Rise of the Phoenix: Phoenix Skulls Motorcycle Club: (Phoenix Skulls MC Romance Book 1)

by Cooke, Jessie

  Jace was blocking the door, but the sound of Taylor’s voice landed on Streak’s ears like fingernails on a chalkboard. It usually affected him differently, but tonight and in this place with everything that was happening, Taylor was the last person on earth he wanted there. Jace turned and looked at him and Streak tried hard to keep the “Oh, shit” look off his face. “Taylor, what are you doing...?” Jace had pushed open the screen door and Taylor didn’t wait for any more invitation than that. She brushed past Jace and was suddenly in Streak’s arms, sobbing into his chest. Hearing her cry and feeling her body shake was all his mind could process. He suddenly wanted to kill something or someone...whoever had made her so sad. “Tay, what’s wrong? What’s going on? Why are you here?”

  She pulled her head back and looked up at him. Every time she looked at him the way she was just then, Streak nearly lost his mind. He loved her so fucking much...but it was so fucking wrong. “I was coming to see you, and I got lost. I was in the desert and I didn’t know where I was...” She sobbed again and Streak said:

  “It’s okay, you made it. You’re fine.”

  She shook her head. “You don’t understand. It was just a horrible day. I found a girl out there, all beaten up and alone...”

  “A girl?” Finn said. “What did she look like?”

  Taylor turned her head toward Finn like she just realized there were other people in the room. She looked at each of them, one at a time. Beck was eyeing her suspiciously, but that was probably because Beck knew who she was and how hard Streak had tried to stay away from her. “Her name is Jessie. The police think she was kidnapped.” She looked back up at Streak and said, “They actually thought I had something to do with it. Thank God she came around enough to tell them that wasn’t true.”

  “Where is she?” Finn asked.

  “She’s at Banner University...” Finn was already on his way to the door. Jace put his arm out and stopped him.

  “I’m not sure it’s a good idea if you go over there.”

  “If she’s talked to the police, they know I didn’t have anything to do with it. That’s probably why they let me go in the first place. I just want to see her for a second, Jace, and make sure she’s okay.”

  Jace sighed and looked at Beck. Beck didn’t say a word, but Streak and the rest of the guys were coming to realize that the boss and his old lady communicated on a whole different level than the rest of them. Jace moved his arm and said, “Okay, but don’t get into any more trouble.”

  “I won’t.” Finn went out the door and suddenly the attention was back on Taylor and Streak.

  “Are you going to introduce us?” Beck asked. Streak sighed. Beck was trying to force his hand. If he introduced her as his sister, these guys would never have any respect for him if they found out he was fucking her. If he introduced her as a girlfriend, or a friend, they’d wonder about the common last name. It was a no-win situation and when Streak had confessed it to Beck on the ship all those years before, she’d told him that. Her exact words were, “Cut her off like a necrotic penis.” Beck always had a way with words.

  “This is Taylor. Taylor, this is Bubba.” The big, bald biker smiled and tipped his head at her. “Punk; Boots; Jace, the president of the Phoenix Skulls; that’s Vic over there, and Rebekah, our president’s old lady and an old friend of mine from the Navy.”

  The guys all greeted her in some way, either with a smile or handshake. Beck stayed in her spot, arms folded and intense blue eyes on Taylor’s face. Taylor was nowhere near as ornery as his friend, Beck, but she was outspoken and direct. “I’m sorry, Rebekah, was it? Am I intruding here...or...?”

  Beck’s lips quirked upwards and she said, “You’re asking the wrong person. Streak, maybe you should take the little lady back to your own place and find out why she’s here.” Beck stood up and said, “As a matter of fact, I’m kind of sick of all of you hanging around here all the time. Go home.” Bubba’s fingers pinched an egg roll between them and stopped at his lips. He had that slightly confused look on his face and before he could say anything Beck said, “Not you, stupid, you still live here. Although I’d suggest you get serious about looking. The rest of you divvy up that Chinese food and get out. Boots, the key to Finn’s apartment is on that rack there by the refrigerator. Vic, you can bed down at Punk’s place tonight.” Taylor looked up at Streak again, this time he could see irritation in her green eyes and he knew he had to get her out of there before she said anything else. He thanked Jace and Beck for dinner and as they all went out the door, Jace thanked them for their hard work. Once they were outside Streak took Taylor’s hand in his and led her over to her Lexus.

