Dragon's Queen

Chapter Seven

Friday arrived quickly and I was a mix of excited and nervous energy. Tonight, was Garrett's gig and I promised him I would go and I knew that it would be good for me, a great distraction from everything screwed up in my life. I hadn't seen Garrett since we had coffee Monday but he had texted a few times. I had gone over what Carly had said about deciding how I feel about Garrett and I realised that I needed to forget about Jackson, that Carly was ultimately right and that he would only hurt me. Garrett was nice and he made me feel free whenever I was around him. As much as the fact he was in a MC club should scare me it excited me more than anything. Sure, I should probably steer clear of the danger being with Garrett could put me in but for some reason I just couldn't.

Carly had walked back into our dorm room and insisted that we dress super sexy for 'our' boys. I wasn't completely comfortable with the idea but then I decided the throw caution to the wind and follow her lead.

I was dressed in a super tight black strapless dress that hit mid thigh that I had paired with my new pair of hot pink stilettos. I went heavy with my makeup, deciding that tonight I would go all out. When we were both ready we called a cab, and made our way to Big Toni's bar. The fact it was called Big Toni's should have been the first hint that it was perhaps not your normal everyday bar but in fact a biker bar and also because Garrett's dad's name was Toni and he was the president of the club.

Great now we were both dressed like high class hookers in a bar full of men who only looked at women as a quick screw. We walked through the front door and headed straight for the bar. I paid and grabbed my beer, spotting a table in the corner and rushing over to grab it before someone else did. My phone buzzed in my bra because I mean where else was I going to put it. It was Garrett and I instantly smiled.

Hey beautiful, u here yet?  

My smile got even bigger when I read his text, it was short and simple, but it was nice.

"Three guesses who" Carly laughed, taking a sip of her drink.

"Oh, shut up!" I giggled. I don't think I have ever truly giggled, at least not in the last little while and here I was in a bar full of bikers, giggling over a boy.

Yep :) at a table in the back

I quickly typed out my reply and then took the opportunity to look around the bar. It was then that I noticed the table over leering at us; it was full of men with beer bellies and greying beards. Yuck! Thankfully Garrett took that exact moment to walk over to our table. He stopped briefly to talk to the leering guys; they talked to him as he looked between us and then he nodded his head and continued over to us.

"Hey girls" he smiled at us and took a seat next to me, throwing his arm over my shoulders. It took me by surprise, we never really talked about whatever this was that we were doing but we hadn't openly flaunted a relationship. Garrett must have noticed my body tense slightly because he leaned into me and whispered in my ear.

"They need to know you belong to me or they wouldn't have left you alone" he said as way of explanation.

Most girls would have gotten angry at some guy for assuming that he owned them but for some reason the idea didn't frighten me, it gave me butterflies. I leaned into Garrett and sipped my beer. It didn't take Stix long to join our table and then the other member in the band. Half an hour went by with a steady stream of chatting happening between everyone in the bar; the band all stood up and headed for the back room behind the stage to get ready to perform. I was a little nervous to be left alone with a bunch of rowdy bikers but I dulled those nerves with a shot of tequila and then another and then another. Soon I had a pretty amazing buzz going and I was feeling great. Garrett, Stix and the rest of the band members took to the stage and they were incredible. Carly grabbed my hand and pulled me up and into the middle of the dance floor; for once in my life I felt completely in my element as I let loose and drowned in the music and beat.

The band played for half an hour and then the house DJ took over and the boys came back out to join us. I headed to the bar to grab Carly and I another round of drinks when an unfamiliar set of arms wrapped around my waist. The huge guy holding me pushed me up against the bar and ground his arousal into my back. "Hey baby, you're looking sexy. Care to join me out the back" he whispered into my ear; he smelt disgusting! Like stale beer and rotting food; I gagged and shook my head, too scared to speak. "Come on, I know you want it, I saw you dancing out there; you're begging for it" he slurred. I could feel the adrenaline pulsing through my veins and I started struggling against him which only seemed to make him hornier. There was no way in hell I could out muscle this guy and my hope of getting out of his grasp were extinguished.

