The Biker's Virgin (Satan's Beasts MC Nomad Chapter 1)

He advanced toward her but she stepped back. It was his look. She’d come to a board with advertisements on it that stopped her from leaving him. He put his hand either side of her head, caging her in. Some of her wild hair was behind his hands, and he didn’t mind keeping her in place. If she moved, she’d cause herself some pain, but he had no interest in hurting her.

He wanted her to know that he wanted her more than anything. Staring into her eyes, he smiled. “You really shouldn’t have said that.”

“I’m not a virgin.”

“Don’t lie to me. Your honesty is refreshing. I have no interest in lies. You’re a virgin? No man has ever touched this virgin pussy?”

He didn’t put a hand on her. Her lips called to be kissed. He wanted to fucking take her but instead, he held back, not wanting to overwhelm her. Piper was used to people taking what she didn’t want and he wasn’t about to start up now. He had no interest in hurting her. What he wanted from her, he’d get it, but he had patience and rushing her wouldn’t work.

She shook her head at his question.

What had he asked her? Oh, yes, if no man had ever touched this virgin pussy.

“I think it’s time I take you home.” He stepped away from her and climbed onto his bike.

“Is that it?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“You don’t want anything else?”

“When I want something, I’ll ask for it. For now, I don’t want anything.” He winked at her.

“Why did you do all of that?”

“I wanted to find out what you were like and now I have my answer.”

“It doesn’t make any sense,” she said.

“Come on, get on. We have a deal, don’t we?” He promised to get her home then to the bar for yet more work. Didn’t this woman know how to play? He had a feeling she didn’t. He’d teach her how.

She hesitated for a split second before rushing toward him.

He waited to ride until she’d gotten comfortable. “Tell me where I’m headed once I hit town.”

She gave him directions and at first, he rode all the way into town. He didn’t once slow down his speed. He was the kind of guy who liked to go fast and no one was there to stop him. Piper didn’t let go of him and the heat of her pressed against his back. Soon, he’d be inside her, claiming her cherry, letting her know what it was like to be fucked by a man. Her first time was going to be perfect. Painful, there was no getting away from it, but he knew how to ride that pain with pleasure and he would.

Arriving back to town, he followed her instructions and came to a trailer park. He stopped abruptly and she went to climb off.

“Tell me which one?” he asked.

She pointed across the field toward a modest-sized trailer with a couple of deck chairs out front.

He parked his bike and waited as she climbed off. This time, she didn’t fall down.

“You wait here. I won’t be long.” She walked into the trailer but he was curious by nature. Following her inside, he saw it was clean and tidy and clearly owned by women.

“This is home?”

“Yes, has been all my life.”

“And you don’t know where your father is?” he asked.

She came out of a room with a towel in her hands. “I don’t know who he is. No one does. My mom liked to party and she said no one needs a dad to have a good life.”

“Did your mom give you a good life?”

“She did. Or at least she tried to. It’s kind of hard as she had a reputation before I went to school. She works hard though, parties even harder.” She shrugged.

She disappeared into a small alcove, sliding the door closed. He stepped closer, hearing the shower run.

This was her life. He walked into the room she’d come out of. It had a single bed pressed against the window. It looked like she shared with her sister. One bed was made, the other not.

On the bed was a book. He picked it up and started to flick through it. There were locations, cutouts from magazines, postcards of places to go, museums to visit.

Seconds later, she appeared in her bedroom. “What are you doing?”

“You want to travel?”

She sighed. “It was a dream but now I’d settle for an apartment. If my sister’s here with a man, there’s no way I’m sleeping in my bed, so I often take the couch, or outside. I’m ready to leave when you are.”

She wanted to get out and explore, and he was a man who lived on the roads. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know he could give her her heart’s desire, but could she give him his?