Daddy Biker: MC Romance

by Sadie Savage

  “Wh-what did you hear?” she asked nervously and pulled her golden hair behind her ears.

  “You didn’t sound as if you were happy with the life that you had,” he told her directly.

  Valerie smiled then, and hung her head. “No, I wasn’t happy,” she told him.

  “And you had a husband…is that the word for mate?” he asked curiously.

  “Yes, that’s what he was,” she said and heaved an exasperated sigh.

  “He wasn’t a good mate?” Malek asked.

  “No,” she said, and even though she was far from her ex-husband, and he couldn’t hurt her anymore, his effect lingered enough to tear at the strings of her heart and provoke tears she hadn’t set free in weeks. She quickly brushed them aside, but for each one she did, another would take its place. “I’m sorry, I’m not usually like this.”

  “Why do you cry?” he asked her, and the concern was visible upon him.

  “I gave him everything, and he left me for another woman because he said I was too fat,” she said and wiped her eyes. “If he had done it for any other reason, I could have understood; but to know that he left me for nothing is what got to me. So, no, at first I thought I would, but I don’t miss being home, and I don’t miss Earth.”

  Malek did not know the right words to say that would stop her tears from flowing. Instead, he stood and pulled her to him, and in the silence of the hut he held her, and in so doing gave her more than her ex-husband had in the months preceding their divorce.

  “If Master Shakh does find a path home-some miraculous way of reopening the portal to Earth-I don’t think I’ll want to go back,” she sputtered, amidst the tears.

  “You only say that now because you are upset,” he told her, and then held her away from him so he could look her in the eyes. “The feeling will pass and then you will want to go back, but you have to think about it carefully. When that gateway reopens, and then closes again, it may not do so for another hundred years, and by that time I will no longer be here.”

  Valerie turned then so that she was facing away from him. “Maybe,” she said. Then she spun, as if jolted. “I’ve seen the way the men here treat the women; the way you carry them around like they were made from glass; how you bring them something from every hunt; how they smile and float around without a care in the world because the men protect and provide. I’ve never had that; so why would I want to go back?”

  “Well, if that’s how you feel, then you are welcome to stay here, and we won’t treat you any differently,” he told her and sat down again.

  She sat there looking at him, and then something occurred to her. “How is it that someone like you, a strong warrior, hunter and leader, does not have a mate of your own?”

  Malek smiled to himself and turned his face outdoors. “I’m not sure I can answer that question,” he told her.

  “You can try,” she urged.

  He lowered his body and took up a piece of stick and played with it between his fingers. “I guess, it has never felt quite right before,” he told her. “But I’m hopeful.” His eyes scanned her curves, and a smile escaped.

  Valerie blushed when he spoke, and her mind played on the word ‘hopeful’ as she imagined it might just be her.

  CHAPT ER 6

  It didn’t take Valerie long to adjust to life in a different kind of jungle. The Village expanded further than the collection of huts nearby, and was but a small part of a very big planet. There were several other tribes surrounding the one she was in, and every couple of days they would host a big feast and have games, and the women would dance and entertain the men and children. Valerie was beginning to feel more a part of this world than she ever did back home.

  “Come,” Naresh said and tugged her by the arm. “We dance,” she said excitedly.

  Valerie had never been known to be a good dancer, but by all indications, no one here would be able to tell the difference. She held hands with the other girls skipping and bobbing around the large bonfire in the center of the village. Their laughter filled the night air, and soon she grew dizzy and weary from all the excitement.

  When she fell down on the ground again, weary with exhaustion, Malek came to her. “I see you are getting the hang of it,” he told her and laughed.

  “That is a lot harder to do than it looks. See the way Naresh and Willow move? I can hardly do that,” she said, her words coming in gasps.

  “It will come with time,” he told her.

  “I like the sound of that,” she said and smiled.

  “Would you like to take a midnight stroll with me?” he asked her.

  Valerie smiled and nodded, and then she got up and went with him. For a while they walked without speaking, and then he held her hand and turned her to him. “You should never let any man tell you that you aren’t beautiful, because you are,” he told her. “You are strange, and different from what I know, but that’s good, because I was never attracted to what I knew. And I never knew why, until I saw you on that path that day. You were running and looked so scared, and I felt like I had to protect you, though I didn’t know why.”

  He placed his hand on her face and stroked her cheek, and she raised her hand to keep it there. She closed her eyes and imagined all the times she had wanted to feel needed by a man. And all it had taken was a trip to another planet by an invisible force. Her eyes were still closed when she felt something soft and warm on her lips, and when she opened her eyes, they met his. He held her gaze, even as his lips moved over hers, slowly and purposely, and she felt the tear as it raced down her cheek. Then he pulled her closer than before, deeper into his kiss, so that their bodies almost became one. She received him gladly, and as they stood there in the dark, with the rays of the moon celebrating on their skin, making patterns through the leaves, their differences didn’t matter.

  They held hands after that, and he led her to a place by the river where it was serene and beautiful, and they sat for a long time watching the waters flow. Valerie had never known peace like that before, and she nestled against Malek and enjoyed being his company.

