Steel Love: Alpha BBW Motorcycle Romance (21 page)

Maggie looked across the table at Jack but stayed silent. It seemed like this tactic, more than badgering him with questions helped to loosen Jack’s tongue.

“I guess you got some questions for me.” Jack said. Maggie’s response was just to smile and nod at him.

“Your father and I knew each other since we were boys. He probably never told you about me, and that’s ok, but I’ll tell you now he was my best friend. Hands down the only man I would lay my life down for. We went into the military together. Kept each other alive in Vietnam, and when we got back and realized what a fucking joke that war was and the men that were coming back were more fucked returning home than they were during the war…”

Jack paused and looked out the back window of the kitchen.

“I guess it gave us a purpose. Finding a place to belong in a country we no longer trusted. So we formed the Steel Breed Motorcycle Club. Your dad, me, and five other guys. In the beginning it was just a place to call home you know? We had our little club house, you know The Hole. And we had each other. But then we needed to figure out how to make money. How to survive. We chose to make our way… well… we chose a path that was not exactly the norm. Then your dad met, Lovie.”

Jack’s eyes seemed to cloud over with nostalgia at the mention of Maggie’s mother.

“I’ll let you know, your momma was one of the most beautiful women I’d ever met in my life. You look just like her by the way… Well I knew Seamus fell in love with her, and I couldn’t bring myself to step on that so I backed off. They got married, and Lovie got pregnant with you. Seamus started to change when she got pregnant. He didn’t want so much to do with club business. He started pulling away. The club was growin’. The more men that came back from the war fucked in the head, the more men we had wantin’ to find their way to something that felt normal again. So even though it broke my heart to watch him walk away from somethin’ we’d built together… I understood it too.”

Jack looked back to Maggie and she could see moisture in the corner of his eyes. She could tell this man had loved her father, and it was the reason she reached across the table to grasp his hand in hers. Jack looked at their hands lying together on the tabletop and continued his story.

“It’s also why I understood when he pulled away from me as well. He wanted something for his daughter that we’d never had. A normal, healthy, happy family. It damn near killed him when Lovie died. Her funeral was the last time I saw him before he came to me two months ago. I’d heard around town he was sick, but I wasn’t prepared to see him like that. When he asked me to look out for you, told me about your ex… How could I say no? It was the least I could do. And I failed. You damn near died last night because I couldn’t keep you safe. I was so lost in my own grief after Seamus died. Anyway. I put Ash on it instead of lookin’ after you myself. I’m sorry for that.”

Maggie sat forward, squeezing his hand as she took another sip of her tea and cleared her throat. “No Jack. Don’t. You can’t possibly know how right your decision to send Ash to me was.”

Jack looked across the table at Maggie and nodded. “Yeah. You two seem… attached.” Jack cocked his eyebrow at her.

Maggie couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Ash and her being
attached
. It was actually the most accurate word she’d heard for their current situation yet.

“Yeah. We’re attached.” Maggie agreed.

Jack nodded and moved his eyes back to the window. “I want you to know I took care of everything last night. There ain’t nothing that’ll lead back to you. I’m not gonna explain further than that. Makin’ sure nothing leads back to you means I gotta keep you in the dark on some of it. If you don’t like that you can take it up with Ash, but you ain’t gonna get more outta me. But I also want you to know that if you ever need anything, ever, you can come to me. The Steel Breed’s got your back Maggie Quirke. You got a lifetime mark from us. Understand?”

Maggie nodded her head at Jack. She couldn’t help but frown at his words about
taking care
of the situation. She was grateful. She wouldn’t deny it. She just didn’t know how to take it all in.

Jack reached with his free hand to pat her arm then pulled his other hand free of hers as he heard what Maggie assumed was Ash’s motorcycle pull into her drive.

“I’m gonna head out now. You come by the club sometime. Don’t let Ash keep you locked up forever, ok girl? I’d love to see you sometime. I’ll buy you some drinks and tell you stories about your old man.”

Maggie laughed as she followed Jack to the door. “Thanks Jack. I’d love that.” Her throat was feeling better after the cup of tea and her voice was almost normal. Before he opened the door Jack turned and wrapped Maggie in a tight hug then kissed the top of her head.

