Page 23 of Protected By the Bikers Next Door (Never Just One #4)

Harper

T he guys and I booked my ultrasound right away.

Two days later, we were in the clinic, staring at the tiny, bean-shaped baby on the monitor.

It was one of the happiest days of my life.

The ultrasound has been proudly displayed on the fridge, bringing me joy every time I look at it.

That was until I received another note this morning.

When the ultrasound image falls out of the crisp, white envelope, I automatically look over to the refrigerator, wondering if my stalker has been inside and taken it.

But it’s there, pinned to the fridge with a brightly colored magnet.

Which can only mean one thing—somehow, my stalker has accessed my medical records.

Beneath the photo, in an angry scrawl, are the words: Bye-bye, Baby.

My legs buckle beneath me, and Hawk grabs me just in time, guiding me over to the nearest chair.

I can feel myself start to hyperventilate, and he encourages me to take deep breaths, putting my head between my legs.

He must have sent the others a message, because only moments later, Wolf and Bear arrive, their handsome faces marred with worry.

With a sick feeling in my gut, I know it’s time for me to tell the truth.

“I’ve got something I need to tell you. I’m sorry I didn’t before, but honestly, I’m not supposed to. Maybe I shouldn’t even tell you now,” I dither, wondering how to reveal such earth-shattering news.

Bear takes my hand, squeezing it reassuringly. “Whatever it is, we’ll figure it out together. There’s nothing you can tell us that will scare us away. We’re a team. You’re ours.”

“My name isn’t Harper Collins. Or at least, it didn’t used to be. I’m under witness protection.”

An expression of understanding crosses Hawk’s face, as if things finally make sense now.

I presume he’s been using his tech skills to dig into my past while finding out about my stalker.

“That explains why your online presence is so minimal; why I couldn’t find out much about you that far back. How long have you been in the program?”

“Six years. I used to live in Chicago. I worked as a paralegal. One night, I was working late when I heard a commotion in my boss’s office next door.

I peeked through a crack in the door and witnessed a man shoot my boss at point-blank range.

He died instantly. It turned out that the man was Viktor Volkov, a powerful boss in the Russian mafia.

I was the only witness who lived long enough to testify against him.

He was sentenced to twenty-five years to life.

My sentence was that I had to give up my life, move to a new state, and live under the witness protection scheme. ”

“I remember reading about him in the news, he’s an evil son of a bitch,” Wolf says quietly, his face a mask; the only sign of his agitation is the tightness of his jaw.

“Do you think Viktor could be behind the notes? Surely if you’re under the witness protection scheme, there’s no way he could have found you?” Bear asks.

“I don’t know. He has connections everywhere.

The thing is, my identity has been compromised.

Ryan, my ex, initially joined the program with me.

When we split three years ago, he wanted out.

He was allowed to, under the condition that he wouldn’t have contact with Jenny and me.

This was fine until about six months ago, when he started making a fuss, claiming he had custody rights.

My friend Mira was the one who recommended that I join the program, and I was fortunate enough to have her as my witness protection agent.

She recently advised that we move so that Ryan wouldn’t know where we are and give away our new location, but he tracked us down.

If anyone was trying to find us, all they needed to do was follow Ryan right to us. ”

“Fucking idiot,” Hawk snarls.

“What kind of father would put his kid at risk like that?” Bear adds, shaking his head in disbelief.

“I haven’t told Mira yet about Ryan or my stalker. She’d insist we move, possibly do a full identity change. I just can’t face it.”

“But if you tell Mira, the cops could just interview Volkov, find out if he’s the one behind all this.”

I take a deep breath, preparing to tell them the worst news of all. “I can’t, because Viktor Volkov was released from prison three months ago. He got out on a technicality.”

“Shit, Harper, why didn’t you say something sooner? If not to us, then to Mira?” Wolf says, pacing the room.

“I guess I was just burying my head in the sand, praying that he couldn’t possibly have found me.

I didn’t think he would look for me so soon, that he would find me so easily.

I kept trying to find other explanations.

” I admit, feeling pathetic and foolish.

“I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want to scare you off, plus they drill it into us how we’re not supposed to reveal our identity.

Then, I didn’t tell Mira because I didn’t want to leave.

I don’t want to leave. I’m happy here, and there’s no way I could ask all of you to uproot your lives, but I can’t leave you either. ”

“Don’t worry, you’re not going anywhere; we’ll protect you,” Wolf promises.

“How? You don’t know what he’s like, what he’s capable of,” I say fearfully.

“Because he doesn’t know what we’re capable of,” Hawk says darkly.

“Look, Harper, if you want to leave, to run away and hide again, we’ll understand. But if you stay, I promise we’ll protect you,” Wolf says.

“I want to stay. Now that he’s out and found me so easily, what’s to stop him from doing it again?

I don’t want to run for the rest of my life.

I can’t uproot my life and leave everyone I care about behind again.

Mira wouldn’t even be able to know my new identity if I did.

I don’t want to lose you all, not now that I’ve finally found you and found happiness.

I won’t let Viktor take that from me,” I pause.

All three men are looking at me and the compassion and love I see in their eyes almost undoes me.

I continue, “He took everything, my life, eventually my marriage. Ryan never got over the resentment of giving up everything for me. He believed that if he didn’t have things, they would somehow magically be better for him.

He blamed his lack of success and fulfillment on me.

I’ve spent six years being terrified that one day Viktor would find me and get his revenge.

I don’t want to be afraid any longer,” I say, determined, wiping the tears from my eyes.

“That’s my girl, we’ll make this fucker pay,” Wolf promises.

Hawk clears his throat. “Seeing as we’re confessing things. I think I know how we can catch the guy who’s leaving the messages.”

