CHAOS (A Lords of Sin MC Novel) (Motorcycle Club Bad Boy Romance) (4 page)

“Where the fuck have you been?” Drew asked as I took a drink from the dirty glass.

“Oh, that. I went to school to become a medical examiner and have been working for the county for the last couple of years.” I took another drink, “You haven’t changed one damned bit since high school.”

“I’ll drink to that,” he raised his glass in a toast.

“Who are the prospects guarding the gate?”

“That’s Skeeter and Griffin. The one’s got a good head on his shoulders, but the other one is kinda goofy. Either way, they keep up their hard work and they’ll make it, I’m sure.”

“Skeeter and Griffin?” I laughed. “More like Red and Baldy.”

He laughed with me. “Red, as you call him, is Skeeter. He’s definitely got a wild look about him. Baldy, the guy with the shaved head is Griffin. I think one day, he’ll be our next enforcer when Chaos voids that position.”

Hammering down my first drink, I asked for another.
Is there anything stiffer than whiskey? Fuck.
Before the lady manning the counter could pour me a second glass, Princess was leading Troy to the bar. As soon as I saw him, all those old fireworks started going off immediately. My heart thudded in my chest as he walked around the counter.
He’s even hotter than I remembered him.
He’d grown a couple of inches taller; about 6’3” and was huge! His arms were at least twice the size of my thighs, and he’d grown his hair out quite a bit. He reminded me of Jason Momoa, but not as friendly-looking. There was still that dangerous edge about him. That’s when I noticed her holding his hand, taunting it in front of my face.
What the fuck?
Poisonous venom throbbed through my veins, I gave her the same icy stare that I’d learned from Troy years ago. If looks could kill, that bitch would be dead.

Chapter 2: Troy

I should have known Princess was up to no fucking good with the way she came prancing in to my room. She wiggled her round little ass right in front of me, leading me into the House. I saw why as soon as I stepped foot in the Commons.
God fucking damn!
There she was, as hot as fucking ever with her black hair neatly tucked behind her ear, complementing her snow white complexion.

“What the fuck?” I dropped Princess’s hand the minute I saw her. “Raven?”

“Troy?” her dark eyes burned into me.

“Chaos,” stepping around the bar, I wrapped my arms around her, lifting her off the ground, squeezing her tight. “I can’t believe you’re fucking here” I sat her back down.

She eyed me up and down.
That’s right, get a good look at what you’ve been missing, babe.
“You…you look so…”

“Fucking irresistible? It’s all right, you can say it,” I flexed my colossal arms, soaking up every inch of her sexy bod while she stared at my biceps. “Well, I’d heard you found respectability.”

“Is that so? I heard you found your own asshole, and it only took both hands.” She tried to sound like a hard ass, puckering her sweet little red lips, but all it did was make my cock jerk as I thought about her warm, pretty mouth wrapping around my dick.

I grabbed a fistful of her fucking hair and kissed those sweet, luscious lips of hers. God damn, if kissing her didn’t make my fucking cock stand at attention. She still wore that fucking cherry lip gloss. That shit drove me downright fucking nuts. My hand let go of her hair when my lips let go of hers; she blankly stared at me with her big doe-eyes, speechless.

“What the fuck are you doing here? You should’ve called or something before dropping in here like this.” I shot Princess a look. That fucking bitch knew exactly what she was doing when she brought me out here like that. I’d fucked her plenty of times since I’d gotten out. She was another warm hole that was always close by. Before I’d gotten locked up, she was trying to become an old lady to someone—anyone in the club, but all we ever saw her as was something to get our dicks wet. The fucking whore loved it though. Any attention she got from me or my brothers went straight to her pea-sized brain.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware that you needed an appointment to get in. Should I’ve gotten my hand stamped at the door, too?”

Fuck me. I’d forgotten just how fucking mouthy she could be.
I swiped a couple of beers off the counter. “Follow me,” I growled at her.

Leading her to my room, I shut the door behind us and watched her bubbly, round ass sway off that perfect waist of hers as she strutted across the floor.

“What brings you here? I’d heard you went all Miss Goody Fucking Two-Shoes when you left for college.”
God damn, she’s still got it.
She had to know wearing those knee-high socks with that short dress would make me wanna blow my load right there on her tits.

“I’ve never been a fucking Miss Goody Two-Shoes. You know that better than anyone else,” she defended herself. “We used to be partners in crime,” a coy grin played on her plump lips.

“I guess all Goth chicks have a thing for the dead and then go on to work with the stiff.” My cock jerked every time I glanced at her tits and thought about sinking my fucking teeth into them.
Oh how she used to love being my dirty slut.
She loved my tongue and teeth all over every inch of her body, especially when it came to licking and tongue-fucking her perfect pink slit. And, fuck, how she loved being spanked. She tries to be all good-girl, but she likes it rough and dirty. She’s not fooling anyone, I know her better than she knows her fucking self. And I’m going to be the one who fucking gives it to her and reminds her of that. When we’re together, I’m in charge of that hot bod of hers.

“Goths may be a bit overrepresented in the mortuary sciences,” she surveyed my room. “But the truth is, working with the dead is more enjoyable than working with the people of this town.”

“I know, it’s a shit hole, but it’s home.”
My fucking cock throbbed as I lost myself in her over-exposed cleavage.
Holy fuck! I wanted to get my dick wet by plunging into her soft, warm gash.

“I didn’t exactly come here to inspect your living situation. I was wondering if you could tell me about all the bodies that have been piling up in my lab.”

