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  Taken by the Navy Biker

  New Adult Military MC Romance

  By: Alexandra Stone

  Table of Contents

  Introduction

  Taken by the Navy Biker

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  SPECIAL FAN BONUS

  First time with an older man

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  Alice and the Older Man

  Billionaire Boss

  CHAPTER ONE

  Savannah Gentleman’s Club

  CHAPTER TWO

  Savannah Steam

  CHAPTER THREE

  Pillow Talk

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Decadent Breakfast

  Doctor's Order

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

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  Taken by the Navy Biker

  CHAPTER ONE

  I always loved being inside the grand library at the military Navy base. There was something very sexy about all the hidden nooks and crannies that the mazes of tall shelves created. It was as if you could get away with a lot in those nooks with out being seen. It was something I always fantasized about. I wanted to have a lustful experience amongst the books and pages that I adored so much. In those pages were romance, adventure, and sensual desire. The books on sensual desire, like the Karma Sutra, were my favorite. Now, that I worked in the library as an assistant, I could look at those books any time I wanted, even afterhours. I knew that I would enjoy my work, but I never thought that something so sensual and out of the ordinary could happen to me. What ended up happening in that library happened to be all my sexual Navy Seal fantasies at once, and I was a different woman after it. I became a sexual siren, and it was a welcomed change. I just never thought that a Navy Seal would use one of their training tactics on me in order to get me to be so daring. However it made sense, they were known for being daring, and this was the most daring thing a virgin like me had ever done.

  The day it happened was like any other day. I got dressed in front of the mirror as I always did before my day. I pulled my mousy brown hair into a bun with a few tendrils lining my face. I pulled on a long circle skirt with wool thigh high socks. I tucked in my white button up shirt that was very conservative with a white lace collar into my skirt. I layered on a scarf and my heavy wool coat. Then I polished the lenses of my black-framed glasses and then I was on my way. It was snowing outside, after all it was early winter on this New England military base, and the light dusting of the snow proved it. However it would be over after a few minutes. It was like that in this area around this time. It felt like hard winter and then the sun would come out and melt the snow and it would be like fall and not winter. I was deep in this thought when something startled me. I heard the loud thundering of motorcycles. I knew exactly who it was before I even looked. There were a few biker guys on base, and it was comprised of the most highly trained men that did not shy away from danger. They were known as the Navy Seals. They received the hardest training and it turned them into hard man. However they also needed the thrill of danger so most of them rode motorcycles to fill that daily adrenaline rush that they needed. I turned to see them all take a corner very fast and very sharp. It was hot to watch them be daredevils in everything they did. I secretly wondered what they were like in bed. If they were so dangerous with little things and lived life like they weren’t afraid to die, then they must be crazy in the sack. I continued to watch as they popped wheelies with their front tires and drove off further into the base. I sighed out loud as I watched them go.

  I walked fast across base as I was working the late shift at the library and I was already a few minutes late because I got side tracked watching the hot Navy Seal bikers. As I crossed, a group caught my eye. It was Trace, the Navy Seal and hottest guy on the base. He stood next to his parked motorcycle with his biker friends. This was the same group I saw only moments before participating in their dangerous behavior. Now they were parked and casually hanging out. Women were gathered around them throwing themselves at them per usual. I wished I had the nerve to go up and talk to them, but I was very shy, and I was a virgin. I looked at Trace and bit my lower lip. He was the perfect mix of rugged man and biker bad boy. His unruly dark hair stuck out from under his knitted wool hat and dark lashes framed his dark eyes and his square jaw was covered in dark stubble. He was tall and lean with an athletic build and I longed to have my body under him. His biker friends and Navy Seal elite teammates surrounded him and I wondered what his life was like. What did they do? Who were they fucking? I was invisible to them, the plain modest librarian virgin, but I longed for him to look at me. I longed for him to notice me. Just then, as though he heard my thoughts, he looked away from his friends and stared straight at me. He locked eyes with me and his face lit up in a mischievous sideways grin. I gasped and looked down at my feet hugging my books tighter to my chest as I quickened my pace. I could not believe that he looked at me. I was in a daze as I entered through the back door of the library into the staff area.

  “Margaret, you’re late again. All of these books need to be reshelved and locked up,” Mrs. Pinkerton said as I rushed in and she rushed out.

  “Yes, sorry Mrs. Pinkerton. I’ll do it right away,” I said as I took off my layers and went to work. The first few hours of work were usually crowded, but as the night wore on past nine o’clock the library became emptier. There were usually just a few people studying in the study rooms, and the aisles of books remained fairly empty. This would be when I would roam the aisles looking at books and taking my time reshelving them.

