Storm MC Collection Books 1 - 4 (Motorcycle Club Romance)

by Nina Levine

  “Turns out you were wrong,” Blade snapped.

  “Would have been nice for my son to tell me the truth.”

  “What the fuck do you know about being truthful?” The anger swirling around Blade was palpable; I was starting to think he had more anger in him than I had in me.

  Dad looked like he was about to explode with his own anger. Fuck, we were just one big happy fucking family. I stepped forward and broke through their tense standoff. “Blade, what’s the reason? What have you got against Black Deeds?”

  The pain that ran across his face was clear and appeared to run deep. “Three years ago, Bullet and three of his club members murdered my girlfriend. Ashley and I had been together for five years and were planning to get married. This particular night she was out with friends celebrating one of their birthdays. She tried to call me to come pick her up but I missed her call. From what the police worked out, her drink was spiked at some point and they took her after that. They gang raped her and slit her throat. Same as what they did to Madison’s friend.”

  “Christ,” I muttered, the horror of it hitting me and dissipating some of my hostility towards him.

  He nodded. “Since investigating them, I’ve discovered there are more women out there who’ve died at their hands.”

  “So why not just kill them and be done with it?” Dad asked.

  “The current VP of Black Deeds wants out of porn and drugs. He’s watched what you’ve done with Storm and wants something similar; something that doesn’t bring them so much heat. He and I have been working together to make that happen. It would have been easier just to kill them but this way I’ve gotten to watch Bullet shit himself while he’s been losing everything he’s worked towards. Easy revenge doesn’t give the same sense of satisfaction as this has.”

  Blade was one cold and ruthless man, that was for sure. The fact that he’d calculated this plan in such detail put him in that category.

  “So, where does that leave us and our current problem?” I asked.

  “To start with, those guys from the other chapter that came to your club have been taken care of. And if any more turn up, they’ll be dealt with also. My men had been watching your club to try and stop Black Deeds from fucking with you but the night they came in, we were dealing with another issue -”

  I cut him off. “So your men weren’t watching Harlow?”

  “No, not in particular. They did report back about her though. Being a new staff member, I had her investigated to make sure she was clean. Incidentally, she is.”

  “I know that, asshole.”

  He shrugged. “Can’t trust anyone these days, Scott. Black Deeds have been trying to screw you by messing with your stock distribution for your businesses but I’ve taken care of that too. Now, as for Bullet. I was scheduled to take him out in two weeks but in light of his threats against Harlow, I’ll see if we can move that up.”

  “I want in on that, Blade,” I demanded.

  “We’ll coordinate with you and any of your men that want in.”

  “I also want this to happen soon.” I needed this to happen quickly; there was no way I was leaving Harlow in danger while we waited around for Blade to get his plan working.

  His hard glare penetrated mine. “I’ve said what will happen; you just need to sit tight and have some patience. Harlow will be kept safe.”

  I scowled at him. “Yeah, she damn well will be because I’ll be making sure of it. You hurry this the fuck up or we’ll take shit into our own hands.

  24

  Scott

  I knocked on her door and then stepped back, waiting for her to answer. It was just after ten pm and I was at least an hour late after being held up at Indigo. The new manager was still getting his bearings; I hoped to Christ he didn’t take long working it all out because I’d had enough of being there every day.

  Harlow opened the door wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I ran my eyes over her body and appreciated everything she had on offer.

  “My eyes are up here,” she joked as she reached out and lifted my chin so that I was looking at her face.

  I took a step forward, curled my arm around her waist, pulled her close, and growled, “I was getting there, babe. You’ve just got too damn much for a man to look at all at once.”

  Her breathing picked up, and she murmured, “Take your time. I like your eyes on me.” She wrapped her arms around me and threaded her fingers through my hair before her lips found mine in a searing kiss.

