Chapter 11

Alicia

I was so turned on I couldn’t believe it. Back in that dark room Mace had made me come multiple times, while I’d explored my own body over the years, this was the first time I’d been intimately touched by another person. I’d decided right there and then that tonight was the night I’d lose my virginity. I didn’t know what the future was going to bring, but this handsome man was in my present and I wanted to make the best of the time we had together. When I was naked in bed waiting for Mace to finally make love to me, my phone buzzed. Since the only person who ever called me was my handler, I turned my phone off without even looking. I was far too eager to finally enjoy intimacy with Mace. He’d gone to the bathroom to clean up and as he walked back my eyes went straight to his gigantic cock.

Even after handling him in the dimly lit sex club downstairs nothing could have prepared me for the sight of a naked Mace. All the tribal tattoos, muscles, and flawless tanned skin made him gorgeous in my eyes. With his long hair loose and flowing down around his shoulders, he was breathtaking. I reached for him as he knelt on the bed.

“Talk to me, Alicia. Tell me what you want from me tonight.”

“I would think that would be obvious.”

“Maybe, but I want to hear you say it out loud, so I know we’re both on the same page.”

“I want your cock,” I told him, feeling a bit shy about being so blunt.

“Show me where you want it,” he demanded in a mild tone.

Sweet day in the morning. This man was grown and worldly. He must know where dicks go. Though I suddenly realized I was being the na?ve one here, this was his way of asking for my consent, so I shyly slid my hand down to cover my pussy.

“Good enough,” he said playfully.

He leaned over and began kissing me on the lips. It helped me relax, right up until he whispered, “I’m going to have to prepare your body to take my cock. If I don’t it might hurt.”

My legs snapped closed because the last thing in the entire world I wanted was pain in that particular place. I mean, I’ve always heard the first time can be painful and it’s just part of having sex. I immediately felt ignorant for reacting that way.

He pulled back and gave me a questioning look. “If you trust me, I’ll make sure there’s as little pain as possible for you. But if you’re not ready, we can do other things. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do tonight.”

“No. I want to. I want my first time to be with you. I really care about you and think you’re hot. I don’t want to have sex with just anybody. Sex for the first time should be special.”

He brought two fingers up to my lips. “You’re panicking. There’s no need for that because I’m willing to do whatever you want. We can have sex or no sex. Literally whatever you want, I’m there for it, beautiful.”

I released a breath that I didn’t realize I’d been holding. “You’re spoiling me for choice tonight, babe.”

“I aim to please, darlin’. Now tell me if you’re still good for some hot biker dick.”

I snorted a laugh. “Yes. But not just any hot biker dick. It has to be yours.”

“That’s what I wanted to hear,” he responded with a pleased smile on his face. “Let me tell you how this is gonna go down.” He covered my pussy with his hand and explained, “I’m eventually gonna be face down on this for a nice long time. While I’m licking your pretty little clit, my fingers are going to be inside you, getting you ready for my cock. Are you down with that?”

“Yes. A thousand times yes.”

“Great, I’ll stop askin’ and get on with the lovin’.”

When he finally stopped talking and came down on top of me, having his weight on me was a security blanket that helped me calm right now.

He cupped the side of my face with one hand and plundered my mouth like he was a man starved for affection. I knew for sure I was starved for the kind of intimacy he seemed intent upon giving me. I let him take the lead and he didn’t disappoint. His kisses were hungry and needy, making me feel desired and desperately wanted.

His hands drifted over my body, discovering all the little sensitive spots that spiked my arousal. When his mouth slid down my neck to my breasts, he nearly made me come from licking and sucking on my nipples alone. Somehow, he knew just what aroused me the most.

When he moved down my body and spread my legs wide, I encouraged him, eager for what would come next. His tongue on my clit, sliding around, teasing me, blew my mind in ways I never thought possible. Just when I didn’t think he could give me any more pleasure, he sucked on my clit. It made me come so hard it felt like the top of my head was going to come off. I just realized when I came, that all the while his fingers had been buried inside me. At this point I didn’t know if I could even take another orgasm, but I trusted him because so far, he’d proven he knew what I liked.

He brought his cock to my pussy and notched it there. When he kissed me again, I felt his cock bearing down. Somehow, I managed to take him, happily, joyfully take all that he wanted me to have. When he was fully seated inside with barely a little pinching sensation along the way, he rested there. I felt stuffed full of him, but in a good way.

That’s when he whispered in my ear, “You ready for the good stuff now?”

I nodded, eager for more and more and more. He pulled out and it felt like my world had tilted out of alignment. I felt suddenly empty and wanted nothing more than him back inside me. Then he filled me again and all was right in my world. He moved in and out of my body with deliberate care, each time faster until my entire body was flooded with pleasure. When I clenched around his cock for the first time, he howled with pleasure. It only took a few more thrusts and he was coming as well, filling me up with his hot seed.