  “You shouldn’t have come here, Taylor.”

  “She knows, doesn’t she? Are you sleeping with her?” She was loud and the guy’s bikes weren’t far away. Streak cringed.

  “Shh! Damn it, Tay, you want to get my ass kicked? No! I’m not sleeping with her. She’s an old friend. A friend is all she’s ever been...and yeah, I told her about us. I needed someone to talk to about it.”

  “Obviously she doesn’t approve.”

  “Taylor, nobody will approve. Don’t you get that? Nobody will ever be okay with us being together.”

  “That’s bullshit. We’re not related. What do we have to do, take a fucking blood test for them all to prove it?” The bikes had started up, so at least the guys hadn’t heard that.

  “In the eyes of the law, and our parents and our little brother, you’re my sister. I don’t know what I can do to convince you that this can’t happen, Tay. I’m almost tempted to tell our folks, so they can help me convince you.” She glared at him and said:

  “That won’t be necessary. I get it. I can see it on your face. You’re embarrassed, ashamed of me.”

  Streak let out a growl but before he could say anything else she turned around and opened the car door. His head was beginning to pound. “Tay, where are you going?”

  “To a motel. I’m tired.”

  “You don’t have to go to a motel. You can stay with me tonight and we’ll figure out how to get you home tomorrow...where you belong. We just can’t have sex, okay?”

  “Whatever,” she said. “I’m too tired for anything but sleep anyway. Besides, I don’t want someone that doesn’t want me.” She sat in the driver’s seat and slammed the door. She was still glaring at him when he started up his bike.

  Of course, she was naked and on top of him an hour later. Taylor was his addiction, and under cause of death on the certificate a doctor would fill out one day in his name, Streak was sure it would simply say, “Taylor.”

  22

  Finn beat on the door of the little store for the second time. He saw Tommy’s bike outside, so he assumed he was in there. He was about to hit it a third time when he heard “What?” and the sound of footsteps pounding down the stairs.

  “Open up, Tommy, it’s Finn.” Finn had seen him at the police station earlier. Tommy was scowling at him, worse than usual. Finn assumed it was because he knew about him and Jessie, and maybe even suspected, like the police did, that he had something to do with her disappearance. But Finn saw something else in Tommy’s dark eyes, and that was worry. He was worried sick over Jessie, and although Finn hoped she was okay too...he realized that there was a lot more to it for Tommy. He really cared about Jessie. To Finn she’d been a hot one-night stand, but it didn’t take a genius to see that she meant a lot more than that to Tommy.

  “What the fuck do you want?” Tommy pulled the door open with a scowl on his face. He was wearing a pair of baggy sweat pants and no shirt. His long hair was pulled back in a ponytail at the nape of his neck. “Jesus, Irishman, are you a fucking glutton for punishment or what? You’re at my home now. I could shoot you and get away with it...”

  “Shut up. Listen. They found Jessie. She’s alive and at the hospital.” Again, one look told Finn all he needed to know. Tommy wasn’t the kidnapper, and very likely not a killer either. He was a young guy in love with a woman who barel
y acknowledged him. “Get dressed,” Finn said, when Tommy didn’t move.

  “Why? I mean, why are you here? Why didn’t you just go to the hospital and act like you were the fucking knight in shining armor?”

  “Because I’m not. The night...or honestly, the few hours...that Jessie and I spent together meant nothing more than two people using each other to meet their needs. She means more than that to you, man. I can tell. You need to get your ass over there and tell her that, before a real knight in shining armor shows up.”

  Tommy was staring at him like he wasn’t sure whether to trust him or not. Finally he said, “What hospital?”

  “Banner University. I don’t know what room or anything, but I’m sure you can figure it out when you get there.”

  “Wait a sec...you’re not going?”

  “No. It’s enough for me to know she’s okay.” Finn turned and headed back toward his bike.