  The following day when she went out with the other women to gather the crops, she became the subject of conversation.

  “You go with Malek in the night,” one of the women said to her.

  Valerie blushed and bit her lips. “I just went for a walk.”

  “Men in Masawa never just take woman in night on walk. There was something more,” Naresh told her and giggled. “Malek is strong, and good leader; he will make good mate.”

  “Who said anything about a mate?” Valerie asked.

  “It true,” Willow chimed in. “Many women in Masawa, but Malek choose you. It is a good thing,” she said and smiled. “You will not feel bad after you go with him.” She looked at Naresh and both women started giggling.

  “What’s going? What did I miss?” Valerie asked.

  “When he takes his thing and put it here in your…” Willow began.

  “Oh, I get it,” Valerie said and stopped the woman before she got even more embarrassed.

  “Malek tall and strong,” Naresh teased. “Make him drink green root tea and you make baby, first time,” Willow added.

  “How is it you aren’t jealous that he would want me and not another woman from the village?” Valerie asked. “I would be offended if it were me in your positions. Neither of you are married either.”

  “True,” Naresh replied. “But you can’t force man to take you. When right one comes, then you know. We know Malek for you when you come. We see how his eyes get black when he looks at you.”

  Valerie did not always understand their language, in as much as she had to clarify some things to them whenever she spoke. But she knew enough, by context, to fully understand their childlike innocence and generosity, and what it meant when they mentioned Malek’s eyes growing black. Did he really feel for her as much?

  “You take to our ways very easy,” Naresh told her. “You would make good leader too.”

  “Wait,
what leader?” Valerie asked, not fully understanding what they were saying now.

  “You and Malek,” Willow said.

  And then it registered. If she and Malek were mates, then she would be the woman all women in the tribe looked up to. Right away she felt the weight of the responsibility resting on her, and she looked to them for emotional support. Their smiles seemed to do the trick, and Valerie smiled in return, but she wasn’t sure if it was out of happiness, anxiety or relief, that she was in a place where she was respected by all. she blinked rapidly as if to wake up, but when she trained her eyes again, she saw them looking and smiling still, and already so expectant.

  CHAPTER 7

  Time passed by much differently on Planet Xenon than it did on Earth, and by the time Valerie realized, she was already months into her new life. It felt natural to her, and even more so the longer she spent with Malek. He took her to the river, on what she termed dates, and which amused him incredibly. They were on one such date, at a little spot by the waterfall, the soothing sounds of the flow creating a gentle ambience. They were sitting on a piece of canvas, and Malek had his arms around her.

  “I didn’t even know there was another planet in the Solar System,” she said as she curled up against him.

  “We always knew there were others out there, but we have never had the pleasure to travel anywhere. It has been said that some of the Yacuza, the people who live in the city, they have travelled to distant planets. I heard that when I went to study there for a while.”

  “Didn’t you ever want to though? I’m sure if I knew there were other worlds I’d want to go.” She shifted so that she could be more comfortable next to him, and he smoothed her hair that fell flat against her forehead.

  “Wanting to do something and actually being able to are different things. Not everyone gets the chance to go into space.”

  “So, there are more like you out there? Other worlds?” Valerie was growing more fascinated with the idea that Earth had not been the only planet all along.

  “I guess,” he said. “But no more of that talk now,” he said and lowered his head to kiss her on the forehead.

  Valerie sighed contentedly, and leaned in closer to him. “What else did you have in mind?” she asked playfully.

  She felt his grip tighten on her, and it didn’t take long to understand just what he was about. He kissed her temple and smoothed her hair, and she closed her eyes as her heart raced in anticipation of what was about to happen. His lips, as warm as a summer’s day, and as gentle as the waters that flowed not too far from them, travelled down her face, until he buried his head in her enclave. Valerie shuddered, and he stopped to ensure she was alright. She smiled at his patience and gentleness, and held her head back to allow him room. His left hand held her firmly around the middle as his other stroked her stomach, kneading her flesh and moving slowly upwards until he cupped breasts that were ripe and ready.

  Then, slowly he rose and rested her against the canvas, and hovered above her, with the moon as his light and the stars making their own showy display of brilliance. Valerie’s chest heaved, and though she was nervous, her body called to him, and for each time he touched her, she trembled. He removed the dress he wore, and in one fluid motion he tossed it aside and stood before her, his bronze skin appearing anything but that in the silvery glow of the moon. She held out her hands for him, and he knelt before her and removed her clothing. When he came down before her again, he found the hard surface of her taut nipples, as goose pimples lined her entire frame. He suckled her breast, and tasted every part of her, crisscrossing her ample frame and not seeming to get enough.

  On his return trip, when his mouth came down over her breast, Valerie gripped his head and kept him there as she heaved and panted. It had been a while since she felt a man take control of her body, and she surrendered to this strange creature on a planet she had wandered onto. Her hands groped at him in the dark, and she felt his firm chest, her hands splayed and she dug hard into him. He let out a howl, and then his eyes grew red with passion. His manhood, waving uncontrollably, too eager to taste of this beauty, became too hard for him to control. He held onto it and with unsteady hands, guided it inside her. Her breathing intensified then, in the same measure as his, and she jerked as she felt him fill her up.

