AX (Forsaken Riders MC Romance Book 10) Page 11

  “Ax!” she wailed as the pleasure ripped through her.

  He groaned and held onto her, and as the wave rolled away, she was a mess of lust and ecstasy.

  He lifted her up into his arms and carried her back toward the house. She was floppy, like a rag doll, completely spent and not even knowing how to speak, but Ax wasn’t finished with her yet.

  In the front room, he threw her down on the couch as she was still panting and trying to recover from what he had just done to her. Her whole body was vibrating with the aftermath of her pleasure, and she felt her pussy become engorged all over again as she watched him peel the vest off over his head and reveal his rippling torso. When his hands moved down to his belt buckle and he unclipped it and slid down his jeans, her eyes almost popped out of her head.

  His dick was so big, so hard, and so perfect, she had never seen anything so amazing. It was like something out of a fantasy. A huge, throbbing cock just for her. And now he was going to make her take him.

  “Come here, baby,” he said as he pulled her up to meet him and lifted her high at the waist. She wrapped her legs around him and gasped as she felt his tip entering her. Even with her being so slick and wet, he was so big he had to ease himself in.

  She was filled by him and she gasped as he fucked her hard and slow. Moving her up and down on his weapon with complete ease. He was so strong and powerful, so much of a man, that it wasn’t long before she was on the verge of unravelling again. Her pussy was so tight around him that she could tell it wouldn’t be long for him either. Their sex had been incredible, it had been more than she had ever dreamed possible. And as he grunted and thrust into her and his seen spurted inside, Jill’s whole body jerked and spasmed with pleasure again as she came for the second time.

  They both collapsed onto the floor and wrapped themselves up together. Their hot, sticky bodies fitting together perfectly.

  Ax kissed Jill on the head and she ran her fingers up his chest and listened to the beating of his heart. This man was going to be her undoing, and her savior. Now that she had experienced him properly, she knew she never wanted him to let her go.

  13.

  “Now that you’re back in Slate Springs, where do you plan to live?” Jill asked as they nuzzled together in bed the following morning. Long after they had made love for the second and third time. They had spent the night worshipping each other, adoring each other, exploring each other’s bodies. And now, just merely hours later, Jill felt as if she had certainly found the other half of her.

  “I’m staying at the club house,” he said as he leaned up on his elbow. “Before I left, I did have a place of my own, but I didn’t see the point in keeping it empty, so I let it out.”

  “Oh,” Jill said. “That’s good then, as long as you’re settled somewhere.”

  Ax breathed out and rubbed his eyes. She didn’t know what had happened but there was a sudden awkwardness about him and it made her sit up and stare at him with accusation.

  “What?” she asked with worry. “What’s wrong?”

  Ax looked into her eyes and took hold of her hand.

  “You asked me where I’d been,” he said slowly.

  Jill felt her stomach lurch. Was he about to kick her to the curb?

  “I was out of town on a secret mission,” he said slowly and with purpose. “I couldn’t tell you before because I wasn’t sure I could trust you.”

  It felt like a kick in the stomach and Jill frowned at him.

  “You must understand, Jill, in the world I live in, it’s hard to trust anyone.”

  And she had to give him that. She could see how that would be the case.

  “I mean, look at what’s just happened down at the club,” he continued. “If you hadn’t been smart enough to mention to me what was going on, who fucking knows what would have happened.” He shook his head with disbelief.

  “But now?” Jill asked.

  “But now, of course, I know I can trust you, babe, and I want to tell you where I’ve been. I want you to know everything about me.”

  “Where were you?” she asked cautiously.

  Ax took hold of her hand and pulled her closer to him, looking deeply into her eyes.

  “Remember I told you about the town I grew up in?”

  “Mountain boy…” she smiled fondly.

  “Exactly,” he said. “I’ve had a life away from Slate Springs, I know another area like the back of my hand. So Bull and King sent me out there to see what I could find… This is top secret, no one knows… but we’re starting another charter. We need another town by our side to make sure we can defeat The Iron Riders once and for all. I’ve been back home and I was put in touch with someone who knows of a town not far from there and after looking into everything, I can see that the place is wide open. It’s open for us. They need us and we need them.”

  “Where is it?” Jill asked with wide eyes.

  “I grew up in a town called Lost Creek,” he said fondly. “A quiet little place in the mountains with plenty of secrets of its own, and now the neighboring town is going to be the beginning of the next phase of The Forsaken Riders’ legacy. We are expanding and we are going to thrive.”

  “So… What does this mean?” Jill was confused.

  “It means I have to leave, baby,” he said as he ran a hand through her hair.

  Jill’s heart sank to the ground. After all they had found in each other, and after all they had been through, he was leaving Slate Springs. He was going to be out of her life. The realization made her eyes burn with sadness.

  “Oh…” she managed to whimper as she looked away from him, blinking away the tears.