  “Hey, Irishman!” He stopped and Tommy said, “Thank you.”

  Finn nodded at the other man and got on his bike. It had been a long-ass couple of days. He couldn’t wait to get into his own bed and forget about everything for a few hours. As he started up his bike he realized something...the times that the stress and anxiety of life in general made him want a fix these days was getting fewer and further between. He wasn’t sure he had much in his life to be proud of, but he was thankful for a hell of a lot, and his sobriety was number one.

  * * *

  Beck and Jace were finally in bed and Bubba was in his room way in the back. Beck breathed a sigh of relief at the silence and then whispered, “You hear that?”

  Jace frowned and listened and then whispered, “What is it, baby? I don’t hear anything.”

  “Exactly. I can’t wait until we have a clubhouse for those losers to hang out in instead of our living room.”

  Jace chuckled. “Sorry, baby. Are you regretting this whole life of the president’s old lady thing?”

  “Hell no! Admittedly, it sucks right now, but someday it’s going to be great.” She rolled over and he lifted his arm so she could cuddle into his side. “I just miss my time alone with you.”

  “When was that?”

  “Exactly!” she said again. They’d met at a chaotic time in her life, and things hadn’t settled down yet. She really couldn’t wait for the day when club business could be left at the club, and their home was just that – theirs.

  Jace kissed the side of her face. “I love you.”

  “I love you too. Wanna make love to your old lady?”

  She felt his body shake with a laugh and then he said, “Okay, but just once in our lifetime could I initiate it?”

  “Fine, go ahead.”

  His body shook harder. “It’s too late now.” She started to roll away from him and he tightened his grip on her. “Where are you going?”

  “Back to my side of the bed to wait for an invitation.”

  He pulled her in tighter and whispered, “You’re crazy,” in her ear. Some people lived for the sweet, romantic whispers of their lover in the dark. Beck loved the fact that he knew she was crazy and wanted her anyway. She started to say something else, but suddenly his hot tongue was in her mouth and she would much rather kiss him with hers than talk. He was kissing her hard, probing, dueling with her tongue and searching...for something he had yet to find. Beck had never liked kissing much before she met Jace, but with him, it was like making love with her mouth...it was intoxicating, exhilarating, a promise of what was to come. It was knowing that before the night was over, her body would be in that calm, sweet satiated state she loved, and no one could do that for her the way that Jace did.

  He moved from her mouth and she sucked in a breath of the stilled air as he planted hot kisses down her throat and then in one swift movement, her shirt was gone and he was covering her breasts and stomach with more kisses. She could feel the heat of his big cock through his boxers as it grew and she reached down for it, but he pulled back. He continued his kisses back up to her mouth, and Beck sucked his tongue in between her lips and then used both hands to push him over onto his back while they kissed. She climbed up on top of him and leaned in to continue the passionate kiss. It became wild and frenzied, and lips were no longer even engaged as their tongues wrestled and fought for the dominant position. She put her hand down between them again and finally got hold of that swelling, throbbing cock that she loved so much. She fondled him through his shorts and while his attention shifted to the feel of her hand running up and down his cotton-covered shaft, she slowed the pace of their kisses, licking slowly now across his lips and then let her tongue slide into his mouth, across his teeth and tongue, and back out again at a leisurely pace.

  Beck took her hand off his cock and put both of her hands on the sides of his face and while she slowly kissed him and teased him with her tongue, she ground her hips down so that her wet panties were grinding against his thin shorts and hard cock. Jace’s hands were on her breasts, just touching lightly, stroking and massaging, while they kissed. Beck wasn’t sure if Jace would ever understand it, but this was the difference between him and all the men she’d ever been with. She didn’t use the words “making love” often, but that’s what this was, and even when they had a quickie in the kitchen or bathroom or even in the garage...that’s what it was with Jace always. She could feel it. She could feel how badly he wanted to make her feel good. It was never just about his getting off, and usually she walked...or crawled...away with multiple orgasms, and she fucking loved it.

