Snake (The Road Rebels MC Book 3)

by Savannah Rylan

  “I’ve been miserable without you, Noelle. You’re the only woman for me,” he said, and Tank leaned over to take my lips into his.

  I melted in his arms, my body sizzling with desire for him again. I kissed him back with force, he nibbled on my bottom lip, our tongues crashing against each other hungrily. When he finally drew away from me, we were both panting, we both knew what we wanted.

  My eyelids were heavy with desire, and he was glaring at my face.

  “I want you, Noelle…I need to have you,” he growled, and I felt goosebumps erupt on my arms. Those words alone were enough to make me come.

  “But I don’t want to hurt you,” he added and his gaze drifted down to my belly again. He made me smile.

  ***

  I rolled my t-shirt up over my head and threw it on the floor. I knew he could see my pebbled nipples through the material of my bra. He was watching me with his eyes narrowed, looking over my body. I undid my jeans and then pulled them down too. Tank hadn’t made a single move in my direction. His gaze fell on my panties, on the spot between my legs. His mouth parted like he was in awe of my body. Like he had never seen a woman naked before.

  I stood in front of him, offering myself to him again and when my eyes dropped to his pants, I could see that his cock was growing.

  “Take those off too, Noelle,” he said, and with the knots tightening in my belly, I slipped my bra and panties off too. I was completely naked in front of him now, my skin covered in goosebumps, my nipples hard and aching for him, my pussy throbbing for his touch.

  Tank’s eyes were darkened, just like his face, and he hadn’t looked away from me for a second. Then he started undoing his own pants, and I watched as he took his cock out. His enormous throbbing cock, which I wanted inside me.

  I gasped with desire when I saw it, and a thrill ran down my body. There was still a few feet of distance between us, and I didn’t know what he wanted me to do. I could see it in his eyes that he was at war with himself. He wanted to fuck me, but he was afraid of hurting the baby. I had never seen him look lost and confused before.

  Tank stroked his cock, pointing it at me and I watched as his biceps bulged and moved with every stroke. He had begun to breathe hard.

  “I want you to touch yourself, Noelle,” he grunted, and I reached for my breasts. I pinched and tugged on my nipples, just like he would have if his hands were on me. My nipples were aching for his mouth, and the more I touched them, the more my pussy throbbed.

  He had started stroking his cock harder, his eyes focused on what I was doing to my breasts now. Then he looked at my pussy again.

  “Touch your pussy,” he commanded, and I brought my fingers up to my lips, licking them seductively before they traveled down to the spot between my legs.

  My pussy was already hot and wet and sticky with its juices. I rubbed my clit with my glistening fingers before gently, I touched the folds of my pussy and gasped.

  Tank gulped, his neck growing dark red with every stroke of his cock.

  He was standing with his legs parted, his hands working on his cock as he watched me pleasuring myself.

  “Rub yourself harder,” he said, and I did as I was told. I played with my clit, slowly bringing myself closer and closer to the height of an orgasm. My fingers slid a couple of inches into my pussy, and I parted my mouth wide as I started breathing hard. I wanted more than this, I wanted Tank to do this to me, but he was keeping his distance.

  He had his jaws clenched, his eyes narrowed and focused on my body as he stroked himself. His cock looked like a weapon of destruction to me, as he made it stand erect, throbbing with desire.

  “Three fingers,” he growled, and I slipped three fingers into my pussy. I gasped again at the sensation. I had never touched myself like this before, and it was becoming too much to bear. I didn’t want me to bring myself to an orgasm. I wanted him to do it. I wanted him to be inside me when I came.

  “Fuck, Noelle, you are so gorgeous!” he growled, and before I knew what he was going to do, he had taken two large strides towards me and caught me by my waist. He tipped me back as he took my mouth in his again.

  This kiss was wild and rough, lips sliding over lips, his hands on my breasts, his fingers teasing my nipples painfully. I rolled his t-shirt up so that I could touch his chiseled torso. He was hot, emanating heat, and perspiration covered his muscular back. I felt small and delicate in his arms, and it sent shivers down my spine to know that I was also carrying his child.

