All Chapters of The Bratva Biker Girl: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I wake up from my 'drugged' sleep slowly, enjoying being cuddled up to a warm body especially when the hands stroking my body move slowly up to my core. 'Oh God, that feels so good.'My brain is full of cotton wool but the sensations I'm feeling are like nothing I have ever felt before. 'Oh my, oh my, he's touching me. He's touching me right there.'I cannot control my body's reaction to him. His lips are on my neck, kissing and nippng and I melt against him. I want more, so much more.'Come for me baby.'His voice is deep and sexy and I want to obey him.'Oh, please, d, don't stop.'I stutter as I beg him to ease the pressure building inside me. It feels so good, so, so good. No man has ever touched me there before or spoken to me the way does.'I can't wait to bury my cock deep inside you baby. I promise it will feel even better when it's my mouth and my tongue right here.'He pinches my clit and I gasp the pain followed by such intense pleasure is going to be my undoing.I feel li

After I told the women what had happened, they said they would help me. They told me to rest on the small truckle bed Julianne tugged out and leave everything to them. I must have been exhausted because I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, and when they woke me up, there was a young guy with them.'This is my cousin, Travis, he's going to take you to a safer house and from there you can contact your father so he can come and rescue you.'The sound of Harleys pulling into the little courtyard in front of these apartments had Stacey running to the tiny window and giving a horrified shout.'Oh fuck, oh fuck, how the fuck did they find us so fast?'She spun around to Julieanne, and they barely had time to shrug into their jackets before the sound of heavy boots on the stairs made us all look to the door.'Get her out of the back and away from here as soon as our men take us out the front.'Stacey told Travis just as Cormack and Liam burst through the door.'What the fuck is t

I stared at Travis and his father as the sound of the Harleys grew louder, and from the looks on their faces, they could see the fear on mine.'T, Travis?'I stuttered, my eyes wide and looking around widely for any exit, when his father stepped forward.'Don't you worry, little girl, I won't let that fucking biker get you.'I watch in horror as he grabs an old shotgun and heads out onto the porch.'No, no.'I try to move to stop him, but Travis grabs me and pushes me backwards against the wall standing in front of me. We hear the bikes pull up, and then the engines cut off, and the sound of boots crunching across the gravel reaches us, and I'm beginning to panic, my breathing coming out in small pants.'We have to go. We have to go.'I'm chanting, finding it hard to drag in oxygen as we listen to Travis' father facing down Killian and then the sound of the rifle exploding. My fear reaches fever point, and I scream, fighting to get past Travis so I can run away, but he grabs me, thro

I stared at the locked doors. His two goons had dragged me here from the bedroom, and now they expected me to walk down the aisle as if this were a normal wedding. One of them opens the door, and I start to fight wildly, screaming that I will not get married. One of the goons grabs me and throws me over his shoulder and marches down the aisle. I beat his broad, muscled back with my fists, but I'm so small that they do not affect him. I'm dropped at the feet of that damn man, and he's smirking at me with his beautiful eyes, running over my body hungrily, and I can't help my body's reaction to him. To hide my attraction, I resort to anger and tell him that Papa will kill him if he goes through with this. When he grabs me and spins me around, I come face-to-face with my father. Hope burns through my veins so quickly that I have to fight the tears that sting the back of my throat. I try to take a step toward him, but the Priest is talking, and my Papa finally looks at me and says in Russ

I stared around me. It was a beautiful night, warm and sultry, and the Bikers were enjoying themselves at her wedding reception. ''My wedding reception?'I had thought sadly that this was not what I had imagined it would be like. I had dreamed of elegant people, the men dressed in tuxedos, the women in beautiful gowns. There would have been a three-piece band playing classical music, with dancing and soft chatter. It was nothing like the loud music and brash men and women making out so openly in front of my eyes.The food was untouched in front of me, the very thought of eating made me nauseous, I had drunk the glass of champagne then, as everyone had completely ignored me, so I had helped myself to as many glasses as I could. It had been a mistake; all the alcohol did was make me feel more depressed.I was so lonely, but every opening for my escape was shut.He had made sure of it. Her mind replayed her father's words over and over again.'She was worthless. It was not normal for