Phantom Riders MC - Hawk by Tory Richards Read Free Book Online Page A

disfigure or remove it.
     
    The pain must have been unbearable. Without thinking, I reached out and ran my fingertips over the ragged edges, as if my touch could soothe the memory of lingering pain. “What—?” Barely a second or two slipped by before Hawk swung around and grasped my wrist. I gasped, as much from the pain as from surprise at how fast he had moved. His move forced me closer to him. My eyes flew up to his.
     
    His expression was as unfriendly as ever, his sensual mouth a tight line. I parted my lips, drawing the intensity of his gaze there. I licked my bottom lip. His eyes narrowed and darkened, and I wondered if he was thinking about last night. Heat infused me as I thought about his huge cock inside my mouth. Out of nowhere came the thought that I wanted Hawk to kiss me. Badly! I wondered what it would take to make him lose control and do it. Could I handle him?
     
    “What happened?” I found myself asking.
     
    “Not something you need to know,” he said in a final tone, dropping my wrist and standing up. “We leave in fifteen minutes.”
     
    God, he was so cold. I watched him slip his jeans on, then his shirt and cut, and then finally he sat back down to put on his boots. That’s when I got up and went to the bathroom. Knowing that the room belonged to a working girl I was hesitant to grab a shower, so I made do with taking a sponge bath. Hawk was gone by the time I returned to the bedroom. I quickly slipped on my blouse, jeans and shoes and headed for the front.
     
    I was walking down the hallway when a door in front of me opened. A man emerged and as our eyes met we both froze. I’d forgotten all about Dane’s men! He moved first, taking a step in my direction which woke me from my temporary paralysis. With a squeak I spun around to go back the way I’d come, knowing that it was a lost cause. I had barely made it several feet when I was grabbed from behind.
     
    I screamed before it was cut off from a rough hand across my mouth. “Mr. Winthrop is eager to get you back, baby,” he said low against my ear, while crushing me against the wall. I turned my face so that I could breath, straining against his hold. “But he didn’t say what condition he wanted you back in.” Suddenly I could see a knife out the corner of my eye as he brought it up to eye level. “Be ashamed to mess up this pretty face.”
     
    Mess up my face? He thought I was worried about my face when I knew that Dane was probably going to kill me? The front of my body was against the wall, so there wasn’t much I could do to gain my freedom. He had his arms across the top half of my shoulders and the rest of his bulk easily held mine immovable. I could feel his cock growing hard against my ass and couldn’t believe that he was getting turned on. The pig!
     
    I groaned angrily, and strained to no avail. He just laughed and caressed my cheek with the smooth side of the knife. “Now, you’re gonna come with me nice and quiet, or I’ll kill you right here and tell Mr. Winthrop that I didn’t have a choice.”
     
    Maybe that would be the best way, to just let him end it now. Then I could stop worrying about dying, about running away and having to look over my shoulder all the time. My dying would solve Hawk’s problems, too. But then I thought what the hell ? This wasn’t me. I wanted to live like the next person. I didn’t deserve what was happening to me. It wasn’t my fault that Dane had turned out to be a murdering villain. I wasn’t done living yet, and I wasn’t done fighting.
     
    As long as I had breath in my body…
     
    I let myself relax, feeling the immediate mistake from the man holding me. Thinking that I’d given in, he also relaxed. I used that to my advantage and gave him a hard thrust back with my butt, at the same time twisting my mouth in an angle that allowed me to bite down on his hand. He let out a howl and for a second, no more, no less, I was free.
     
    “Fucking bitch!” he swore,