STEEL TEMPTATION (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) Page 15

  “Hey, bro!” a voice boomed.

  The kiss ended and Nate looked back.

  Blaine stood there. “We have to…”

  “I know.”

  “Hey, if you’re uh, you know, you need an extra hand?” Blaine grinned. “I mean, you get to pick what hole you want first. But between us…”

  “Fuck off,” Nate yelled. “Not going to happen.”

  “Never going to happen,” Mia added.

  Blaine pointed at her, winking. “You know, the more you resist, the harder I get.”

  He turned and walked away.

  “Fucking asshole,” Nate growled.

  He then felt Mia slide her hand into his. She squeezed and Nate squeezed back.

  He looked at her. “Babe, there’s enough cash here to…”

  “But it’s not you,” Mia said.

  “I’m not… I’m trouble.”

  “Good. Maybe I’m looking for trouble then.”

  Nate had nothing else to say. Sometimes people just dug their own holes and jumped right inside. Other times Nate had to dig the hole himself… old school style.

  This was different.

  He and Mia had dug a huge hole together. They were inside it.

  Nate looked down at his hand connected to Mia’s.

  Christ…

  It felt good to hold her hand. Even as they walked away from a scene of destruction. Dead bodies behind them, bleeding out. Poker tables flipped over. The entire scene illegal and with implications of a lot of jail time. Fuck, life sentences waiting in the balance.

  Outside, Nate made sure to scan the scene. Making sure there were no surprises waiting. The MC had parked their rides far enough away that nobody knew they were there. Just in case anyone had been outside.

  The truth was that they were hoping for something better busting into the game than what they found. Then again, at least some of the Coast Road MC were taken off the streets. The game was trashed. The message sent that Back Down Devil MC was here and they weren’t backing down.

  But it also put Mia in a bad spot.

  Judge Jake would know she set it all up.

  That made her life even more fragile.

  Nate met up with Miller and the others. He gave Mia his helmet and then climbed on his motorcycle. She was behind him, wearing that damn bikini thing and it was driving him wild. It pissed him off that she was forced to wear something like that and get subjected to nothing but eye fucks all night.

  Then again, Nate couldn’t wait to get her back to the clubhouse and rip it off her body.

  twenty-one.

  Of all places to start, Nate grabbed Mia’s left hand and lifted it up. His fingers pulled at the leather bracelet, opening it and letting it fall to the ground. He then brought Mia’s wrist to his lips, kissing it. He considered all she’d gone through so far. There had been marks on her wrists from the clasps that Back Down Devil put her in to keep her hidden. And then she had to endure being dressed like this.

  Nate repeated that same move to her other hand. He then reached up and slipped a hand behind her neck. His fingers squeezed at her, the tips forcing their way behind the leather necklace, pulling it even tighter. Mia looked uncomfortable, afraid, but Nate wasn’t going to hurt her.

  This was about fucking trust.

  He pulled at the button clasp. It made a pop sound and fell off Mia’s neck. Nate replaced the tight leather necklace with his mouth. He went right in for the kill, his lips pressing against her neck, his tongue flickering her skin, teeth grazing down and around to her throat. Kissing up the other side, Nate moved to her ear. Nibbling, he pressed his body to hers, his other hand creeping around to the small of her neck.

  This was too good, too real.

  Nate reversed the same kissing, down her neck, around her throat, up the other sides. He then stuck his nose into her hair, inhaling the scent of the night. A mix of sweat, shampoo, maybe fear and desire all mixed in there too.

  Both of Nate’s hands then went to the clasp on the bikini top. He twisted it, opening it with ease. His fingers slid along her arms, taking the top with him. It fell to the floor and Mia stood topless. Her small, perky breasts stared back at him. Her nipples were already hard, perfectly round nubs, ready for tasting. Nate cupped under her breasts, his thumbs moving over her nipples. Her skin prickled to his touch, her hands grabbing at his t-shirt.

  Her hands traveled up to his shoulders and pushed, wanting his leather cut off.

  Nate let it fall to the floor.

  Mia then grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted. There was a second when Nate thought about not letting her do this. He just wanted to fuck her. Hold her. Cross the line but not go too far.