Before I had a chance to do anything else the guy holding me was thrown off me and now standing over him was a very pissed off looking Garrett.  

"Tag why the f**k are you touching my woman!" Garrett yelled at him in between punches. I have never seen anyone as pissed off as Garrett is right now.

He hauls the guy named Tag up and throws him against the bar, followed by another punch to the stomach; Tag all the while is laughing.

"Your woman?" he laughs, "slut doesn't look like she belongs to anyone brother" he spits blood out at Garret. I'm shocked that this guy has actually just called me a slut; I'm so pissed off right now!

"She ain't no slut dickhead and you're no brother of mine!" Garret fumes, punching Tag once more for good measure. 

"You actually claiming this b***h Dragon?" Tag's expression said it all, he was disgusted but about what I had no idea. It appeared he didn't like me because I looked like some kind of w***e. f*****g asshole.

"f*****g oath I'm claiming her" Garrett declared to the entire bar.

"You're a f*****g i***t Dragon, you think this skinny b***h will handle this life style. Couldn't even handle me grinding on her. b***h screams innocent. I'm sure Dragon here will sort you right out though honey so don't worry" he sneered at me; I'm glad it's dark because I blushed profusely when he called me innocent because in truth I was and I was embarrassed to be with this sexy and experienced man and surrounded by all these experienced people when I had only ever been with one guy and I barely remember it.

"f**k you Tag! You're a f*****g cunt when you're drunk. f*****g go home and sleep it off before you do something you'll regret" Garrett turned his back on Tag and came over to me and pulled me into a big bear hug; he pulled back and inspected me with his eyes, clearly looking for any signs I was going to bolt. But I had no intention of bolting now, it may seem f****d up but knowing he will stand there protect me and show his feelings in front of his club ment the world to me and made me like him even more.

"You okay baby?" he asked softly, kissing my forehead.

"I'm fine Garrett, he just scared me that's all" I whispered into his chest as I hugged him again.

"I'm so sorry baby, that should never have happened to you, I'm so f*****g angry with Tag, I could kill him for touching what's mine." he declared again.

"It's okay...Just... Dragon?" I asked and earned myself a chuckle from him.

"It's my road name sugar" he smiled his dimpled smile and I was done for. Garrett. Dragon owned me. Jackson who?

I looked up and into his eyes, then hopped onto my tippy toes and kissed him square on the mouth. He wrapped his arms around my waist and deepened the kiss; he stroked his tongue against mine and I felt his slowly growing erection against my stomach. I wanted him so badly in that moment, nothing else mattered. I hoisted myself up and wrapped my legs around his waist, grinding against him earning a growl from him; I was just going with the flow of what I felt in the moment. I heard some wolf whistles and hollers and I slowly pulled away from the kiss, blinking up at Dragon. Burning desire was the only thing I could see in his expression and I decided that I was going to give myself to him tonight, no restraint.

"Let's get out of here" I whispered into his ear, giving him a little bite. He groaned, lowered me to the ground and grabbed my hand, leading me back to our table. We said our goodbyes then found the exit.

We walked over to his bike in silence. He stopped in front of it, paused and then turned back around to me; looking me over.

"You sure about this?" his body language gave away his lust but his eyes showed his concern for me. I gave him a reassuring smile and hoped on my tippy toes to kiss him.

"I'm sure" I gave him another smile and grabbed the spare helmet that he now had in his hands and put it on. He climbed onto the bike and started it up; I climbed on behind him with some difficulty; I was trying not to flash the people coming and going from the bar. Deciding it was probably pointless in this dress, I slid myself up the bike so the junction between my legs was pressed right up against his back. He reached behind him and grabbed my hands, pulling them around his middle. There wasn't a part of me that wasn't now touching him.

The ride to Garrett's place was exhilarating, the wind blowing in my face was like nothing I could ever explain; I saw the city in a completely different light now. We pulled up to his place which was a huge two-story house with 5 bedrooms and 6 bathrooms, a huge swimming pool, spa and outdoor BBQ area. It was my dream home, it was amazing and I loved it. He parked his bike in the two-car garage and turned it off. With the noise of his Harley now gone, I was suddenly feeling nervous about being alone with him. I wasn't regretting leaving with him or my intentions, I planned on following through, I certainly wasn't a tease but this was going to be my 'first' time with a guy or at least the first meaningful time and I had a right to be feeling slightly anxious. Garrett grabbed my hand and lead me through the house into the kitchen.