  His hands roamed all over my body, touching all the places he had commanded me to touch. He squeezed my ass, teased my clit and slipped two of his large masculine fingers into my pussy. I writhed in his arms, wanting more. I wanted him to take me. I wanted his cock inside me, and now I could feel it throbbing and digging into my thighs as he pressed himself close to me.

  When he pulled away from me, I could barely speak. I had no breath left in me.

  “Tank please…please…I want you inside me…” I begged desperately. My body was on fire, and if he didn’t do something about it, I felt like I was going to explode.

  He was breathing hard as well, but he looked calmer. His eyes had become softer, and a smile was lingering on his face.

  “I’ve waited so long to hear that,” he said, in a deep guttural voice and then he reached for my hand. He was leading me towards the couch in my living room, and I couldn’t wait, I wanted it now.

  Tank sat down on the couch and then stretched himself on it. I watched his dripping hot naked body for a few moments, still in disbelief that I was going to have sex with a man who looked like this. That I was pregnant with his child!

  He was watching me too, his eyes searching mine, and then he smiled and reached for my hand.

  “Come here to me, my princess,” he said and pulled me towards him.

  ***

  Tank knew what he wanted to do, I was only following his lead. He settled me on his belly. Our naked bodies touching, pressing against each other. My pussy grazed the hardness of his belly as I sat on him, and he reached for my waist.

  I couldn’t help but run my hands over his chest, over the ridges and muscles of his abs and I could feel the color rising in my cheeks because I couldn’t stop myself from admiring just how hot he was.

  He was looking at me, brushing my hair away from my face, touching my breasts, squeezing my ass. It was like we were discovering each other all over again. His hand stroked my belly gently from time to time like he couldn’t believe that I was carrying his child. Every time he did, I saw a flicker of a smile on his face. I knew he was happy. I couldn’t believe that the news had made him happy. I hadn’t expected this reaction from a man like him.

  Then, after we had been exploring and touching each other for several minutes, Tank started rocking me. I reached for his cock behind me, stroking it gently and feeling it throb and grow in my hand as I did. He grunted and moaned, rocking me so that I gently bobbed over him.

  I could feel my pussy throbbing too, I knew I was leaving a trail of my juices on his belly, and he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, it seemed to turn him on even more. I stretched myself, throwing my head back so that my hair fell like a waterfall on my back. He reached for my breasts, cupping them, squeezing and them pinching my nipples.

  His hands…large and warm…traveled down my growing body, over every curve of my flesh. He murmured something under his breath, but from the glow in his eyes I could tell that he was admiring me.

  Then his hands traveled down to my pussy, he touched me, and I moaned. He was testing me for my wetness.

  I pressed the palms of my hands down on his chest, trying to tell him what I wanted and he grabbed my waist again.

  Gently, he lifted me up, only a few inches in the air and he looked straight into my eyes as he brought me back down.

  My lips parted, and a wild cry escaped my lips when I felt his cock graze the folds of my pussy. I clutched his chest harder, feeling my nails digging into his flesh as he settled me further
down. His cock slid in, inch by inch till he was deep inside me. I moaned, and he moaned too.

  I was sitting on him, on his cock, with my legs on either side of him.

  “Ride me, Noelle, make yourself come,” he grunted, and he didn’t have to ask me again. That was exactly what I wanted.

  I moved my body, up and down his cock, my ass banging against his stretched out legs as I used him to pleasure myself. He held on to my hips loosely while I bounced on him. My breasts bounced with me, my hair flew everywhere…and all I could feel was how deep his cock was inside me. How I was using it to stroke that spot which was going to make me come.

  Tank has his teeth clenched, his eyes focused on my nipples. He was watching me move, watching me bounce and everything about that moment was too hot to handle. I felt myself release, almost too quickly but now that it had risen up in me, I couldn’t stop it anymore.

