Bears On Bikes - The Complete Series (Shifter Romance Box Set) Page 5

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  There was a small living space in the back of the Oakwood Tavern that Walter used when he was too tired or drunk to drive back home, and that night both he and Allison decided to just sleep at the bar. He gave up the single bed and slept on the couch, and Allison fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Her dreams were filled with images of bears and wolves fighting all around her, and when she finally awoke, she felt a groggy sense of uncertainty over whether or not the events of the previous night had happened the way she remembered them. She felt thick-headed from only sleeping for a few hours, and she desperately wanted a shower to help wake herself up, but she definitely didn’t feel the usual symptoms of a hangover that might have explained her confusion.

  The smell of frying bacon and sausages filtered into the room, and she slipped into her shoes to go check on her brother. Walter was in the kitchen frying up enough eggs and pancakes to feed an army, and she realized that the bar was as noisy and full as it had been before the Kanes had shown up.

  “Where’s your lazy brother with our breakfast?” shouted Mike with a loud belly laugh when she walked into the main room of the bar.

  “Looks like he’s almost ready with the first batch,” she replied. Her waitress instincts took over and she went into a form of auto pilot. “I can get those out to you right away.”

  “Don’t be ridiculous,” said Mike. He pointed at a couple of the younger bikers. “You two, go get the food and serve the boys. I’ve got a feeling everyone’s pretty damn hungry this morning.”

  Allison was happy to see a nearly full pot of coffee on, and she poured herself a cup and walked over towards Mike and Craig.

  “So last night was pretty crazy, huh?” she said.

  “Yeah, about that…” began Craig. “I guess that was probably pretty weird for you.”

  “I’m actually a little fuzzy on the details,” said Allison.

  “Heh, fuzzy,” said Mike, laughing at his own joke. “You can say that again.”

  “I might be going completely insane, but did you guys, you know, turn into bears last night?” Allison winced, hoping they wouldn’t laugh and think she’d lost her mind.

  “There’s no way around it now that you’ve seen what we really are, but yeah,” answered Mike, “we can shift into bear form now and then.”

  “So you’re like werewolves then, but bears?”

  “Sort of,” replied Craig. “We can control it to a certain extent, but it takes a lot of willpower on a full moon like last night. In the middle of a fight like that, it’s nearly impossible for us to stop the transformation.”

  “The Kanes are the same way,” said Mike. “Obviously they turn into wolves, and it’s pretty much like what you’ve probably seen on TV and movies, but a little cooler than how they normally show it.”

  “It’s crazy is what it is. How is it that no one knows that this happens? I mean, how have you not shown up on YouTube or something by now?”

  “We’re pretty aggressive about keeping our secret,” said Mike. His voice was soft and polite, but there was a hard edge to his eyes that made it clear they wouldn’t hesitate to do what needed to be done to keep their secret. “There are a few folks like you and your bro that we trust enough to keep it to themselves. We can trust you, right?”

  “Yeah, for sure,” she said. “Neither of us will say anything.”

  “Good,” said Mike. “I’m getting pretty used to looking at your pretty face every day, and I’d hate to have to do something we’d all regret.”

  He smiled and looked at Craig in a way that Allison couldn’t quite discern the meaning of. One thing was clear, Craig was not happy about it. The two bikers looked like they might leap across the table and start brawling right then and there.

  “We really appreciate everything you and your brother have been doing for us,” said Craig, seeming to brush off the tension between him and his leader. “We never thought Ruth would be dumb enough to come after us here, and we’re sorry we put you and Walter in danger.”

  Allison pulled out a chair and sat down at the table. She sipped her coffee, feeling the perk of the caffeine hit her almost immediately. “What’s the story there, anyway? She seemed pretty pissed off at you guys.”

  “Ruth and I used to run together back in the day,” explained Mike. He leaned back so one of his bikers could put a heaping plate of food on the table in front of him. “We had a little business of robbing drug dealers and stealing their money. It’s not like they can ever go to the police to report us, and most of them would just as soon keep it quiet to save their reputation instead of letting everyone know they got ripped off.”

  “Obviously you guys parted ways,” said Allison.

  “A while ago now. There was never a lot of money in robbing dealers, but for me it was enough to live free of obligation and to ride wherever we wanted. Ruth got to wanting to live up to the Kane family name and so one day she up and leaves me alone in a motel in Arkansas. Guess she ran back to daddy and got his help starting up a meth lab. She was always trying to convince me there was more money in cooking and selling than in stealing.”

  “And you robbed her last night?” guessed Allison.

  “Sure did,” said Mike, with what she was starting to think of as his trademark, mischievous grin. “Took her for a hundred grand in one hit. If she’s pissed over that, she sure as shit ain’t gonna like what we’re going to do next.”

  “I don’t think we should push her any harder,” said Craig. “I mean, we don’t want to risk Allison and Walter getting in any more danger than they already are. Maybe it’s best if we lay low and head up to Chicago a few days early.”

  “You’ll have to excuse my partner here,” said Mike. “He’s a little new to the way we do things in the Hellclaws, and he sometimes forgets who the boss around here is.”

