DAKOTA 14
After the day I’ve had, a party isn’t exactly what I had in mind, but I’m also excited to see how these bikers party, because I have a feeling it’s going to be wild. When I got here, Hunter had me upstairs and naked before I knew what was happening, making wild love to me that I wish hadn’t ended. That man can have me as hot as a poker with no effort at all.
He left about ten minutes ago so that I could get ready, and said he would be back in an hour to take me down to the party. Looking at the clothes I have, I’m not sure what I should wear for a bikers party, but considering that all Hunter put on was his low-waisted blue jeans and a black T-shirt with his kutte, I don’t think I need to wear anything too lavish. Finding my tight black jeans and my gold tank top, I lay them out on the bed before I find my only pair of sexy lingerie. I need to make a note to buy some more.
I love feeling sexy and wearing lingerie, and a nice pair of heels can make any woman feel sexy, but ever since what happened with Jason, I left all my lingerie behind except for this little black number that I couldn’t bring myself to leave behind. In regard to my heels, I also left all my nice heels behind as I had to travel light. Now that I’m settled, I’m hoping to get my life back, a life that I will be sharing with Hunter.
I know it’s not normal to feel so attached to someone that you have only met in such a short time, but I can’t help it. He’s like a magnet when he’s close; nothing else matters. Looking at myself in the mirror, I smile when I think about the look on Hunter’s face tonight when I take off my clothes. The lingerie moulds to my breasts and body like a second skin, the silk bow between my breasts calling to be undone. I smile and look up at my face, my hair falling around my shoulders in loose curls, my mouth turned up in a smile, which has my smile widening when I think of all the times I have looked at myself throughout the past months and how that smile was absent.
In one way, I am scared to be feeling this contentment, this attraction, this closeness with Hunter, but one thing I have learnt in the past months is that if I let fear guide me, I won’t ever do anything. Turning, I pick up my jeans from the bed and pull them on, wiggling as they slide over my hips. I then pick up my gold tank top and pull it over my head, adjusting it over my breasts. I know that the colour complements my colouring and the clothes mould to my body in a sexy way. I know there will be women here tonight, and I want to make sure that the only woman Hunter will be looking at is me.
Fifteen minutes later, I am ready. Looking back at the mirror, I wink at myself, seeing the smoky eyeshadow giving me a sultry look. I turn and head towards the cupboard. Opening the doors, I pull out my bag. I only have one pair of heels that I kept in case of interviews. They’re not as sexy as I would like, but they will have to do. As soon as the heels are on my feet, I’m ready. I know that Hunter said he would come up to get me, but I want to go down and surprise him.
Opening the bedroom door, I make my way downstairs. I am nearly at the bottom of the stairs when I see Blue heading my way. He clearly doesn’t know who I am, but I know who he is from seeing him sing. “Well, hello there,” he murmurs, his eyes traveling over my body. “You sure are a tasty morsel, but what were you doing up there?” I can see the suspicion in his eyes. He takes another step closer and then stops, his eyes widening. I can see him sniffing the air, and then he tenses, his eyes snapping towards my shoulder. I know he’s looking for the mark that Hunter gave me, but he won’t be able to see it, as my hair is covering it at the moment.
“Who are you?” he asks, taking another step closer.
“I’m with Hunter. My name is Dakota,” I say, and see him looking again at my shoulder. Either he just got home or no one told him that I am Hunter’s mate. He stretches out his hand, but before he touches me, I see him tense before his hand drops and he looks over his shoulder just as Hunter comes around the corner.
“I thought you were waiting upstairs,” Hunter says, and then his eyes widen, and he stops just as he reaches Blue. “Shit.”
“I was ready, so I decided to come on down,” I say, and smile when I see the smouldering look in his eyes as he looks over my body.
“You fucker,” Blue suddenly says. “This is what was different. How come no one told me this?”
Hunter turns his head and grins at Blue. “You weren’t here,” he says with a shrug. “Anyway, this is my mate, as you have gathered.”
Blue shakes his head, and then a grin splits across his face. Before I know what is happening, he has his arms around my waist and is hugging me close. The sudden contact has me tensing in shock and fear. What the hell is he doing? I hear a growl just before I am placed on the ground again.
“Welcome to the family, Dakota,” Blue says, and then he looks at an angry Hunter. “Oh, stick a sock in it. That’s for not telling me. Come here, you lug.” And with those words, he pulls an angry Hunter into a hug. “Congratulations, brother,” I hear him murmur just before he lets go of Hunter.
“You’re lucky I like you, but if you ever touch my woman again, you will lose those hands.”
Blue throws back his head and chuckles. “I’m sorry, sugar, that you had to get this ugly, grumpy sod as a mate,” Blue says as he winks at me, and then he punches Hunter playfully on the arm. “You did well, brother.”
“I did, didn’t I?” Hunter says, a smile lifting his lips again as he stretches out his hand and strokes my cheek tenderly.
“I think I did pretty well too,” I tease as I smile up at Hunter and see his smile widen as he winks at me playfully.
“Darn, the mating must really blind you,” Blue says teasingly from behind Hunter.
“No, it didn’t blind me. I know how sweet Hunter is.”
Blue roars with laughter. “Hunter’s sweet?”
“Piss off,” Hunter mutters. “Come on, babe, let’s leave this idiot to his own jokes.” But there is a teasing tone in his voice as he slides his arm around my waist and guides me around Blue. “Besides, I have something for you.”
I look up at him in surprise. He got me something. We walk towards the bar area, and I see that the door that leads towards where they have all their work is closed. I’m guessing that with the party, they don’t want anyone snooping around. I’ve been hearing the music blaring since I left the room, but the closer we get to the bar, the louder it gets, and I can hear loud voices. It seems like the party has already started.
When we walk in, the bar is full. There are bikers and skimpily clad women everywhere. I’m sure my mouth is hanging open when I see two women dancing provocatively in front of a group of men. Well, no matter how much I thought I was prepared for this party, I was wrong.
“Well, what have you got there?” a man says as he walks towards Hunter and me. “Now that I wouldn’t mind tapping.”
I can feel the arm that Hunter has around my waist tensing. “She’s taken,” he mutters as he continues guiding me through the bar area. I hear the man saying something else, but I can’t tell what it is with the loud music. Hunter doesn’t stop, and soon, we are walking out of the main door and into the open area outside that now has people talking. I smell the scent of cooked meat and see in the far side a table weighed down with food. I haven’t eaten since breakfast this morning, the smell of food has my mouth watering and my stomach grumbling.
“You hungry?” Hunter asks as we walk towards the food.
“I’ve only had breakfast today,” I murmur as I look at the variety of food they have on the tables.