The Devil's Bed (Sensual Romance, M.C Bikers Alpha Male) (3 page)

She ultimately decided to wait until they stopped wherever Nate was headed before she made her move. Marcus on the other hand was trying desperately trying to break through the ranks to get to Samantha before Nate drove off with her. He managed to punch out a Devil’s Rejects goon and squeeze by as the Death’s Angels took care of the rest. Nate managed to pull away and speed off before he could get there in time but he looked to his right and saw one of their bikes with the keys in the ignition.

He quickly jumped on and kicked it into gear. Peeling out on the black pavement, Marcus raced to Samantha’s rescue. He did not know what Nate was planning to do with her but he vowed vengeance if anything happened to her. His mind was clouded by grief. He was not sure why he cared so much for Samantha since they had only spent a short while together two years before. It seemed like an eternity to someone like him but his heart made him spring into action the moment he saw her again. He tried chalking it up to her helping him escape the law the day they met but it was no use. There was definitely a spark between them that made him wonder if she felt the same.

She shook his head trying to get the gooey feelings out of his mind and pulled on the gas. If there was one thing Marcus knew about Nate of the Devil’s Rejects, it was that he could hold a grudge. He cursed himself for not taking care of their problem before. He felt he could have avoided this situation if he had called out Nate at any time in the last two years. There was one thing that was certain, he would make Nate pay for involving Samantha.

As Marcus began to catch up to Nate’s bike, he could hear the distinct sound of police sirens in the distance. The sound always raised the hair on the back of his neck. For him it always meant the possibility of going back to prison. Something he would rather die instead. He turned his head to look behind him and saw that they cops were way off. It looked like they had not gotten a bearing on their location yet, something that the small coastal town could quickly remedy if a concerned citizen decided to make a call to the police.

Marcus watched as Nate’s driving becoming erratic. He weaved in and out of traffic, passing cars on a two-lane highway, which meant he would also cross into oncoming traffic. Marcus’ heart nearly jumped up into his throat as he watched Nate swerve in front of a large delivery truck. He knew he had to keep his distance and wait for Nate to believe he escaped. If he was anything, Marcus knew he was predictable. He surmised that Nate would probably slow down and pull off onto a side street, alley or dirt road the moment he thought he gave Marcus the slip.

However, Samantha was not making the situation any easier. Marcus could hear her screaming as he grew closer to them. She kicked and thrashed to make Nate pull over but the big burley biker was not swayed.

“Listen here you little whore,” he yelled at Samantha. “If you don’t calm down, I’m going to do all kinds of unpleasant things to you.”

“Let me go,” Samantha yelled back. “Please just stop!”

“Not a chance,” he fired back. “After I dispatch your little friend back there, I am going to have fun with you.”

Samantha saw the wicked look on the man’s face and fear raced down her spine. She knew if she did not do something quick, something terrible would happen to her and to Marcus. She did not want to get hurt trying to make Nate pull his motorcycle over but she feared what would happen if she let him get to where he was going. It was in that moment that she leaned upwards and bit Nate right in the ear.

The semi was nearly upon them and Nate reached out to grab Samantha as she leapt from one bike to the other. Just as she landed on Marcus’s bike, he pulled her onto the seat and veered left onto the shoulder. Nate was not so lucky as the very moment he tried to keep Samantha from escaping was the moment he needed to avoid being hit by the truck. The force of the impact ignited his gas tank and it exploded in a glorious ball of orange flame. Fortunately for Nate, he had already died from the sheer force of the truck hitting him before the flames began to burn what was left of his body.

Marcus pulled down a small dirt road off the highway. He knew they would be looking for another motorcycle and wanted to remain out of sight. Samantha held him tight from behind as he looked for a spot to pull over and ditch the bike. He noticed that the dirt road led to someone’s private property but it looked like the house was empty. He surmised it was probably a summer rental but he decided to pull into an open shed, away from the house. As he stopped the bike and turned off the engine, he could still feel Samantha clinging to him.

“You can open your eyes now,” he said in a very calm voice. “The coast is clear.”

“Oh Marcus,” Samantha said as she began to sob. “I don’t know what would have happened if you had not shown up.”

“Don’t think about that now,” he replied. “Why don’t we leave this bike here and go for a walk?”

“First I want to know why you came back for me,” she said wiping away her tears. “I don’t see you for two years and suddenly, there you are. Hugged up on some tramp.”

“That’s not fair,” he said defending himself. “I know I haven’t come back for you but it was because I needed to lay low. The police were after me remember?”

“I remember a cop telling me that you were an escaped felon,” she fired back. “He said you were a very dangerous man.”

“I was a dangerous man,” he replied looking at the ground. “I did things that made me deserve to go to jail. But I atoned while I was there. If there was one thing I learned about being in prison is that it is worse than hell. I know I will probably end up there when I die but no man should ever have to experience the horror of prison. You might as well kill them, it would be more humane.”