“Why would I know anything about those fucking dead bodies? Our club’s clean, and I mean it when I say that. We didn’t have anything to do with those damn murders.”

“It seems strange that they’ve all had your club’s symbol carved into them. I thought maybe you’d know something that—”

“Babe, don’t insult me. Did that fucking cop put you up to this shit?”

“What cop?”

“The Sergeant. He’s had his nose so far up our fucking asses that he’d be the first one to know if one of us farted.”

“No, Matty didn’t send me here. I figured…”

“Matty? Why the fuck are you calling him Matty? Is he your boyfriend now?”
Not that it’d stop me from ripping that little dress off of her and tapping that ass. Hell, I’d even send her home with a pearl necklace to show that asshole.

“No, we’re only friends, but he’s brought in four bodies of your rival clubs that had your symbol carved or branded onto them. Is your club in some sort of trouble?”

“Look, I’m gonna tell you this now, and I’m only going to say it one fucking time. Someone’s trying to drag our name through the mud. Let the fucking pigs do their jobs and we’ll do ours. Whoever’s behind this shit better hope the cops find ‘em before my club does. And the last time I checked, coroners didn’t investigate murders.”

“Medical examiner, not a coroner. There’s a big difference. I went through a lot of fucking school to do what I do.” She was cute when she tried asserting herself.

“You were always the smart one, Raven. That’s why you got the fuck out of here and went to school. You didn’t stick around this shit hole like the rest of us. It still baffles me why you’d come back here of all places. I’m not sure what you thought would happen if you showed up trying to play detective, but I’d quit while you’re ahead.”

“Right, because I’m supposed to listen to you because you’re wearing that damned Sergeant at Arms patch, huh?”

“Damn straight!” Gritting my teeth, it took every ounce of discipline I had not to bend her over and spank her ass right then and there. “I’m the fucking disciplinarian. The faster you get that through your thick head, the better off we’ll be.”

“And, uh, exactly who do you
discipline
?”

Fucking Christ! Is she kidding me?
“I keep the boys in line…and anyone else who needs to be checked,” I leaned closer to her. “I could put you over my knee and give your ass a good spanking for sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong,” I dared her.
God how I’d love to smack that creamy white ass of hers.
I’d make it a new fucking shade of red that Crayola didn’t even know existed.

“Yeah, you’re the disciplinarian. Got it. I’m supposed to do whatever you say because you boss around everyone else.”

I ripped her out of the chair and threw her on the bed. Before she could utter a fucking word out of that sweet little mouth of hers, I drew her wrists above her head and held them down with my hand as I pressed myself against her petite body. She opened her mouth to say something, but before she could form her first word, I plunged my tongue deep into her mouth. Her small body wiggled beneath mine as she fought in protest, but it only drove me more. The only thing I was interested in was plowing my cock into her pussy. It didn’t matter how much she protested. I knew she wanted it as bad as I did when I reached down and felt her slit. Slick and wet; like it always was when we were together. Sinking my teeth into her neck, a soft moan escaped her lips.

“Say you want it!” My hand came crashing down on her ass cheek.

“Oh, God, Troy,” she panted.

“Chaos! Don’t you dare call me by my given name! Say it! Or I’ll fucking stop. Right. Now!”

“I want…”

I plunged my tongue back into her mouth as I popped the buttons off her blouse. It sounded like a dozen marbles pinging across the room as they flew in various directions. She opened her legs, granting me full access to her warm and ready pussy. Tearing her panties off her, I wasted no time burying my face in that wet cunt of hers. My hands slid their way up her toned little body until I found her breasts and grabbed a handful with each of my hands. I continued working my tongue in and out of her as I squeezed her nipples.

“Chaos,” she moaned.

Slowly, I climbed my way on top of her as I unzipped my pants. My hard cock sprung free from my boxers as I slid my pants down my legs and onto the floor. Her nails pierced my back as I forcefully shoved my dick inside her dripping pussy, causing me to go in even deeper. The weight of my body on top of her pushed her deep into the mattress as her tight pussy gripped my thick cock. I grabbed a fistful of her hair as I drove myself deeper inside her and held it there for a moment.
That’s right, babe. I’ll let you get used to it for a minute.
I could feel her nails leaving cat scratches down my back as I started to work my greedy cock in and out of her. With her neck arched as I pulled her hair, I bit her pale breast as I continued to fuck her.

“Tell me how bad you want it,” I snarled into her ear.

Soft moans and pleas escaped her lips as I slammed my cock into her as hard as I could.

“Tell me, or I’ll pull out!” I stopped, letting her know I fucking meant it.

“Oh,” she moaned, “Please, Troy, don’t stop,” she begged.

“That’s not what I said,” I growled at her. “How bad do you want it? And don’t call me that name again!”

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded with me. “I want it bad! So fucking bad!”

I slapped her ass as I slammed into her with a vengeance. A few more strokes and she was cumming all over my luscious cock. I fucked her harder, hitting her G-spot until her pussy finally stopped pulsating on my cock.
That’s right babe, just like back in the day.
I could always make her cum on command. The thought of her getting off mixed with the scratches on my back as I watched her perky tits bounce as I fucked her pushed me over the edge. Before I knew it, the head of my cock began to swell as my balls tightened. I couldn’t hold back as my cum spurted out in shots, flooding her entire pussy.

“Oh fuck, babe,” I managed to say as I pumped her full of my seed.

With her legs splayed wide open, she raised her hips, matching my rhythm as I finished draining my balls into her. Breathless, I collapsed on top of her in a sweaty mess.

“That was fucking amazing,” she said between ragged breaths.