Page 119 of Protected by the Biker (Grim Reaper MC)
I shook my head wildly, sensing hot tears pricking the backs of my eyelids. I hadn’t spoken about Tony and what I had been through for a long time. Even with Joan Meyers, I had only skimmed through the basics. I had not given her any details.
“My ex, Carter’s father…he joined a MC too. It’s what ruined our relationship,” I said and looked down at my feet with embarrassment.
Hunter was silent for a few moments, and then I heard the growl in his voice.
“What did he do to you?” he asked through gritted teeth. The rage in his voice made me look back up at him.
“He was a heavy drinker, he cheated on me multiple times, he was violent…” my voice trailed off. I wasn’t able to bring myself to tell Hunter exactly how bad it got with Tony. I looked over at Hunter and saw his fist clench.
“What is his name? Who is he?” he snarled through gritted teeth and the anger I saw in his eyes was new to me. His face was tight, almost red with rage. It was like he was blinded by what I had said. For some reason though, I could tell that the anger was not directed at me. It was directed at whoever hurt me.
“You don’t need to know his name,” I said flatly and Hunter strode towards me and placed his arms gently on my shoulders.
“What is his name, Kylie? I’m going to kill that motherfucker for laying a hand on you!” Hunter said tightly. I could see that he meant every word of what he was saying.
“He joined some MC called the Dragon Knights. That’s all you need to know,” I said, a shake entering my voice now. The last thing I wanted, was to cause violence. No matter how much I despised Tony, or how afraid of him I was; I didn’t want him dead.
Hunter dropped his hands from my shoulders.
“The Dragon Knights? Your ex was a part of the fucking Dragon Knights?” he was loud, his voice was ringing around the room and I was glad that it was nearly the end of the day and there wouldn’t be too many of my colleagues still there in the building.
“Do you know them?” I asked and from the look on his face, it was clear that he did.
“Did they do anything to you?” he growled and I shook my head in confusion. I had no idea what he was talking about. This wasn’t about The Dragon Knights, it was about Tony.
“No, I don’t know what you mean,” I cried and Hunter paced around, running his hands through his hair over and over again. What the hell is going on? I reached up and lightly grabbed Hunter’s shoulder.
“Hunter, what is the matter? Why is it such a big deal that he’s a part of the Dragon Knights?”
Hunter finally stopped pacing and turned to look at me. “They were running a prostitution ring. Did you know about this? Did they try to get you involved?” Hunter his voice full of concern. My mouth fell open, images of Tony and his friends raced through my mind. Everything started to slowly click into place. The random girls that would call asking where he was, him leaving in the middle of the night saying he had to take care of things. All of the comments that the rest of the guys would make whenever we were together. All this time I thought he was just cheating on me or our getting drunk with the rest of the guys. I never realize how truly wrong I was. I felt tears begin to form in the corners of my eyes.
“I had no idea, they never got me involved. Maybe it was after I had left him already?” I said in a small voice and Hunter was staring at me again, his eyes were full of worry.
“You can tell me if they forced you into anything, Kylie. I won’t let any of them get away with it. I will burn all of them if I have to. You just have to say the word” he rushed towards me again.
I couldn’t hold the tears back any longer, they came gushing out of me with force. Tony was involved with a prostitution ring. And I had somehow thought he was a wonderful man in the beginning and thought I could work things out for our newborn son. I was sobbing when he pulled me into his arms and I could feel my tears staining his t-shirt as I cried. How the hell could I have ever been involved with them?
“No, he didn’t…they didn’t…I’m just glad that I got out of there. That I got Carter out of there in time,” I cried into his shoulder and I felt Hunter’s hand in my hair, he was stroking my head, comforting me, and I felt safe there in his arms. I clung on to him, still sobbing, our bodies were pressed together.
“What did he do to you, Kylie? Did he hit you?” Hunter asked in a softer voice and slowly, I nodded my head. I was ashamed, I didn’t want to look into his eyes. I hadn’t admitted this to anybody before, I had just endured Tony’s violence as long as I could, till I couldn’t any more.
“He was jealous and a drunk, and he wouldn’t let me go anywhere alone. He hit me, bruised me…Hunter…I…don’t…can’t go through it again. Not with Carter here,” I cried and looked up at him.