  That is exactly what I was doing now, however I was replaying Trace’s smile in my head, and my body was responding to that image. I imagined him riding his motorcycle or doing daring military missions. I felt my nipples become aroused and my pussy get wet. It was time to head to my favorite nook of the bookshelves. It was on the top floor of the three-floor library. I pulled my favorite book from the shelf, the Karma Sutra and began to look at the exquisite paintings. I gasped as I looked over the different sexual positions the couples were in. I was increasingly being turned on. Then I turned the page and saw a painting of a group sex scene. There was one woman with a happy look on her face as three men pleasured her. I wondered what it would be like to have that many hands on you. I wondered what it would be like to have that many mouths licking and kissing you. I sighed as the sexual tension built inside of me. I had never been with a man and the frustration of it all was mounting. I looked around to make sure that I was alone. I pulled a book out of its spot just an inch on the shelf. It stuck out just a bit from the other books at the perfect height for me to brush my wet center against it. I gasped quietly as the book’s spi
ne pressed against my clitoris as I stared at the pages of the Karma Sutra. I moved slowly back and forth pressing my clitoris in small movements against it. I was feeling very wet as my chest heaved up and down. The books surrounding me turned me on as well as the coziness feeling of being in a hidden nook. I was close. I felt my body tense up. Then I closed the book in my hands and held it tight against my chest as I released into a quiet orgasm. I leaned my body against the wall of books as I caught my breath and enjoyed the tiny pulsations race through my body. I intended to stand there a few more minutes enjoying myself, but my alone time was rudely interrupted by loud voices. I could hear a few guys in the study area being loud. It was my job to quiet them down. I forgot that the Karma Sutra book was in my hand as I stomped out of my cozy nook to find them and ask them to be quiet. This was the library after all and it was part of my job to tell them to be quiet and respectful.

  I stomped out of the aisles into the clearing where tables and chairs were lined up.

  “Shhhh….!” I said in my loudest whisper. Then I stopped in my tracks when I realized who was making the noise. It was Trace, the biker Navy Seal badass and his two friends. They were being rowdy and silly.

  “Oh, it’s the librarian! Sorry Miss, we’ll be quiet,” Trace said as he laughed through his words. They were mocking me and the way he looked at me up and down reminded me that I was still feeling the sensations of my orgasm.

  I sort of stood there frozen while they looked at me. Hot guys had never addressed me and I had no idea how to react.

  “She’s too hot to be a librarian,” another guy said. He had blonde hair and blue eyes and was just as attractive as Trace.

  “You’ve got that right, Trevor,” Trace said. Then he continued “Blake what do you think?”

  “Yeah, too hot for a librarian. I wonder what she looks like with her hair down.”

  I looked at the three men. I now garnered that the other two were named Trevor and Blake. I was feeling turned on by their presence but also in a state of panic that they were paying attention to me and calling me hot. I had never had this sort of attention before.

  “We’re sorry, we will be quiet Miss. Librarian,” Trace said as he walked slowly toward me putting only inches between us. I breathed in deep as he looked at me like I was prey and he was a predator with the look of lust in his eyes. He came very close and before I knew it, he had snatched the book out of my hands.

  “What do we have here? What are you reading?” he said playfully. I tried to grab it back in panic, as I knew that it was the Karma Sutra book and I would be very embarrassed if they opened it. However when I tried to grab it Trace tossed it to Trevor. Then Trevor tossed it to Blake.

  “Give it back!” I said in a loud whisper as my hands waved in the air following the book as they tossed it. Then finally Trace had it and he opened it. I gasped as he flipped through the pages.

  “Oh shit! You are a filthy girl, aren’t you?” he said as he looked down at the pages and then looked up at me. His dark eyes sparkled and his grin was wicked and lustful. Trevor and Blake took places beside him and saw what he saw. I flushed a bright pink, as I felt mortified that these men knew my deepest, darkest, and dirtiest secrets.

  “Holy shit,” Trevor said as he looked through the pages. “This is not what I was expecting her to be looking at it.”

  “I…I…” I started to try to defend myself but I could not get the words out. “I was merely putting it back on the shelf. It’s my job,” I said trying to cover up.

  “If that were true you would have a whole cart of books you were reshelving. Wouldn’t you? I don’t see a cart. Do you guys see a cart?” Trace said.

  The guys looked around and smiled at me. “I don’t see a cart. I think she’s lying, but why? Why cover up your sexual desires? It’s only natural. We all have them,” Trevor said as he circled around me like a tiger slowly tracking prey. I swallowed hard knowing that I had been caught, but also I knew that they were right. Why was I so ashamed? It was because I was a virgin and I felt ashamed that I had never explored passion. No man had ever felt desire for me, and that made me feel like less of a woman.

  “You don’t need to hide it from us. We encourage it,” Trace said.

  I was feeling so turned on by their words but also very exposed. I needed to run away.

  “Please give me back the book, and keep it down. This is a library. You must be quiet,” I said as I tried to take what little control I had back.

  “I’ll tell you what. We’ll make a deal with you,” Trace said.

  “What’s that?” I whispered.

