CONTROL: A Dark Bad Boy Baby Romance (Blackened Souls MC)

by Naomi West

  “O-o-o-okay,” Martin stuttered out, his hands still up in front of his face.

  Tanner gave him another shake. “We take care of our own, you shifty fuckface. You come near her again, you even fucking think of her, me and my crew will come down on you like a ton of pissed-off bricks.”

  “Y-y-yes, I got it.”

  Tanner grinned into his face, into the terror there. “Yes what?”

  “Sir? Yes sir?”

  “Give me your wallet, Martin.”

  “Wh-what? Why? You going to rob me?”

  He shook the landlord again. “Give me your fucking wallet.”

  Martin reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He held it up for him to take.

  “Let me see your ID.”

  Martin flipped it open with his shaky hands and held it so Tanner could glance down and see it.

  “3522 Culver Dr., huh?”

  The landlord nodded.

  “Nice place over there,” Tanner growled. “Ms. Kowalski still live down at the end of the block?”

  He nodded again, realization dawning in his eyes. “You know where I live?”

  “I do now, Martin,” Tanner said with a wicked, sadistic grin. “You come within twenty feet of Star, I'll make sure you understand the meaning of pain. The deep, philosophical meaning of it. You get me?” He shook the man again, just to impress his point a little further.

  “Y-y-yes,” Martin stammered out.

  Tanner sniffed the air. What was that smell? He looked down at the wet spot that had formed at the front of Martin's jeans. He looked up knowingly and caught Martin's eye. “I think I've made myself clear.”

  The landlord nodded fiercely. “Yes. Yes, you have.”

  “Good,” Tanner said and released him. “Now. Fuck. Off.”

  Martin scrabbled away from him, in his hurry knocking himself all over the neighbor's wall. Still looking back at Tanner in wide-eyed fear, he slipped on the concrete, but caught himself and came up running.

  Tanner hollered after him. “Say hi to Ms. Kowalski for me!” He watched him hop in his old, beat-up truck and pull away with a screech of burnt rubber.

  When he was gone, Tanner turned his attention back to Star's apartment. He walked back through the open door and shut it behind him. A wave of satisfaction washed over him. At least there were some problems he could manage to solve.

  Star was standing there, shock and surprise on her face.

  He scratched the back of his head, wondering if he'd maybe overdone it a little bit. Sometimes, though, you had to act that way to protect your own, to keep them safe. He hoped he hadn't scared her too badly.

  “Look,” he said, as she came up to him, “I'm sor-”

  She cut him off with a finger pressed to his lips. “Shut up.”

  “I -” Tanner started.

  “I said shut up.” She grabbed him by the hand and led him back into her room. She turned to him as she brought him to a halt beside the bed. “I want to thank you.”

  “Oh,” Tanner said. “You -”

  But, she was already down on her knees in front of him, unbuckling his jeans and tugging at the zipper.

  He let her drag his jeans and underwear down to his knees. He looked down at her, her perfect heart-shaped face, as she gazed longingly up at him. He was already twitching to life.

  She looked down at his cock, took it in her hand, then looked back up at him and kissed the tip softly. She snaked her tongue out and swirled it around the head, wetting it, then took it into her mouth.

  Tanner's eyes rolled back in his head at the sensation. He wondered why they hadn't been doing this the whole time. He could feel himself coming to full attention already.

  Star stroked him as he hardened in her hand, and continued her swirling tongue bath. After a moment, she withdrew her lips and pressed them to the underside, groaning as she began to stroke him with her mouth.

  His hands wandered down to her hair. Most girls that gave him head, they wanted him to grab hold and take charge. Some even begged for it. He didn't want to with Star, though. She knew what she was doing, and he wanted her to pleasure him the way she was comfortable. So, instead, he just stroked her hair.

  Done teasing him to full length, she took him into her mouth. Tanner moaned as she enveloped him in her wet warmth, as her tongue circled around his cock and her teeth gently grazed over his skin. He'd thought she was all prim and proper, before. Now, as she took care of him so expertly and eagerly, he wasn't sure.

  She would draw him all the way in, then pull him all the way out. Each time she moved forward, she'd force the tip of his cock to part her velvety smooth lips.

  His knees felt weak each time, as pleasure shot up from his toes to the tips of his fingers.

  She took his cock from her mouth and replaced it with her hand. She stroked up and down as she angled him in such a way that she could get to his balls. She sucked first one, then the other, into her mouth, tonguing him all over.

  He groaned and moved his hips with each of her strokes. It had been so long since he'd had a blow job this good, he couldn't even remember who it had been from. Already, he could feel his cum building.

  “Are you close?” she asked just before she started to lick up the underside of his shaft like a popsickle.

  “Uh-huh,” Tanner grunted.

  She took him back into her mouth and, with her eyes back on his, began to bob her head up and down his shaft.

