Page 17 of Taken By Her Two Savage Bikers
Chapter 7
Ash
Dinner time.
Phoenix had stepped out to run some errands, so it was up to me to prepare the princess her supper. I wasn’t in the mood to cook so sandwiches it was going to be. Better than nothing. Placing ham and cheese sandwiches on the tray, I placed a couple of sealed plastic bottles of Tropicana next to them and picked the tray up. Sure, she had been given sandwiches yesterday as well, but yesterday had been turkey bacon clubs so at least I was giving her a little variety.
Making my way down the hallway, I couldn’t stop my mind from wandering back to images of her exquisite body glistening with water when Phoenix had pulled the towel from her and made her kneel before him. The vision of her on her knees would be burned in my mind for a very long time, but the image quickly developed into a daydream of her sucking my cock from that position.
Dammit! I growled to myself as my dick jerked alive.
Juggling the tray on my hip, I pulled the key to her door from my jeans pocket and unlocked the door. Placing the keys back into my jeans, I twisted the knob of the door and gave it a little push open. I was just in the process of balancing the tray while pushing the door open a little wider when my little Latina fixation came bolting from the room in a streak of dark hair. Losing my balance, I fell backward with the tray of food toppling to the floor.
A growl erupted from me as my predatory drive kicked in and I bolted after her down the hallway. By the time I’d reached the end of the hallway her hand was on the door handle and was pulling it open.
Sunlight broke through the door, momentarily blinding me. Blinking my eyes, I cursed under my breath upon seeing she’d already made it outside and down the front steps. Propelling myself forward I was across the room and down the front stairs of the deck before she could reach my bike.
I could have grabbed her arm and halted her progress, but I didn’t. She needed to learn her place – again. I slammed into her, my chest against her back and she crumbled to the ground, screaming as she fell with me toppling on top of her.
She lay still under me for the span of two beats before she became a wildcat under me, squirming and screaming as if possessed. Instead of annoying me, the feeling of her ass against my crotch only increased the arousal in my jeans. Fuck, I wanted a taste of her. Just a small one.
Lifting my weight from her slightly, I grabbed her shoulder and flipped her to her back, keeping myself straddling her waist.
“Get off me!” she screeched, her fingers attempting to claw at my face.
Grabbing her wrists, I secured them to the ground with more force than was necessary, trying to prove a point. I was faster, stronger and a hell of a lot meaner. The quicker she learned that the better. Her dark hair was fanned around her head and face as her eyes glared up at me with pure hatred.
“Let me go!”
“Jesus, woman! Calm down.”
“Fuck you!”
I couldn’t resist another moment. My mouth came crashing down onto hers. I wanted a taste – needed a taste. Her lips remained stiff a moment, refusing to let me in. The need within my jeans demanded more as I pressed my groin against hers. She moaned softly, her lips parting, allowing my tongue entry.
A surge of desire raced through me as our kiss deepened, our tongues dueling. She tasted of toothpaste and I could smell my shower gel on her. It was so fucking sexy I could barely restrain myself from tearing the clothing from her body and sinking deep into her core.
Just as I was pulling back, ending the kiss, a shot of pain pulsed through my lower lip. Startled, I sat back on my heels, releasing Gabriella and bringing my hand to my lip. Pulling my hand away, I was startled to see blood over my fingers as the sensation of warm blood dripped down my chin.
“What the fuck!” I roared as a foot came into contact with my stomach, winding me, causing my body instinctively to double over.
The bitch bit me!
Looking up, I growled, watching her run across the yard. Springing to my feet, I chased after her just as she disappeared into the woods. Breaching the forest line, I caught sight of her just as she stumbled over something and faceplanted. I was on her in seconds, wrapping an arm around her waist and effortlessly picking her up and off her feet. I tossed her over my shoulder, her ass was inches from my face and her head and arms dangled down my back.
The screams coming from her as she kicked and pounded her fists against my back pierced my skull and immediately gave me a headache. “You have no idea how pissed I am right now,” I growled as I exited the woods with her and began walking across the yard to the cabin.
“Fuck you!”
Her telling me to go fuck myself was the last straw. Drawing my hand back I open-palm slapped her ass. She screamed, but at least the scream was justified. “Keep up the attitude and you’ll get another one,” I warned, halfway wanting her to do it again to give me an excuse to touch her plump ass.
“Go to hell!”
Challenge accepted. “Enough.” I slapped her ass a second and third time, a little harder than the first spank.
She grunted, but my warning didn’t seem to calm her; if anything it only caused her to act out more. “You’re a goon. A dirty, kidnapping prick.”
“I hate this just as much as you do sweetheart, but guess what, we’re in this together for a while yet. Get used to it.”
