Tank Fallen Angel's MC 2 (7 page)

              Chapter 16

My heart hurts for Cher. I know she’s scared and I don’t think he was making empty threats either. I’ve known guys like that all my life.  They very rarely make empty threats.

The ride out to the lake was really awkward. We brought my truck since I have Bella now. It’s kind of strange not being on my bike for this trip but it makes me extremely happy to have Bella and Cher here this time. I’m usually solo on these trips picking up an Angel chaser along the way.

“Dad, who’s place is this?” Bella hops out of the truck looking around the property.

“The clubs. We own it.” Bella looks over at me smiling. I love to see that genuine smile on her face. She deserves to smile all the time like that.

Some days I wonder if I’m making the right choices for her. The club life isn’t easy and all I want is to see Bella happy. She had a shit life up until she came back to me. I don’t need her to say it, I can see it in her eyes. I can only hope that I give her something better than she had before. That’s my goal anyways.

“How many people are here?” She turns to me smiling. God that smile.

“The whole club. Plus a few from other chapters. You’ll meet them, good guys. There should be a few girls your age up here too.” I watch the light in her eyes and I can’t help but smile with her. She needs to have friends, but this whole situation is new to me. I don’t know how to take care of a teenager or how to let her have friends.

I watch as Bella runs towards the main cabin before I walk around the where Cher is standing.

“Come here darlin’.” I stand with my arm out to her before she walks into my side. I love having her next to me. It soothes me.

“I told you I won’t let him near you. This place is sacred to the club. A safe place. We both need to relax and unwind yeah?” Kissing the side of her head, she nods.

“I’ll try.” Chuckling I pull her into me closer. Oh, she will relax, I can guarantee that much.

“I plan on fuckin’ you until you can’t think about anythin’ else.” Cher’s head pops up and her eyes lock on mine. I think she likes that idea.

“You think you can do that?” The little twinkle in her eyes makes me what to prove it to her right now, standing here.

Spinning her around I push her against the truck pinning her hands between us.

Leaning in closer to her, I run my tongue down her neck watching the way her body shivers.

“Don’t test me sweetheart. I will have you naked and beggin’ me in no time.” Sucking her soft skin into my mouth, I run my hand between us and down her stomach.

Grabbing her mound roughly in my hand, I catch her gasp. Yeah, I know what to do to her to make her crazy for me. She doesn’t like to admit it but I know.

Moving my lips up to meet hers, I gently stroke my finger between her legs. I know I’m hitting the right spot when she tries to grind herself against me. Damn I love this.

“Tank please.” Damn I knew I had her in my hands.

“Beggin’ already?” Biting her bottom lip, she moans before I hear Bella screaming.

“DAD! Oh my god, can I get that hot guy to tattoo me?” Pulling back, I smile at Cher.

“Apparently there’s a hot guy doin’ tattoos. You want one too?” She beams up at me before kissing me slowly.

“I don’t think so but you might want to go make sure your daughter doesn’t get one.” Giggling slightly, I give her sweet pussy one last squeeze.

“I’m rippin’ this up later sweetheart.”  Turning around I grab her hand and drag her along with me before reaching down to adjust my rock hard dick. Shit, I can barely walk with it this hard.

“Are you serious?” Cher looks down where I’m arranging myself.

“What? You fuckin’ caused that shit. I can’t walk in there with the motherfucker like that.” Shifting a few more times, she giggles next to me.

“Keep laughin’. I told you what I’m doin’ to that later.” Cher’s eyes twinkle before I look away. That girl gets to me in so many ways I can barely keep up with it all.

After that little moment we shared, Cher feels a little more relaxed. I plan to make her a whole lot more relaxed once I have her in my cabin.

Stepping into the main house, I hear the buzz of a tattoo machine vibrating through the room.

“Took you long enough to get here.” Creed tosses me a beer as I nod.

“Have a teenager brother. She fuckin’ took an hour to pack a god damn bag.” Creed laughs as I walk towards the sound.

“Who the fuck let your punk ass in here?” My eyes land on the so-called hot tattoo guy.

The gun shuts off before he lays the machine on the table and stands up looking over at me.

“As I recall I was invited back here anytime.” He stands taller than he once had, full of confidence.

“That was a long fuckin’ time ago brother.”  Cher squeezes my hand next to me thinking that this shit is real. She doesn’t know it yet but I know the kid.

“Wasn’t that long ago. Although you do look old as shit.” Zane smiles before I let go of Cher and pull him into a hug.

Zane is a younger guy I met a long time ago. He was lost and trouble followed him.  His home life sucked and so did every other aspect for that matter.

Zane rides with another club although not by choice. It sort of just happened. He fell into a hard time and the club picked him up and took him in. It wasn’t in a good way either. This kid has lived through his own hell from all this shit.

“You look good brother. It’s fuckin’ good to see you.” Holding him close for a second, I know he needs it. Zane has always needed that extra boost of brotherhood.

“You too Tank. It’s been far too long man.” Pulling back I let him go.

“That it has. How’s life?” Zane drops back into his seat getting back to the tattoo he’s running on Torch.

“Been the same. I have some shit in motion though. Might not be seeing you guys for a while. Creed offered for me to come hang out with you so I took him up on it. I figured I could use a little brotherhood before shit comes down.” Zane doesn’t look up at me when he talks.

He’s always been a good kid with a shitty past but he has grown into a man that I’m proud of.

