Hawk (Reckless Kings MC 2)

by Harley Wylde

  I reached out and tugged on her beltloops, spinning her until she crashed against me, the raccoon smashed between us. “Don’t go.”

  “You heard Preacher. I need to leave before I cause trouble.” The raccoon squirmed between us, but she scratched his ears and he settled.

  “And I think you need to stay.” Before I could talk myself out of it, I lowered my head and claimed her lips. She tasted so fucking sweet! She whimpered and dropped her pet, the raccoon chittering his displeasure. Her arms went up around my neck. Her nipples pebbled and I felt the hard points brush against me. I slid my hand down her back to cup her ass, giving it a squeeze. Gripping her thigh, I brought it over my hip and ground my hard cock against her.

  “Yes! Yes, please.” She pressed closer. “Hawk, I need… need…”

  “You need to come, beautiful?”

  She nodded.

  I laid her down in the grass, knowing she deserved better, and definitely more private, but we were both burning so hot. It was risky being this close to the road, but I counted on the family men being home and the others partying at the clubhouse. I unfastened her shorts and worked them over her hips before I cupped her pussy. Her panties were damp, and I couldn’t wait to feel her on my fingers. I yanked the silky material down, exposing her. She shivered and clung to me as I rubbed her slit.

  “So wet, beautiful.” I leaned down to kiss her again, while using my thumb to circle her clit. I teased her opening with my finger before sliding it in. Jesus! I’d never felt a woman so tight before, so fucking perfect. I worked her pussy while I devoured her lips. She cried out, her body bowing as I felt the gush of her release.

  I shoved her tank over her breasts, growling when I saw she didn’t wear a bra. I took one of the hard tips into my mouth and gave it a long, hard suck. She squirmed under me, silently begging for more. A buzzing filled my head as I made her come again and before I realized what I was doing, I’d unfastened my pants and had my cock sliding along the wet lips of her pussy.

  “Hayley. My beautiful Hayley,” I murmured. I notched my cock at her entrance and pushed inside, moving slow, and taking my time to savor how fucking incredible she felt. She tensed and whimpered, her nails biting into me. “What’s wrong, angel?”

  “Don’t stop,” she said.

  I thrust deep and hard, silencing her cry with my lips. I took her like some savage beast, driving my cock into her. I’d never wanted anyone as much as I craved her in this moment. I came, grunting with my release. It wasn’t until the haze in my brain cleared that I realized I’d fucked up. Shit.

  “Dammit!” I pulled out and looked down at our mingled release sliding out of her and noticed the tinge of pink on my dick in the moonlight. “What the fuck? Were you… Shit. Hayley, was this your first time?”

  My gaze found hers and I saw the fear in her eyes. It nearly gutted me. Preacher had called her innocent, but I hadn’t realized exactly what he’d meant. What the hell had she been thinking, letting me fuck her in the damn grass where anyone could walk past? If she’d said something, I’d have stopped, or at least waited until there was a bed available.

  “I’m sorry,” she said, scrambling to tug down her shirt and yank up her panties. I reached to grip her hands and keep her still.

  “Hayley. Angel, there’s nothing for you to apologize for. I’m the one who took you like some possessed demon. I didn’t even ask, just took what I wanted. Fuck!” I sat up, raking my hair back. My chest heaved as I realized exactly what I’d done. “I didn’t give you a chance to say anything.”

  “Wait, do you think you… raped me?” Her jaw dropped and sat on her knees next to me, no longer caring about her state of undress. “Hawk, look at me.”

  I turned to face her. “What, Hayley?”

  “I wanted this, wanted you. I should have told you I was a virgin, and I’m sorry I didn’t, but don’t think for one second you did anything wrong.”

  “You deserved better. I didn’t even use a fucking condom!” I growled at myself, at my stupidity. “I’m clean. Got tested not too long ago. Are you… I mean…”

  Her cheeks flushed and she looked away. “We should be fine.”

  I gripped her chin and turned her to face me again before kissing her once more. “You gave me a gift, Hayley. One I’ll cherish for the rest of my life.”

