

I take a step back from her, and reach into the tall cabinet against the wall, taking out a plush towel, then grab the shampoo and conditioner, plus the body wash, hair clips and combs I bought just for her from the cabinet under the sink. Her gorgeous eyes widen when she sees the brands, and they stray back up to me as I simply smile. “I wasn’t going to risk not having everything you might want or need if I ever got you in here with me.”

“Will you help me wash my back, daddy?” she asks, her arms wrapping around my neck as I lean down towards her, and I give her a soft, slow kiss, to get myself under control. My girl needs to be taken care of before I can fuck her, and I’m good with that, even if my dick is complaining.

“Whatever you want, baby girl,” I promise as I pull back. I move everything into the shower, turning on the water so it’s nice and warm when we get in it, then turn back to Everly, loving that she’s here, but hating the reason that’s so easily seen in the state of her clothes.

I kick off my boots as I move back to her, then gently lift her off the vanity so I can undo the rest of the buttons that managed to stay on the uniform. I let the thing drop to the floor and nearly come at the sight of my girl in her tight as fuck bra and a pair of booty shorts that mold to her wide hips. “You’re even prettier than I could imagine with just the little glimpses I’d catch of you through your curtains.”

“You peeked in my window?” she asks with a grin at me, and I drop a kiss onto her lips, adding more to her eyes and cheeks as the room steams up a bit from the heat of the shower.

“I didn’t intend to, but when I saw your fucking neighbor lurking at them one night…” Her gasp has my hands cupping her face gently, calming her, “I took care of that shit straight off. That asshole thought he could jerk off to what was mine. He’s lucky he’s still breathing. I caught a little glimpse of you there and it took everything within me not to barge in there and carry you out, bring you home with me.”

“I would have gladly let you,” she sighs as my hands slip from her face down to the clasp of her bra. It’s like a workout outfit material and fuck it’s tight as hell. I can barely even slip a finger under the band to get it unhooked, and the dents it leaves behind on her skin as I peel it off her, has me ready to burn it.

“Shit baby,” I groan as her tits fall free, bigger than I ever thought thanks to the loose tops she always put on when she got home. “These titties are fucking perfect but that damn bra doesn’t fit and you’re never wearing it again. Never going to hurt these pretty things trying to stuff them into it again,” I warn her as my hands slip up, cupping each breast with one. They overflow them and I can’t wait to get my dick between them, fuck them while she sucks on the tip of my cock.

“My uniform doesn’t fit unless I wear it,” she moans, her back arching, pressing her breasts deeper against my hands.

“You think I’m going to let you work at that place any longer?” I ask, and her eyes flutter open, meeting mine in shock. “Daddy takes care of you now. Anything you need or want—it’s mine to provide. If you really want a job, I’ll find you one with one of our legit businesses, but I’d much prefer to be able to find you wherever you are and fuck you whenever I need, which would really hinder your ability to work.”

“I…I…” Her eyes show her worry, and I brush a kiss over her lips, holding her close for another moment.

“Tell me what’s wrong. What has you scared baby? I can’t fix it if you don’t tell me,” I urge her, wanting her to be open and honest as I reach back to take off my shirt, dropping my jeans in the process. I rarely wear anything under my jeans and the look on Everly’s face as she sees my hard cock bobbing while I toe off my sock puts a smile on my lips. “I know it’s big, but don’t be scared of it, baby girl. It’s going to feel so damn good inside you when you’re ready.”

“Daddy…” she sighs, returning the smile while letting me slide her shorts down her thick thighs. The dimples in them make my mouth water to taste every last bit of her, and I lean forward as I kneel in front of her, pressing a kiss to her hip, and her hand slips into my hair, holding tight. “Tate…”

“Tell me what’s worrying you and I’ll give you a nice, soft kiss right where you need it most,” I bribe, holding onto her hips as her breathing deepens.

“I…I don’t want to ever be my mother. Never having my own money…scares me. If this…” she says, and I pull her closer to me, holding her tight as I look up into her sweet face.

“You’re worried what will happen if this doesn’t work out?” I guess and the look on her face says it all. “One, that’s never going to happen. I’m not some fucking shithead twenty year old that doesn’t know what he wants. I know you’re mine, Everly. Now and always, baby girl. Two, you’ll have full access to everything in my bank account. I’m not just going to dole out an allowance for you baby or expect you to ask me for every little thing you need. That’s not what I mean when I say it’s mine to provide. I meant that it’ll be my money that buys it for you, and you don’t have to work your life away because I’ve done the hard shit already to make this life for you.

“Three, if anything would ever happen to me, everything that’s mine will be yours. It’s more than just what’s in the bank. I’ve got property around the country. Some of it, the club doesn’t even know about because while I trust the guys in the club right now with my life, I know that it could change at any minute if someone new comes in with enough charisma to charm the rest into staging a coup. You’ll be safe, no matter what happens to me, I’ll make damn sure of that, Everly. So, does that calm your worry, baby girl?” I ask, seeing the answer in her eyes even before she nods at me. “Good girl, now spread those pretty thighs and let me kiss that hungry little pussy before I wash all of that sweet juice clinging to them away.”

