Down and Out (Hawks MC: Caroline Springs Charter Book 3) (21 page)

Studying his face, I saw by his pinched brow that he was nervous about taking me in there. I wanted to reassure him I'd be okay. Anything he showed me, I could handle, but I'd heard stories about bikers. They were rough and scary, so I wasn't sure I could reassure him at that point. Still, I found myself offering a calming smile and saying, "Don't worry. If I can handle your moods, I can handle some bikers."

He threw his head back and laughed loudly. When it turned into a chuckle, he shook his head and said, "We'll see." Then he opened the door.

As soon as we stepped into the large room, cheers rang out. They'd spotted Kalen right away and started for him. He let go of my hand as the first arrived and took him into a manly hug. My eyes gazed around; there were at least twenty men around the room, which held a pool table, couches, a bar, tables, and chairs. And there were about ten women, all partially dressed, and there I thought I would feel bare in my jean shorts. I watched the women, after the men had greeted Kalen, wind themselves back around their flavour for the day.

I'd heard of them before. I'd just never knew they really existed. They were club bunnies. They lived to serve the bikers in any sexual way the men wanted.

My stomach pivoted. My hands started to sweat. I wasn't sure how I felt about them being there. Had Kalen used them?

My eyes had already judged them as tarts, where I felt like I shouldn't have. I didn't know their reason for what they did. Anything in their life could have brought them to where they were. Who was I to judge women for what they did, and who was I to judge the men for enjoying something that was given to them freely?

If everyone was happy in their own situation, and no one was being harmed, it was none of my business what went on.

Well, as long as Kalen wasn't using the women. If he was, it would be a different story. If he wanted someone to warm his bed, then I would be that one. I wouldn't let a woman who'd pleased so many claw their way into Kalen and Koda's life.

"Mena?"

Looking to Kalen, I realised I was so busy with my own thoughts that it hadn't been the first time he'd called. Concern marred his face. His brows raised in question, asking if I was okay.

I sent a warm smile to Kalen, letting him know I was okay. Later, I would ask Kalen about his part with the house women, even knowing I would blush the whole way through it.

His shoulders seemed to sag in relief. He gestured with his hand to come to his side, but before I could make a step, my name was bellowed, and then I was lifted off the floor and into some strong manly arms.

"Mena, babe. How you doin'? So good to see you here." I was set on my feet, and I nearly teetered back if it wasn't for Knife placing his hands on my shoulders as he smiled down at me. "What you doin'? Come all this way to see me 'cause you missed me? Damn, woman, you look good enough to eat."

The room went quiet except for the music still drumming into the room. Tension filled the room; it was like a pulse touching my skin.

"Um," I started.

"Knife. I'd step back if I were you," a gruff voice said, only it held humour as well. Glancing to my side, it had come from Dallas. I was about to say hello when I felt warmth at my back. My head went back and up to see Kalen standing there with a snarl on his face.

"You wanna let her go, or I'd be willing to help out."

"Come on, brother." Knife smiled. "She's just your kid's nanny." Someone whistled low. Others swore, and some chuckled.

"She's mine." Hardness formed his words.

My body stiffened.
What does that mean?

"You're not messin', right?" Knife smirked.

"Tell me, what would Pick or Billy do to you if you touched Josie?"

"Beat me senseless."

What?

"Take that as your only warning. If you touch Mena again, I'll do the same."

Knife stepped back one and smiled. "You claimin'?"

"Yes," he growled.

Huh?

Knife laughed then. "'Bout fuckin' time."

The room filled with booming noise. I wanted to cover my ears, but I couldn't because next I was being taken by the hand and dragged towards a hall. Kalen kept going, down a long hall, and still the shouting, cheers, and clapping behind us didn't die down until we were in a room with the door shut.

Kalen leaned against the door and tugged me close. I had to let go of his hand and place them on his chest, so I didn't fall from his fast movement.

Looking up, I saw his eyes were hard, but something else shone in his steel eyes. "What was that about?" I whispered.

"Me stating something." His voice was low and gravely.

My eyes darted to the side and then back to him. "What?" I whispered again.