  She leaned into me a moment, taking a deep breath before pressing her lips to mine. “I should find Cuddles and get home before I’m missed. He’s wandered off again, and there’s no telling where he went. Thank you, Hawk. You aren’t the only one who will always remember tonight.”

  I watched her stand and finish righting her clothes. With one last smile in my direction, she went off to find her pet again. I zipped up my pants and lay back in the grass, looking up at the moon. I was forty fucking years old and just took the virginity of an eighteen-year-old. I should feel dirty, wrong, like a bastard who’d crossed a line. Instead, it just felt oddly right.

  I smiled and wondered if I’d get a chance to see her again before we headed home. I had a feeling I’d never meet another woman like Hayley. Sweethearts like her didn’t come along all that often. Not in my world.

  * * *

  Hayley

  What had I done? At the time, it had seemed like the perfect opportunity. A hot guy had taken my virginity, and the sex had been incredible. So why did I feel like I needed to keep it a secret? I was a grown woman and could make my own decisions. Maybe it was the fact I knew my dad would completely lose it. Not only because his precious daughter wasn’t a virgin anymore, but the guy I’d picked was definitely not on my dad’s approved boyfriend list.

  Then again, I didn’t think anyone was on the list. He didn’t want me dating cops because he worried they were trying to gain favor with him, or he claimed they’d cheat on me. Anyone else around town wasn’t good enough. He had a laundry list of offenses for every guy I’d ever mentioned. They drove too fast, drank too much, got caught with marijuana, ran a stop sign. The list was never-ending.

  So letting my dad find out I’d slept with a biker? Not a good idea. I slipped through the back door and down to my apartment with Cuddles in my arms. Once I’d set him free, I ran my hands up and down my arms. Shower. I should shower, right? Did I smell like Hawk? Would my dad take one look at me and know what I’d been doing?

  I pulled out my favorite set of pajamas and rushed into the bathroom, cranking the hot water in the small shower stall. Steam billowed out as I stripped off my clothes. I soaked myself under the spray and shampooed my hair. The suds swirled down the drain, along with no little amount of dirt. I worked the conditioner through the long mess and scrubbed my body while it set. Wincing as my fingers brushed over my nipples, I realized Hawk had lavished a little too much attention on them. They were redder than usual and a bit sore.

  I slid my soapy hand between my legs and hissed as the soap stung my skin. I felt like I’d been rubbed raw, even though it had been amazing at the time. Now the adrenaline had worn off, I could feel the burn from taking his large cock. Too bad I didn’t have a tub down here. A soak would have been much better. After I rinsed my hair and body, I got out and dried off.

  I pulled on my pajamas and padded into the living room. Cuddles chittered at me from his bowl and I detoured to the kitchenette. Pulling his fruit from the fridge, I sliced a few pieces of apple and placed them in his dish, then refreshed his water bowl. He washed his snack before eating it. I smiled and ran my fingers over his head.

  “Love you, Cuddles. You’re the only man I need in my life, right?”

  He crunched another bite of apple, ignoring me. I shook my head and sat on the couch. I could either find a movie, or read a book. I eyed the romance sitting on the cushion next to me. Somehow, reading about another woman’s adventure after just having one of my own, didn’t seem all that thrilling. I picked up the remote and flipped through Netflix until I found something to watch.

  Cuddles finished his snack, washed his paws, and came to curl up in
my lap. I ran my fingers through his fur as the comedy played on the TV. A thud overhead made me look up at the ceiling. When it repeated, then took up a rhythm, my cheeks burned and I turned up the sound on the TV. Since my brother didn’t live at home anymore, I now knew it was my parents, and there were some things I really didn’t need to hear.

  The noises got louder, and I groaned, shutting my eyes and wishing I could turn off my ears. I looked up at the ceiling again, narrowing my eyes.

  “Seriously? You’re going to scar for me life,” I bellowed.

  I heard my dad’s laughter, but did the headboard stop slamming into the wall? Nope. Fuck my life. I really needed a job so I could move out. An actual job, not just the odd jobs I did here and there to pay for gas and Cuddles’ food. I was old enough to stand on my own two feet, but my dad was doing his best to keep me home. I knew he thought of me as his baby girl. He said it often enough. I’d hoped when I graduated high school, he’d realize I wasn’t a kid anymore. I was beginning to think he’d consider me a child even when I was forty.