  “If you can keep quiet during whatever activity we choose, then we will be quiet,” he said with a wink. “It is standard Navy Seal training tactics. Silence in all situations no matter what is happening to your body. We’ve all mastered it. Now it’s your turn.”

  I had no idea what he was thinking of, but I was suddenly very aware at how isolated this floor had become. I looked around at all the empty tables and empty aisles. I was alone up on the third floor with these three hot biker Navy Seals.

  “What kind of activity?” I asked.

  “I can’t tell you until after you agree,” he said.

  I took a deep breath and then finally said, “Yes.”

  The three guys looked at each other and smiled to each other. I was getting more and more aroused by the second. I wanted them to passionately make me a woman. I wanted them to ravage me and there was no other place that turned me on more than the library.

  “Alright then. Let’s see what kind of activities are in this book. I’ll blindly flip to a page,” Trace said as he held up the Karma Sutra book. I could not believe it. Was this a fantasy? Was this really happening? He was going to take an activity straight out of the book and it was exactly what I wanted to happen. Yet a part of me was in panic, as I didn’t know how to react to a man touching me. I had never had sex before. Trace held up the book and closed his eyes. His thumb shuffled the pages and then he stopped. He opened the book wide and opened his eyes. He smiled at the page and then smiled at me. Trevor and Blake looked at it and then looked at me. I stood there in anticipation with my hands clasped together fidgeting. I was so nervous. Then Trace turned the book around so that I could see the painting in the book. My breath caught in my throat as I looked at it. In the painting a woman was in ecstasy as her legs were spread wide and a man pushed his face between her legs. I was still wet from pleasuring myself only a few minutes before and the thought of Trace between my legs only made me feel hotter.

  “That? That’s the activity you choose?” I said so nervously that my voice was shaky.

  “A deal is a deal,” Trace said as he handed the book to Trevor and then slowly walked toward me. He put my hand in his and kissed the top of it like a gentleman. My eyes grew wide as I realized that this was definitely happening. I was both excited for the sensual desire, but also in fear of getting caught by someone. The mixture had my heart racing. Trace guided me to the table and pushed me against it and said, “Sit on top of the table.”

  I did as he said. Then he grabbed my long skirt and slowly began to push it up against my legs. His fingers were like fire against my wool stockings and I felt goose bumps on my arms as he touched me. I was in heaven as I looked at him looking at me. He looked at me with desire and that made me feel very sexy. Slowly my skirt went up passed my knees, then it was higher and higher as it reached my thighs. Then Trace stopped and looked at the edges of my thigh high wool stockings. I don’t think he expected to see it.

  “Damn, you are a secretly dirty girl aren’t you? Hiding thigh high stockings like this under your skirt,” he said as he looked at me. My chest heaved up and down with my heavy breathing as I looked at Trevor and Blake with wide eyes as they two watched Trace expose me little by little. Trace moved my skirt up higher and higher until it was at my waist and my white cotton panties were exposed. Trace looked at me through his dark curls and then bit his lower lip. “I have to take those off i
n order to do what’s in the book,” he said asking my permission. I looked down at my panties and then looked at him and nodded my head yes. He pushed his fingers into the waistband of my panties and slid them down my hips and said, “Arch your body up a little bit.”

  I leaned my hands behind me flat on the table and tilted my body up off the table. Trace slid my panties further down to my thighs then down my knees until they were on the library floor. Now I my bottom half was naked on the table with my skirt high to my waist. Trace moaned as he looked at my pussy. Then he got on his knees and put his hands on the inside of my thighs and pushed against them. I spread them wider and looked down at him. I could see his dark curls framing his face and his dark eyes looked up at me through his dark lashes. He grinned at me as he pushed his face in closer and he moaned as closed in on my pussy. My eyes grew wide in anticipation waiting for the moment when my center would be touched. Then he stuck his tongue out and licked my pussy slowly in an upward motion. I moaned. He stopped and looked at me, “Remember you are supposed to remain quiet,” he said. “Or you won’t pass this very basic training.”

  “I don’t think she can,” Trevor added as he and Blake watched.

  I nodded my head yes agreeing that I would be quiet.

  “Good, that’s a good girl,” he said.

  Then he leaned in again and licked me up and down and in circles. I tilted my head back in ecstasy doing everything I could to not be loud. I let out a breath and a sigh as I bit my lower lip to be quiet. I lifted my thigh a bit off the table to give him better access. His dark curls ticked at my thighs and I could feel the soft roughness of his beard against my skin. I was still sensitive from having an orgasm only minutes early and I was wiggling on the desk in my sensitive state.

  “Oh you really like that, don’t you?” Trevor whispered in my ear as he and Blake watched Trace lick my pussy. I simply looked at Trevor and nodded yes. I was on the brink. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold out. This was the hottest thing that had ever happened to me. Trace moved his head around between my legs alternating between kissing my pussy and licking it. “You’re so wet,” he said between kisses. Then he moved his tongue against my clitoris.