Her little moan as she widens her stance is nothing compared to the one that comes out of her when I cover her soaked pussy with my mouth, kissing every last bit of it the way I’ll kiss her mouth when buried deep inside her. Her hands grip my hair tight, the steam from the electric point water heaters filling the room entirely, but it’s nothing compared to the desperate heat in her eyes as I tongue her pussy, my hands gripping her plump ass hard.

“You’re going to come on daddy’s mouth like a good girl, aren’t you, baby?” I tease, my hand inching inward between the cleft of her ass.

“Please daddy,” she cries, her hips pushing her forward back onto my mouth. I suckle hard on her clit before going back to tonguing her pussy, my nose rubbing her clit. When my finger teases the tight whirl of her ass, she breaks gushing her sweetness into my mouth and I drink it all up as she screams out a chant of ‘daddy, daddy, oh daddy’ that has my cock coming without a single touch.

“That’s my good girl,” I praise her as I stand, lifting her off her feet and move us into the water. A little hiss leaves my lips at the heat of it, and I turn it down, making sure it’s not too hot for my girl before moving her into the stream.

“Close your eyes so I can soap your hair,” I tell her rather than handing her the bottle of shampoo I get off the shelf. “You’ll have to tell me if I do it wrong. I want to know just how to care for my baby girl, so I can care for all the babies we have, especially if they have curly hair like their mama.”

“Babies?” she gasps, her eyes opening and I make sure to keep her head tipped back so the soap doesn’t run into them.

“Eyes closed, pretty girl. I don’t want them to sting,” I state, smiling when she closes them, and the little grin on her lips says she likes the idea of babies just as much as I’m becoming obsessed with it. “Yes, I said babies. Ones that I put in you, and you carry. Ones that suckle on these incredible tits of yours. Ones that will love you entirely, just as much as I will…do.”

“Tate!” she cries, little shudders rushing through her as I continue to lather her hair. “Daddy, please don’t tease…”

“I’m not baby,” I promise with a whisper against her ear, kissing her cheek that’s free of soap. “I know what I feel for you is something I’ve never felt before—not with anyone—and it’s only grown deeper since I first met you. It’s why I want to know you’re safe just as badly as I want to fuck you into a coma, baby. You’re everything to me, but my world is a pit of darkness most of the time and I never wanted any of that to touch you. You’re a radiating beam of pureness, so I stayed away. Kept you safe from a distance.”

“I’m not…never have been,” she sighs, and I tip her head back into the water, rinsing it and make sure her face is clear before wiping the moisture from her eyes so she can open them, look at me when I tell her this time.

“You are baby. The people around you might have kept you from seeing it, but it’s there and it’s something that I never want anyone to ever touch. Worried that if I came near you, it would fade because of all of the shit surrounding me, but now I know, it never will. You’ve already seen most of it and it’s still there, and it just makes me love you more. Which is why I want it all, Everly. I want you as mine—forever. I want to fill you with babies that will carry that same light as you, because just being near it makes my life a million times better. Being able to hold you, take care of you is even better than that. Tasting your sweetness on my tongue eclipses even that though, so I’m definitely going to be selfish and see that I have you some way, every single day that I possibly can.

“I’m going to see that every fucking creep that even looks at you wrong disappears. If your ‘father’ or his police buddies come near you, I will kill every single last one of them and not break a sweat or blink an eye. Anything that threatens you has to go. I’ve been alone too long, lived without you—without your sweetness in my life for too long, to ever let anything come close to hurting you again. I know this is probably a lot—too much with everything that happened tonight but I’m too far gone over you to hold back now, baby girl. I love you, Everly, and I hope one day, you’ll love me even half as much,” I add, fear bubbling inside me and that’s one thing I never feel.

I haven’t when staring down the barrel of a gun, or facing a knife in a fight, but tonight, I’ve felt it more than once. The first time, when I knew someone had to have taken her, and now, not knowing how she’ll really react to all of this—to just how much she means to me. Shit, I didn’t realize exactly what it was until tonight—that it was more than just want and the need to have her—own her, but now, I sure as hell know it’s been building to this from the moment I saw her.

“I was terrified at what they were going to do to me, but that stopped the second I saw you there tonight, Tate,” she says, her body slick against mine, and my body shakes when her hand slips around my cock, stroking it. “I knew I was safe. That they’d never get the chance to hurt me. I heard their screams, and I knew what you were doing to them—knew and liked it. Which should have scared me, but it didn’t. It just made me want you more than I already did.

“I’ve dreamt of you being outside when I got off, and instead of letting me leave, you took me with you. Took me home. Took my body. Took my heart all while showing me everything was going to be okay, because you loved me as much as I loved you. Because I do—love you, Tate. I love you so much already, daddy,” she adds, and my dick explodes from just her soft tugs and her words, sending pleasure down my whole spine, and I lift her into my arms, stealing her lips in a long, hard kiss, until my dick is pulsing, wanting inside her.

“Take me to bed, daddy,” she whispers when I break the kiss, and it’s so fucking tempting, but I need to finish taking care of her first.

