Page 6 of Her Biker Daddy

Tate shoves him away, giving him another glare before he turns fully to me. The look in his eyes makes every single nerve ending in my body wake entirely, and without a single conscious thought as to what I’m doing, I lift my arms up, reaching for him. I moan softly when rather than simply pull me towards him, he leans down my way, one arm slides behind my back, the other down under my thighs, and he lifts me into his arms, shocking me with his strength, but I wrap my arms around his neck, and rest my head on his shoulder, smiling as he stalks towards the door.

“Thank you, daddy,” I whisper when we’re in the hallway, and his arms hold me tighter to him as he hits a set of stairs, taking us up to a second floor that’s similar to the first with several hallways. We head to the back of the building, and my jaw drops a bit when he leads us into a room, because it definitely doesn’t resemble a school classroom at all. The complete opposite in fact, and honestly, I kind of love it.

Chapter 3

Tate

Fuck…the way Everly called me daddy in front of most of my club made my dick a steel rod. Seeing the complete and utter acceptance of it, of me, of what I’m going to be to her, let alone knowing that she bought those sexy knee high socks and short shorts to wear for me—for her daddy—while she touched herself, has my entire body hungry for more.

I was already done for when it came to her, but then she fucking compounded it by holding her arms out for me to take her into mine and shit…she sealed her fate. If there was even the tiniest chance for me to not make her completely mine tonight, it’s vanished now, because if I don’t get inside her, I’m going to combust.

“I’ll show you around the rest of our place tomorrow. Right now, there’s only one spot you’re going to be—in my bed and in my arms, baby girl,” I state, unable to resist from dropping a kiss onto her forehead as I move us through the space that’s designed as a living room, past the kitchenette and half-bath, by the ‘guest’ bedroom and on into my room.

It’s sparsely filled, my bed takes up a large portion of the room, but I also have a chair, a dresser, and then a tall cabinet that holds the rest of my shit in it. There’s a closet that’s bigger than most, since it’s the one for this room and the one for what was originally the classroom next door opened up into one. I have a separate bathroom that was remodeled to connect to my room. It was originally designed to be the girls’ bathroom on this part of the floor, so it was large enough to put in a decent shower as well as a tub that my girl can now enjoy but also had room for the half-bath and kitchenette to be installed as well.

Meyer has a suite across the hall that’s similar to mine while my enforcer Spawn has a suite just down from his, but the one on the other side of mine is open. I could open up the living room area to connect it to ours if needed one day, because right now, I definitely can see the need for more bedrooms. The need to put a baby in my girl is eating me up and I sit Everly down on the end of the bed to get my shit together.

“Arms up, baby,” I tell her as her big, beautiful eyes stare at me with hunger and need. It’s so deep I swear this little thing is going to unman me.

The thought simply deepens when she doesn’t even begin to argue. Her arms lift up, letting me pull my shirt up over her head, and I grit my teeth seeing the evidence of those bastard’s attempt to hurt her when it’s off her.

“Part of me wishes they were still breathing so I could do more damage to them, especially seeing this,” I add at the scratch on her chest I didn’t see earlier. “What happened here, baby?”

“The creep that was holding me tried to pull my boob out of my bra, but it was too tight, so the other one grabbed at me. His nail hit my skin when I jerked trying to get away from them,” Everly says, and I nod, breathing through my teeth to calm myself. The bastards are dead. They can’t hurt her, touch her ever again. No other man will.

“I won’t tell you exactly what I did to them, just know, neither of them went out without feeling a hundred times more pain than what they caused you, baby,” I promise, kneeling down in front of her so I’m not towering over her. “I’m going to take this off you now. Unless you tell me right now that you just want me to hold you tonight, it’s going to end with my cock buried inside you, so be sure because I’m teetering here, Everly. I may want to fuck you good and hard, hurt you a bit with the sweetest fucking pleasure during it at times, but I never want to hurt you in any other way, upset you, so tell me where I need to draw the line tonight.”

“Can we take a shower first?” she replies, her eyes holding mine and fuck, it just makes me want her more to see the strength in them, the understanding that she’s just as much in control here as I am. Hell, she’s more in control of what happens, even if she gives herself over to me in every way, it’s still all within her control.

