Hawk's Property: Insurgents Motorcycle Club (Insurgents MC Romance Book 1) (25 page)

“Yeah, that’s what I think. This fuckin’ sicko who’s raping and torturing these girls is somehow able to let the illegal shit the Nomad Demons do pass without notice, as long as he’s fed a steady supply of vulnerable girls.”

“And I know some cops are involved, because one person couldn’t do this alone.”

“So, you’ve decided to play private eye? Do you know how stupid that is?”

“Yeah, I realize that now. I’m done with it, anyway. I called my friend at CBI and told him about Viper. I’ve moved on.”

“The problem with that, babe, is Viper has targeted you. Believe me, he hasn’t moved on.” After a long pause, Hawk asked in a low voice, “Did he touch you?”

“Viper? No,” she lied.

“Tell me the truth, Cara. Did he touch you?”

“I said no.”

“I know this fucker, and I know you. Don’t lie to me. I need you to trust me. Did he touch you?”

Wringing her hands, she whispered, “Yes.”

Hawk slammed his fist on her coffee table. “That fuckin’ asshole is dead! What did he do to you? Tell me. Now.”

“He—he forced me to kiss him, and he bit my lip.” Her voice trembled.

“Go on.”

“It’s over and done, I’m okay, and that’s what’s important,” she said.

“Go on,” he demanded.

She winced with the memories. “He pinched my nipples, threw me down, and kicked me in the leg.” She exhaled, not realizing she had been holding her breath until then.

“Fuck that! I’ll stomp on his balls. I’ll kill his ass!” He looked at Cara, whose face was a mask of terror. His features softened as he reached out to her. “Come here, baby. I’m not mad at you. The thought of that fucker touching you enrages me. It also makes me worry for you. I know those assholes, and they won’t stop. If anything ever happened to you, I’d lose it.” He held her, stroking her hair and kissing the top of her head.

“I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you, but you told me you didn’t care, so I didn’t want to bother you.” She sniffled into Hawk’s chest, making him hold her tighter.

In a low voice, Hawk said, “I didn’t mean what I said in your office or at the Boys Hope fundraiser. I was mad at you for acting like we just finished a fuckin’ business conference after we spent some incredible time together. You’re never a bother to me, and I want you in my life. I’ve missed you.”

Cara looked up at Hawk, and he lowered his mouth and kissed the tears off her face. When his lips brushed hers, she tasted the saltiness before she kissed him back, pulling him into her. “I didn’t think you felt that way about me.”

“Yeah, babe. I feel that way about you big-time.”

Excitement built inside Cara like bubbles in a glass of champagne, and her body stirred from her toes to her head. She couldn’t believe she had been so stubborn and unyielding, never giving Hawk a chance. Cara had it in her mind that he just wanted sex and nothing more from a woman, not understanding he was protecting himself from being hurt the same way as she was.

“That’s good, because I feel that way about you, too. I didn’t mean what I said about you not being in my league. You hurt me, so I wanted to hurt you back. I’ve been missing you, too.”

“Is that the truth?” he asked, looking deeply into her eyes.

Squeezing him tighter around his waist, Cara nodded.

“I guess I misjudged you. I didn’t think you could see me beyond a fuck ’cause we were from different backgrounds,” Hawk said.

“I see you as a person and not a list of credentials I have to check off. You do something to me no man ever has. I feel connected to you.”

He tightened his arms around her. “More than you do with that pansy-ass suit?”

“Luke? I don’t feel connected to him. I don’t feel
anything
for him. You’re the one who occupies my thoughts and dreams.” Brushing her tongue over his lips, she kissed him. He groaned, tugging her closer.

Clearing his voice, Hawk said, “You’re not safe here, babe. You must know that.”

“I installed a burglar alarm and extra locks on the windows and doors.”

“You can’t think that’s gonna keep the Nomads out. You gotta lay low for a few days or more, just until I can get a handle on this.”

“Should I go to my parents’?”