Maggie watched Jack open the door and make his way across the porch and down the stairs. She stepped up to the door and rested her arms on either side of the frame to watch Jack leave and Ash arrive. When Jack passed Ash on the way to his bike he didn’t stop, just reached out and slapped Ash’s back before swinging his leg over his own bike. Jack gunned the motor on his bike and backed out of the drive. Maggie watched him ride away until he was out of site. When she finally looked back to Ash he stood at the top of the stairs with a duffel bag in his hand watching her.

Chapter 23

ASH

Ash moved across the yard, his eyes on Maggie as she watched Jack ride away. They must have had a good conversation. She looked content. She also looked a lot better than last night. Her throat was still covered in bruises. Ash could just make out the finger shaped bruises around the sides. It made Ash want to punch something.

Instead he moved toward Maggie. He stopped when he got to her door and dropped the bag he was carrying. Ash took a deep breath and stepped forward. Maggie didn’t move as he met her at the threshold. He lifted his hands to rest on either side of the frame parallel to hers, and let his head fall until their foreheads touched lightly.

Maggie sighed heavily and let herself rock forward moving to rest her head against Ash’s shoulder. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. As she let the air slip from her lungs she leaned her body forward letting her full weight rest against Ash’s body. She pressed her nose into the leather of his jacket and inhaled the smell of him. Leather, smoke, oil, and sweat mixed together to create a smell that felt so strangely like home, but no home she had ever imagined she would want or need.

Ash let his right arm drop from the doorframe to reach over her shoulder and pull her hair forward so he could sink his face into it. As Maggie laid her head on his shoulder he took a moment to inhale his own smell of home. For Maggie it was his leather, for Ash it was Maggie’s hair. Her clean curly citrus scent that tickled his nose and made him want to wrap his arms around her from behind and bury his face in her neck for hours.

Maggie laughed softly, loving when Ash pushed his face into her neck. He let her hair fall away and moved his right hand down her front. His left hand moved to join his right at her waist circling to her back and down to cup her bottom squeezing lightly as Maggie gasped and lifted onto her tiptoes her arms still resting against the doorframe.

“Can I touch you Maggie? Can I come in?”

In response Maggie let her arms fall from the doorframe to wrap around Ash’s shoulders. He bent slightly to grasp her thick thighs and lifted her up until her legs were wrapped around his waist. Ash moved into the house and kicked the door shut behind him. His finger gripped the tops of her thighs and the hem of the tight little shorts she was wearing. He kneaded her meaty thighs as he moved through the house toward the staircase that led to the bedrooms.

Maggie clung tightly to Ash as he made his way up the stairs. She marveled at his strength. His breathe barely increasing in speed as he carried her. Ash paused at the bedroom door. He kept one hand on her ass as he used the other to push the door open then carried her toward the bed. Maggie lifted her head to look at him before he lowered her slowly to the mattress.

“Ash.” His name was a whisper on Maggie’s lips before he covered her mouth with his own swallowing her moan and sliding his tongue across her bottom lip. Maggie opened up allowing him to deepen their kiss.

Ash’s hands continued to knead and rub up and down Maggie’s thighs as she pulled his lower lip into her mouth to nibble on it. He pushed himself up to a kneeling position on the edge of the bed, her legs still wrapped around his hips. She watched him as he shrugged out of his jacket then pulled his black t-shirt over his head. Maggie loved looking at Ash’s body. His muscles were rock hard and real. They weren’t for show. They were for lifting motorcycle engines, for fighting, for carrying Maggie, and for fucking her brains out.

Maggie smiled up at him as Ash reached back to pull her legs from around his waist so he could stand up. A laugh of pure happiness slipped from her and brought the sweetest smile to his lips. She could imagine looking at him with that smile for the rest of her life. He watched her lying on the bed looking luscious and ready as he unbuckled his belt and undid his fly to push them down his hips and kick them off. His boots went with his jeans.

Maggie’s breath caught when Ash stood back up and she saw him hard and ready and so big. Ash bent over her again to take her hands and pull her up to a sitting position. He grabbed the hem of her shirt and slowly lifted it over her head. He tossed it aside not caring where it landed as he looked at Maggie’s full naked breasts hanging heavy with rock hard nipples ready for him. Maggie kept her eyes locked on Ash’s as she lay back on the bed. She reached up to massage her breasts and smiled when Ash groaned. He couldn’t take his eyes of her hands as she ran them down her sides and belly to the waist of her yoga pants.