“Why the fuck didn’t you mention it before?” Bear snaps, with uncharacteristic venom in his voice.

“Because it involves using Harper as bait.”

I reply without hesitation. “I’ll do it. It’s time to end this.”

***

We spend the day planning. Jenny’s safely in bed, tucked up asleep, oblivious and excited for the sleepover she’s going to have tomorrow.

I feel confident in our plan, but there are still so many variables, with so many potential pitfalls.

When murmurs of needing a good night’s sleep begin, I shake my head.

I can’t be apart from them, not tonight.

“Will you all stay here with me tonight? I need all of you.”

“Of course we will,” Bear replies, pulling me to his chest, and I inhale the comforting smell of his skin.

“Nothing bad will happen, you’ll be right there listening in,” I tell them, as much to reassure myself as to reassure them.

“We’ll find this bastard and make him pay,” Wolf promises.

“It will all be over soon,” Bear says reassuringly.

“I know,” I reply with a small smile, touching the warm tangle of his beard, standing on tiptoe so I can kiss his soft lips.

That kiss changes the energy in the room as I’m suddenly overcome with the need to be with them, to connect with them on a deeper, physical level. The guys sense the shift, too. With practiced ease, Bear lifts me, carrying me upstairs to my bedroom, kissing me as we go.

He sits me on the edge of the bed and I tug my shirt over my head, pulling at his with a hungry need.

Wolf comes behind me, kissing my shoulder and unhooking my bra.

My breasts tumble free, and Bear catches a nipple in his mouth, making me gasp.

There’s a flurry of movement as we all wrestle our clothes off.

I’m filled with an aching need for them.

To be with them. To show them exactly what they mean to me.

Bear moves me further up the bed, tenderly kissing me and laying me down before he works his way down my body.

As usual, he enjoys paying extra attention to my breasts, nuzzling between them, teasing my nipples, and taking his time to worship them.

Hawk and Wolf sit on either side of me at the top of the bed.

I reach out to stroke their hardening cocks with each hand as Bear continues his exploration of my body.

He parts my thighs with strong, assured hands, and I can feel myself getting wet from the sheer anticipation.

He buries his face between my legs, his breath warm as his tongue flicks out to linger on my clit, tasting me.

His fingers dance along my slit as he strokes me, getting me wetter and wetter, my slickness coating his fingers as they glide inside me.

Hawk and Wolf reach out to squeeze and stroke my nipples, sending a direct line of pleasure through my body to where Bear continues to worship my pussy, eating me like a starving man.

I turn my head to Hawk, licking the salty precum from the tip of his hard cock, and he groans as I take him in my mouth.

I can feel Wolf’s gaze on me, watching. I know the sight is turning him on, and it makes me even hornier.

I take Hawk’s cock as deep as I can in my mouth. So big it makes me gag a little.

Wolf moves his hand to join Bear’s between my legs. It feels incredible as they both touch me, an unexpected and exciting sensation. Wolf’s fingers stray lower, stroking my asshole and making me moan with aroused surprise.

“You’re going to take all three of us at once tonight,” Wolf promises.

The thought is wickedly exciting and exactly what I want. What I need is to feel them all, to be with them all.

“Yes,” I gasp as Wolf’s finger slides inside my ass.

With Bear’s tongue circling my clit and his fingers fucking my pussy, and Hawk teasing my breasts while I suck his cock I already feel like I’m going to explode. I swear I’m so wet we might not even need lube. I can feel the orgasm building in me.

Wolf notices and stops what he’s doing, pulling me back from falling over the edge. “Not yet, only when we’re all inside you.”

The fact that he’s commanding me is even hotter, and it’s only because the others briefly stop too, that I don’t cum.

Wolf directs us in a sexy, authoritative way that makes me immediately obey.

We move, so I’m sitting straddling Bear.

I position his hard, ready cock at my entrance before guiding it inside, slowly taking him all.

Hawk moves so I can take his cock in my mouth, and I eagerly lick and suck his erection, holding onto his firm ass for support as I slowly grind on Bear’s dick.

Wolf moves behind me, murmuring words of encouragement as he continues teasing my asshole with his fingers, applying lube to make it extra slick, and his fingers glide inside with relative ease as I’m so turned on. Bear’s strong hands cup my breasts as they bounce above him, enjoying the view.

When my ass is ready, Wolf tells me, “I’m going to fuck your ass now.”

I pause the enthusiastic blow job I’m giving Hawk to voice my consent. “Yes, god, yes, please,” I moan.

He slowly enters me, and I feel completely and utterly full.

He stays still, allowing my body to accommodate him, letting me continue to grind, taking both of them at my own pace, allowing me to find my climax with their help.

I’m so lost in the pleasure that I don’t even notice how Bear gets it, but all of a sudden, I hear a steady vibration moments before I feel the cold silicone of the vibrator against my clit.

The new sensation only adds to my already overwhelmed pleasure senses, and I know it won’t be long before multiple orgasms hit me, rolling through my body like a tidal wave.

We move as one, building and growing faster, more urgent as we reach our climax together. I fall over first, screaming out as I pull each man over the edge with me. They reach their climaxes one after the other until we’re all a hot, sweaty, satiated tangle of panting bodies.

“Wow, that was fucking incredible,” Bear says.

“Perfect,” I reply, kissing him, the simple act sending another ripple of pleasure through me.

“You’re perfect,” Wolf growls, kissing me too.

When Hawk moves to kiss me too, his cock growing hard again as he moves to hover above me and I guide it inside my slick pussy, I know that we’re not going to get the long night of sleep we’d planned on, but I couldn’t care less.

No matter what happens tomorrow, we have each other. I intend to show each of them, one by one, how much they mean to me.

I might not know what tomorrow will bring, but I want tonight to be a night we’ll never forget.