“Not if you don’t want to drag them into this chaos. You’ve got yourself into some dangerous shit. Sherrie isn’t a good option, either. There’s no sense in bringing her into this. You’ll come to my place for tonight. I’ll talk to Banger and the brothers tomorrow, and we’ll go from there.”

“Luckily, I took some time off next week. Let me grab a few things and we can go.”

*     *     *

Orange and purple
brushstrokes painted the sky over the mountaintops as Hawk pulled up to his house. His arms circled Cara’s waist as he helped her off his Harley, and she smiled. “I loved the ride.”

“Did you?”

“Yeah, the first time I rode on your bike it was scary, but exhilarating at the same time. It was fast. This time, I knew what to expect, so I just went with it. It was awesome.” Cara’s cheeks were red from the cold, and her long hair was tangled and messy.

“You’re definitely my type of woman,” Hawk chuckled.

When Cara entered Hawk’s house, she was surprised how neat it was. The décor was western with southwestern undertones. The first floor was all dark hardwood floors, and a large stone fireplace was the focal point in the living room. A sectional couch in a Navajo pattern sat in front of the stone hearth, while sand and oil paintings depicting life on the range adorned the walls.

Hawk put down her overnight bag and went over to the fireplace, fussing around for several minutes until licks of yellow, red and blue jumped around wooden logs. He closed the fire screen and motioned for her to have a seat on the couch.

“Nice place. I love what you did with the furnishings. Did you have help with that?”

“No, I did it by myself.”

“I’m impressed. If you ever want to do something else, interior decorating could be an option.”

“Yeah, like that will ever happen.”

“How long have you lived here?”

“I bought this place about four years ago. I stayed at the compound for around seven years. Don’t get me wrong, I’m good with my brothers, but I felt an itch. I wanted to have something of my own, my own space, you know?

“I do. I like having my own place, too. Do you have some of the guys from your club over here?”

“Yeah, we have barbecues. It’s cool.”

“Do you have wild parties here, too?”

“What is it with you? Do you think I party all the time and fuck anyone with tits?”

“Yep, pretty much,” Cara joked.

Grabbing her, Hawk threw her down on the couch, turned her over, and swatted her ass. “You need a good spanking for that one.” He smacked her ass again lightly as he tickled her sides.

Cara was laughing so hard she was afraid she would pee her pants. She yelled, “I give up, stop!”

Hawk turned her onto her back and loomed above her. Staring into her green eyes, his lips sought hers. In response, Cara wrapped her arms around his neck, brought him closer to her, and kissed him. Propping himself on his elbow, he outlined her face with his finger, saying, “Except for Kylie, who’s like my niece, you’re the only woman who’s been over here.”

“Really? Why?”

“I never wanted to share this with any woman. You’re also the first woman who’s been on the back of my bike, so you see what you’ve done to me?”

Cara didn’t know what to say. Hawk could have any woman he wanted, but he chose her to share his private world with. As her heart exploded, Cara pulled his head toward her, kissing him all over his face.

“You’re so beautiful, Cara,” he murmured.

Her insides flipped when he said her name.

“Do you want to change or something? You still have your jacket on,” he said.

“I
would
like to freshen up. Where can I put my stuff?”

“Follow me.”

She followed Hawk up the stairs to a huge master bedroom replete with fireplace, sitting area, and a large balcony. She walked out onto the balcony and marveled at the forest of Aspen trees and the gurgling creek running through Hawk’s backyard. A deer, drinking in the creek, looked up at her.

“It’s gorgeous out here. I could sit here for hours and watch the view. I can see why you love it.”

He stood behind her, rubbing her shoulders. “The view is what sold me.” He ran his hands down her back and hips, resting them on her ass. He cupped each cheek, breathing in her ear, “I’ve been missing your ass, babe.”

Leaning back into him, his hardness pushed against her as her pussy clenched. They stood there for a while, him massaging her ass cheeks, her pressing into him, each of them watching the beauty of the sun as it sunk behind the snow-capped mountain peaks.

“Brrr, it’s cold. Let’s go inside,” Cara said.