  “I didn’t forget,” said Craig. “But I’m not going to just follow you mindlessly. I think this is reckless, and it’s now how you taught me when I first joined up with you.”

  “Well, whatever you boys decide to do, you’ve got a place here at the Oakwood,” said Allison.

  “That’s awful generous of you,” said Mike around a mouthful of pancake and bacon.

  He had all the manners of the wild animal he’d shifted into the night before, but Allison couldn’t help but find it charming. With all the stress in her life, she was happy to laugh at his playful side, and it didn’t hurt that he had a gorgeous muscled body to go along with it.

  “I think I might go give my compliments to the chef.” Mike pushed his empty plate away from himself and stood up. He looked at Allison. “Think maybe you could come along so I can talk to the two of you about a few things?”

  She followed him towards the kitchen. It had been impossible to avoid the strained look on Craig’s face, but what was she supposed to do about it? She was interested in Craig, there was no denying that, but if he wasn’t going to take charge of the situation, then Allison really didn’t think anything was going to happen. Having a fling with one of these bikers was as far as she’d allowed herself to loosen up, and being the one to initiate it didn’t fit into the picture just yet.

  “Where exactly are you going?” asked Allison when Mike walked straight past the entrance to the kitchen and kept walking down the private hallway that led to the back door. “The kitchen is back there.”

  “Sorry about that,” he said. “I lied about needing to talk to your brother. I do want to thank him, but that can wait a bit. I really just wanted to talk to you alone. Is there somewhere we can go?”

  Allison brought him to the back room where she’d slept the night before. She flipped the light on and turned to face him, and was surprised to feel his hands on her hips as he stepped in pull her into a kiss.

  “Woah,” she said, pushing him away. “What are you doing?”

  “C’mon Allison. You felt what we had going the other day before Craig walked in on us.” He paused and looked at her with narrow eyes
. “That’s the problem, isn’t it? You’re thinking about Craig?”

  “I don’t know.” Allison folded her arms and sat down on the edge of the bed. “It’s been pretty confusing having you two around lately. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think about him a lot, but you… well, you complicate that too.”

  “I love Craig like a brother, but he’s not a strong man.” Mike sat on the bed beside Allison and slipped his hand up under her shirt to rub her back. “He doesn’t know how to take what he wants like I do. Don’t you want a man who knows how to be in control?”

  Mike kissed her neck and didn’t give her time to answer. She thought about pushing him away again, but it was only half-hearted. The truth was that she wanted Mike American to kiss her. She wanted to feel his hands on her body, and she wanted to let him take what he wanted from her.

  Allison tilted her head to the side and kissed him, enjoying the strong response of his hand on the back of her head as he pulled her against him. He shifted his weight and pushed her back down on the bed, his hands sliding around to her front to play with her breasts before running down towards the edge of her shorts.

  She wanted this, that was something she knew deep inside. It was hard not to think about Craig and how it could have been his fingers working to undo the button on her shorts, and how it might have been his hand probing into the warm wetness of her pussy beneath her panties. Allison’s tongue tangled with Mikes, and when he slipped two fingers inside her, she let go of her thoughts of Craig and decided to heed Miriam’s advice. She was going to have some casual fun for once in her life, and if Craig had wanted to be the one doing this with her, then he should have taken the initiative to make it happen.

  Allison pushed Mike off her with a great big shove, and she smiled at the look of surprise on his face. He looked worried that she’d changed her mind until he saw that she was slinking down towards his waist. He grinned as she undid his pants and wriggled them down, exposing his large half-hard cock. Not bothering to take his jeans and boxers all the way off, she grabbed his manhood and put it in her mouth, sucking back slowly and running her tongue over the soft skin as it hardened in her mouth.

  “Looks like you know how to take what you want too,” said Mike, putting his hand on the back of her head. He pushed her down on his cock, and she bobbed back and forth until he was fully rigid and she couldn’t get all of him inside her without gagging.

  “Suck that dick,” he growled. “Take it like you need it.”

  Allison moved her head faster, jerking her hand up and down in rhythm with her lips. She let some of her spit slide down out of her mouth, and she used it to lubricate her fist to make him feel like she had a lot more of him in her mouth at once. It was a trick Miriam had told her about, and it usually drove guys crazy, but Mike was used to a rougher sort of action, and he grabbed her wrist and pulled them away, forcing her to use just her mouth.

  “Go deep baby, take it all in.”

  Shyness when it came to guys was one of her biggest challenges, but here in the back room with Mike American while all the other bikers ate breakfast in the main bar room, Allison found she was turned on by the dirty and urgent way Mike was guiding her. All of her timidity fell to the floor, and she decided to fully go for it, opening her throat as best she could and pushing her head down onto his cock. The tip of it pushed against the back of her throat, and she gagged a little, but Mike’s hand had let go of one of her wrists and was now pushing her down with just enough pressure that she could have pulled back if she wanted to, but she fought to go with it instead.

