Page 35 of Phantom Riders MC: Hawk

Chapter 14

Audra

The safe room was nothing more than a fortified room with no windows and only one way in and one way out. I supposed it served its purpose, because once we’d been locked inside you couldn’t hear a damn thing happening on the outside. The walls looked like steel and one security monitor gave a clear shot of the door and hallway outside. Other than a few places to sit, the small space was bare. Clearly it wasn’t meant for a long-term situation.

I learned the bartender’s name was Snake. As soon as the monitor showed he was walking down the hall, one of the girl’s opened the door.

“Fuck, Janet, you know you’re supposed to wait until I give the okay,” he grumbled, stepping back so we could exit the room.

“And you know I’m claustrophobic,” she hissed back, walking away briskly. “You’re lucky my ass was in even in here.”

A couple of the others snickered as they pushed past him. I paused and made eye contact with Snake, feeling totally out of my element. “What happened?”

“Club shit happened,” he replied without hesitation. “Nothing you need to worry about.”

I raised a brow to that. “Really? Was I dreaming of being locked up in a safe room, then?”

He grinned. By now everyone had vacated the room and he swung the door closed. “You’re a fuckin’ civilian, sweetheart, don’t need to know.”

That wasn’t the first time I’d heard myself referred to as a civilian. I was beginning to think that in my case it amounted to ignorance. “I have a right to know—”

“I’ll fucking tell you whatever I think you need to know.”

I swung around to see Hawk moving toward us. My eyes rounded with disbelief when I took in the blood running down his arm. “You’re hurt!” I said, as if he hadn’t already known it. The look on his face was intense.

Ignoring my concern, he took me by the upper arm and began to pull me behind him. I heard Snake’s snort as we disappeared around the corner. What was going on?

“I need you,” Hawk growled in a tone that I hadn’t heard yet. His movements were fast and purposeful, and I had the feeling that wherever we ended up I would know in a very physical way what his words meant.

I could feel the volatile energy running through him from his hand on my arm which was causing a current of electricity to zap through my senses, making me aware. I could smell the blood seeping from his body, see the raging conflict on his taut expression, and almost taste his ferocity. Hawk was out of control. His steps were so wide spread that I had to practically run to keep up with him.

Strangely I wasn’t afraid of him. I was afraid of myself, afraid of my reaction to the beast-like wildness that controlled him. It was turning me on. I couldn’t help thinking about his hands and mouth moving over me, claiming me to orgasm, and then doing it all over again when his huge body laid over me to claim me with his cock. I’d never thought of myself as a woman who’d enjoy rough, raw sex. But Hawk’s brand of fucking was addictive, and had opened me up to a whole new realm of pleasure.

I wasn’t sure where we were going at first, and then we were climbing the stairs to his room. Hawk kicked the door open. I caught my breath, but that’s all I had time for before he pushed the door shut behind us and forced me up against it. Pleasant warmth spread over me when I felt his hot breath against my neck. I arched my neck, shivering when his teeth raked along the length. At the same time his large hands moved up the front of my body, taking hold of my breasts and squeezing them.

He was brutal.

The brief pain morphed into an explosion of intense pleasure.

“Hawk—!” I couldn’t control the quiver of need when his hands pinched my nipples. Volcanic heat traveled through my body as he ground his hard cock against my ass. I knew I was wet for him. It didn’t seem to take much. And I wanted him, wanted him to devour me, because it felt so fucking good.

I thrust back against him, letting him know without words that I was in to him, into what he was doing. He growled against me, and then he was tearing at my clothes, yanking my shorts down and then covering my naked butt with his hands, squeezing and rubbing it before slipping a finger to the front of me. A whimper escaped me when Hawk ran his finger teasingly over the seam of my pussy lips, before slipping inside to flick my clit.

“Oh, fuck!” I cried out, closing my eyes. Please! I said to myself, praying that he would keep touching me.

I almost cried out in protest when he stepped back, but it was only long enough for him to undo his pants and free his cock. I barely had time to prepare myself before Hawk lifted me slightly, slamming me down on his huge shaft from behind. It was a good thing that I was wet, or it would have hurt. His cock was long, thick, and hot, but it slipped easily inside my lubricated body until he was buried balls deep. He groaned deeply, sinking his teeth into my flesh as he began to move his hips in a rhythm that said this was going to be hard and fast.

I was hugging the door. The only thing keeping me upright was the rutting beast behind me, who seemed to be chasing more than just his release. Each thrust of his body against mine tore a grunt out of me, every time his cock filled my pussy I thought I would lose control. I was on the very pinnacle of coming, and then his finger was back on my clit and with one, two, three flicks I was coming undone around him.

I screamed out with release, my orgasm hitting me like a physical blow. It took complete and utter control of my body. I shook and jerked, my pussy clenched around Hawk’s pounding cock, bringing a series of animalistic groans up his throat. Still he kept pounding into me, fucking me through my orgasm and giving longevity to my body’s convulsions. I began to wonder if he’d ever find release when a final deep plunge ended it. His heavy breath licked fire on my neck as warm streams of cum filled my pussy.

After a few seconds Hawk’s body began to relax against mine, enough for me to sink to the floor if I’d wanted. I sucked in air, perspiration rolling down my face and neck. I felt a cool draft when he moved completely away from me. It was as if he couldn’t get away fast enough. Did he think that would erase what we’d just done? I slowly turned, resting my back against the door. Within seconds I heard the shower.

I pulled up my shorts, refusing to feel disappointed, ignoring the loneliness of wanting something that Hawk didn’t have in him to give. It wasn’t as if we were in a relationship. What we had was strictly sexual, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how I’d let something like this happen. I was letting Hawk get away with using me as a sexual outlet for his enjoyment only. Sure, he’d given me some intense orgasms, but he had a gift for getting me so worked up without touching me that a few little flicks of his tongue or fingers made me get off.

After that, nothing. It was as if he figured that was good enough. I knew he didn’t care, he’d already told me that. But I needed more. I wanted more. If I’d known of a way to hold off having an orgasm just so he’d be forced to work at it more I would have, but the man freaking got to me like no one else. He was so different from anyone else that I knew.

The shower turned off and I waited. Hawk came through the doorway, still dripping with a towel wrapped around his hips. Our eyes met and held. His shoulder was still bleeding. “Let me see if I can find something in the bathroom for your arm.”

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