Claimed by the Biker Giant (Maxine and Tank) novel Chapter 64

Max POV

While Tank was in the shower, I changed my underwear, which was soaked from our kiss and him grinding his hips against my core, giving me just the right amount of pressure and friction to get me horny and wanting more. Now I was so frustrated, with unfinished business, and no time to take off the edge.

To distract myself, I cleaned up the room, and when that was done, and Tank was still in the bathroom, I went to the window and looked out. The buildings out back didn’t look like they had been there; all the buildings were intact, not even scorch marks like the front had. The windows were not broken; the fight must not have gotten any further than the front car park, the front windows, and the main door, which had been damaged by a car ramming into it. I think not only the double doors, but some of the structural integrity might have been impacted by that car hitting the door jam. The car was later set on fire in the car park.

Tank came out, with only a towel around his waist, my mouth went dry, and I licked my lips. At the sight of him, my panties were soaked again, from the recent memory of that hot body rubbing against mine, damn it-no time to change again.

Food in hand, I found a spot on the floor where I could eat in peace. I could hear the whispers, but didn’t look around. I didn’t want to see them looking at me, or pointing to me, what if I had sewn someone up wrong, or caused them more pain than if I had left them alone, doubt on my first aid abilities always scared me; I know about how fast an infection can set in, if not treated right.

Guilt plagued me.

Bruiser came to bring us before the Prez; this was it, I was going to be told off and possibly kicked out, taking on things I shouldn’t.

To take my mind off what could be coming, I talk to Sticks about Doris. That girl was way out of line.

“Max, that girl had somehow snuck into our club, she shags one of the patch members, and often stays for a few days or even a week at a time. Can’t even remember who brought her here the first time. I will look into her background and find out who her friends are.” Sticks reassured me. She gave me a warm embrace, one that felt like Grandma’s, and I relaxed into her, grateful for the reassurance.

Prez gave us a quick talk, scaring the life out of me, a mole? Thought we were over that when Pixie was removed. That has to be just everyone, putting doubt on all members.

Bruiser called for attention, and all chatter stopped, and eyes fell on the Prez.

“Firstly, well done for holding off intruders. It was a hard fight, and you should be proud of how you handled yourselves. A big thanks to Zero for taking charge.” Cheers for Zero, and the usual murmurs ran around the room, and faces turned to seek Zero out. He was where he often was, behind the bar, cleaning glasses. I am positive he uses the bar as a sort of barrier to keep everyone away from him. Something about those two brothers intrigues me, like what’s their story? The real story. They both have this significant, strong presence about them, but also a shyness, if you look closely enough.

“Next was Tank, racing to get here as fast as he could, breaking all speed records, and taking control. There was little for me to do when I arrived than oversee what Tank had already started.” More cheers and hoots for Tank.

“Lastly and not the least, but I feel needs to be mentioned, was our stand in medic, Max, thank you

for all you did, Doc said you can help him out anytime, he was impressed with your suturing skills.” I blushed as a round of cheers as loud as the other boomed around the room. Tank leaned over and gave me a peck on the lips.

“Now, we have the glazier coming shortly. I ask some of you to help replace the windows, remove the boards, and clear away the broken glass. Don’t make me assign people. Girls, we need this place cleaned up, the floors scrubbed, and there’s a lot of dried blood that needs to be gone. Zero, I need you to make the repairs on the gates. The men in the hospital are doing well and might be back tomorrow. Also, the police will be here any moment. You know the drill: unless approached, do your jobs.” Prez mentioned a few more things before he dismissed us, but my mind was still stuck on finding Doc and talking to him about the wounded. Did he really say I was good? I have my doubts.

“Tank, what are we doing?” I asked, confused, about doing our jobs.

“What’s on your mind?” He probed gently.

“Not sure I could fit it in, like Prez gave me a list of bikes he wants me to paint, and others that need to be rebuilt, also need to go to the gym and train with Bruiser and learn to guard the door, on Saturdays when we get the wannabes in. There’s no time left. I am still struggling with the load I already have.” I answered, and I could see the doc nodding along with me.

“I can talk to the Prez, lighten your load, to give me say once a week, in training.”

“Is there no one else, Doc? Surely other ladies can become nurses.”

“Yeah, I have a couple interested, but they have zero experience, and one girl threw up when I was working on a lad. Can’t have that.”

“Sorry, Doc, I don’t have the time.” He looked disappointed, but accepted my refusal with good grace.

“If we have a serious issue, and I need an assistant to operate, would you be willing to step in then? I need to have someone I can rely on, and not faint or be sick on me.” He continued to push; he wasn’t going to let me go with a no.

“Doc, if we have an emergency and need me, I have no issue helping out, okay? I can read books, if you wish, but there’s not enough time in a day to do all that’s being thrust upon me.”

“Great, good, good, I’ll take what I can, thank you, it will be my pleasure to work with you.” I left his surgery and headed out to the bike to unload and do what I said I would do before Tank returns.