Her Biker Daddy

Everly
All I ever wanted was to get out of my hometown—escape—but the likelihood of that happening was slim to none. Still, I tried. I got a job at the diner when I was eighteen, hoping to save enough to get me away from where I grew up and away from my mother. She’s done her best to stop me, taking the money that I make which keeps pushing my goal further and further out. Lately though, it’s not the town I want to escape. There’s one person in this town I don’t want to escape—Tate. He’s a big burly biker and I’m dying for him to take me away, make me his.
I’m sure it’ll never happen. He’s way older than me and probably a billion times more experienced, but that doesn’t stop me from fantasizing about it. About daddy coming to get me, getting me away from the trailer where I live and a mother I can’t stand, to always look after me the way he does every day when he comes into the diner. He slips extra cash to me, and I feel cherished. If only he’d want to cherish me in other ways, I’d be a really happy girl. Even if people in this town have it out for me.
And when daddy finally comes for me, saving me from a nightmare, nothing will keep me from holding on as tight as I can. Loving what daddy does to me, for me. He gives me more than I ever imagined wanting, teaches me more about myself than I ever imagined I could learn, and shows me I’m stronger than I ever imagined I was.

Tate
I grew up covered in darkness. Spent my youth in it, fighting it, then I finally found somewhere I felt like I belonged. I’ve spent the last nine years with the club; handling shit that needed handling. Doing what others couldn’t or wouldn’t. It’s been almost three years since I became president after doing exactly what was needed to the last one, but for the last year, I’ve wished I was a different man. One that was kind, whose hands were filthy from the things I’ve done. One that would be able to claim sweet little Everly without destroying the sweetness she possesses.
She’s my obsession. The reason I get up each day. The thing that keeps me going, seeing that the club brings in money, so I can share it with her, see she’s taken care of, even if I can’t ever have her the way I desire. I only allow myself to get close when she’s at work. The rest of the time, I watch. I wait. I do what’s needed to keep her safe, even if it’s all from the shadows.
Until the night I find her car abandoned on the side of the road with her nowhere in sight. The darkness that surrounds me is ready to be unleashed, especially on the cops I find with their hands on what’s mine. On my little girl. The desire to punish and protect war within me, and when I know my curvy little girl is safe from their hands, I let that darkness free. No one will ever harm her again, ever hurt her. It doesn’t matter who I have to destroy. If they come for what’s mine—daddy will destroy them.

With strong language, kinky role play, and a HEA, this short story of approximately 82,050 words (with a 6,565-word bonus scene) is intended for an adult audience and may include subjects that are sensitive to some readers.

Trigger Warning: Story contains taboo themes including daddy/little and consensual forced/coerced role play themes and name calling. Story also contains mentions and/or graphic depictions of torture, including SA related torture of secondary characters, assault, and murder. Mentions of M/M sexual relations of secondary characters are also included in the story.
A bonus scene “Littles Sleepover” includes a full sexual scenario of the FMC/MMC alongside the secondary M/M characters. There is no partner swapping or third person addition into the couples, but side-by-side action and voyeurism are involved. This scene does not impact the storyline of the main book if not read and is located after the Epilogue. The scene is set between the last chapter and Epilogue for those that prefer to read scenes in chronological order.