“Let daddy finish your shower, then we’ll go lay down in the bed and I’ll explore every last inch of you, baby. I promise,” I assure her, smiling when she sighs happily, letting me lower her down my body, and the look in her eyes when she feels my dick against her belly has me moving just a hint faster than I intended.

She smiles when I insist on drying her hair, but she doesn’t argue, and I kiss her neck and shoulders as I get ninety some percent of it fully dry. I don’t stop her when she tugs me towards her when I move to the other side, and she turns off the hair dryer, her eyes begging for more.

I carry her back into the bedroom, laying her down on the bed, and give the towel wrapped around her a little tug. Her giggle when it slips free, letting me see all of her gorgeous body on display, makes my cock bob, and she reaches out for me. I catch her hand before she can wrap it around my dick, pushing it up over her head and wrap it around the spindles of the headboard. It’s attached to the wall but still functional if I wanted to tie someone up in my bed. One of these days I’ll definitely have my girl tied up in it, but for tonight, I want more freedom of movement with her.

“If you take your hands off them, I’ll stop what I’m doing,” I warn, my lips hovering over hers and I steal the smile that slips onto them, tasting every last inch of her mouth before moving down her throat, over her collar bones, and down the center of her chest.

Her body arches up, her tight nipples begging for a taste, and I lick all around one, before moving to the other, pulling a whining moan from her that I love, want to hear a million more times. And I will, but not tonight.

My mouth pulls her entire nipple in as I suck on her skin hard, pulling a full cry of bliss from her, but it quickly turns to one of disappointment when I lift my head, her eyes meeting mine. “Where are your hands supposed to be, baby girl?”

“I’m sorry, daddy. It felt so good, please don’t stop,” she pleads, her hands quickly moving off my head and back up onto the headboard.

“That’s your only warning,” I return making her drag in a deep breath. “If you do it again, I’ll not only stop, but also spank your ass so you remember what daddy’s good girl gets versus what happens when you’re a bad girl,” I add, enjoying the shiver that races through her.

I’m going to fucking love spanking her ass, seeing what will be her threshold of when it’s pleasurable pain and when it’s just punishment pain. Shit…hearing her say she was turned on hearing the cries of me killing those two shouldn’t have made me as hard as I was, but I love that she was happy I was seeing to her safety the best way possible. Sure, in some instances, killing cops would be a bad thing, but the ones around here don’t deserve to breathe the same air as her—especially not if they’re under her father’s thumb.

“I’ll be good, daddy, I promise,” she moans as I go back to teasing her breasts, moving from one incredible plump mound to the other, until she’s squirming underneath me. I bite down on her nipple, my eyes on her flushed face, and she screams out in pleasure as my thumb strokes her clit. I give it a little pinch, and she topples over, her body arching up, moving against my fingers to prolong the bliss as I suckle hard on her flesh. Her hands stay wrapped around the spindles and I let her have another quick orgasm, before moving my mouth down her stomach, to taste her sweetness again.

Her thighs are soaked with her arousal, and I lift her hips, pulling her over my lap as I sit back on my legs, spreading her pretty little pussy open wider. “You’re so fucking pretty down here, baby girl, and it’s all mine, isn’t it? Daddy’s the only one that’s ever going to get a taste of it—have you wrapped around their cock, or on their fingers or tongue.”

“Yes, only you daddy,” she hums, shaking as I tease around her pussy, pressing very lightly against the top and bottom, but not entering it with my fingers. “Please daddy…I need more.”

“Try to keep your hands where they are, baby girl. If you absolutely can’t keep them up there, then they need to be by your side. No trying to keep this pussy from daddy, no matter what, got it?” I state, holding her gaze until she nods, her body shaking even more in anticipation, but I don’t move to enter her with my cock as she’s expecting. I lift her hips higher, bringing her sweet pussy up to my mouth, and devour her, kissing every inch I can until she’s coming, over and over on my beard.

She lasts through three orgasms with her hands on the headboard. On the fourth they drop down onto the bed next to her, gripping the covers tightly, and the fifth one has them flat against the bed, pressing on it so hard they’re nearly white. It just makes me want to give her more, to see just how many it’d take for her to disobey me, but I won’t do that tonight. I can’t wait another minute to be inside her now, and I lower her down onto the mattress, moving up over her, until my body is touching every inch of hers, my cock seeking her entrance.

“I don’t want to hurt you, baby, but if I do, I’m sorry,” I whisper to her as I lift her hands up to my shoulders. “You can scream and cry and bite me if you need to, daddy can take it.”

“Please Tate…please daddy, make me all yours,” she cries, and I can’t hold back another second. Her leg wraps around my waist, and the head of my cock finds its home. Her sweet pussy kisses the head of my dick, and I push forward, sinking in until I reach her barrier. My body shakes with the depth of my hunger, and I surge forward, a flash of pure bliss flowing through me as it breaks, letting me deep inside my girl as she cries out, her open mouth landing on my shoulder.

Her teeth bite into my skin, and it makes me come, which sets off a wave of spasms inside her, that keeps me coming for a long, hot minute. My dick is being squeezed half to death, but nothing on earth has ever felt this incredibly perfect—nothing.