  Finally she pulled away, coughing and leaving a large trail of spit dangling from her lips to his huge cock. He gave her a half second to breathe before pulling her back down, urging her to take him even deeper into her mouth. She deep-throated him as well as she could, and when her nose touched his pubic hair, she felt the gag reflex again and pulled back quickly, coughing and choking while more saliva dripped out from between her lips.

  “That is sexy as fuck,” said Mike, leaning down to kiss her.

  He pulled her shirt over her head and pulled her bra straps down the side of her arm, flipping the cups inside out and pulling the whole thing down towards her belly. He squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples, all the while kissing her hard and pushing his tongue deep into her mouth. Allison grabbed his cock and jerked it fast and hard, only making him grunt and squeeze her breasts harder.

  “You want me to fuck you?” she asked between rough kisses. “You want me on that cock?”

  Dirty talk was another thing that Allison had never really been bold enough for, and saying those words out loud gave her a thrill that sent a wetness into her panties.

  “Yeah baby, come fuck me good.”

  Allison stood up and pulled down her shorts and panties. She undid the clasp of her bra and dropped it to the floor while Mike pulled off his own shirt and kicked his pants away from where they’d bunched up around his ankles. She stepped forward to straddle him on the bed where he lay half propped up on his elbows, but he reached out and grabbed her, spinning her around backwards and pulling her hips down onto his cock. Still with her feet on the floor on either side of his thighs, she lowered her bum down onto him and put her hands on his knees for balance.

  She was wet and ready, but his cock was so big and hard that she gasped when it entered her. She felt it stretching her pussy muscles as he guided her hips down on him, and when she was finally settled onto it, she had to remain still for a moment until she loosened up to him.

  “Holy fuck you’re big,” she said.

  “Hung like a bear,” he growled.

  Allison braced against his knees and lifted her bum up and away from him before slowly sinking back down again. The angle was a little awkward, but after a few repetitions, she began to find a flow that felt really good for her. His tip of his cock pushed up against the back of her and the bottom of it played against her g spot like it sometimes did during doggy style, but way better.

  “Oh god,” she moaned. “That feels so good.”

  “Yeah, you like that dick?”

  “Mmm, yeah.”

  Allison heard the smack before she felt the sting of it radiate through her bum cheek. She let out a little squeak of surprise and would have instinctively stopped moving if it hadn’t been for Mike’s other hand on her hips guiding her up and down on him. She knew a little spanking during sex was a thing that some people did, of course, but she’d never experienced it herself and she was surprised how much it turned her on. Once she got over the shock, she discovered that the tingling sensation on the skin of her bum was making everything feel more intense, and she only fucked Mike harder when he slapped her ass again.

  “You’re gonna make me cum real fast,” said Mike.

  He sat up awkwardly and pushed forward until she was bent over the back of the couch on the other side of the room with him standing behind her. Slipping his cock into her wet hole again, he reached forward to grab her hair in a loose bunch before winding it around his hand once and pulling back, forcing her head into an awkward position. She gripped the back of the couch with one hand as he started slamming his cock into her, and she used the other to rub her clit while he fucked her frantically. He didn’t seem to care whether she got off or not, but she was so close from the excitement of being roughly handled and dominated, that she felt like she might climax within seconds of stroking herself.

  Allison’s orgasm rocked through her body, and she let out a series of cries of pleasure with each pounding thrust of Mike’s body slamming into her.

  “Fuck fuck fuck,” grunted Mike.

  He let go of her hair and pushed her off of himself again, this time spinning her around quickly so that she was sitting on the couch with her face just inches away from his cock. He stroked it rapidly, holding her head in position to receive his load.

  “Open your mouth,” he said, his voice strained from being on the edge of his climax.

  Hot cum sprayed out onto
her tongue and lips, a spurt of it flying across her cheek and getting in her hair. She moved her head in a little closer and several more waves of it landed in her mouth before she closed it and swallowed the thick salty mess. With a hand on each of his thighs, she took his cock back in her mouth and sucked the last of his cum out of him, listening to him groan with what sounded like a mix of agony and pleasure.

  “That was fuckin’ hot,” said Mike, watching her wipe the splotch of cum off her cheek. She stood up on shaky legs and was surprised when he came in to kiss her. She’d wiped off his mess and swallowed the rest of it, but most guys she’d been with wouldn’t come near her until she brushed her teeth or chewed some gum or something.

  “I better get back to the guys,” said Mike, turning to fetch his pants.

  “Yeah, I should see if Walter needs help cleaning up.”

  “Cool. Thanks for the fuck. You were even better than I thought you’d be.”

  “Yeah,” said Allison, feeling a little unsure of how things were supposed to be after a quick fling like this. “You weren’t so bad yourself.”

  Mike laughed and pulled his shirt over his head as he walked to the door. He shot a smile back over his shoulder before leaving her alone in the back room, looking for her bra and wondering how Miriam did this on such a regular basis.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Allison took a few minutes to get dressed and use the toilet after Mike left, and by the time she got out to the main room, she saw that the place was empty and Walter was half way through clearing the tables.