Chapter Sixteen.
Myka
Fear swept over me when I saw Dawson’s family standing there.
I couldn’t believe they’d had the barefaced cheek to just waltz in without a by-your-leave.
Then again, the Beauregards didn’t possess manners to begin with.
Their boldness filled me with disbelief.
They’d demanded payment for me. At first, I wasn’t sure I was hearing right, but Calamity and Falcon’s reactions assured me I was.
Wanda-Faye was so secure that the Beauregards were terrifying the club—like they had done to most of the town. Anyone who went against them received nasty repercussions. Wanda-Faye was expecting Calamity and Falcon to back down. Clearly, she had no clue what an MC was or how stubborn they were.
Silently, I cheered when Calamity nearly knocked JimBob on his ass.
The shock was clear on the Beauregards’ faces.
Nobody dared oppose them, so this was something new.
Brothers scurried to protect the old ladies and children while over half faced the Beauregards.
This is going to be amusing. The Beauregards had no idea how outmatched they were.
The schoolyard bullies were about to get schooled.
“That bitch is mine!” Artemis said in a deadly voice, moving past me with murder in her eyes. That was fine with me. Hell, be my guest. Wanda-Faye had slapped me often whilst Dawson allowed it. I began wheeling outside to watch, but Axel stopped me.
“They’ll film this,” he rumbled as Demi and Rosie gave chase. Ali-kat and Carmelle were on their heels.
“Does this usually happen?”
“Which bit? The old ladies chasing after a bitch to beat them down. The club throwing down, or just the general chaos?” Axel asked.
“All of it.”
“Yeah.” Axel grinned widely. “Welcome to the family.”
Everyone returned in a great mood, with Rodrigo and Diego taking over the gate.
They were in a shoot-first state of mind, so Calamity left them in charge.
The fish cooked beautifully, and the food disappeared.
Someone put on music as couples got up and danced.
Jayes soon fell asleep, and Falcon put him to bed, and I leaned against Falcon’s shoulder until I began yawning too.
“Come on, babe,” Falcon said. Waving goodnight to everyone, Falcon pushed me through the clubhouse and back to my room. When he bent down to help me out of the chair, I cupped the nape of his neck. Falcon went stiff as he held my gaze.
“Myka.”
“Kiss me,” I murmured and pulled him closer.
Falcon didn’t hesitate. He cradled my jaw and tilted my head to meet his lips. He was gentle but firm, and tingles ran down my spine. Dawson and I never kissed, and the others I’d had were, quite frankly, slobbery. Not Falcon. He stood, picking me up, and laid us down on our sides on the bed.
Still kissing me, Falcon shunted me closer and cupped my leg, lifting my thigh over his.
Nestled together like this was incredibly intimate, and I was unsure how to react.
My lips parted in surprise, and Falcon nibbled my bottom lip, encouraging my mouth to open wider.
I obeyed, and Falcon’s hand swept up my body, raising goosebumps wherever he touched.
Cupping the back of my neck, his tongue swiped my lips.
I released a soft moan and opened for him.
Falcon didn’t shove his tongue in but teased mine gently.
Unsure what to do, I hesitated, and Falcon waited.
With a surge of bravery, I drew him in tighter, and our tongues swirled together.
His kiss sent shivers running down my body as I pressed nearer.
Falcon was lean but well-muscled. Aroused, I traced the outline of them as my hand explored his chest.
His cock grew hard and jammed into my pelvic area, making me press even closer.
Falcon broke our kiss off and gently pushed me onto my back, kissing my neck with light touches.
I trembled again as I wrapped my good leg around him and Falcon nestled between my legs.
His featherlight caresses were driving me mad, and I became a mass of sensitive nerves under his ministrations.
My skin felt highly sensitised, and shivers ran through me.
Cautiously, I rubbed against his cock, and Falcon drew in a sharp breath.
He lifted a little and held my eyes as I brushed the hair away from his face.
Falcon kissed me again, a claiming, bold one that left me gasping for air as my nails dug into well-shaped biceps.
Falcon smiled as I whimpered and shifted onto his side.
He moved a hand over my stomach and hesitated. I stiffened, unsure what he wanted.
“Let me pleasure you. Just my hand,” Falcon whispered against my throat, kissing it again.
“Okay,” I squeaked.
Falcon slowly undid my jeans and slid his hand inside. I was tense as fuck, uncertain what to expect. Dawson didn’t believe in foreplay. Falcon moaned as he slipped between my folds and felt my wetness. I was embarrassed, but Falcon drew his finger out and licked it, shocking the hell out of me.
“I’m going to taste you for real one day,” he muttered as his fingers returned to between my legs. Falcon slid back and found the little hard nub. On his first flick, I gasped. When he started rubbing it, my breathing sped up, and my hand clenched the bedsheets.