  Fuck it…

  Nate let Mia take his shirt off. Her hands then clawed at him, down his chest, over his scars. She kept going down, right to the top of his jeans. Her hands gripped the top of his jeans and she pulled him toward her. Her lips were lined up to his chest and she started to kiss him.

  From scars to tattoos, Mia’s tongue explored Nate’s chest - and down - leaving his cock aching, tucked away in his jeans. She then inched down just a little more, bending her knees.

  “Fuck, babe,” Nate growled. “Get on your knees right now. I want to fill your fucking mouth.”

  Mia ran her tongue up and then off Nate’s body. She looked up at him, her eyes on fire. She then lowered herself to her knees, pulling at Nate’s jeans. She stuck her ass out, the bottom of the leather bikini showing. Nate felt his shaft throbbing with an impossible need. He made fists, giving Mia half a minute to get his cock in her mouth.

  She pulled at his belt buckle. When it gave way from his belt, he watched the way her small tits danced. Every time she moved, it happened. Like her body was doing everything possible to make him unable to get rid of her. Fuck, he really wanted her here with him. Even beyond all this shit going on.

  Mia opened Nate’s jeans and slid them down to his knees. His cock was long, hard, just waiting for Mia’s tongue and lips. Then she curled her hands around Nate’s jeans tighter, leaving them at his knees. She looked up at him again. That’s when she opened her mouth. The tip of her tongue sought out the bottom of Nate’s shaft. She slowly licked him all the way to his tip. Her lips slowly climbed over him, inching down. She quickly pulled back. The sudden motion left Nate thrusting and trying to catch his breath. He never had someone who made him want to come so hard and so fast before.

  With the tip of her tongue again, Mia crept down the side of his cock, all the way to his root. She then turned her head, kissing his dick from the side. She shut her eyes and slid back up. This time when her lips got to his tip, she wasted no time in taking him inside her mouth. Quickly, she had half of Nate in her mouth. He watched as she strained to open wider, her eyes still shut, her face almost wincing, wanting to take more - all of him - into her mouth. She went as far as she could, made a groaning gurgling sound and then hurried back off him. When she did, she let out a small gasp and hurried to lick her lips.

  “Fuck, babe,” Nate groaned. “You like that, don’t you? My cock choking you. Get it again, before I grab you and fuck you.”

  Mia opened her mouth and went right back to work. Her hands pulled at his jeans, wanting him to fuck her mouth. Nate couldn’t resist that. He pushed and pulled, watching and feeling his shaft sliding between her lips. His right hand touched the back of her head. Fingers curled around her hair. Nate controlled himself, refusing to let Mia get the best of him. But, fuck, her lips were so perfect. Her mouth just enough for him. The way she fought to keep her tongue moving.

  He felt the rush building within himself.

  He pulled at Mia’s hair, wanting her off his cock. Mia fought him for a few seconds, wanting to go down on him again. So Nate gave it to her. He opened his hand, pressed the back of her head, and thrust forward. He wanted damn near all of his cock to move into her mouth. Mia let his jeans go and clawed at his legs, trying to push him back. She let out a whimpering sound and her hands s
tarted to shake.

  Nate let up on his grip and Mia was able to move away from him. She fell back to the floor on her ass. Gasping for air, blinking hard. She wiped a stray tear as she stared at Nate. He stepped out of his jeans and then dropped to his knees, on the floor, next to the damn bed. He leaned forward and over Mia. She had her knees bent, legs open. Leaning back a little, topless, a devilish beauty of a dream.

  Nate went right for her chest, taking her left breast into his mouth with ease. He suckled hard, letting his tongue swirl around her nipple. He then darted his tongue up and down, feeling how erect her nipple was. Mia touched the back of his head and Nate pulled her hand away.

  He looked up at her. “No. You stay just like that. Don’t fucking move. Don’t fucking touch me. I just want you to scream.”

