Page 22 of Phantom Riders MC: Hawk

“But I always do you after a run,” she whined. “If you want a threesome you know I’m cool with that.”

She sounded almost desperate. Hawk was clenching his teeth, and he turned his head slightly to make eye contact with the woman. “I don’t want a threesome, and I don’t want your mouth.” His nostrils were flaring when he turned back to me. I couldn’t move away from the wall, or from the spell that he had me under. His huge body was blocking me and his beefy arms on either side of me kept me trapped.

“Baby…” she had the nerve to push the door in further. The woman was either too dense to get his message or too determined to wiggle her way into my place. “Let me relieve you. I can tell you’re all wound up.”

“I need pussy this time and I have what I want right here,” he snarled in a low tone. “Now get the fuck out.”

My breath caught at his words, and I felt a bubble of moisture rupture from my core and make a direct line to my pussy. I heard a huff, and then the door closed with a bang. The woman had left angry, but I didn’t care. My focus was on the hard-jawed beast in front of me. “Wound up” had been putting it mildly. He reminded me of a wild animal, hungry, and ready to do serious damage, even while it seemed that something was holding him back.

Was he afraid he’d hurt me?

The whole situation was turning me on beyond belief, and that was just crazy! I’d never in my life considered screwing a man after only knowing him for a day. I’d known Dane for three weeks before we’d become intimate. But I’d never known a man like Hawk before, and something about him, perhaps the unpredictable life that he lived, told me it was better to grab it while it was within reach, whatever it was. Because there might not be a chance tomorrow.

Before I realized what I was doing, I reached up and cupped the side of his hard, whisker-roughened jaw, hoping to calm the turmoil in his blood. “What happened to you?” I asked softly. “Who made you this way?”

“No.” He reached up, wrapped his hand around my wrist, removed my hand, and pinned it to the wall over my head. I gasped at his painful grip. “I don’t want soft from you. The grip around my wrist was enough to leave bruises.

His comment caused a rush of anger to course through me that was every bit as powerful as the lust heating my blood. It seemed that Hawk didn’t want a lot from me. How could he expect me to just lie back and let him use me to get off without giving me something in return? Maybe the woman who’d just left was that kind of woman but I was selfish, and I had needs, too. I was unwillingly attracted to Hawk, and I felt empathy for whatever it was that he’d obviously gone through that made him the way that he was, but I wasn’t a doormat.

I reached up with my free hand and slapped him hard. It was the first time I’d ever hit another human being. “You don’t want soft, well how is that for you?” I snapped, nostrils flaring at the wild feeling surging through me.

He effortlessly snatched that wrist and dragged my arm over my head to join the other one. I balked at that, twisting and grinding to get away, but all Hawk did was combine my wrists in one of his large hands and bring his free hand up to my throat. I stilled, breathing hard, aware that it would take little effort of any kind for him to do serious harm to me.

He moved his face closer to mine. “That was a mistake. Violence is all I know, baby, and it turns me the fuck on.” He leaned into me, grinding his erection into my belly. “You feel that?” I could only gasp at his brutality. “I’m going to stuff my dick so far into your pussy that you’ll think I’m tearing you apart.”

I know my eyes grew big. His raspy threat should have frightened me, but it had the opposite effect, drawing a wet response from my body that I had no hope of denying. What kind of sicko did that make me that the thought of him using me made me weak with anticipation? And I knew that he wouldn’t be gentle, he’d already shown me that he liked it rough. “No—” I whispered half-heartedly.

“Yes, baby. And you know what? You’re going to like it. I’m done denying myself what I want.”

With that Hawk pulled me away from the wall to the bed. I didn’t even think about digging my heels in, mesmerized by the unleashed menace in him. In spite of his roughness, a spark of excitement I’d been trying to contain turned into a volcanic flow of slutty need inside my core. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt such primal lust, or the hunger to be dominated and claimed in the most raw and basic way.

Dane had been a slow and sensual lover, but I was sure that Hawk was going to own me before it was all over.

Without kissing.

Without foreplay.

Keeping his emotions detached.

There was nothing slow and sensual about his pushing me to the bed. He followed me down, roughly shoving aside the material that covered my body. His hand almost covered up my large breast, squeezing it and tweaking the nipple hard enough to pull a cry from me. Almost instantly the pain turned into a lightning bolt of pleasure that zinged right down to my throbbing clit. Pleasure exploded through my body, causing me to gyrate against Hawk wherever I could touch him.

“Fuuuck!” he growled low, using one hand to shape my flesh, and his mouth on the other breast. His teeth and tongue tortured my nipple without mercy. As I cried out beneath him Hawk’s roaming hand skimmed down my body to my pussy. He didn’t do foreplay? I begged to differ with him, because what he was doing made my body crave more.

I could feel his fully erect cock between my legs, hot and thrusting. I wanted that massive muscle inside me, plunging away, at the same time afraid that I wouldn’t be able to take all of him. If I’d thought Hawk was going to be tender I may have had less fear, but I knew that he was going to take me like the beast he was, hard and without gentleness.

“Hawk—” I ran my hands over his shoulders and down his back. He still had the towel on, but it did nothing to hide his throbbing cock from me. I slipped beneath it, digging my nails into the cheeks of his butt.

He jerked with a snarl, thrusting his fingers inside me as if to punish me. I was sopping wet though, and he slid in easily. Both of us were breathing hard. Both of us were all over each other in a violent discovery that fueled our rampant hunger to dangerously high levels. We wanted to consume one another.

He must have been satisfied with how wet I was because he pulled his fingers out, took his cock in his hands, and took aim. I tensed, trying to close my thighs. “Condom!” I hissed.

“I haven’t had my dick inside a woman in over a year,” he was quick to snap back, and the only attempt to tell me in his way that he was clean.

It wasn’t enough. I’d never had unprotected sex before, even with Dane. “I don’t care!”

His growl sounded like thunder in the room as he reached for the drawer to the nightstand close by. With rough impatience he pulled out a condom package, tore it open with his teeth and expertly covered his shaft. In the next instant Hawk was slamming his over-sized cock inside me as far as it would go.

He bottomed out, hitting my cervix, his heavy balls resting against my ass. I caught my breath at the feeling of fullness that followed. So many different sensations flooded through me that it was hard to focus on just one as my body adjusted to the stretch and burn of his cock. The fullness was almost too much to bear, but in a pleasant way, and I reacted without thinking, sinking my teeth into his shoulder.

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