"Kiss me and I'll tell you," he demanded.

My stomach dipped and quivered. My clit was along for the ride as well. "What?" I repeated, releasing an exhale.

He leaned in, his eyes eating me up, searching my face before stopping on my wide eyes. "Hated seein' his hands on you. It was the last straw, Mena. You. Are. Mine." His lips crashed down on mine. I froze for a second until he leaned further in with his hands behind my thighs and picked me up. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, my legs around his waist, and tilting my head, I deepened the kiss. It felt desperate. We couldn't get enough of each other's taste, feel, heat. It had been a build-up of lust, tension, and need for so long. But it was over. I
had
him. Against me, in my arms. His lips were finally on my mouth, my tongue sliding with his in such a wicked way.

It was more than I imagined, and I'd done a lot of imagining.

He pulled back, his forehead against mine. "Fuck." He growled the word before his mouth took mine once again.

We were moving. He walked until my back hit a soft mattress. He'd kept my attention since we'd entered, so I hadn't realised we were in a bedroom. Still, I didn't care where we were as long as he stayed in my arms.

My hands clawed at his tee. I wanted so much more from him but was too nervous still to ask for it.

I tipped back my head when he trailed his lips down my neck. I gasped for breath as he bit, licked, and sucked. "Let me touch. Fuck, sunshine, just a small touch until we get home. Need something to tide me over," he mumbled against my skin. I didn't understand what he was asking for, but at that moment, I was ready to give him anything he asked for. So I nodded and then moaned, "Yes," when he bit hard on my collarbone.

His hand slid from my hair, down my shoulder, my arm, and then it went to my waist all while I lost myself in his scent, his touch, and body against me, surrounding me. My chest heaved in excitement when I felt his fingers at the button of my shorts. He undid it and lowered the zipper.

Maybe I should have stopped him. Maybe I should have thought about his brothers and the women in the other room. However, Kalen consumed my mind. His fingers danced slowly along the top of my panties, and his mouth glided back up my neck to kiss me like I was the last woman on earth.

When his fingers dipped in and touched my clit, I moaned against his mouth. His hips thrust into my side, and I felt,
felt
how turned on he was from just touching me. His fingers slid down further and circled around my entrance, only to drag my wetness back up to my clit.

"Fina-fuckin'-lly, I get to touch your sweet, bare pussy," he groaned. My legs spread further, giving him better access. My hand gripped his tee tightly.

"Kalen." I breathed an annoyed mew against his lips when his fingers suddenly stopped and rested against my mound.

"What do you need, sunshine?"

"Please," I begged, my eyes searching his heated and amused ones.

"Tell me what you want, Mena."

Glaring, I ordered, "Fucking touch me."

The annoying man chuckled, kissed my lips, and said, "My woman has a dirty mouth when she's horny."

My woman.

He'd said my woman.

I was his.

He was claiming me.

That was what all that meant in the other room.

Digging my heels into the bed, I thrust my hips up and snapped, "Touch me, Kalen. Make me come if I'm your woman."

His eyes darkened. A snarl rumbled up out of his chest. "Gladly." Two fingers swept straight into me. I moaned loudly, my hips swivelled up and down, riding his fingers. "Yeah, sunshine. Fuck yourself on me." I was so wet, so close. I was lost in all what Kalen was doing to me.

His mouth trailed down again as I rode his fingers in and out of me. It wasn't until I felt his teeth take my nipple into his mouth over my tee did I yell, "Fuck, yes." Then he bit down and thrust his fingers hard into me. When his thumb touched my clit, my orgasm came over me quickly. I grabbed his wrist and helped his hand enter in and out of me while my walls convulsed around his fingers.

As soon as I came down, my whole body sagged into the mattress. My legs flattened to the bed and with tired eyes, I looked up at Kalen and smiled. His fingers slid out of me. My body jolted at the loss, and then he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked my juices off them.

"Christ," he hissed. "Can't wait to eat you out, Mena. You gonna open up and give me your cunt to devour?"

Oh. My. God.

My clit pulsated. If he kept talking like that, I would probably come again.