  He reached down, caressed her cheek with his thumb. She looked so beautiful down there on her knees, her eyes so full of longing. He'd never been with a woman like this before. So strong, but with such a strange past. Then, it happened. He couldn't control his hips anymore and let out a low groan.

  She took all of him in her mouth, sucking gently and swallowing with each load. When he was finished cumming in her mouth, she stood, daintily wiping a bit from her sultry, smiling lips.

  “Fuck, that was amazing,” he groaned as all the tension drained from his body. He'd never had a partner like her before. Never.

  “Don't thank me yet,” she said, smiling as she reached up and began to unbutton her top, “cause we're not done.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  Star

  Star dropped her clothes in a pool at her feet as Tanner busily stripped out of his.

  She'd never wanted a man more than she wanted Tanner Rainier right then. His taste, sweet and salty, was still in her mouth, and she wanted more of him. This wasn't just about making babies anymore. It was about making him hers. She stepped out of her panties and beckoned him to the bed with a crooked finger.

  He came over to her, took her into his arms. His hard cock pressed into her belly as he crushed her body to his and took her mouth with his own. They kissed, their hands running across one another's bodies, as their tongues explored each other's mouths.

  Tanner broke the kiss and pushed her back onto the bed. He grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge.

  “What are you?” Star gasped as he dragged her to him.

  “Just returning the favor,” he said as he dropped to his knees and pulled her to his lips.

  Oh, he was good, too. Anticipation filled her as he his goatee brushed along her skin and he wetly kissed her inner thigh, as his tongue tickled at her flesh. She tried to move her leg, but he held it firmly.

  “Not till I say you can move.” His breath was hot on her sensitive skin as he spoke.

  She moaned and spread her legs wider. “Can I at least do that?”

  “That,” he said and gave the spot just above her clit a swift lick, “you can definitely do.” He went down on her like a pro, his tongue swirling on the outskirts of her clit, teasing her. He'd switch every few strokes and give her a lick on the lips, suck them into his mouth.

  Helplessly, she ground herself into his beautiful mouth and tongue, as she threw her head back and moaned. “Oh, Tanner, God that feels good.” She twisted her sheets in her clenched fists, amazed at how close she already was.
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  He spread her lips with one hand and began to tongue her clit, setting off explosions in her head.

  She thrust her hips forward, wishing he'd never stop playing with her.

  A finger slid in and began to stroke her g-spot.

  Fireworks went off in her body, her muscles losing control as she writhed and screamed out her orgasm under his expert hand and tongue. She continued to grind on him, the pleasure mounting again as he brought her to a new level of pleasure.

  He smiled against her lips, and brought a finger up to encircle her clit. “Like that?” he asked.

  “Oh. My. God,” she said between gasps. “Are you ready again?”

  “You gonna doubt me, babe?”

  “No,” she said, panting for breath. “Never again. Come here and lay down.”

  He laid down and took her in his arms again, pulled her against his hard body. He roamed over her with his hands, rubbing a palm over her nipples, lightly scratching her back, squeezing her ass. They kissed again, their tongues entwining as they held each other close.

  After a long moment of this, and his hard cock sawing against her wet slit, Star grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him back onto the bed.

  “What are you -?”

  “My turn to be in control,” she said as she slid a leg over his hips, mounting him like he mounted his bike. She kept her eyes on his, gazing deep, as she reached beneath her and grabbed his cock. She pointed him at her pussy and began to lower herself.

  Tanner threw his head back, groaning as she slid down and engulfed him to the hilt. He grabbed her hips with both hands, squeezed her tight, and began to guide her up and down his full length.

  Star could hardly believe how close she was to another orgasm. She threw her head back, moaning as she felt him bottom out in her. Every stroke down, she ground her clit against the base of his cock, and every stroke up his cock dragged over her g-spot. She rubbed her breast, pulled lightly at her nipple, and continued to ride him like a stallion.

  He continued to lift her off his cock, keeping a steady rhythm. Soon, though, he started to speed up. She could tell he was close to losing himself, to just pounding into her. That was definitely not part of her plan, though.

  She reached down and grabbed both his hands. “Not yet,” she said.

  “What do you mean?” he asked, surprised, but not bothering to put up any resistance.

  “I mean,” she said, her voice husky and laden with desire, “I've fucked you enough to know when you're getting ready to cum.” She gathered up both of his hands and leaned forward, pinning them to the mattress above his head. “I want to make you last, biker boy, and show you how I say 'thank you.'”

  He just grinned up at her, and she rewarded him with a long, deep kiss.

  She ground her hips on him, taking her time as she fucked herself on his hard cock. She arched her back, moaning as another orgasm roiled her body, sending lightning from her toes to her fingertips. She pulled her lips away and replaced them with her breast.