  She tried to push him off, anxious that her experience with the average man had not physically prepared her for him, but he eased into her, using her natural lubricant to aid him, and then he buried himself deeper. Valerie wrapped her feet around him, now comfortable with his size, and urged him deeper. He was slow to respond at first, but his speed increased with his heartrate, and soon their howls and moans challenged the sounds of the jungle. Valerie dug her nails deeper into his taut buttock cheeks, keeping him inside her until she felt her hot fluid spilling over him. He paused, as if he had never experienced that before, and then he pounded. Her body rocked as he rolled her around on his member, and when he felt his own passion coming to a climax, he bellowed and let ring a sound so loud it awakened the creatures.

  Malek gripped her, and under the light of the moon, he filled her with everything she had always needed, but had never gotten. When it was all over, he fell on his back, his body appearing as if painted, and she leaned over on her elbows and watched him. Her shivering drew his attention, and he quickly covered her with the clothing they wore before. Then he pulled her into his arms, and the heat radiating from him caused her to sweat profusely. He didn’t fall asleep afterwards, as she had grown accustomed to. He held her there, and they talked about her world and his, and he played with her hair as she did his now flaccid self.

  Not long after, she saw a sly grin on his face, and in the wee hours of the morning, unbeknown to the world around them, they got lost in another round of making jungle music.

  CHAPTER 8

  Everything was euphoric for Valerie and she comfortably settled into what quickly became life as usual in Masawa. She had all but forgotten that she was in a strange place she wasn’t altogether intimate with as yet, so when she decided to go exploring in the jungle alone, something she had seen others do before, she didn’t anticipate that she would be in any danger. Her smile was as bright as the sun itself, and she walked along the trail, her hands running over the large leaved plants that surrounded her. she listened to the sounds of the animals as they scurried about, getting lost in the natural trance that pervaded the place.

  She was so caught up in the moment she did not hear when the jungle grew still, until the threat was immediately upon her. She heard something snap behind her, and when she turned, she fell backwards as something pummeled into her. she scrambled to her feet, just in time to see three women bear down on her, armed and gnarling like rabid animals. She staggered backwards, her arms thrashing about as she tried to hold onto something.

  “What is this?” she managed to ask. She had seen them before, sometimes at the river, but they had never exchanged words.

  “You come to our home. Take our man. Not right,” one of them screeched. “We make you go back.”

  “No,” Valerie said as she started to move back. “Your people wanted me here. Malek wants me here. I didn’t come here to cause any trouble.” She was growing more frightened by the minute, and she tried to delay what she thought to be her inevitable demise. She did not know how to fight, and the women were trained and angry.

  “What if Malek find out?” one of them turned to the others and asked. “He punish us.”

  “We tell him she run off and get eaten by wild animals. Plenty in the jungle,” the other said, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

  “You don’t want to do that,” Valerie pleaded. Everything in her mind was a muddle of confusion, and she stared into the faces of the people she had angered. “I didn’t choose to come here, and I didn’t choose to be with him. If there was a way home I’d take it, but there is none. So, I am stuck here.”

  “No matter,” the first said, and she walked over to her with the stick poised to enter Va
lerie’s shivering body. “We don’t want you here.”

  “Wait!” Valerie screamed and her hands shot up before her. “Please.” She was crying now, and she was shaking as she imagined what they might do to her. But she wasn’t about to stay there either to find out. As soon as she saw an opening she started running. She heard them tearing through the trees, twigs and brambles in their pursuit of her, and when she felt them closing in on her, she screamed.

  Just then Malek emerged from a clump of trees to her right, and she veered in his direction, stumbling into his path as she raced to the safety and protection of his arms.

  “What is going on?” he asked when he saw Valerie stumble before him. The women who were hot on her trail halted.

  “We play with her,” the outspoken woman said.

  “This doesn’t look like play,” Malek said and hopped from the Tsar. He stooped and helped Valerie to her feet.

  Valerie was shocked at first, that the women would tell Malek they were playing and not actually trying to kill her. But then she stopped and looked at their faces, and even now they seemed more afraid than she was. She had never seen a villager punished before, but she could only assume it was terrible enough to drive fear into the lot of them.

  “Is that true Valerie?” he asked her. She nodded affirmatively, and brushed off her clothes. “Are you sure? I heard you scream.”

  “I’m sure. I was just out walking and saw something that scared me. That’s all,” she told him and smiled. Malek did not believe that was all there was to it, but he only had her word to go on.

  “Alright. Would you like to ride with me?” he asked her.

  She thought about that, and of the possibility that they could continue with their earlier plans if she were to remain; it would be ludicrous not to accept his offer. “Sure,” she told him, and he lifted her onto the animal and then hopped on after her.

  In all the time Valerie had been in Masawa, she had never faced as much aggression as she had that day. She wasn’t sure whether or not it would be good for her to tell Malek what happened, so the women could be punished, but how would that help her? How would the others view her after that? Even though she was the victim, she would seem like the aggressor.