  Beck stopped kissing him and wriggled down his hips and legs until her body was no longer on his shorts. She took the elastic in her hands and pulled them down and in the faint light from the moon that streamed through the cracks of the blinds, she could see his beautiful cock, the tip glistening with the liquid proof of his excitement. Once the shorts were gone, she put both of her hands around it. Jace groaned as she began to stroke him firmly. She could hear his breaths speeding up and she bent down and licked the head of his cock, sucking just the tip for a few seconds, tasting his excitement and making him moan. She kissed it and licked it, and when he seemed to be least expecting it, she opened her mouth wide and took in his entire length.

  “Oh fuck!” he groaned out. Beck smiled around the thick cock in her mouth and let her lips slide back up to the tip and then, once again, took him all the way into her throat. He cursed again and then let out a long, loud moan that probably woke Bubba up down the hallway when her hand went to his sack and she started playing with him there while sucking his cock. She was really getting into it, thinking she might just suck him tonight until he came...but Jace had different plans. His big hands were suddenly on her arms and he used his hold on her to haul her up his hard body and onto his cock. Beck pushed up on her knees and awkwardly removed the panties she was still wearing. Jace gave her just a second to do that and then almost desperately he pushed up into her so deep that she could feel her lips against his skin.

  Beck put her hands against his taut chest to support herself as she started to slide her pussy up and down the length of his hot, hard cock. She was so wet that she could hear him slip in and out of her while at the same time feeling her pussy grip onto him each time, like she didn’t want to let him go. He felt amazing inside of her...as usual. Beck bent forward and once again kissed him, but this time she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and ran her teeth along it. Jace let her play with the kiss for a few seconds and then she felt his big hand on the back of her neck, underneath her curls, pressing her face into his and deepening the kiss.

  Beck kept moving on his cock, sliding up and down, faster and harder. She was ready to get off. She wanted to feel that release. Jace nearly suffocated her with the kiss while she increased her intensity, bouncing up and down on his cock, frantically. She had to struggle out of the kiss to breathe and once she sucked in a hard breath, she put her hands up over his head, against the headboard. Jace’s lips were on her breasts immediately and his hips were moving too, thrus
ting up into her, pounding his hips against hers each time his cock disappeared into her wet tunnel. Beck’s knuckles turned white as she gripped the headboard for support and felt the delicious waves of her first orgasm of the night wash over her. Goosebumps raced down her arms and spine and her limbs tingled. Jace felt her pussy clench around him, and he moved his hands to her hips and held her down on him tightly as the orgasm went on and on. He gave her a second, but he wasn’t finished yet...by far.

  As she came down from her high, Jace amused himself again with her breasts, licking and sucking the nipples, nibbling at them. By the time the last drops of her orgasm were spilled, Beck’s pussy was already tightening again and ready for another. Jace finished what he was doing with her nipples and then lifted her off him. They both groaned when his cock slid all the way out of her, or maybe it was a whimper. She wanted it back, immediately.

  “Get on your knees, baby,” Jace whispered. Gladly, Beck got up close to the head of the bed, on her knees with her butt pointing toward him. She felt Jace slide into her again, but instead of staying up on his knees, he sat back on them and pulled her backward into his lap. Beck instinctively began moving again up and down while her pussy gripped his cock and her moisture soaked him. Meanwhile Jace’s hands were moving, feeling every part of her exposed body...and finally landing between her legs. His fingers found her engorged clit and she cried out when he touched it. She was sliding up and down on him, slapping his thighs with her butt cheeks each time and Jace was rolling her clit between his fingers, pinching it, pulling on it, driving her mad...and straight toward another massive orgasm.

  She was loud, but it felt so good that she couldn’t keep it in. She dropped her head back onto his shoulder and felt his chest against her back and then suddenly the hand that had been resting on her breasts moved upwards to her neck and suddenly he was lightly squeezing her throat. Beck felt like her head would explode. She was too excited, and the gentle pressure of his hand around her throat as he tightened and released with each thrust was so hot that it pushed her into her second orgasm of the night. As soon as she started to come, Jace let go of her throat and moved his hand from her clit and held her hips again, pushing her down so that his cock filled her up completely just as she reached the top of her peak. God, she loved fucking this man.