  Kissing Harlow was unlike kissing any other woman. She made me feel alive in a way that no one else had. Most women were in it for them; what they could get out of me. They were always looking for more from me; more that I didn’t want to give them. Harlow wasn’t looking for a damn thing. And she didn’t take my shit. I could respect a woman who respected herself enough to stand her ground. As much as it fucking pained me sometimes.

  She ended the kiss and raised a querying eyebrow at what was in my hand. “What’s that?”

  I gave it to her. “Picked it up for you this afternoon. Put it on.”

  She smiled; her excitement obvious. “I love it!” she exclaimed as she put it on. “I’ve always wanted a leather jacket.”

  “Yeah, well whenever you’re on the bike, I want you in this.”

  Her smile could have lit up the whole fucking world. “You’re making me all squishy,” she said, her eyes twinkling.

  “Babe, I have no idea what that means but if it’s gonna get me laid tonight, I’m fuckin’ glad that I’m making you all squishy.”

  “As much as I love listening to your dirty mouth, I’d rather be enjoying it in another way so can we move this along?”

  Christ. She didn’t have to ask me twice.

  “Get your stuff. I need to get you naked and under me.”

  I had plans for her tonight and she was going to love my dirty mouth by the end of it.

  “That was so much fun!” Harlow waltzed into my house, her cheeks flushed with excitement. It was the first time she’d ever been on a bike and it was pretty evident that she loved it as much as I did.

  I chuckled and followed her inside, dumping my keys on the bench in the kitchen. She put her bag down too and turned to me. “When can we go on a long ride?”

  My hand curved around her neck and I pulled her to me. “You pick a day and I’ll be there,” I murmured as I brought my mouth down onto hers. She embraced me and her lips parted, letting my tongue in to tangle with hers. I deepened the kiss and moved my hand down her back to rest on her ass. My other hand reached under her t-shirt and searched for her tits. When I found them, I pushed her bra aside so her breast spilled out into my hand. Harlow had a good handful; just what I loved. I twisted her nipple between my fingers and the gasp she let out hit me in the dick. My kiss became rough; demanding.

  Harlow pulled away from me; her lips swollen from our kiss. I didn’t let go of her though, and continued to massage her breast. She maintained eye contact as she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. I moved both hands to the back of her bra and undid it, freeing her breasts. As I dropped her bra on the floor, she undid the button on my jeans and lowered the zip; her hand grazing my hard cock.

  I stood still, my eyes trained on hers. “I want your mouth on my cock,” I demanded.

  Without taking her eyes off me, she reached in and wrapped her hand around me, and started to slowly move her hand up and down my length. As she got to the end she gently ran her thumb over the tip, spreading my pre-cum over my dick. I didn’t stop watching her even though I wanted to look down and take in the glorious fucking sight of her hand on my cock.

  “You’ll have my mouth soon,” she promised, “but first, I want to play with you with my hands.”

  Fuck me.

  She kept moving her hand up and down my dick as she said, “Take your jeans off.”

  I wasn’t used to a woman taking the lead during sex but this was fucking sexy as hell so I went with it. Once they were off, she gripped my c
ock hard and used it to gently pull me closer to her.

  “Christ, babe. Careful there,” I muttered, but I had to admit that that turned me on too.

  A wicked glint flickered in her eyes as she leant her mouth almost on mine and breathed out, “I’m going to make you come so hard you’ll be seeing stars.”

  Fuck. I almost came right fucking then.

  The slow movement of her hand on my dick mixed with the sight of her tits moving as she did this, and her breath on my lips had sensations ricocheting through my body, making me feel things I’d never felt during sex. And fuck, we’d only just started.

  “You ready?” she asked.

  “Babe, I was ready for your hands and lips on my cock the minute I laid eyes on you,” I growled.

  She added her other hand to her maddening tease of my dick. One hand moved down my length, and then the other. She gently twisted my dick each time, and it nearly blew my damn mind. I dropped my head back and closed my eyes; those stars she’d mentioned were floating behind my eyes. I was getting close to blowing my load. Just when I thought I couldn’t wait any longer, she stopped. My eyes snapped open and I found her watching me.