That’s the difference with how I feel and want her compared to the club girls that will do whatever a member tells them to do or compared to women I’ve been with before I got here. When I took what I wanted from them, it was all about what I wanted and needed—although it was never enough. Well, the level of control over them was, but it never left with me any lasting satisfaction or warmth. With Everly…it could never be like that, even if I fuck her so hard she can’t even walk the next day.

“Do you want daddy to wash you, or do you want to take one alone?” I ask as I lift her up, carrying her into the bathroom.

Her little gasp when she sees it makes me smile and I press a kiss to her temple as I set her down on the vanity. We left two sinks in the space but added cabinets to hold towels and shit, and I’m glad for the extra storage space that’s let me get ready for my girl. Because fuck, even when I swore I didn’t have a chance at making her entirely mine, I couldn’t stop from being prepared if I ever somehow lucked upon it.

I take a step back from her, and reach into the tall cabinet against the wall, taking out a plush towel, then grab the shampoo and conditioner, plus the body wash, hair clips and combs I bought just for her from the cabinet under the sink. Her gorgeous eyes widen when she sees the brands, and they stray back up to me as I simply smile. “I wasn’t going to risk not having everything you might want or need if I ever got you in here with me.”

“Will you help me wash my back, daddy?” she asks, her arms wrapping around my neck as I lean down towards her, and I give her a soft, slow kiss, to get myself under control. My girl needs to be taken care of before I can fuck her, and I’m good with that, even if my dick is complaining.

“Whatever you want, baby girl,” I promise as I pull back. I move everything into the shower, turning on the water so it’s nice and warm when we get in it, then turn back to Everly, loving that she’s here, but hating the reason that’s so easily seen in the state of her clothes.

I kick off my boots as I move back to her, then gently lift her off the vanity so I can undo the rest of the buttons that managed to stay on the uniform. I let the thing drop to the floor and nearly come at the sight of my girl in her tight as fuck bra and a pair of booty shorts that mold to her wide hips. “You’re even prettier than I could imagine with just the little glimpses I’d catch of you through your curtains.”

“You peeked in my window?” she asks with a grin at me, and I drop a kiss onto her lips, adding more to her eyes and cheeks as the room steams up a bit from the heat of the shower.

“I didn’t intend to, but when I saw your fucking neighbor lurking at them one night…” Her gasp has my hands cupping her face gently, calming her, “I took care of that shit straight off. That asshole thought he could jerk off to what was mine. He’s lucky he’s still breathing. I caught a little glimpse of you there and it took everything within me not to barge in there and carry you out, bring you home with me.”

“I would have gladly let you,” she sighs as my hands slip from her face down to the clasp of her bra. It’s like a workout outfit material and fuck it’s tight as hell. I can barely even slip a finger under the band to get it unhooked, and the dents it leaves behind on her skin as I peel it off her, has me ready to burn it.

“Shit baby,” I groan as her tits fall free, bigger than I ever thought thanks to the loose tops she always put on when she got home. “These titties are fucking perfect but that damn bra doesn’t fit and you’re never wearing it again. Never going to hurt these pretty things trying to stuff them into it again,” I warn her as my hands slip up, cupping each breast with one. They overflow them and I can’t wait to get my dick between them, fuck them while she sucks on the tip of my cock.

“My uniform doesn’t fit unless I wear it,” she moans, her back arching, pressing her breasts deeper against my hands.

“You think I’m going to let you work at that place any longer?” I ask, and her eyes flutter open, meeting mine in shock. “Daddy takes care of you now. Anything you need or want—it’s mine to provide. If you really want a job, I’ll find you one with one of our legit businesses, but I’d much prefer to be able to find you wherever you are and fuck you whenever I need, which would really hinder your ability to work.”

“I…I…” Her eyes show her worry, and I brush a kiss over her lips, holding her close for another moment.

“Tell me what’s wrong. What has you scared baby? I can’t fix it if you don’t tell me,” I urge her, wanting her to be open and honest as I reach back to take off my shirt, dropping my jeans in the process. I rarely wear anything under my jeans and the look on Everly’s face as she sees my hard cock bobbing while I toe off my sock puts a smile on my lips. “I know it’s big, but don’t be scared of it, baby girl. It’s going to feel so damn good inside you when you’re ready.”

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