Burning Desires (Blue Bandits MC Book 4) (9 page)

The warm whisper sent shivers of a different kind down her spine and she was suddenly breathless with desire. Unable to process the quick change from fear to desire, she wasn’t ready for his teeth to nip at her ear, tugging the lobe before kissing his way from her ear to her mouth. Kelsey wanted to scream or at the very least protest but her raging libido wouldn’t let her. Then his mouth was on hers and his tongue was spearing through her parted lips to explore. Kelsey didn’t know what happened but it was as if an electrical shock hit her body and she was suddenly liquid with desire.

Kelsey moaned and twisted slightly, unable to stop the invasion and unsure that she really wanted to anymore. Burner let out a growling sound as he cupped the back of her head, pressing her forwards so that he could devour her. He released her hands and she wrapped them around his neck pulling him closer. His teeth nipped at her lips before his mouth kissed across her jaw, nipping at her skin before scraping his teeth over her neck. He pulled back slightly, groaning before he grabbed two handfuls of her ass and lifted her. Setting her on the counter, he stepped between her legs before quickly taking her mouth again.

His hands were rough when he grabbed her hair, pulling it to hold her mouth in place, invading it with his tongue. Kelsey felt like she was on fire from the lust that raged through her; it was almost like flames burning in her soul and it scared her. She’d never lost herself to passion as she was at the moment. Even knowing that at any moment her sister or Tally could come back here for something, she was ready to let him take her right here on this counter. Her pulse pounded in her ears and her hands curled around his leather vest holding him to her.

Burner’s hands moved to her hips and he pulled her to the edge. Kelsey helped by wrapping her legs around him and allowing his hands to push her shirt up, his lips still clinging to hers as he growled and grabbed a handful of her ass. She felt the bite of his fingers digging into her flesh.

That was when there was a loud commotion and a thump from the hallway making Kelsey jump. Burner ripped himself from her standing a foot away panting, his eyes that dark indigo that seemed to burn with fire as he stared at her.

They watched each other for a moment with him panting as he stared at her and Kelsey trying to come to grips with what had just happened. How the hell had this gotten so out of hand from just a kiss? A dark look came over his face and he stepped back towards her and Kelsey trembled, wondering if he would finish what he’d just started. But he didn’t kiss her; instead he placed both hands on the counter on either side of her, leaning in till his nose was almost touching hers.

“Listen to me and listen well because I will only say this once.
Run
,” he rumbled roughly. “I won’t stop the next time and trust me, you don’t want that. Not a good girl like you.” He snorted and his face twisted in a grimace.

“I won’t warn you again. If I ever get my hands on you a second time, I will
fuck
you. It will be hot and nasty and I can guarantee you would enjoy it but it wouldn’t be a relationship. It wouldn’t happen more than once and I can bet it would hurt you. You want the fairytale, babe, and that’s not something you’re going to get from a man like me or a man like Hammer. Find some nice guy who will take you soft and sweet because you can’t handle what I’d want to do to you. What any man like me would want. We’d use your body to get off and walk away without a second thought. Kelsey, we aren’t for you. Don’t come here again,” he snarled, his breath on her lips teasing them.

She couldn’t help the trembling of her hands as she gripped the counter leaning back from him as he crowded her, his face contorted in a cruel twist that made her wonder what type of man she was dealing with. He hadn’t hurt her so she didn’t think he was talking about raping her despite the threatening nature of his words.

“I’ve already told you that you are not the boss of me, Burner. You dragged me back here and––and forced your kiss on me–” Kelsey jumped when he slammed his hands down on the counter on either side of her as she uttered those last words.

“Little girl, you need to check yourself because I will not tell you again to stop acting like you can handle any of this. I’m not warning you again.” Burner’s eyes were boring into hers and his hands moved to grab her arms shaking her slightly.  “Don’t come close enough to tempt me. I won’t be responsible if you do. My club isn’t the place for a soft little bird that doesn’t know what she’s dealing with. Now take my advice and run before it’s too damned late.” He leaned close enough to nip her lips one last time before he growled and jerked himself away from her, slamming out of the back room and leaving her sitting on the counter wondering what the fuck had just happened.

She stared at the door, her blood pumping thickly in her veins with her insides shaking so bad she couldn’t seem to breathe. Kelsey managed to slip off the counter and was about to head back downstairs to finish the inventory when Hanna rushed into the back room. Her look was frantic as she took in Kelsey before glancing around the room as if searching for something, her eyes finally landing on hers.

“Are you okay, I thought I heard something fall?” Hanna asked, watching her carefully.

“I just slammed the door when I came back from the bathroom. I’m fine and nothing fell,” Kelsey told her, trying to hide the fact that she was still quivering from her encounter with Burner. She turned away, not wanting Hanna to notice that something was off about her.

“Was someone messing with you? Did something happen?” Hanna demanded.

“No, I was just pissed I was having to do the inventory and slammed the door a little hard. It’s no big deal,” Kelsey told her and headed towards the stairs without turning around.

“Kells?” Hanna said from behind her, making Kelsey turn to look at her, anger beginning to take over the fear allowing her to feel steadier than she had a moment before.

“What?” she snapped at her sister, seeing her narrowed eyes and tightened lips.

“Geez, little sister, you don’t have to be such a bitch because you got drunk and lost a bet,” Hanna grumbled, glaring at her.

Letting out a sigh, Kelsey shot her sister the bird before stomping down the stairs to the sound of her sister’s laughter.

