Claimed by the Biker Giant (Maxine and Tank) novel Chapter 284

Storm POV

Riding the trike was both fun and a little scary. My feet tried to change gears, and hunt for the foot brake that isn’t there all the time. I chose to take the longer route to the clubhouse, adding an extra five minutes to my journey and staying out of the town centre for now, to enjoy the ride a tad longer. Even with the frustration of using hand controls, the ride was still enjoyable and smooth. Cloe was right, this was the better choice for our first official meeting with the gang as new members. I was already signed in as president; the ceremony was for members to participate and party. Jib had brought the paperwork over to our place and got the legal stuff out of the way, so on the party day, all that was needed was to receive our cut.

The club came into view, already packed with bikes and cars; it appears we might be the last to arrive. A member waved at me to a spot being held for me, and I managed to weave between the vehicles and park, nice and close. I had been concerned when I arrived about how far I would need to assist Cloe across this dirt car park. One thing I would change is the bitumen on the road to this carpark and the carpark. I can see many improvements needed, and I am looking forward to diving into the books to find out why it was never done. Considering Gramps and Grams owned the ground, you would think this place would be less in dire need of refurbishment and closer to the condition of my former club’s clubhouse. The member waited for me to get Cloe situated in her chair, and then followed him inside. The place was full of men and women, a lot more here than I had expected.

What shocked and thrilled me at the same time was Mum and Dad, and some of the family, coming out for the back. My throat closes up with emotion. Dad’s smug look said it all, and his hug and thump on my back and whispered words of encouragement for my ears only. Receiving the cut, Dad spent hours on it to make it perfect, which was as good as the first time, but what made today even more special than becoming Prez and getting a new cut was giving my woman her very first one and her new name. I hope she likes it; to me, it was how she represented a violent, fast change in my life. The rest of the afternoon was spent together on meet-and-greets before they opened the doors to other guests.

Cloe, No! Tempest handled the chick that wouldn’t leave me alone in style. I hadn’t a clue how she would solve this situation of a desperate woman not taking no for an answer, but her idea had me getting hard over it.

“Stay away, month ban,” Tempest shouted out as the girl was carried out the door, and the men positioned themselves at the door, ensuring she didn’t return tonight, and the enforcer will keep her out for a month. Perfect length of time to get comfortable in our position in the club. Tempest, show of force, had the women of the club surrounding her and greeting her with warm smiles; it was like she had just passed a test of some kind.

Dad and Mum, and family will stay with us tonight, and rode back home with me, when Tempest started to show signs of tiredness. Tempest puts on a brave face, but when her body says it’s enough, best to listen. Riding home together as a family was nice, our first time as equals, mind you. I will always see Dad and Mum higher than me, even as Prez; besides being my parents, they have the experience and knowledge. I would be stupid to think any less of them, just because of my new patch.

Morning came after a peaceful night, no bad dreams from Tempest; it’s always a good night when she doesn’t have a nightmare of some kind. This must have been how Dad was with Mum; he had said once that Mum had nightmares for years, and triggers come unexpectedly. You never know what will spark it.

“Morning.” Tempest grinned at me, seductively, shifting her body closer to me, and my morning wood, because something else entirely. Tempest knows all the places to touch me, to cause me to go harder than granite. Tempest moved down the bed, and took my in her mouth, teasingly, running her hand up and down my length, her other hand played with my balls, so many sensations all at once, had me panting for more. My need to give back what she was giving out had me pulling her back up, which Tempest didn’t resist. I rolled Tempest onto her back and positioned myself between her legs, rubbing my length, moistening it with her juices.

Then thrusted deep inside her warm channel, which hugged my shaft like a tight glove, sending tingles through my shaft, Tempest put her stumps on my back. This was new, felt odd, and I was interested to find out what she could do with the little leg she had below the knee.

Tempest was a marvel, but somehow, she managed to get enough grip using those stumps to raise her hips to meet my thrusts, and a whole new sensation ran through me. I let her get adjusted to our new dynamic before I picked up the speed, gaining a satisfied groan from Tempest. Her stumps never scared me, as far as being in bed went, I thought I could be creative, and had thought of ways to give her satisfaction as well as reach mine, but Tempest keeps blowing me out of the water, with her desire to please me, and finding ways to do that. Since we wed, Tempest had become adventurous, temptress and vixen all rolled into one.

Before long, Tempest was screaming out my name, and I screamed out her new name for the first time, making Tempest open her eyes in surprise, and a huge smile bloomed over her face. I leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose, smiling broadly at her.

“Shower?” I slowly rolled over, bringing Tempest with me.

“Sounds like a plan. Your parents heading home today?”

“You knew, didn’t you?” I had suspected, by the lack of surprise on her face, that Tempest knew my parents were coming.

“Yep, hardest secret I have ever had to keep,” she didn’t look guilty at all.

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