“Falcon,” I mewed. I sounded aroused and scared.
“Relax, baby,” Falcon murmured as my hips moved in rhythm with him. His mouth fastened onto my neck, sucking hard. I was shocked at how fast the pressure built up between my legs. I rubbed them together desperately.
“Oh, God, Falcon!”
“Come,” he ordered and bit the sensitive area near my collarbone. I exploded and stiffened against his fingers as Falcon kept circling my clit, milking my release.
“I can’t wait to get between those thighs. It’s going to be heaven,” Falcon said as he blinked away stars.
“That’s an orgasm?” I gasped, and Falcon’s head shot up.
“Your first?”
“Yes,” I admitted shyly. Possessiveness and triumph lit Falcon’s eyes.
“I’m your first?”
“To give me one, yeah, stop, you’re embarrassing me.”
“Fuck that,” Falcon’s chest puffed out, and I giggled, embarrassed. “I gave you a first; nobody’s taking that. But what about that asshole?”
“After Jayes, Dawson never touched me. Called me frigid, and he preferred fucking his second cousin, Mabel. Mabel did me a huge favour,” I replied, and Falcon’s eyes widened.
“They really are inbred!”
“Yup, and she was pregnant with his kid. That’s one thing I’m unsure about. That will be Jayes half-sister or brother. But I couldn’t let Jayes visit. They’d abuse him, and I won’t allow that.”
“Babe, sounds like that’s a no-win situation.”
“Yeah,” I drawled sadly.
“We’ll have our own kids one day, and in the meantime, Jayes has Satan’s Spawn to play with,” Falcon said.
As I yawned, Falcon smirked. “I wore you out.”
“I need a shower,” I muttered, yawning again. Falcon settled me beside him and tucked me into his side.
“Tomorrow,” he murmured as my eyes fluttered closed.
A rock-hard cock shoved against my hipbone, and I froze. Immediately the pressure eased, and I yanked back, almost tumbling out of bed in my haste. A firm hand grabbed me and stopped me from falling as I stared into a pair of alert eyes.
“Falcon!” I breathed and relaxed. He tucked me in closer and wrapped an arm around my waist.
“We fell asleep,” Falcon murmured.
“I’m not used to waking up with someone.”
Falcon frowned.
“Dawson and I didn’t share a bedroom. He either stayed at Mabel’s or slept in the spare room. He hated the way I smelt.”
“You smell of vanilla and coconut,” Falcon replied, puzzled.
“Yup, and Dawson loathed it. Claimed I smelled weird, so I made sure I always showered in it. The guy is strange.”
“No denying that,” Falcon agreed.
“We better get up. Jayes will come looking for us soon.”
“Don’t care.”
“I do. Falcon, we’re taking this slowly, remember?”
Falcon pouted, but got out of bed, stretching and showing a tantalising glimpse of abs under his tee before lowering his arms with a smirk. “Sure you want me to leave?”
“Get out!” I laughed, throwing a pillow at him, and Falcon left, grinning.
I flopped back in the bed and knew I was in trouble.
Falcon was drawing me in tighter, and I was falling for him.
I didn’t understand why he wanted me; it didn’t make sense, but I wasn’t going to say no.
Falcon was the real deal, and that wasn’t something I was used to.
Calamity
“We’ve got a body, Prez.”
I closed my eyes. That was the last thing I needed. “Where?” I asked Wolf.
“The RV Park. At the entrance, it looks like the victim came from the trees beyond and was running towards the road,” Wolf replied.
“Have you called the cops?”
“Nope. You first.”
“Do you recognise him?”
“Guy’s been beaten black and blue, but I think it’s one of the three we’ve been looking for,” Wolf dropped the bombshell.
“Fuck!” I exclaimed, capturing Falcon’s attention. “A Beauregard is dead on our land.”
“Why the fuck is it always us?” Falcon snarled.
“Good question. We’ve got Rage and the Unwanted Bastards coming in tonight. We don’t need this bullshit. Phone it in, Wolf. We’re on the way.”
“Can shit get any worse?”
“Are you trying to jinx us? Let’s go,” I ordered and cut the call.
“What’s going on?” Nova asked, making us both startle.
“We gotta ride. Can you and Mom stay with Myka and Jayes? Don’t let them out of your sight,” Falcon said.
“Dad has Jayes and the brats currently. What happened?”
“One of those who beat Myka near to death has turned up dead,” he replied.
“Okay, Mom and I have her covered,” Nova promised, and Falcon walked away content. Myka was protected.
“Well, I’m fucked if I can guess which asshole this is. His face is too battered,” I admitted. Falcon nodded.
“Prez, I’ve pulled the camera footage; there’s a clear fight. The fucker who beat him is huge,” Wolf stated.
“Rawson?” I asked.