  Nate moved down and grabbed the top of the leather bottoms. He tore them down Mia’s legs and his hands went right to the inside of her knees. He spread Mia wide open and came forward with force. His mouth covered Mia’s pussy, tasting her warm sweetness. His tongue explored her bottom to top, feeling the softness of her folds and her tender bud, her clit super sensitive to his touch. Each time his tongue rolled over her clit Mia thrust at him. He reached up with one hand, cupping her breast. Squeezing tight, then his fingertips pinched and pulled at her nipple. He twisted, making Mia cry out, then he let her go.

  His tongue was rampant, his thirst for her uncontrollable. He felt her throbbing against his tongue when he forced himself into her pussy. She was getting close to climax and Nate wanted it all. Reaching down between his own legs, he gripped his thick shaft and started to pump. He couldn’t contain himself, needing to feel. His appetite was voracious, more than any other time he could remember in his wild life.

  As he suckled against Mia’s beautiful clit, he wasn’t going to let up. She cried out his name - just as he wanted. She broke the rule and reached to the back of his head with her right hand. She pushed, wanting him tighter, harder, faster. Nate stayed with her, bringing her to her climax. When she started to come, her heels dug into the floor and she lifted her body off the floor. She rocked up and down against Nate’s mouth, his tongue working with her, pressing into her center, feeling that gush of her sweetness pouring out of her.

  Nate’s hand squeezed tight around his cock. He was ready to explode himself.

  He opened his hand and took his mouth away from Mia. She was still rocking, her head back, both hands to the floor.

  On his knees, Nate slipped his hands to her ass and came forward, pressing to her slit. He eased himself deep into her body. He fucked Mia as she tried to keep herself balanced in a bridge position. Her small tits gently bounced. Her pussy was wildly wet, throbbing, tight.

  Nate moved his hands up her back and then pulled. He fell back and turned, putting himself against the side of the bed. Mia was then on top of him, her pussy on top of his cock. She then quickly started to move up and down. Riding him. Pumping at him. Her hands to his shoulders, feet coming forward, trying to stay with Nate’s thrusts.

  There was no stopping his need right now. His hands gripped her ass tight, spreading her wider. His mouth, eye level with her breasts, started to taste her again. Hurrying to make sure he nibbled against both her breasts, tasting the sweat on her neck and throat. Mia kept moving and Nate fucked up, deep inside her, feeling the depths of her body. When she started to pulse against him again, losing her speed - and breath - she was coming for a second time. She moved so slow… inching up, up, up, then down, down, down, groaning the entire time.

  Nate put his hands to the back of Mia’s legs and started to move her faster. He felt the rush between his legs mounting. He put his head back and let out one last grunt as the satisfying feeling let go. His cock throbbed, spilling deep into Mia’s perfect body. She lowered herself on him and just held there, rocking her hips left to right, front and back, her insides squeezing and milking everything out of Nate.

  It was impossible for it to feel this good. Good enough… that Nate didn’t want any other for the rest of his fucking life.

  The thought scared him. And when Mia looked down at him, it got worse. Their eyes connected, his right hand moved up to her neck, and then they started to kiss. A slow, deep, sensual kiss, Nate’s cock still inside her body, gently throbbing. Mia moved her body slowly and eventually pulled off of him.

  Nate got to his feet, his hands never leaving Mia’s body. He scooped her off her feet and took her to the bed. There he lingered over her for a few seconds before kissing her forehead.

  “Sleep,” he whispered.

  “I don’t want to,” Mia replied. “I don’t want this to end.”

  “Nobody said it had to,” Nate replied.

  He kissed her forehead again and then Mia curled up into him.

  This was dangerous.

  For their lives… and their hearts.

  The next morning, Nate opened his eyes and saw Mia sitting on the corner of the bed. She was still naked from the night before, the creamy color of her bare skin so pretty. Her shoulders, back, down the crack of her ass, like she was put together to throw everything Nate thought he knew out the window.

  He sat up, the covers falling down his body.

  “Hey,” he said.

  Mia looked back. Her hair fell in front of her eyes but not before he saw the fear.

  “What is it?”

  “He wants to see me,” Mia whispered. “To talk about plans.”

  “The judge…”

  “Yeah. Uncle Jake.”

  Nate shook his head. “No. I don’t like that. At all. You can’t go near him again.”