  “Do you want my mouth on you now?” she asked.

  “Fuck babe, you even gotta ask that?”

  Her lips curled into a sexy smile. “Just making sure,” she said with a wink, and before I could blink she was down on her knees and my dick had her lips wrapped around it.

  Fuck. Nothing fucking compared.

  Her warm breath felt amazing as she took me deep into her mouth. Her sucking was gentle to begin with but she began to pick up the pace, and at the same time she started to massage my balls with one hand. When she grasped the back of my leg with her other hand and then moved that hand slowly up to my ass, I jerked forward and the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat.

  “Fuck babe, I’m gonna come,” I rasped, gripping her hair harder.

  And fuck me if she didn’t keep sucking and licking. I rolled my head back, shut my eyes and let the orgasm take over me completely. She’d been fucking right; I saw stars. As she kept sucking me and massaging my balls and ass, I felt it build until I thrust my hips forward and came hard in her mouth. She didn’t stop sucking and swallowed everything I gave her.

  When my body stopped jerking, she slowly slid my dick out of her mouth, looked up at me and then licked the tip clean. I reached my arms under hers and pulled her up. When our faces were at the same level, I muttered, “Now that’s what I call a blow job.”

  She smiled. “You saw stars?”

  I smirked. “Babe, I saw the whole fucking universe.”

  She lazily kissed me and the taste of me on her had my dick jerking to attention again.

  “I want your pussy,” I murmured as I backed her up against the table. Thank fuck I kept this table clear because I was about to lay her out on it and sink myself into her.

  She moaned as I kissed her again and then I tilted her head back with my hand and trailed kisses down her neck. When I lightly bit her, she dug her fingernails into my arms. I pulled back a little to look at her. “You like that, baby?”

  Her eyes were full of raw lust and she simply nodded. Then she surprised me by grasping my head with both her hands and directing my lips back to her neck. I didn’t need to be told twice and I kissed and sucked her neck while my hands massaged her tits. I kept this up until her hands met mine and she dragged them down to her jeans button. Having a woman take the lead turned me the fuck on and I did what she wanted. A moment later her jeans were off and then I hooked my fingers on her panties and ripped them down too.

  Now that she was naked, I stepped back to admire her beauty. Christ, she was stunning. My eyes roamed over her breasts, stomach, pussy, legs and then back to her pussy. She was bare there and I loved it. I reached a hand out and dipped one finger in. She was so wet and I slid right in so I inserted a second finger and watched her eyes glaze over with pleasure.

  “Feel good, baby?” I asked, as I ran my thumb over her clit while I finger fucked her.

  She moaned and nodded. “Yes,” she finally got out, her breathing ragged.

  I kept up a good pace and had to use my other hand to hold her up as she began to lose herself in an orgasm. Christ, watching Harlow come was a spectacular sight. She started to moan and mutter my name; it sounded so fucking good on her lips. A man could get used to this.

  Right before she came, I dipped my mouth to her breast and sucked on her nipple, adding some teeth every now and then. She seemed to like that as her hands came up and held my head down in place. Her body shuddered and she screamed out my name as she came. When her body went limp, I wrapped both arms around her to hold her up.

  We stood still for awhile; holding onto each other. I was turned on and couldn’t wait to get inside her, but I was also feeling something else. My heart felt full; happiness snaked through me. This was a new sensation for me and I wasn’t sure what the fuck it meant but it felt so damn good. It was the kind of sensation that made you want to never break away from whatever was causing it. I gripped Harlow harder; in this moment, I never wanted to let her go.

  She moved and I loosened my hold on her. Her eyes found mine and she smiled. “A man who knows what he’s doing; I like that about you.”

  I grinned. “I always aim to please.”

  “Well, I’ll keep you around for awhile longer then.” Those eyes were dancing and teasing me with their wickedness.