  He took her nub between his lips, alternating between a light bite and a delicious swirl of his tongue. Still, she fucked Tanner, riding him till she was ready to be done with him.

  He thrust his hips up, meeting each of her downward movements, guiding his hips counter to hers. He moved faster and faster. Her whole body rocked with her orgasm, her whole being shivering and shaking as her abs contracted. She let his arms go from above his head so he could wrap them around her and hold her close. Her orgasm screamed out of her, in a long, keening wail, as she came on Tanner's hard cock.

  He nearly screamed with her as his hips went into a frantic pace. He bit down on her shoulder, clamping back his own noises as he thrust in and out of her, filling her pussy to the brim with his seed.

  Exhausted, Star collapsed on Tanner's broad chest. All the worries of the past weeks disappeared, and all her concerns with her landlord packed up and left. Left behind, was just the ecstatic white glow of post-coital bliss. She slid off him and hooked a naked leg over his, cuddled up to his sweaty, sexy form.

  Maybe, she thought somewhere in the back of her mind, just maybe they could make this work? That wasn't too crazy, was it? Or too much to ask from a universe that had already screwed her over so royally?

  But, if they couldn't, Star found herself hoping she wasn't pregnant yet. Because, when she was, this might end just when it was starting to really get fun.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Tanner

  Tanner awoke with a start and looked around him. A thousand thoughts and recriminations raced through his head. None of this was supposed to happen. He wasn't supposed to end up with a woman like Star. She wasn't from his world, from the road. She didn't understand him or the boys.

  If his father hadn't died, hadn't put the damn money in that trust fund, he never would have even met her. She'd have just been some girl who got turned down for a cocktail waitress job at the Old Crow. But, here he was, sleeping in her bed, with her naked body curled up against his.

  She didn't want him. She wanted his money, plain and simple.

  But, if that were true, why was he still lying there? Why was he pulling her warm body closer to his?

  He shook his head at himself. “What in the fuck am I doing?” he murmured.

  “Huh?” Star groggily asked from his shoulder. She opened her eyes and smiled when she, too, realized he was still there. “Hi, you.”

  “Hey,” Tanner replied, not knowing what else to say. This was all becoming a little too real for him. He sucked in a breath and shifted his position a little.

  “Sleep okay?” she asked, her hand idly playing over his chest. Her finger went down to his nipple, began to circle.

  “Yeah, I guess,” he said, his eyes tracking down to her fingers teasing him. “Listen, I've been thinking . . . what do you want out of this?”

  “Out of what?” she asked. “You mean us having sex?”

  “No, I guess I mean life. Have you thought about it? What do you want to do with the money if you get pregnant? Do you want to have more kids after this?”

  “I don't really know,” she said, her head still on his chest. “Pay off my debts, first. Then, after the baby's born, I'm not sure. Go to school? It's a lot of money, but it won't last forever.”

  School. That's what she'd do with her payout.

  “Would you leave town?”

  “Why would you think that?”

  “Well, I mean there's nothing for you here.”

  “I – well – hmmm.” She lifted her head off his chest and looked him in the face. “What about you, Tanner Rainier? What do you want out of this?” she asked, emphasizing the word “you.”

  Down on the floor, halfway between the bed and the table, his phone started to buzz and play alerts, interrupting them.

  Tanner swung his legs off the bed, mumbling about how he'd better check his cell. There was a chill to the air, but the bite wasn't too bad. He grabbed his phone out of his pants and looked at the screen. Two new texts, both from the same number that he didn't recognize.

  “Looks like you tragic brother is heading for an overdose any day now,” read the first. “So sad,” read the second.

  Tanner growled deep in his chest and gritted his teeth together. Who the fuck was sending him this shit?

  “What's wrong?” Star asked. She sat up in bed, the sheet pulled across her chest to keep away the cool air.

  As he was flipping back to the home screen, his phone buzzed and dinged again. “Catch him if you can. A, Roaming Wolf.”

  He clutched his phone in a white-knuckled hand. “Motherfuckers,” he screamed. He almost threw his phone across the room, but reminded himself that this might be his only link to his tormentors. Throwing the device away may destroy useful clues.

  “What the hell's going on?” Star asked in a raised voice. “Is everything okay?”

  He thrust the phone in her hand. “Read it,” he said and began pulling his clothes on.

  “Oh, Tanner. Geez,
your own brother . . .” She tossed the phone at the end of the bed. “What's wrong with these people?”

  “I don't fucking know. This shit's gone way farther than just petty rivalry.” With shaking hands, he grabbed the phone off the bed and called Blade. He'd know what to do.

  “Blade,” he said when the president of the Blood Warriors answered. He didn't do any of the normal phone etiquette niceties, instead just cutting to the chase and explaining the situation.

  “Come down to the club house,” Blade growled on the other line. “We'll sort this shit right out, Tanner.”