"Do you want a drink babe?" I nodded at him; he went to the fridge and pulled out two beers and handed one to me. He opened his and took a long drink; I stood there in awe of this man, he was drop dead gorgeous. His chiselled jaw drew me in as I watched him drink. I couldn't believe I was here with this guy right now. This kind of stuff doesn't happen to me. I hear his deep masculine laugh and realise he has caught me staring.

"You like what you see baby?" he has a sly smile on his face and he stalks towards me. He slams his beer down next to me and slams his lips down on mine. The kiss is fierce and filled with lust. He pulls back, grabbing my hand and leading me up the stairs and into his room.

"Come here" he says sitting down on the bed. I do what he says and go and sit next to him.

"You sure this is what you want sugar" he says, grasping my jaw in his strong hands and stroking. I'm getting flustered from this simple touch.

"I want this Garrett," I tell him, moving closer on the bed. He looks me in the eye and nods and I then realise that there is no going back now. I don't wait for him to make the first move because he is staring at me with a thoughtful look on his face. I shift and sit on his lap, straddling him. When he kisses me, I don't stop him, this is what I want. He grabs me roughly and shifts me so I'm now standing in front of him. He strips me quickly, not wasting anytime. When I'm standing in front of him completely naked he takes the time to look my body over, up and down with just his eyes. It is pure torture to stand there and not touch him.

"God, your body is f*****g incredible," he whispers as he reaches out to grab a piece of hair that has fallen in front of my face.

"Glad you think so," I reply shyly. He makes me feel like the most beautiful person in the world with the way he is staring at me right now.

He starts to undress himself but I stop him, wanting to do it myself. Unlike him I undress him slowly, taking my time and enjoying revealing him. His body is impressive, it's all hard, chiselled angles. When he's fully naked he pushes me back onto the bed and kisses my lips. His tongue explores my mouth. He knows what he's doing, which for a second has me questioning what I'm doing but only for a second. When he gently pushes into me I forget everything else. It doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would, which is surprising because he is huge and the guy I lost my virginity to was certainly not. This guy was a man not a boy.

"I'm sorry baby but I don't think I can be gentle" he whispers huskily.

"I don't want you to" I moan my reply, enjoying the feel of him inside me. He looks me in the eye and I know when he accepts what I've told him as the truth because he thrusts deeply, cursing as he does. He shows me exactly what I've been missing out on all these years. I'm in pure ecstasy as I come, once and then twice. He thrusts once more before finishing inside me. He collapses on top of me and we stay that way for a few minutes with him still inside me before he pulls out and rolls onto his back next to me.

"That was incredible baby," he smirks at me, I blush.

"Come join me for a shower?" he stands up and heads for the ensuite, I hear him start the shower and drag myself off the bed and head in after him. He is standing under the spray and, the water rushing down his body. My mouth starts watering at the sight. I shake my head to clear my lust filled thoughts and hop in behind him. He turns around and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me flush against him and his evident arousal.

"You're my girl Evelyn. No other guy is to touch you" his voice turning hard when he mentions another guy touching me. I smile up at him and nod my head, no longer able to speak. I have a boyfriend.

"You gonna be my old lady baby, I've claimed you," he kisses my lips before pulling away and giving me, a panty melting smile. My feelings are so strong after such a little time, it scares me in a way. When the fog in my head clears I ask him a question that has been bothering me for a while.

"The age gap doesn't bother you?" I look down, not wanting to look at him in case he realises the difference does bother him.

"Not at all sugar. You're 19, legal," he pulls me tighter to him like he thinks I might have changed my mind.

I clear my throat, "I am but you're 28."

He pulls back from me and cups my face, "it doesn't bother me, ain't gonna change my feelings for you" he kisses me deeply and proceeds to show me just how much it doesn't bother him.