  “You fuckin’ better,” I growled, and brushed my lips against hers. “Babe, my dick needs to feel your pussy.”

  She kissed me hard and reached down to stroke my dick. My eyes squeezed shut for a moment; her touch felt so fucking good. Breaking the kiss, she moaned, “Now baby. I’m ready.”

  In one swift movement, I put my arms around her ass and lifted her so that she was sitting on the table. I kissed her and then said, “Just getting a condom.”

  I grabbed my jeans off the floor and searched in my wallet for it before coming back to her. She watched me intently as I undid the wrapper and slid the condom on. “Lay back, baby,” I said, moving right up close to the table, “and rest your legs on my shoulders.”

  Her eyes widened before a look of excitement took over, and she did what I said. I ran my hands over her legs while I enjoyed the view of her laid out on the table. “Time to fly, sweetheart,” I said, gruffly, before lifting her ass off the table and gripping her waist as I lined her pussy up with my cock. Holding her waist, I pulled her towards me and thrust in.

  “Fuck! Scott… feels so good, don’t stop,” she screamed and started panting as I kept thrusting in and out slowly. Her arms flung out so that she could grip the sides of the table while I fucked her.

  I continued my slow thrusting and felt my orgasm build. This position was one of my favourites but with Harlow it was out of this fucking world. Watching her pant, and watching her tits move as I moved her body in time with mine was an amazing fucking sight. My orgasm was so close but I was holding off for her. “You close?” I grunted.

  Unable to speak, she nodded. I needed to hurry this up or else I was going to blow my load without getting her off first. “Touch yourself, babe.”

  Surprise flickered on her face and she was hesitant. Fuck me, I fucking loved that about her. Touching herself in front of a man must be something she hadn’t done much, and I was more than fucking happy to change that. “Baby, touch your pussy. It’ll get you off faster. I’m ready to come but I want you to go first.”

  She didn’t hesitate this time. My eyes greedily tracked her hand down to her pussy and my dick almost exploded with pleasure when she started rubbing her clit. It was obviously good for her too because her hips began to jerk and I watched as her eyes fluttered shut. Her pussy clenched and that was fucking it for me. I came and a moment later she screamed out as she orgasmed too.

  After a moment in which I still held her ass up off the table and let us finish, she opened her eyes and shot me the sexiest look she’d ev
er given me. “You weren’t joking when you said it was time to fly, were you?”

  I chuckled and lowered her to the table before pulling out. “No babe, I don’t make promises I can’t keep.”

  She sighed; completely sated. “Good, because I’ve been looking for a man who makes good on his promises.”

  My heart constricted. For the first time in my life, I wanted to be a man who made promises to a woman.

  25

  Harlow

  I stepped out of the shower and dried myself before wrapping the towel around me. Scott was leaning against the doorframe watching me closely. For once, his eyes weren’t on my body but rather they stayed focused on my face. I smiled at him but he was in a serious mood and didn’t smile back. Sometimes his intensity freaked me a little; now was one of those moments. We’d just had the best sex of my life and I had felt so close to him; I wondered what was running through his mind after that.

  “I want to know more about you than I’ve ever wanted to know about anyone,” he said. It wasn’t at all what I’d expected him to say.

  “What do you want to know?” I asked.

  “Everything,” he said, forcefully.

  Butterflies whooshed through my stomach. Every woman dreamed of finding a man who wanted to take the time to get to know them. I’d dated a lot of men but never found one who’d ever said anything like that to me. His request was so genuine and straight from the heart. Standing in this bathroom with Scott’s full attention on me, I felt like the Queen of the world; he made me feel like that. Scott might be a biker who said and did things that most people wouldn’t ever dream of doing, but he was the first man who gave me the confidence to be completely me. He was unapologetic about the way he lived his life and he gave me the same freedom; the freedom to be whoever I was and to live my life on my terms.

  I moved closer, reached for his hand, and laced my fingers through his. “I want to know everything about you, too.”