The Biker's Rules novel Chapter 49

***POV - Damion

"Hi, sorella!" Alejandro strides into the kitchen and grabs Mel from behind and swings her through the air. She gives a little scream and then throws her arms around his neck and whispers something in his ear, before getting all red again. Alejandro gets this big mischievous smile on his face, lighting up his eyes. And suddenly I have these murderous thoughts running through my mind. I just can t seem to get a grip on this guy – my gut doesn t like him.

Who invited him anyway? I close my eyes and rub my forehead with my fist, counting slowly to ten. Fuck. I don t even have a girlfriend for a day and I m on my way to jail to serve out a life sentence for committing murder. Somebody messes up my hair and I open my eyes and slowly stare at the culprit, possibly my second victim on my killing spree. Jackson smiles at me and I can just rip his smirk from his face.

"Jealous much?" he teases. I bite my tongue, pulling my lips into a line, and keep my hands safely in my pockets. I keep my eyes on Mel now talking to Noah.

"You for sure have changed." He pats me on my back approvingly and it snaps me out of my jealous haze. I walk to Mel, pull her into my arms and kiss her passionately, earning some 'oohs 'ahs and 'what the fucks from the people around us. I hope Mr. Italian gets the message strong and clear.

"Oookkk," Enrique pulls it out sarcastically, "let us load all this stuff and get going before I throw up." They pick up the baskets and everybody starts walking outside.

Only then do I let Mel go slowly.

"What was that?" She asks with a raspy sexy voice, her eyes full of emotion.

"Because I can." I take her hand and we walk to where the rest are waiting patiently.

"Have fun guys … I m going to munch and sleep." Ilkay just came from a long shift and he s going to hurt the bed in one of my guestrooms. Since Logan and Ilkay are not going with us, Alejandro and Noah borrow their bikes, leaving Jesse to drive the girls, the food, and bags with the Jeep down the beach to the waterfall.

"See you girls just now," I kickstart my bike, eager to get some of my control back for a little while, cause breaking my rules, being with Mel is unhinging my life. It s not necessarily a bad thing, it s just that I need to change my ways of coping a little. Usually, when I feel as if my demons are coming out to play, I fall back onto my rules and either get on my bike or find a girl to fuck. Well, that s not an option – hasn t been for a while now.

But from now on my little angel s voodoo-vagina is going to save me frequently and repeatedly. I think about my cock entering her pussy, the look in her eyes when the orgasm hits her, her hands on my dick ….

"Damion!" Axel shouts just in time, I almost hit a branch. Shit, I need to get my head out of her honey-pot and into the task up ahead. We reach the top of the small cliff and we shut down our bikes. I m going first, because of my background with bikes, I m always the one testing out the water. I know the plan is to ride along the edge of the mountain to the waterfall and then go down the path to the beach where the girls would be waiting for us already. But I need just a little more excitement today. I plan to jump over a gap between the waterfall and the end part of the mountain that leads into the ocean. From there I ll have to make another jump down to the beach.

I give them a thumbs-up, then I pull the throttle and ride off the cliff with a back turn, landing solidly and then I speed up so I can make the jump over the gap. It s risky, but I ve done it before a few times, and it s always exhilarating, just the adrenaline boost I need right now. I need to focus and concentrate, so without slowing down I just glance back to make sure everybody made their jumps, and are following close behind me as we speed on the pass along the peak of the mountain. This path is rather dangerous, one miscalculation and you could end up rolling down a ledge, but we know it well, as we like to ride up here a lot. The jump coming up is a different story though. I need to be fast enough to make it over the stretch, but I also need to quickly regain my balance before making the jump to the beach, as the last peak I'm going to land on isn t very big.

If I fall it would be a rather nasty drop straight onto some sharp rocks. Not something I would like to experience today, or any day for that matter. Like I said before, I don t have a death wish, just need to get a fix. I m almost at the start of the waterfall, I keep my focus on my driving and what I need to do – get enough speed, do a back-flip jump over the gap – a big one – no problem.

But then I see my Jeep Hurricane standing on the beach. I hesitate for a moment and pull on my brake when I see Mel looking up at me, fear all over her face, but it s too late. One of the guys is yelling at me!

Speed, I don t have enough speed! I m going to crash! Fuck!

In a panicked attempt, I twist my hand on the petrol, hoping for the best. I pull the front of the bike up when the wheel reaches the end of the mountain and then I go flying over the gap, landing short on the other side, one wheel hanging dangerously over the side. I kick myself away from the bike trying to grab hold of the edge of the cliff as my bike slides down and lands with a thundering noise on the rocks below.

My fingers are cramping and I can t secure my grip with the gloves. I desperately try to find a foothold but the rocks are slippery from the moss covering it. Panicking I look around for anything that I could grab and the next moment I let go, the sound of a scream ringing in my ears. I manage to grab hold of the small tree, growing on the edge, on my way down, and for a few moments, I m swinging in mid-air, frantically clinging onto the thin tree trunk with a cramping hand, a few meters above where my bike is being crushed by the rage of the ocean.