Chapter Eight

Kelsey leaned against the bar, her head aching, because for some reason last night despite being off she’d been up till four am. It wouldn’t have been so bad if she hadn’t had to get up this morning at seven because then she wouldn’t have stinging eyes and the headache from hell. Tally was serving drinks to some of the last customers in the bar. Kelsey was glad that it was only about an hour before they closed.

Thankfully, she hadn’t seen Burner since that night two weeks ago when she’d done inventory. It wasn’t that he hadn’t been to the bar, it was just that he hadn’t been here on nights when she was working. Hanna had told her that he was in here with Hammer and Bull just last night actually.

Kelsey hadn’t asked about him; her sisters had been talking about the Blue Bandits coming in to ask if they’d had any other women complain about getting sick in the last few weeks since the night that he’d been here. Apparently the woman he’d sent home that night had been drugged and they were trying to determine if it was a single person trying to get even with her or something that was going on more often. Greta and Hanna hadn’t heard any complaints and neither had she so they were thinking that it was someone going after the woman.

Not encountering Burner after what had happened the last time was a relief. She still wasn’t sure what the hell had happened, only that she had never before felt desire like that overtake her senses. Just remembering it frightened her because of its intensity. She couldn’t seem to put it out of her mind and it was why she’d avoided going out with Hammer the last time he’d asked. It had thankfully been a night that she’d had to work that he’d asked her to go out so she hadn’t lied when she said she couldn’t because she had to be here.

Kelsey knew that eventually she would have to tell him that she didn’t think she could go out with him again because she couldn’t see herself settling for a lukewarm connection after feeling the blistering heat of desire that Burner had shown her. Not that she wanted anything to do with him, he was a damned asshole, but after tasting passion like that, she knew that she needed to find a man who inspired that kind of desire who wasn’t a total dickhead.

“Hey, can you throw out the trash? I would but I have to grab the case of beer from downstairs. It will get us out of here faster,” Tally asked, making her stand up straight.

She really was ready to get out of here tonight and it was slow being a Sunday. Her aching head protested the movement and she wanted to groan but if they got the bar restocked and most of the trash thrown out before the bar was closed, she might actually get out of here at four instead of four thirty.

“Sure,” Kelsey said, grabbing the bags he’d already removed from the bins. “When I get back in I’ll start on the tables too so we can both get out of here.”

“Good plan. Leave the door open and just set it outside by the door and we can pitch it in the burners on our way out,” Tally said, frowning a bit.

Kelsey rolled her eyes carrying the bags to the back door. He was being as ridiculous as her sisters were because she could defend herself. Her father had taught all of his daughters how to get away from a man and her sisters and Tally knew that. Why they insisted on treating her like she was a damned child was beyond her. She carried the bags outside leaving the door open but walking to the trash burners.

She opened the lid, tossed the two bags inside and slammed the lid, hitting the button to incinerate it before turning to head back inside. She’d taken two steps when she heard a moan from the end of the alleyway close to the front of the building. Turning to look at the darkened area near the front of the club, Kelsey settled her feet and looked towards the place where the moan had come from.

“Help,” a scratchy male voice croaked and she took a step forward debating if she should go back inside and get Tally or go over to see what was wrong with the man. She stopped, debating her options as she searched the darkness. She should go back in and get Tally because going out into the dark was a stupid idea. “Please,” the voice pleaded.

“I’ll get help,” Kelsey said, turning to head back in to get Tally. She wasn’t expecting the second man who was coming up behind her to grab her and shove her back into the wall. She stumbled and fell backwards, smacking the back of her head hard on the brick wall. She scraped her palms as she attempted to catch herself. Her breath flew from her lungs and dizziness overtook her making her feel nauseous. Her ears were ringing and her headache went from annoying to blistering pain in that moment. Panting, trying to get her bearings, she heard a hissing voice behind her.

“Hurry up and cover her mouth before she decides to start screaming, you damned moron.”

Kelsey felt hard hands jerking on her arm and a hand roughly covered her mouth before she could recover from the blow to her head. She tried to get up and hit the man in the chest but all she managed to do was raise up slightly before she felt herself sway and the world tilted. Then she was being shoved to her back on the cold concrete and two men were holding her down. One had his hand over her mouth and the other was jerking at her jeans.

Kelsey felt the world spinning and twisted her head to try and get away from the man holding her mouth so she could scream. It made the dizziness worse and she tried again to scream but all that came out was a muffled grunt. Kelsey suddenly wished she’d listened to Tally when he told her to just set the trash outside as she realized she was about to be raped because she hadn’t. Fear made the disoriented feelings increase and despite her kicks at the man who’d managed to get her jeans almost off, he was able to land on top of her, his weight heavy and his hands bruising as they held her down.

Burner pulled up to Tricky Bitches. He needed a fucking drink because he was having a really shitty night. He’d gone out to meet with a contact and found the woman beaten half to death on the floor of her tiny apartment. Apparently her Headhunter lover had caught on that she was giving information to him and he’d tried to beat her to death. Burner had taken her to Lance and found that she likely wouldn’t make it through the night because he hadn’t gotten her there in time for Lance to fix the damage.

He wanted to slam his fist into a fucking wall because she was just another woman whose association with him had gotten her killed.
Fuck
, he was sick to death of this bullshit. They needed to destroy the Headhunters before he went mad.

Burner climbed off his bike and was headed towards the door of the bar when he heard a muffled sound from the alley. He didn’t think anything of it at first but as he neared the door of the club he heard a beer bottle roll over the ground. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and he turned back towards the alley beside the bar feeling his hackles rise. Something wasn’t right. He stared into the dark for a long moment waiting and listening but didn’t hear anything. He paused, debating.