He smiled and said roughly, "Yeah, my woman likes the thought of her man's mouth on her wet pussy."

The orgasm fog cleared, and I asked in a quiet voice, "So, this means we're, um, together?"

He threw his head back and roared with laughter. Then he leaned his forehead into my shoulder while he chuckled some more.

Pulling back, he said with a smile. "Yeah, sunshine. We're together."

Forgetting my annoyance at him laughing at me, I grinned widely and whispered, "Awesome."

His hand came to my cheek, and he whispered back, after a small kiss on my lips, "Yeah, awesome." His next move was to sit up a bit, do up my shorts, and then he said words no woman would want to hear after coming so hard. "Still, we have to talk."

Chapter Twenty-Two

Dive

While she was in a happy state, I thought it best to share some shit with her. Even if all I wanted to do was bury my aching cock inside her sweet tasting tight hole, I held back. She had to know all of me before choosing to take it all on.

"Um," which was her standard reply while she got what she wanted to say in her head in order. "Okay," she said hesitantly, sitting up next to me.

Smiling, I reassured her, "Nothin' too bad. At least I think, but I wanna tell you everything before you jump on board with us."

"Hit me." She nodded, all ready to jump right in.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous." I threaded my fingers tight in her hair and planted my lips on hers. My tongue demanded entrance, and she gave it to me right away. Then, I broke apart and stood. "Shit," I hissed. "I can't keep kissing you or we won't get outta this room. And if things go right after we talk, I wanna get Koda and get the fuck home to put him to bed. 'Cause all I can think of right now is you spread out on my bed naked."

Jesus. She rubbed her thighs together. She loved that plan.

"Right." I stared down at her with my hands on my hips. "Stop looking so fuckable, dammit."

She giggled. My cock jerked behind my jeans. "I'll get right on that." She smiled.

"Smart-arse." I laughed. "All right. Has Low said anything to you about what happened to her?"

Mena

I knew what he was talking about. Low's family had been terrible. All of them users in one way. I was shocked when she'd told me her cousin tried to sell her. Again, I'd heard some things like that happening in the world. I never imagined it would be in Australia.

"Yes, some of it."

"The thing is, the man who was meant to buy her is still causing shit. He's got a problem with Hawks, and by Hawks, it's with whoever is a member. We're being careful. We're on a hunt for the fucktard, and he will pay for the shit he's doing and by pay, I mean in blood." My eyes widened. He got to his knees in front of me and took my hands in his. "Sunshine, I need you to understand when getting into it with me, I've done shit the cops would lock me up for, but all of it was for a reason. All of it was deserved because they were scum and had fucked with Hawks. We don't go to the cops with our troubles. We deal with issues ourselves." He stopped and studied me.

What I was hearing, I got. How could I not? Kalen had done more for me in the time I'd known him than anyone. Not only him, but his brothers came and helped without a question. What Kalen had was a family, and they had each other's back no matter the cost. They fought and made sure nothing could harm anyone in their family.

Family came first.

Before anything else.

I could understand that.

"Mena, sunshine. It means more shit could still come our way. But I want you to know I'll protect you and Koda with everything I have. Nothing will harm you if I have anything to do with it. And that's the thing with Hawks. You not only have my protection, but you also have my brothers' as well. That dick will not lay a finger on either of you. Do you trust that?"

Shaking my hands out of his, I reached up and cupped his face. His beard tickled my fingers, but I liked it, and I was looking forward to feeling it between my legs. "You have a big heart, Kalen Brooks. I trust anything you say. Well, as long as you aren't in a mood."

He smiled. "If I get in a mood and say shit to you, tell me to fuck off." A blush hit my cheeks. He laughed. "I forgot you only get a dirty mouth when you're horny." My hands slid to his chest and my forehead hit his shoulder so I could hide. His hand held the back of my neck. "Seriously, Mena. Don't take my shit."

"I won't," I whispered. He needed a strong woman in a relationship, and I would be one. I would stand up to him if it were something important to me. "As long as you know what you're asking for. I can be a tyrant when I want to be."