Eventually, I manage to pull myself up and climb back onto the ledge.

I lie on my back, trying to regain my breath and steady my heartbeat. Shit! That was close. Not what I had in mind, but it worked, I got more than my fix. Fuck. I get up and look over my body, a cut on my leg, some scrapes, and bruises but I m fine. I wave at the guys waiting on the other side, a sign that everything is ok.

"Dude, that was a close one!" Axel shouts over to me.

"Can you get down from there?" Jackson now shouts. I look down at the beach, seeing the girls staring blankly at me. I walk to the other side where there are no rocks at the bottom, but sand instead. I manage to climb down until I m just a few meters from the beach. Now I need to jump off and onto the beach, so I do a fancy flip and land safely on the soft sand. The guys are already waiting for me. They drove down the safe way.

Jackson speaks first. "Are you ok? Shit, what were you thinking dude."

"Why did you hesitate?" Enrique asks, looking at me as if I m responsible for all my actions. Ok, I suppose I am. I pull up my shoulders not sure myself.

"You ve got a nasty cut on your leg. You should get that stitched up." Axel pulls the tear in my pants open so he can see the wound.

"I think one of the branches from the tree tore into my flesh." I get onto the back of Jackson s bike and we drive down the beach back to the house. For some reason, the girls decided to race back home without a word or even stopping. They just drove past us throwing up sand in their haste. Shit, Dean is going to be more than pissed about the bike, but it wasn t my fault. It s these stupid bloody feelings, the loss of my control.

I get off the bike, my body stiff and a little sore. Mel eyes me walking with a limp and then looks into my eyes without saying a word. She walks up to me until she stands so close I can actually kiss her, but something in her eyes tells me that it might just be painful.

"Are you ok?" Her eyes keep mine trapped and for some reason my mouth is dry.

"Yep, it s just a scrape. Nothing serious." I smile my best smile, hoping it will lighten her mood, cause I don t have any idea why she seems so mad.

"Good." The next moment her hand slaps my cheek with brutal force, sending my head whirling to the side. Damn, that hurt. My face burns like fire.

"Ouch!" Jackson moans as if feeling my pain. She s still keeping her eyes locked with mine, then she turns around and walks down to the beach.

"OMG, you broke my sister." Jackson snickers softly next to me. I feel like the angel that got kicked out from cloud number 9 without knowing what the hell he did wrong.

"What the hell were you thinking? No, wait, you were not thinking, were you?" Kiara starts her principal speech on me.

"What? She knew we were going for a ride." She looks at me observantly while the others join us standing around the Jeep.

"You have no idea." I run my finger over my arm where blood is trickling from a small scrape.

"Just let me finish, but I m also not sorry because I had to do that for myself."

"You re a crazy freaking lunatic bastard!"

"It s in my DNA I suppose, I was born wild and stupid."

"Hahaha – nice try."

"So you forgive me?" She struggles to get out of my arms and stands up.

"I m going to the bathroom, will tell you when I get back." There s a glint in her eye and I m not sure I like the way she smiles. I follow her cause she looks as if she s going to challenge the devil and his whole army or something.

"Wait here!" I stay on the veranda while she goes inside – not eager to test my luck any further. I guess I understand her point of view, but I can handle the stunts, like I said, if she wasn t there I would have done it perfectly.

"Damion!" She calls my name and then my heart stops right in its tracks. She s standing on the edge of the balcony of my room, overlooking the pool, naked my I just say, and I just know she s going to jump. I watch her while holding my breath and she lands in the pool with a big splash.

Her head pops above the water and she screams with excitement and because the water is probably freezing. She gets out and runs into the house, dripping wet. For what feels like forever I can only stand there, frozen to the spot, my mind spinning like a fucking tornado. Feelings of lust, anger, and fear are all at war with each other, and I m not sure which one is the strongest.

I run after her and catch up just as she s about to enter my room. I grab her arm.

"What the fuck was that?" I m horrified and frustrated, anger blocking my mind. And at the same time, fear s grubby paws are gripping my heart, while lust has its hands solidly on my cock. She just bites her lip and stares at me with mischievous eyes. Her body is covered in goosebumps and her nipples are hard as fuck.

"Every time you do something stupid and stop my heart, I'll return the gesture." She looks defiantly at me and it's way too sexy.

I hiss and pull her into a kiss, my lips coming down on hers hard, cause I m still furious.

"NO, SHIT!" Ilkay just came from the spare bedroom and he covers his eyes with his hands, swearing some more. Luckily Mel was hidden from his view by my body.

"Ship!" She screams and runs into my room. I give a small smile, I ll deal with that little witch later and boy am I going to enjoy it.

"It s safe now," I tell him and he opens his eyes, looking pissed off at me. Hey, I forgot that he s still here.

"Was she just naked? Why are you here? Shit, what did I miss?" I take his elbow and drag him down the stairs.

"Oh, I ll tell you all about it, but I need you to fix my leg first."