  The headboard stopped slamming into the wall and a few minutes later I heard the water start running upstairs. My face felt like it was on fire. For a man who wanted his daughter to be a virgin forever, my dad was never shy about how much he couldn’t keep his hands off my mom. It was kind of sweet. As long as you weren’t their kid.

  I heard my dad jogging down the stairs and knew he’d be making an appearance at any moment. He burst through my door, without knocking as usual, and didn’t seem the least bit remorseful for giving me a good reason to need therapy.

  “Hi, Dad.”

  He leaned against the doorframe, arms folded over his chest. “Did you think you and your brother were dropped on the doorstep by a stork?”

  I scrunched my nose. “Ew. And no, but you can’t tell me you’re seriously trying to have more kids at this stage of your lives.”

  “Hey, your mom is every bit as sexy as she was the day I first noticed her. I’m sorry if we grossed you out, but there’s nothing wrong with showing your mom how much I still love her.”

  “Right. Maybe we could schedule it? So I’ll know when not to be home?”

  Dad rolled his eyes. “Really, Hayley?”

  I shrugged. It wasn’t like I didn’t realize they still had sex, and I had no problem with it. I just didn’t want to have to hear them going at it. Some things should remain a mystery.

  “Did you have a good night?” my dad asked. “I noticed you went out earlier.”

  “I took a walk with Cuddles. It’s not good for him to be cooped up in here all the time. He’ll get fat if he doesn’t get some exercise.”

  My dad eyed the raccoon in my lap.

  “All right. Fat-ter,” I conceded.

  My dad looked at the floor and heaved a sigh. He rubbed a hand over his head before holding my gaze. “Look, Hayley. I know you’re at an age where you want to date and find someone special. If you want to see someone, I’m okay with that. I just would prefer you let me check the guy out first. You’re going to get your heart broken and there’s nothing I can do to stop it from happening, but I’d like to at least make sure you’ll be physically safe.”

  Aww. That was actually kind of sweet. And it was the first time my dad had said he’d let me date without making a huge deal out of it. I figured my mom must have had a talk with him. He was quite a bit older than she was and watched over me like a pit bull. I knew he meant well. Sometimes I felt a little suffocated.

  “I appreciate that, Dad. I know you want to protect me. I understand. But I won’t learn anything if I don’t ever get a chance to make mistakes.”

  He came into the room and leaned down to kiss my forehead. “I know, Hayley. Your mom reminds me of that all the time, but you’re my little girl and I’m not ready to let go. One day you’ll get married, have a family of your own, and won’t have time for your old dad. I’ll just be left to molder in the corner.”

  I snorted. “Dad, you still have women check you out everywhere we go. Have you not noticed the death grip Mom has on your arm when we go out as a family? She’s trying to stake her claim.”

  “She already did, long ago. Haven’t wanted to look at another woman since, and I never will.”

  And that’s what I wanted. A love like my parents had.

  It didn’t mean I wouldn’t like to date. Going out meant I’d have the opportunity to find my Mr. Perfect. My mom had once told me she believed everyone had a soul mate. She’d found hers in my dad. Since neither my brother nor I had ever had a serious relationship, I had to wonder if she wasn’t completely wrong. Maybe some people had a soul mate, but it didn’t mean everyone did. What if that sort of thing was rare? A once in a lifetime love that not everyone discovered before they died?

  My dad hugged me, then went back upstairs. I snuggled with Cuddles and blindly watched the TV. I couldn’t have told you what was playing. In my mind, I relived my moments with Hawk. He’d made me laugh, and I’d felt special even if just for a little while. The way he’d seemed freaked over the lack of protection told me plenty. I wasn’t his forever, and I hadn’t expected to be. I’d known I was just a good time for tonight. If he’d thought we might have a chance at something more, I didn’t think he’d have been quite so worried. Besides, I’d stopped believing in fairy tales a while ago.