  “Nate, if I don’t go… he’ll make things happen again.”

  “I don’t care. Let the war come right here. I’ll fight it here.”

  “He wants to pay me for my time and then talk about plans. That’s all. Probably try to cover up what happened. You know? Make sure I’m okay. I can tell him whatever you want. If it’ll help you guys out. I can tell him you guys were caught off guard by the other MC and that you’re worried.”

  “That’s bullshit,” Nate said. “You don’t need to see him ever again.”

  Mia looked forward and hung her head.

  Nate felt a tear rip through his heart. Christ, there had been a time when he used that line so much. You don’t need to see him ever again. You don’t need to see your family. You’ll never see your kids.

  All those demons were clawing at him.

  Nate leaned forward and reached for Mia’s shoulder. “Hey, babe, I’m just trying to protect you. That’s all.”

  “I need to find out what happened to Jacob,” Mia whispered. “I just need to know he’s okay. I’m sorry, Nate. Whatever happens with my uncle, I need to make sure that Jacob is okay. That he’ll have somewhere to go when this is all done.”

  “And what about you?” Nate asked. “Where are you going when this is all done?”

  Mia looked back again, tears in her eyes. “I don’t know. I don’t really care either.”

  “You can crash here.”

  “I can crash? That’s it? Just… crash…”

  Nate sighed. “I like you. A real lot, babe. I mean, I’m falling for you right now. You see this life. There is no escaping it because I want it.”

  Mia nodded. “I know. I’ve never had anything feel like this before. I keep telling myself it’s everything else pushing in, but it’s the opposite. It’s inside me, Nate, pushing out. To you. For you. Because of you.”

  Mia turned. Her perky breasts, slender shoulders, beautiful face. All for the goddamn taking. She leaned toward Nate and he grabbed her, pulling her right on top of him. He then held her for a few minutes in silence.

  Shutting his eyes, he said, “You should go then. To do what you have to do.”

  “I have to make sure…”

  “I get it. But you have to be careful. This is even more real, Mia. If he comes near you…”

  “I can get away,” Mia whispered.

  She kissed Na
te’s chest. It sent a fire through his body.

  Nate reached for the nightstand and opened the top drawer. He took out a small gun and placed it on his stomach.

  “Jesus Christ,” Mia said.

  “Take this,” Nate said. “Just in case. If he tries to fucking touch you, shoot him. I’ll cover for you. I’ll figure something out.”

  Mia lifted her head. “Nate…”

  “No,” he growled at her. “I care about you too much to send you over there blind. You don’t know what you’re going to be walking into. You know how to play it, so I trust you, babe. I don’t like it, but I trust you.”

  “I’ll be back,” Mia said. “I promise.”

  She lifted herself to her knees, looking stunning.

  Nate’s eyes scanned down her body, tracing her curves with his memory. Looking between her legs, they were just a little open, enough for him to see the curve and beauty of her slit.

  Instead of reaching between her legs, he reached up and touched her cheek. “Don’t promise anything you can’t control, babe.”

  Mia opened her mouth and Nate shook his head.

  No more words. We’ve already crossed the line, putting it miles behind us. We just can’t…

  Mia leaned down and kissed Nate.

  One quick and perfect kiss. Wrapped in enough romance to make anyone sick. It pissed Nate off that he let it become this. Too late to turn back now, so he walked Mia out of the clubhouse and to her car. She got in the car, started it, and started to creep forward. Nate let her go without going for another kiss. There was a sense of control he demanded of himself.

  Guided by heart was not the way to get through this fight.

  The car left and Nate set out for prospects. Part of him wanted to fight a couple, just to relieve some stress. Instead, he grabbed two by their cuts and put them against the wall.

  “Get on your ride and follow Mia,” he growled. “You don’t let her see you. You don’t let anyone see you. If anything seems wrong, you call me. Got it?”

  “Yes,” they both said at the same time.

  “And if you get tagged… swallow a bullet. This is warfare. There’s no prisoners.”

  Nate walked away. He cracked his knuckles. The last time he felt this tense was right before shit hit the fan with the family.