  “But I want you to come with me,” he said. “I want you to be alongside me on this journey. I need you there, babe, you’re as much a part of the Forsaken as I am. You’re my family now.”

  He gripped her hand and kissed it.

  Jill’s head was spinning.

  “Know this,” he said sternly. “If we just stay here, The Iron Riders are coming… I’m sure of that. Slate Springs will crumble and nothing you know will ever be the same again.” He was being deadly serious, and Jill could feel the urgency in his voice. “We have to strengthen our position. We have to expand and conquer, and destroy The Iron Riders, once and for all…”

  He cupped Jill’s face and kissed her softly on the lips.

  They were in this together now. She didn’t want to walk away from him or the family she had made with the bikers. He was right. They were a family.

  “I’ll always be there for you,” Jill told him. “Wherever you need me to be. Keep me safe, and I’ll support you and be by your side always. I promise.”

  Ax kissed her again and held her close to his chest. They really had found something in one another. Something strong, something unbreakable. And now, they were already planning their future. They already had the next step.

  They were going to be leaving Slate Springs. A new dawn was approaching, The Forsaken Riders were about to embark on an important journey, and Jill had proved herself and been chosen to be there with them every step of the way.

  “So where are we going?” she smiled as they lay back down and cuddled together.

  “Oak Lake,” he said as he wrapped his arm tightly around her and she felt the warmth from his body spread across to hers. “A town called Oak Lake… that’s where the next part of our history begins.”

  Jill had never heard of the place, or of Lost Creek. But she was sure she would love it. Ax had promised to make sure she experienced the mountain air, she just hadn’t known it would happen so soon.

  Life had a funny way of throwing bumps into the road, and Jill had had her fair share of tests on her journey to find happiness. She had been disappointed and let down, but as she lay there with her man, Ax, now she knew one thing for sure…

  She had finally found the real deal.

  He was what she had always been waiting for.

  THE END

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  1.

  Poppy felt like high-fiving her boss as she walked out of work on that miserable Thursday afternoon, but it wouldn’t have been on his hand… It would have been right in his face. She tried not to scowl at him as she brushed past and made for the exit, but her feelings were too strong to hide. He was everything she hated about men, and yet, she was stuck with him day in and day out with no way of escape. He was arrogant and rude, and completely inappropriate when it came to flirting with her outrageously, and yet, she felt as if she had to grin and bear it just to stop herself from becoming the target of even more cringe-worthy advances.

  She had worked at the store for six months, and although it had originally been as a stop gap, she was starting to fear that maybe working the cash register at a convenience store was going to become her destiny. Nothing else had presented itself to her in the time that she had worked there, and she still found herself in the same position at home. She was working the same shift every day and living with her crazy family. She couldn’t help but wonder when life was going to pick up and she could really start to live, instead of just existing.

  As she made her way to the car, she felt as if the weight of the world had been lifted from her shoulders and as she sank down into the driver’s seat, she breathed a sigh of relief. She had survived another week, and now, she was officially on vacation.

  She started the engine, put the car in drive and reversed out of her parking spot. She rolled down the windows and cranked up the music, and even though she knew that he could possibly still see her and that it would no doubt get her fired, she lifted her hand up out of the window and flipped her boss the bird as she sped out of the parking lot.

  Poppy tapped her hands on the wheel as she made her way through town and thought about the week ahead. It had been a long time since she had been on vacation, and she couldn’t wait to get away for a few days and just unwind. Even if she was going with her family, she was sure that there would be moments when she could take herself away from all of their drama and spend some time by herself. She deserved it, after all.

  She turned a corner and she could see her family home up ahead. Most days, when she approached, she was just glad to be out of work, but today was different… She had left there under a cloud that morning and she was dreading facing her mother. She thought back to the argument that had taken place in the kitchen, back when Poppy was still weary with sleep and her mother had thought it was the opportune moment to drag to the surface all of Poppy’s insecurities and fears. She knew, more than anyone, that she was nearly twenty-five and didn’t have a solid career, a place of her own, or a man… But she didn’t want to be reminded of it, and especially by her mom.

  “You need to shape up, Poppy,” she had said. “And fast, because you’re not getting any younger… It’s about time you were finding yourself a man, settling down and really thinking about what you want to do with your life…”

  It had made Poppy want to cry. The words were like venom and they had hurt. But she was a strong girl, and even though it had cut her deeply, she was determined that she wouldn’t dwell on the opinions of others.

  As she pulled up into the driveway and looked up at the house, she could see her family inside, they were all buzzing around and preparing themselves for the week ahead. Her younger brother was jumping around the kitchen and even though he was sixteen, Poppy still saw him as a little kid. She smiled. Even though he could be a nightmare at times, he was still more fun to be around than her tricky parents.