  My orgasm came like a wave, washing and crashing over me and I screamed out his name. My toes curled, and I could feel my body shaking as I exploded over him. Tank growled and came too, and I didn’t stop bouncing. Harder and faster, trying to make sure that not a single muscle in my body was left out. I wanted every cell, every nerve of my body to feel the pleasure of the orgasm.

  Tank shot inside me. Just like the time he impregnated me, this time he exploded inside me, and I could feel him depositing his seed. He growled and shook, making my body shake as well as he emptied himself.

  I was exhausted, and I crashed on him, laughing because I couldn’t believe how happy I was. Tank wrapped a strong arm around me, pinning me down to his chest. I could feel his hot breath falling on the top of my head, as he tried to catch his breath.

  He kissed my hair, weaving his fingers into it and we lay like that on the couch in each other's arms.

  “We’re having a baby!” he exclaimed, after several minutes of silence had passed between us. I looked up at him, into his eyes, admiring his handsome, sharp face.

  “You’re going to be a dad,” I softly told him with a smile, but he still looked like he was in complete disbelief.

  He leaned over and knocked his forehead against mine, smiling at me. I couldn’t remember him smiling this much or this often when I knew him last.

  “There is no other woman I would want to be the mother of my children, thank you, Noelle. You are the perfect woman for me,” he said and allowed his fingers to gently trail down my back, leaving goosebumps on the way.

  “And I promise you, we will figure this all out,” he said with honesty in his eyes.

  A few hours ago, I had been so alone. I thought I was going to have to spend my life by myself as a single parent and be forever heartbroken over Tank. And now, I was lying in his arms, naked and exhausted from making love and he was happy to know that he was going to be a father.

  It didn’t matter to me what world he belonged to, or what he was involved in. All I wanted was for us to be together.

  CHAPTER 19

  Tank

  I woke up the next morning to the smell of coffee and pancakes.

  “Morning sleepyhead,” I heard Noelle’s voice and looked over to see her in the kitchen, making breakfast. We had spent the night on the couch, and I couldn’t stop smiling.

  “I didn’t know what you liked for breakfast, so I made you everything. There are eggs and bacon and pancakes and coffee and tea and cereal, and I can make you some waffles too if you want,” she said, and I got up from the couch and strode over to her.

  I was naked, and Noelle was in nothing but my discarded t-shirt. She smiled at me, and I pulled her into my arms.

  “I don’t want anything else,” I said, as I covered her face in kisses. She pressed her tender body to me, throwing her arms around my neck as she kissed me back. My hands traveled from her gorgeous ass to her back, rolling the t-shirt up along the way. Her skin was soft and smooth like butter, and she tasted of coffee as I sunk into her lips.

  When we parted, her cheeks were flushed and her blue eyes were bright.

  “I hope you can call off your shift at the hospital today, because you’re spending the day with me,” I told her, weaving my fingers into her hair. Noelle caught my hand by my wrist and rested her cheek on the palm of my hand. She was excited at the prospect of spending the day with me, but couldn’t have imagined how happy I was.

  “What are we going to do?” she asked.

  “I’m going to make sure you have my MC’s full protection so that nobody can bother you or come close to you again,” I said, leaving out the part that it was possible that her life could be in danger too. She didn’t need another reminder of that. Noelle looked surprised, and she straightened her head to peer into my eyes.

  “Is that possible? Will your club agree to something like that?” she asked and I stared back at her firmly.

  “Yes, I’m going to make sure that they are,” I told her.

  ***

  At the Rusty Pelican, I parked my bike outside its doors. I had sent a text to Gunner to ask Axel to call for an emergency Church meeting. I grabbed Noelle’s hand as I led her towards the doors of the bar, aware that she was nervous. I had a feeling that she had never been to a bar like this before. It was going to be a completely new experience for her, and I wished that I could ease her anxiety a little, but the truth was that I was nervous too. I wanted the meeting to go smoothly. Besides, I had never brought a woman back to the bar, or introduced her to any of my brothers; let alone Axel.