His eyes were a stormy blue now, searching my face. Tony had never looked at me like that. He had never held me like this. I was sinking into Hunter and I could feel it happening. I had no control over my senses anymore.
***
Hunter kissed me, tenderly, almost like he was afraid of breaking me and I thought I was going to melt right down to the floor. It didn’t take long for his hands to seek out my body. Just like me, I could sense that he too had been starving to have me. I kept a firm grip on the lapels of his jacket as I kissed him back. His fingers were in my hair, undoing my bun and I felt my curls graze my shoulders as they fell down.
Our tongues were crashing together, greedy and hungry for each other. I thought this was over. I had been trying to keep my desire for him bottled up and now it was released again and I couldn’t get enough of him.
Hunter was pushing me with his knees till my ass pressed against my desk. Once again, we were alone in the therapy room and he was guiding me over to my desk. Without breaking his lips away from me, Hunter lifted me up in the air and gently placed me down on the desk. I pulled at his jacket, forcing it off his shoulders.
“Shit, Kylie. What are you doing to me,” Hunter’s voice was a low husky whisper and it made my thighs quiver. My panties were damp and I could feel that throb in my pussy return. I wanted him right now. I didn’t want to waste a second.
I tugged at his belt and he helped me take it off his jeans, then I zipped down his pants, while his hands were all over my body…lifting up my scrubs, pulling down the pants. Within seconds, we were both naked. I was still wearing my undergarments, but his boxers had come off and there was his cock again. That gorgeous magnificent cock which I knew was capable of wreaking havoc on my body. I gasped and my eyes widened, and I saw Hunter smirk.
With a hand on the center of my chest, he pushed me gently so that I was lying on the desk now. My neck arched, my head hanging over the edge of the desk while my legs dangled from the other side. Hunter hovered over me, leaving a trail of gentle kisses down my belly.
“Hunter…” I breathed his name in a whisper when his mouth came close to my thighs. How could he be so gentle? How could someone with his strength be so affectionate at the same time? I could feel my juices dripping, streaming from my core…staining my panties while his tongue slid beneath my panties. I gasped again.
He teased me first, running his tongue along the edge of my panties and then he took charge, feeling my mound with his mouth. My panties felt like they were on fire. An unnecessary barrier between his lips and where I wanted to be touched. My hips moved, gyrating against the desk while his tongue continued to tease me. He knew exactly how wet I was.
He kept his mouth on my panties while I slipped off the straps of my bra, unclasped it and it fell away. His free hands ran over my skin, reaching for my exposed breasts now and I pressed my eyes close when he cupped them. His fingers danced around my
nipples, playing with them, circling them into an erect pebbled position.
I was moaning, I wanted more.
With his other hand, he pushed my panties aside, just as another gasp escaped my lips. With one fluid motion, he was licking my wet folds. I trembled under him, under the control of his mouth and I could already feel the fire ripping through my whole body.
Soon his licks became quicker, shorter. He alternated between licking and sucking on my clit and I could feel my breathing becoming more ragged. I was hungry for more and at the same time, I didn’t want him to stop what he was doing. It was almost like the more we had sex, the more desperate I was for him. I was like an addict. I needed a hit.
His tongue worked away, harder now as my moaning grew louder. I was at the very edge of my orgasm and he could feel it and he was determined to make me come. I felt the waves of a cry when my orgasm washed over me. My body shook, my toes curled and I dug my nails into his bare shoulders while he tasted me, coming right into his mouth.
When my moaning began to die down, he gave my core one last lick before he lifted his face from my body. Hunter had a deliberate grin on my face, and I looked down at him, from over my heaving exhausted breasts.
He straightened himself over me and we kissed again, and I could taste the sweet juices of me on his tongue. When he pulled away from me again, he was looking at my body in admiration. His eyes were scanning every inch of me, his blue eyes were twinkling.
“You’re beautiful, Kylie. I won’t let anything happen to you,” he said and I felt a tremor in my lips again. Why did I believe him? Why did I suddenly have faith in him when I had worked so hard the rest of the day to do the exact opposite? I was so weak in his presence.
Hunter brought his mouth close to my ear.
“Do you want me to fuck you right now?” he asked it in a soft voice, not in a commanding one. He was asking me for permission. He was giving me a choice. Once I had slept with Tony the first time, the rest of the times he just took me. He had no concept of consenting. He simply assumed that he could have me whenever he wanted.