Ash watched as Maggie hooked her thumbs in the waist and pushed her feet into the bed to lift her hips and tug them down. Without even realizing what he was doing he reached out to grasp the waist of her pants and pull them down all the way revealing the short dark curly hairs covering her mound.

“Oh God, Maggie.” Ash’s words were more of a sigh then a sentence. He knelt again at the edge of the bed and ran his hands up her legs from her knees to her hips then across to her center to twirl his fingertips in her soft curly hairs.

Maggie let her knees fall open reaching up again to massage her own breasts as she watched Ash’s face transfixed as he played with the curls between her legs. She gasped and arched her back slightly as Ash’s fingers slid from her curls to her lips that were already moist and throbbing. She pinched and pulled on her nipples as his fingers slid up and down the exterior of her labia before dipping between them.

He just wanted to know what she felt like. He wanted to feel how hot she was. How wet and ready. His fingers moved up to circle her clit then down to her opening. First just his middle finger pushed inside her curling up to massage her center. She was so tight it made Ash’s balls pull up at the thought of sliding his cock inside her. He pulled his middle finger out just a bit then slid it back in along with another. Maggie moaned and writhed on the bed as he slowly fucked her with his fingers occasionally pulling them out to move back to up to circle her clit again.

Ash bent over her, his hands on either side of her head. “Are you ready for me Maggie?” She nodded quickly, trying to catch her breath enough to answer but not being able to. Ash laughed at that. “Good Maggie. I’m glad, because I’m ready for you, and I’m not sure I could hold back any longer.”

With that Ash laid his body fully against Maggie, pushing his hips up between her legs she wrapped herself around him and crossed her ankles at his lower back then turned her head to the side and closed her eyes waiting.

“Maggie. Look at me.” Ash’s words barely registered but the tone of his voice, the sexy soft sweet sound that slithered across her skin drew her attention and she opened her eyes to stare into his. Ash pushed his hips forward, his eyes locked on Maggie’s as the head of his cock stretched her entrance. Maggie groaned and tried to close her eyes again but Ash wouldn’t let her. He called her name again and again, his tone begging.

“Maggie. Look at me Maggie. Look at me. I want you to see me Maggie.”

Once again she opened her eyes and watched the emotions rush across Ash’s face as he slid his cock fully inside her. Before Ash she had never felt this stretched before. So completely full. She couldn’t imagine ever not feeling this again. She felt complete.

Ash pulled back until just the head of his cock was at her entrance then pushed again the full length inside her. She felt so amazingly good. So tight he could scream. Ash let his head fall forward and brushed his lips against her throat, licking and kissing softly at the marks and bruises left by Reef’s hands. “Maggie. I don’t know if I can hold back.”

“Please Ash… Don’t… Don’t hold back.” Maggie whispered back as she arched her back and tightened her legs around his waist. Wanting all of him as deep inside her as possible.

Ash groaned and reached his arms above her head to grip the edge of the mattress. He settled his knees on the bed and pushed and pulled at the same time trying to force as much inside her as he could. He paused when Maggie cried out, knowing the sound she made was pure sex but so scared to hurt her. “Don’t stop Ash please. You feel so amazing.”

Ash moved his lips back to Maggie’s throat as he pushed again. This time he didn’t stop. He lay atop Maggie, pushing with his legs and pulling with his arms he moved in and out of her picking up speed. He kissed her as he fucked himself in and out of her hard and fast until Maggie was calling his name and begging him not to stop. He could cum just from the sound of his name on her lips, but it wasn’t until he felt her throbbing muscles clenching around his cock and her body shuddering beneath him with her own orgasm that he was able to let go with a roar and a final hard thrust against her.

Ash collapsed on top of Maggie and she lay there panting her legs jelly as they slipped from his hips. She had never felt so amazing in her life. Reef had never made her feel this way before. Sure, in the beginning sex with Reef had been good, and she’d had orgasms, but nothing compared to this. Nothing compared to feeling so full and stretched to the limits. Nothing compared to Ash grinding against her, his smell surrounding her, his lips so soft on her mouth and neck. She couldn’t imagine this with any other man.