“God, I’m sorry,” Samantha said. “I didn’t know. Look, you don’t have to tell me why you were there but please explain to me why you suddenly are here now if you were trying to lay low.”

“I’m here because of you,” he replied. “I needed to see you again.”

“Is that why you felt the need to surround yourself with women then,” she said slightly angered. “Please, explain it to me.”

“That girl you saw was another member of Death’s Angels,” he said. “She was trying to gain my affection, they all do.”

“Death’s Angels,” she asked raising an eyebrow. “And what do you mean by they all do?”

“Death’s Angels in the name of the biker gang I belong to,” he replied. “They all vie for my attention because I’m their leader.”

“You’re the leader of a biker gang called Death’s Angels,” she said crossing her arms and trying not to laugh. “With a name like that I would have though the grim reaper was your leader.”

“I didn’t name us that,” he replied. “It was named that long before I ever joined. And that is the nickname of the gang’s leader I might add.”

“Ok ‘Grim’,” Samantha said. “Tell me then why you came for me.”

“I came for you because I have feelings for you,” he replied. “And I needed to know if you felt the same.”

“I do feel the same Marcus,” she said as she walked slowly towards him. “I waited for you for two years. I know we never exchanged information but I longed to see you at the fair every year. It was very painful for me.”

“I’m sorry Samantha,” Marcus said as he slowly walked towards her. “It hurt me also, not being able to come look for you.”

“I cried every night for a week the first year you didn’t show,” she said inching closer.

“My heart nearly broke every anniversary of out meeting,” he replied, within arm’s reach.

“Is that so,” she asked grabbing his tank top and pulling him towards her forcefully.

“Yes,” he said as he pushed his forehead against hers and wrapped his arms around her waist.

They both pressed their heads against each other and looked longingly into each other’s eyes. They pulled apart and inched their lips closer together as they breathed heavily. They hovered around each other’s mouths for a moment before their lips caressed one another slightly. Just before they could embrace fully, a bright light flashed on them from above and the sound of a helicopter could be heard approaching fast.

Both breathing heavily, they turned their eyes to one another and in an instant, they pushed themselves towards each other. Their lips connected and Samantha grabbed the back of Marcus’s head and pulled him so hard into her as they kissed he thought she might hurt him. Her passion and ferocity was unexpected but very welcome to the hyper aggressive biker. He was impressed by her strength and kissed her back with equal measure. Marcus pulled off his jeans vest and lowered the tailgate to the pickup. He laid the vest down before turning her around and leaning into her as he kissed her soft lips.

Samantha felt a rush of excitement wash over her as she sat down on the tailgate and felt his weight against her body as he leaned down on top of her. His lips sent the hairs on her arms straight up and she moaned softly as she felt his tongue caress hers. He reached over and touched her breast with his right hand while leaning over her. She felt her nipple get hard as he squeezed her through her bra. The strap to her top slid down past her shoulder as he began to kiss down her body.

Marcus’s lips caressed Samantha’s neck. She moaned softly as he licked her skin. She loved the way his touch felt. He could be rough and fast but he was showing her that he could also be soft and gentle. She wanted to tear his clothes off but she restrained herself because of how much she enjoyed seeing a different side to him. He slid her other strap down past her shoulder with his teeth. Samantha reached behind her and unhooked her bra and brought it down with her top, exposing her supple breasts. Marcus’s movements suddenly changed as he leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth.

The feeling of his tongue on her areola sent bolts of ecstasy though her body, down to her toes. She felt her pussy become wet as he swirled his tongue around her nipple. Samantha arched her back slightly as he began to kiss down her body. Marcus began to lick down her stomach and around her belly button. Samantha lifted her hips to slide her skirt down and around her ankles. She immediately felt his lips touch her pubic bone. She moaned louder as he slid his tongue in between her pussy and across her clit. She became even more wet as he sucked in it and swirled his tongue around.

As she felt herself coming closer to climax, her patience for his tender touch grew thin. She pushed him off her and made him switch places. In the dim moonlight, Samantha unzipped Marcus’s jeans and pulled them and his boxers off. She could feel a cool ocean breeze sweep across her face as she leaned down and took him into her mouth. To her insatiable sexual appetite, his cock never tasted better. She licked around the tip softly and up and down his shaft. She then slid him into her mouth and down her throat. He moaned as she took him in deep and felt her muscles clench around him.

Samantha bobbed her head up and down, causing Marcus to become closer to orgasm. He lifted his hips in time with her movements and felt her tongue wriggle around as she slid him in and out of her mouth. She wanted to taste his cum so grabbed his ass with both hands, and squeezed in an effort to send him over the edge. He felt what she was doing and thrust his hips upward to get her to stop short of his climax. After her teasing, Marcus knew what he wanted to do with her next. He looked down at her and their eyes met. Samantha soon became slightly worried at the devilish grin he shot her as she looked up at him.