The Biker Alpha's Obession

Chapter-10 The Revelation

Hope’s POV

My entire body was already aching for him. Just being this close to Leon, feeling the heat radiating from his body and the roughness in his voice, was enough to make every thought I'd been trying to hold onto disappear.

The memory of his touch came rushing back, and the weeks I'd spent wondering what it would feel like to have him against me again suddenly felt unbearable.

I wanted him. More than I wanted to admit.

I swallowed, my gaze dropping briefly to his lips before meeting his eyes again.

“You're not the only one who's had a hard time sleeping these past few weeks,” I breathed.

Leon let out a low growl.

He grabbed the back of my neck and crushed his mouth to mine, tasting me deep and hard. His fingers ripped my bikini top away, tossing it aside, before stripping my bottoms down my legs.

Without breaking the kiss, he hooked his hands under my thighs and lifted me onto the fuel tank of DeathRider.

The metal was cold against my bare skin as his hands moved down to his waistband, dragging his boxers off in one smooth motion.

My mouth went dry at the sheer size of him—thick, hard, and throbbing to take me. I reflexively shifted, trying to press my knees together to hide how slick and desperate I already was for him.

Leon quickly pulled out a foil packet from his pocket and rolled the condom down his shaft with quick, ruthless efficiency before stepping over the bike, settling between my legs.

His body came down over mine, trapping me against the handlebars. Before I could brace myself, he dropped his head between my thighs.

A sharp gasp tore from my throat as his mouth slammed against my p***y. His hands clamped onto my hips, pinning me to the metal tank as his tongue licked a long, hot line straight up over my c**t.

"f**k, doll..." he growled, catching my c**t between his lips and sucking hard until my knees shook. "You’re soaking wet for me."

Holding my gaze, he rose and gripped the handlebars on either side of my ribs, caging me in. His knees nudged my thighs further apart, pushing me wide open.

Then he slowly pushed inside me.

My mouth popped open, my eyes closing as I felt his c**k throbbing inside me, filling me completely. He pulled back slowly, letting me feel every inch, before slamming back in hard.

“Leon…” A choked cry broke from my lips. My hands flew to his biceps, digging into his skin as the bike rocked beneath our weight. He didn't give me a second to catch my breath, setting a fast, brutal pace.

His hand left the grip, sliding down to cup my breast. He squeezed hard, rolling my peak between his fingers before dropping his head to take my n****e into his mouth. He sucked hard, swirling his tongue over the peak in rhythm with his thrusts.

White-hot heat exploded behind my eyes, every nerve ending in my body firing at once as the sensation overpowered me.

"Ah... Leon!" My voice cracked as my head rolled back. "I can't..."

Without warning, his broad palm came up and covered my eyes, shutting off my view.

"Leon... what are you doing?" I gasped, squirming under his weight as his hips pounded into me even harder.

"Shh," he gritted out against my skin. "Just feel me, doll."

Blind to everything else, the friction hit twice as hard. The wet, heavy slap of his skin against mine filled the air as he drove deep into my core over and over, pounding into me with raw force until my entire body coiled tight.

My walls clamped down hard around his shaft as a shattering orgasm hit, a loud, broken moan tearing from my throat as my p***y contracted wildly around him.

Leon didn't stop, hammering into me three more times before burying himself completely inside me, his hips locked tight against mine as he froze. A heavy groan shook his chest as he buried his face in my neck, riding out his own release.

Once his breathing settled, he lowered his hand from my eyes. His dark gaze searched my flushed face before he pulled away and wrapped his heavy leather jacket tightly around my bare shoulders, drawing me against his chest.

“Welcome to my world, doll.” His voice dropped to a dark murmur. “I hope you know what you signed up for...”

I stared blankly at him, not sure if that was a warning or a promise.

It was quite late at night when Leon dropped me off a few blocks from home. The city seemed to have finally quieted down from the celebration frenzy.

I climbed off DeathRider and smoothed down my clothes, suddenly feeling shy beneath his watchful gaze. Everything still felt surreal. I had never imagined pleasure could feel like that.

“Thank you for…everything,” I murmured, smiling up at him.

Leon studied my face before pulling me closer.

“What is there to thank me for?” he asked quietly. “I practically ravaged you. You should be pissed at me. I lost control.”

I bit my lip and shook my head. “I liked it.”

He looked a little surprised.

“I never... I never allowed myself to believe I'd live long enough to find my mate,” I admitted softly. “And then to finally experience this...” I trailed off, unable to find the words.

“Go home and get some rest,” he murmured, brushing his thumb across my cheek.

“Come with me," I urged. "Meet my parents. I want them to know I've found my mate.”

Hesitation crossed his face before he nodded. “It’s late, but I will. Soon. I promise.”

He was right about that.

“Okay," I leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek before turning toward home. I'd barely taken a few steps when I glanced back.

Leon was still there, watching me. He lifted a hand in a small wave, and I smiled before finally turning away.

Halfway to the house, my phone vibrated. I pulled it out and frowned, noticing the number of missed calls and messages from Harper. The latest one was in shouty capitals.

Harper: WHERE THE f**k ARE YOU?

Fuck.

I shoved my phone into my pocket and hurried toward the house. I was hoping to slip upstairs before anyone noticed me, just like I'd managed to do the last time.

I should have known better.

The moment I stepped inside, I froze. Mom, Dad, and Gabriel were all standing in the foyer. And Harper stood a few feet away, looking like she wanted the floor to swallow her whole.

“I'm sorry,” she mouthed. Gabriel stepped toward me.

“You're dating Leon Ashcroft?”

I stared wide-eyed at him. “Gabriel, listen—”

He picked up the newspaper from the console table and held it out to me. I frowned before my eyes dropped to the headline.

BLACK BANNER MC PRESIDENT LEON ASHCROFT SUSPECTED AGAIN IN DEADLY ARMS TRAFFICKING OPERATION

Beneath the headline was a photograph of Leon standing in front of a group of heavily tattooed men, all wearing the same black leather vests.

My stomach dropped as I read the headline again, the words slowly sinking in.

“Hope...” Gabriel's voice was low beside me.

“What the hell have you gotten yourself into?”