  No, the guy clearly didn’t want to make babies with me, which meant he didn’t want me around long-term. He’d mentioned being in town a bit longer, and while I was tempted to drop by and see him once more, I figured it was better if I didn’t. I had enough going on in my life to not get my heart broken by a biker who was only in town for a short while.

  Like my stalker.

  As much as I didn’t want to admit someone was following me, I couldn’t pretty it up. What if things escalated? I didn’t want to freak out my family, but I wondered if maybe it was time to come clean. I set Cuddles aside and gathered the notes I’d found on my car and at home. Carrying them upstairs, I hesitated on the top landing, trying to gather my courage.

  “Need something?” my dad asked, making me jump.

  I peered through the darkness and saw him sitting at the kitchen table. “Since when do you hide in the dark?”

  He slid something across the table. I inched closer, trying to figure out what it was. When I saw the note, the blood in my veins went ice cold.

  I saw what you did. Whore.

  “I think we need to talk,” my dad said and nodded for me to take a seat.

  My legs collapsed from under me and my butt hit the chair. I handed him the other notes I’d been collecting. As much as I’d wanted to throw them out, something had told me I might need them as evidence. My dad read over them, his expression growing darker by the moment.

  “When were you going to tell me about this?” he demanded.

  “Now?”

  He growled and got up, pacing the room. “Jesus, Hayley. You have a fucking stalker and didn’t think someone should know?”

  “I didn’t think it was a big deal. He seemed harmless.”

  My dad pointed at the note on the table. “Does that seem like it’s just a prank or love note? Because it’s not. Whatever you did, it pissed him off. He posted that to the kitchen window, no doubt knowing either I or your mom would possibly see it. Which means he doesn’t care if someone knows about his obsession with you. Fuck!”

  “I’m sorry, Dad. I was going to tell you if it ever seemed like something was really wrong. I’ve felt like someone was watching me several times, and it’s why I decided to bring the notes to you now. I’m getting scared.” I glanced at the newest addition. Whore. He’d seen me with Hawk? But how? I’d been inside the compound, so unless it was someone who hung around the Dixie Reapers, or was one of them… No, I couldn’t even tell my dad that. He’d go after them with a vengeance. “I don’t know what that note’s about tonight. I just went out with Cuddles. It’s not like I tried to sneak into a bar or something.”

  His gaze narrow
ed on me. “And have you? Snuck into a bar?”

  “No. Everyone in town knows I’m your daughter. Do you really think they’d let me into a bar?” I asked.

  He sighed and took a seat again. “Guess not. All right. I’m going to call your brother and get a detective on this. Be extra vigilant everywhere you go. If you think for one second you’re being followed or you don’t feel safe, you call me or your brother. We’ll get to the bottom of this, Hayley.”

  “Thank you, Dad. And I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”

  He kissed my forehead and sent me back down to my apartment. My hands shook as I crawled into bed. What did it mean? Whore. Why would he say such a thing unless he knew exactly what I’d done tonight? And the only way for him to know would be for him to be watching. From inside the compound.

  My heart thumped in my chest. I wondered if I needed to tell the Dixie Reapers. I could call Mariah. He knew I spoke to her sometimes, but he’d always cautioned me to stay away from the biker’s compound. If he knew I’d been inside the gates multiple times, he’d freak the hell out. I had no doubt he’d be watching my every move until the stalker was brought in.

  Whatever freedom I’d had was now over.

  But at least I’d had one incredible night first, with a man I knew would star in my fantasies for a long time to come.

  Chapter Two

  Hawk

  I scanned the clubhouse, watching the girls work the crowd. Any other night, I’d have already gotten my dick wet, but ever since my night with Hayley I’d felt a little off. Didn’t seem to matter how pretty a woman was, or talented I knew her to be with her tongue, my cock wasn’t interested. I didn’t know if it was because I’d been her first, or something else. I’d felt a pull to her from the moment I’d laid eyes on her. It had been three fucking weeks and I still couldn’t get her off my mind.

  Beast had known the moment he saw Lyssa that she’d be his. From what I’d heard while I was at the Dixie Reapers’ compound, pretty much all of them had fallen the same way. Had I let Hayley slip through my fingers? Was she destined to be mine? For that matter, did I really believe in fate and all that bullshit?