When it was over, I tumbled off to sleep feeling cherished and desired for perhaps the first time in my life.

***

At some point I woke up in the middle of the night and found Mace sound asleep beside me. I almost turned over and went back to sleep, but I realized that I needed to call my handler back. The US Marshall Service was not known for being patient. Therefore, I slipped out of bed and headed to the bathroom with my phone in hand.

When I turned it back on, I was terrified to discover that it wasn’t my handler who had called. It was my father. He didn’t have this number—only my mom and my handler did. My blood ran cold when I saw that he’d left me a video message. My hands were trembling when I played it.

I was correct about him going back to Mexico because I could see our farm in the background. He was also extremely angry. The only way he could have gotten my number was from my mom and she would never give it to him… unless…

What had he done to her?

“Alicia, Alicia, Alicia. What am going to do with you? You refused Alejandro and ran off with some dirty biker. I don’t know what this man has told you, but it’s all lies.”

Stopping to glare at someone out of frame for a moment, he looked back at the screen and continued. “Your mama and I will be returning to Griffinsford in two weeks. We leave for the US soon. You will meet us at the county line and come to our new property. This one will be located far from the watchful eyes of those bikers.”

I was already shaking my head no before he finished talking, even though I knew he couldn’t see me. There was nothing he could say to persuade me to return to the life he’d chosen for me. For me, there was no other option than to avoid him at all costs. But it was his next words that chilled me to the bone.

“You will obey me in all things and most especially on the issue of who you will marry. This is not a decision I made lightly, nor will I tolerate your refusal. I will slowly destroy the one thing you care most about if you do not do as I say. Do not even think of double-crossing me with those bikers.”

He reached out and jerked my mother into the frame. She had a black eye that was almost swollen shut. “Your mother paid for your decision to run away. She will pay for every bad decision you make.”

I heard her say, “No, Alicia. Don’t listen to him, stay where you are.”

He backhanded her across her face and turned back to the camera. “And just so you know, you will be punished for her bad decisions. Understand me when I say that you cannot win this battle you have chosen to wage against my authority. I will contact you when we arrive.”

The message ended and for the first time I knew true terror. He had always hit her, but never in such a cold calculating manner. Her eye looked like it needed medical attention. I knew it was wrong to hate a parent, but I hated my father with the fire of a thousand suns.

What’s worse was that although I trusted Mace and his MC to protect me, there was no way for them to protect my mom. My father had me between a rock and hard place. If I did anything except exactly what he asked, then it was lights out for my mother. I’d seen my father beat a man to death before. It was gruesome. I couldn’t let that happen to my mother. Not now. Not ever.

I sat down on the side of the bathtub and turned this situation over in my brain. I was trapped and so was my mom. My father certainly was a vicious, deceitful man who didn’t mind using family against family to get what he wanted. And it was becoming increasingly clear that none of us were safe as long as he still existed in his world.

I ran myself a bath and quietly got into the tub to soak all my stress away. I slid my entire body under the water and stared up at the ceiling for as long as I could before sitting back up again.

That’s when the bathroom door opened, and Mace slipped into the room. Without saying a word, he climbed into the bathtub behind me and pulled me back until I was lying against his chest. “Everything’s gonna be okay, sweetheart. No matter what’s bothering you, we can fix it if we stick together.”

I nodded and turned sideways so he could wrap me up in his big arms.

“Wanna tell me what’s up? This isn’t about what we did, is it?” He asked.

I shook my head. Not daring to tell him about the video message from my father, I told him a white lie. “I’m just worried about leaving my mother behind. She doesn’t do very well by herself. I just miss her.”

“Do you want me to go to Mexico and pick her up for you or send her a plane ticket?”

I closed my eyes to keep from crying at how sweet he was to volunteer to do that. However, the last thing in the world I needed was for him to end up south of the border where the cartels ruled, and everyday people were left to their heartless whims. No, there was nothing he could do because even now my mother was in my father’s clutches. So, I lied again to the man I was falling in love with.

“No thank you, babe. I don’t think she would leave Mexico. It’s her home after all.”

“Alright,” he replied in an odd tone of voice. “If you change your mind, let me know.”

We stayed in the water until it started to get cold and then Mace lifted me out of the tub and sat on the edge of the bed and dried me off with a towel, before pulling the blanket over us and holding me as we fell asleep for the second time tonight. Mace was among the best of men. I knew that come what may, I could count on his help when the time came.

I just needed to come up with some kind of plan, one that involved rescuing my mom and getting us both to safety before my father realized what was happening.