  Noelle was walking by me closely, our arms grazing. All the information I had given her about this meeting; was that she was going to be walking into the midst of my entire Motorcycle Club and to just follow my lead. I knew she trusted me. She had just nodded her head and agreed with me regarding the plan.

  When I pushed open the doors of the bar now, we were hit with the usual blasting of Classic Rock music, and a jumble of voices inside. I could sense Noelle’s muscles stiffening immediately as we stepped in. The air in the bar was slightly smoggy, filled with cigarette smoke and it smelt of masculine adrenaline and beer in there. These weren’t details I had always noticed, but with Noelle there beside me today, I was paying attention to them.

  I could see that most of the Bad Disciples were there. Gunner had managed to organize Church pretty well on such short notice. I also noticed how most of my brothers stopped chattering, and turned to look at us the moment we stepped in. I didn’t even want to imagine what Noelle was feeling; with a bar full of hardened tattooed bikers, with thick beards and leather jackets, drinking in the middle of the day…staring at her.

  I knew exactly what everyone in that place was thinking. That Tank had walked into Church with a woman in tow. Tank! Who had never been seen with a woman before, who kept his private life to himself, who didn’t smile or crack a joke. He had now turned up at the bar with a beautiful young woman who nobody recognized…well, I was sure that Glock and Gunner recognized her from the hospital, but their faces when I looked over at them, seemed just as much in shock as the rest of them.

  I squeezed Noelle’s hand, and clenching my jaws, I led her through the crowd of my brothers towards the center of the bar where Axel was sitting on a bar stool. He was looking at us keenly as well, with narrowed eyes and his brows crunched up. He was just as surprised as everyone else.

  I glanced a look at Noelle and saw that she was walking with her face turned to the ground. I could sense that she was embarrassed or self-conscious or both, and I didn’t blame her.

  We came to a halt in front of Axel, who was now scanning Noelle up and down. From the corner of my eyes, I could sense Gunner and Glock exchanging looks. Someone had turned down the music in the bar too so that now it felt like we were surrounded by complete silence with everybody’s eyes on us.

  “Well, Tank? Are you going to explain yourself?” Axel finally broke the silence, and I sensed a shiver run down Noelle’s body. I looked at Axel and drew in a deep breath. I didn’t even know where to begin.

  ***

  “This is
Noelle Peters. She was my nurse at the hospital when I got shot,” I said, looking Axel directly in the eye. I wasn’t sure how seriously he or my brothers were going to take this declaration of mine. Would they assume this was all a joke? Axel wasn’t smiling; instead, he was peering at Noelle like she was a creature from outer space. Then his gaze dropped to how I was holding her hand. Axel looked over at me again.

  “And what is she doing here?” he asked, and another shudder ran through Noelle’s body. Now I was worried that she was too afraid, that she wouldn’t want to be here. Without the MC’s protection, it was going to be very difficult for me to keep her safe by myself.

  “We are together,” I said and felt a twitch in my eyelids. I had never imagined myself saying those words, and especially not to Axel, in a bar full of my brothers. There was a low buzz in the crowd when I said the words and Axel lifted his hand up to shut it up.

  “Do you mean that she’s your woman?” Axel asked, his brows knotted quizzically like he wasn’t buying it.

  I clenched my jaws, holding his gaze and I nodded.

  “She’s also carrying my child,” I said, and another buzz rang out in the crowd. My eyes flitted over to where Gunner and my friends were standing. He was in shock, as was Glock. Noelle’s grip on my hand tightened.

  “Silence!” Axel called out, and the buzz died again.

  “She’s going to be the mother of your child?” Axel asked, arching his eyebrows and I nodded again. Axel was now staring at Noelle again, he too, like everyone else in the room, seemed to be in utter disbelief.

  Then, after a few moments of silence, he addressed Noelle directly.

  “There must be something special about you, sweetheart because Tank has never introduced us to any of his girls,” Axel said, and finally, Noelle raised her eyes to meet his. I could see the way her cheeks were flushed, and how bright her eyes had gotten. She didn’t know what to say.