  She slammed the car door behind her and walked up to the house. The sound of their voices all drifted out to meet her and she had to suck in a lungful of air as she prepared herself to enter. Her mother’s words still echoed in her mind, and even though she had decided that she would try to forget, it was proving more difficult than she had thought.

  “Poppy,” her father said with a wry drawl as she opened the door and stepped inside. “How was your day?”

  She had been expecting a scowl or a look of disapproval, but he seemed happy for once, and so did her mom. They all flitted around the island in the center of the kitchen whilst her mother prepared dinner, and her younger brother James kicked his soccer ball up from the floor and onto his knees.

  Poppy smiled back and set down her purse as she closed the back door behind her. Her mother looked up and smiled sharply from between tightly closed lips.

  “Good, thanks,” Poppy replied as she walked over to the refrigerator and opened up the doors.

  James kicked the ball again and the slap, slap of it hitting the floor and then his knee was the only sound in the room. There was a tension in the air, but Poppy wasn’t going to give in to it. She was free from work and her pervy boss for ten whole days, and she was going to damn well enjoy it.

  “Smells good,” she beamed as she turned and smiled at her mother. “What are you cooking?”

  “Pot roast,” her mom said as she raised a suspicious eyebrow. “I thought I may as well use up what was left over before we head off.”

  “Great,” Poppy smiled as she slapped her hands together. “I’m starving.”

  The tension began to evaporate and James stopped kicking his soccer ball and sat down at one of the high stools next to the island.

  “What time are we leaving?” he asked as he reached over and grabbed a handful of chips from a bowl on the counter. “I want to get there as soon as we can so I can head out to the lake and go fishing.”

  “Bright and early! Don’t you worry!” their father grinned.

  Poppy felt like rolling her eyes but knew that she had to remain chipper. She smiled from ear to ear and nodded enthusiastically. Even though she was looking forward to the break, the idea of the car journey with her highly strung family was kind of terrifying.

  “Are you packed?” her mom looked up at her and Poppy instantly felt herself tense.

  “Not yet,” she said sheepishly. “But I will be…” She turned and grabbed a glass from one of the cupboards and ran it under the faucet. She sipped the cool water and tried to ignore the daggers shooting from her mom’s eyes. Poppy was sure that they used to be friends, but since she had returned from college and fallen into the small town trap of working for peanuts and living back at home with her parents, it was like all of her mother’s admiration for her had vanished. It killed Poppy inside, even though she would never admit it.

  “We won’t wait for you if you’re late,” her mom said waspishly. “We want to enjoy our vacation, not spend it waiting on you.”

  Poppy tensed and felt tears prick the corners of her eyes. She turned and headed for the door.

  “Don’t worry, I won’t get in the way,” she said, instantly regretting agreeing to go away with them at all in the first place.

  “Where are you going?” her mom asked. “Dinner is almost ready.”

  Poppy shrugged and shook her head. “It’s okay, I’m not hungry anymore,” she said as she walked out of the room and slammed the door lightly behind her.

  As she walked up the stairs, her heart was pounding and her fists were clenched tightly together. She had never been so humiliated and she couldn’t believe that it was her own mother that was making her feel so small and useless. She pushed open the door to her bedroom and closed it behind her and let out a heavy sigh. She knew it had almost been too good to be true to expect her family to be in a good mood when she had come home… But at least they wouldn’t be confined to the house for the upcoming week.

 
Poppy threw open her closet doors and looked inside. She had a huge selection of denim shorts, skimpy tees, and dresses, which she could pair with sneakers or sandals, but her motivation for her vacation had pretty much all disappeared.

  “Come on,” she coached herself, “once we’re there, you don’t even have to see them.”

  She pulled her suitcase out from the bottom of the closet, heaved it up onto the bed and opened it. She would pack fast and then she would get herself to bed. She didn’t want to wake up cranky and then have to endure the car journey feeling even more annoyed and agitated than necessary.

  She folded in the clothes and breathed a sigh of relief. She would switch off and try to forget her mother’s cruel words and the feeling of dread that she had inside of her. It had been a tough few months back at home, but this weekend, she was escaping it all and heading for the mountains. She could spend the entire week lying in the sun, basking by the lakes or even heading up in the lifts to the tops of the mountains to ski, hike or take in the views. She didn’t want to admit that she would much rather be lying on a beach somewhere, sipping a cocktail and being waited on by hunky men in tight underwear, but whatever this little mountain town had to throw at her, she would have to make it work.

  She closed the suitcase and pulled it down to the floor. As she flopped down on the bed, her stomach was growling with hunger and all she wanted to do was sneak downstairs and take a plate of food, but she wouldn’t give her mom the satisfaction. Instead, she wrapped her blanket around her shoulders and closed her eyes.

  Only one more sleep and then she would be out of there. Whether her family were in tow or not, she was going to make sure she had the best vacation ever.