“You got a plan on gettin’ out?” Zane nods his head as I place my hand on his shoulder. Zane has been trying to find a way to move past everything that has happened in his short life and I hope like hell he does.

“Yep. Hope it all plays out as planned.” I hate the way he fell into the club life but I am proud of everything else he has accomplished.

“I’m glad brother. You deserve a chance at somethin’ better. I’m proud of you.” Zane stops as he looks over at me.

“You know that means a lot to me man.” Nodding I know just how much.

“So dad can I get one?” Bella hops up next to me smiling.

“Dad?” Zane stops to look over at Bella. Completely confused. I plaster a smile on my face before I introduce the two of them.

“Zane, this is my daughter Bella.” A smile lights up his face. He didn’t know about that part of my past either. Glad he’s here to share it now though.

“Fuckin’ hell brother! Congratulations.”

            Chapter 17

Bella has been stomping around and ogling Zane after I told her she couldn’t get a tattoo.

I kind of thought the little fit she threw was interesting to say the least. I have seen a few of those fits since she’s been back but this one by far was the best.

“She didn’t need one anyway. She’s far too beautiful.” Cher climbs in my lap as I sit out by the lake with a beer in hand.

“That she is. She’s a fuckin’ mess though.” Cher giggles before kissing my neck.

“Can I ask you somethin’?” Taking a new approach to this whole ex-boyfriend thing, I need information.

“Of course.” Nuzzling her face into my neck, I tighten my grip around her.

“I want to know his name. I want any information you have on him.” Cher tries to pull back but I hold her in place. She’s not getting off that easily.

“I don’t want to talk about it Tank. You said we were going to relax.” I know she doesn’t want to talk about it but I need a name at least to start to look into shit.

“I know but I need to get someone lookin’ into him. I need a name sweetheart.” Cher pulls back and looks up at me.

“Thomas Finch.” Her head drops back into place before I turn to kiss her forehead.

I don’t know why that name comes off as familiar but it does and not in a good way.

“Thank you.” Whispering softly against her she pulls back again.

“Can you promise me you won’t do anything crazy?” Her eyes are so full of concern but I can’t stop the smile that crosses my face. No one has ever worried about my safety before.

“I don’t make promises I can’t keep darlin’. It kind of comes with the territory. What I can say is I will make sure that motherfucker doesn’t come near you again.” Leaning in I capture her lips with mine. I savor every breath this woman takes. I need more of her.

With Cher lying on my chest, I tip my head back and relax.

I love the time that we have to come out here to the lake. It comforts me in a way. It gives me a chance to feel like a normal person and not the monster that I have become.

As much as I want something better for Bella there’s a part of me that loves the fact that she is a part of the club.

Being part of this is like having extended family. With that family comes protection. Even if something happened to me, I know Bella will always be protected. She will always be cared for.

In that sense, my heart fills with pride. When no one else wanted me this club took me in and made me a man. Made me the man I am today.

“What are you thinking about?” Cher runs her hand under my shirt and up my stomach. Damn I love feeling her hands on me.

“About my life. How I got this place. What made me who I am.” Before I can finish, her lips are on my stomach, her tongue tracing my muscles.

I suck in a breath before my hands travel down gripping her head. Damn she can set my body on fire.

“You better be careful what you start sweetheart.” Cher’s hands travel down to the button on my jeans. I know no one is out here and they can’t see from here either.

“I know what I’m starting.” Her breath against my skin makes me shudder. The things this woman can do to me is almost scary. I never thought a woman could make me feel as good as she does.

With a flick of the button on my jeans, she lowers herself down between my legs.

Yanking at my jeans, I raise my hips to help her. Cher pulls my jeans and boxers down as my rock hard dick stands at attention for her.

“You like lookin’ at it?” Her eyes flick to mine as she licks her lips. Fuck me, those lips.

Before I can say another word, she is on her hands and knees with my dick deep in her mouth. Fuck, she didn’t even give me a chance to react.

My hand tangles in her hair as she sucks me hard.

“Fuck Cher!” The words barely leave my mouth. My dick is hitting the back of her throat and I don’t know if I can last very long. Her mouth is like a safe haven for my dick and I love it.

Hissing between my teeth, her head bobs up and down.

The mixture of teeth and tongue, she’s pumping me to no end.

“God damn!” My hips begin to rock with her. I raise them up shoving my dick further into her throat and to my surprise, she doesn’t even gag.

Her moans make me that much harder as I rock into her mouth.

“Do it darlin’. Make me fuckin’ cum.” I speed my hips up to the point that I’m damn near down her throat before she sucks me one last time.

“FUCCCKK!”  Grunting as I cum so hard down her throat, I feel light headed. Son of a bitch that is the first time I’ve ever felt like that.

I drop my head back breathless as I try to calm the buzz that surrounds me.

“You tired?” Cher’s playful tone makes me smile.

“Darlin’ no one and I mean no one ever, has made me feel like that.” Grabbing her around the back of her neck, I drag her up my body.

Crushing my mouth to hers, I can taste myself and I must say that I like that taste on her lips.

“Ride me.” Biting her bottom lip, she moans.

“What if someone sees?” Did she really just ask me that after she sucked my dick for the whole world to see? Now she’s worried?

“Get that fuckin’ pussy on my dick now.” Biting her lip harder she straddles my lap. That’s better.

Gripping my dick in her hand, she slides it into place.

“You been out her with nothin’ under this skirt?” My hands land on her hips digging my nails into her skin.

“So?” Oh, I think I like this side of her. This carefree, take a chance side makes my stomach flutter.