Hawk pulled her inside and showed her where she could hang her clothes. Then he emptied a dresser drawer for her to put her things in.

“I’ll let you get settled.” He kissed her. “Do you need anything?”

“Some towels. I’d like to take a warm shower.”

Hawk came back with a couple of plush bath towels. He kissed her again then left the room.

Cara went into the spacious bathroom, and her bare feet thanked Hawk for installing heated floors. The shower was enormous and had more knobs and buttons than the cockpit of a jet. She didn’t have a clue what to do. She also didn’t feel like reading a manual to figure out how to start the damn thing.

She stepped into the shower and turned the larger knob, and a stream of warm water cascaded over her. Messing with a few more, jet sprays embraced her body. One of the sprays hit her in just the right spot, and the pulsating stream vibrated against her already-aroused pussy.
Shit, that feels good.
Making a mental note to install similar heads for her shower at home, she let the warm water play with her pussy as she cupped her breasts and fondled her nipples.

Cara, busy stroking her mound, jumped when she heard Hawk’s hoarse voice. “Seeing you touch yourself is fuckin’ hot.” Kissing the back of her neck, he ran his hands down her body.

Cara spun around—she hadn’t heard Hawk enter the shower. He stood in front of her, a sculpture of male eroticism. His muscular legs, chiseled chest, broad shoulders, and rigid cock took her breath away.
He should be bottled and sold as a female aphrodisiac.
Looking at him standing there in all of his glory, with his long, black hair loose around his shoulders and water drops trickling down his body, made Cara’s pussy go crazy. She licked the water from his shoulders, biting him roughly then gently. Then she switched to his nipples and pulled his nipple ring roughly with her teeth while he moaned and shifted his weight. His cock grew larger, if that was possible.

Yearning for his cock in her mouth, Cara curled her fingers around his thick dick, pushing her hand up and down as she licked the smooth head. With a tightened grip, she ran her hand along his hard shaft as she looked up and saw Hawk’s head thrown back, his chest moving rapidly.

He tugged her to him, kissing her deep and hot as his tongue thrust in and out of her mouth with urgency. She yanked her mouth away then moved in and kissed him again. They repeated their battle, but when she tried to retreat again, he said, “Not this time, baby. You’re driving me fuckin’ crazy with your teasing.” Holding her face between his hands, his thumb stroking her bottom lip, he buried his tongue in her mouth, pushing it so deep Cara felt it tickle her throat.

When he let her breathe, she drew back and licked his lips then trailed her mouth to his earlobe, flicking his earrings with her tongue as he groaned. She said, “I want to suck you.”

He crushed her with his arm. “Babe, I want to fuck your sweet pussy with my cock.”

Lowering his lips to her nipples, he sucked loudly, and each time he pulled her hard nipples, she gasped as bolts of desire zigzagged through her body. Arching her back, she pushed her heated mound against Hawk’s cock. Kneading her tits, Hawk grazed his teeth over her nipples while his tongue teased the tips. Burning ache consumed her wetness, and seeking relief, she placed her fingers on her swollen pussy lips and rubbed them. Taking her hand away, Hawk said, “That’s all for me, baby.”

“Touch me down there.”

“Where?”

“Down there.”

“Tell me what you want, babe. Spell it out for me in my language.”

“Touch my pussy. It needs your touch. It needs release.”

“All in good time, babe.”

As he lavished kisses and bites on Cara’s red, hard nipples, spasms of ecstasy coursed through her body and centered on her tense, wet heat. She was ready to come, and his expert tongue on her tits almost brought her to orgasm. As her heart pounded an erratic rhythm, her sex was on fire. Placing her hands on top of Hawk’s head, she guided him downward as she held her breath in anticipation of his tongue on her clit.

He laughed. “Can’t wait anymore, baby? Okay then, let me lick your tasty pussy.”

Biting her lower lip, her body tensed as his dirty mouth’s promises turned her on.
Fuck, he is so much man.
As he played with her tits then moved his mouth downward on her flesh, Cara squirmed and writhed.