Soldiers of Chaos- Chaos Abounds: Book 1 in the Soldiers of Chaos series (13 page)

He was right. He was so fucking right but she didn’t have the breath to answer so she gave him a quick nod. "I can do that for you. I know where you are and I can take it away. You don’t take what I'm offering this shit you feel will bury you till you can't see your way clear." She stared into those ethereal green eyes and glimpsed the darkness there, that sweet darkness. Even the promise that he could give her that relief would've been enough for her. "Give me one night. Tonight. No thinking, no questions, no objections. You do that and if at the end of it you don't find the relief you’re looking for you don't see me again” he paused as if the thought of not seeing her again had some surprising effect on him “and if you do, then we'll come to an arrangement." Like in her dream the answer lay in those eyes "Yes." They were off again heading towards the staff only area in the back. They moved quickly past staff and out a door into a massive service hallway. Staff stopped and moved out of their way as he stormed past them not one of them blinking an eye. In fact most of them didn't look at him at all except for a few female staff who gave him furtive glances from under their lashes or out of the corner of their eye. He didn’t give anyone eye contact not like he was avoiding it, just that they didn’t exist for him. He shoved her into a service elevator and slid a key into the slot pressing the button for the penthouse floor.

Nikki leant against the back wall of the elevator her eyes locked on Cole's back. In the confined space he seemed even larger than he had inside the club. His body was tensed like a coil ready to spring, his hands balled into fists. Those hands, big strong wide palms with long fingers, she relived him yanking her hair as she stared at them. Her breath grew shallow and she closed her eyes imagining what else hands like that were capable of. Suddenly the atmosphere in the lift changed she felt the air grow thick and her breaths came to her harder. The air around her shifted and the space directly in front of her filled with bodily warmth. Her eyelids felt heavy as she opened them to find a pair of smouldering green eyes in front of her and just like that her mind blanked and her lungs emptied. Cole leaned over her a hand on either side of her head. Nikki felt the burn in her lungs but couldn't focus on it. "Breathe" he whispered against her lips. On his command her lungs sucked in the oxygen they were desperate for. "Good girl" he smoothed the back of his hand down her jaw. The elevator dinged and Cole stepped away from her pulling her out of the elevator by her hand. He pushed through the main doors and into the penthouse. Then he led the way to the long hallway stopping outside the locked door. He turned to her his eyes searching assessing "You know what's in there?" She had a pretty damn good idea what was in there. It's not like she'd never read a dirty novel or never watched porn. Still she shook her head. "In there is another world. A world where you can explore your darkest desires, a world where you don't need to think, a world where all you have to do is feel, a world that I control. It's not always what you expect, you won't always like it but I'm telling you now by the time I'm done with you, you won't want to leave it. You ready?" She nodded her head still mute. "Out loud Angel." A shiver passed through her body and the dark inside her quaked with anticipation "Yes." “Yes what?” “Yes Sir.” The smile that slid across his face was liquid and she felt it all the way to her sex "Angel."

He unlocked the door and entered the room with Nikki following him. Everything was in dark earthy tones lit with amber coloured mood lighting. Her eyes went straight to the massive four poster bed at the centre of the far wall. It was covered in a chocolate coloured leathery material. The posts were tall connected with wooden beams between them. Bits of silver glinted here and there along the wood, fastenings of some sort. On the roof above was a series of tracks with chains and straps attached at different points. There was a high leather bench positioned in a space all its own between the bed and a wall of dark wooden cupboards. Across the space was a wall with a different array of metal contraptions screwed into the wood. A few were obvious as to how they'd trap and hold a body others not so much. They would be enough to give anyone immediate misgivings about what they were about to do. Nikki kept her gaze moving around she was sure there were other surprises hidden around the space, in those cupboards, behind the curtains on the wall to her left. She turned to Cole who stood watching her with his intense gaze. He stepped to her one arm going round her waist his other hand into her hair. He grabbed hard like before pulling her head back. Her heart raced. He looked down at her for a moment before he took her mouth fiercely with his own. It took her a second to react but then she battled back with her own tongue pushing against his. He drew his tongue back out of her mouth and bit her lip hard. Another full body shiver swept through her. "Clothes off now."

He stepped back from her and watched as she began to undress. Nikki bent at the waist and unzipped her boots sliding them off along with her stocking socks. Cole's eyes burned into hers as she slowly removed her top and slid her jeans down over her legs. She removed her bra and finally her panties. His eyes left hers to travel down her body as she stood before him naked. They didn't get far before his eyes turned to pure anger they travelled over her growing darker still as they moved down. His fists clenched at his sides and his body visibly shook with aggression. His eyes came back to hers and she grew wetter still from the violent look in them. "Who did this to you?" Her mind reeled at the question. Who did what? As if he could read her mind "These scars. A knife" his hand brushed over her collar bone and her upper thigh "a bullet wound" he touched her shoulder. "Who did this to you?" The ugly dark inside her rose forth as her mind went back to that night. The pain, the torment, the pleasure of vengeance. Fucking scars. She did not want to talk about it. Nikki moved to grab her clothes. "Stop!" his command was loud and fierce but she was already moving and she did not fear rebuke. Cole grasped her wrist rough and tight squeezing and twisting till she dropped her clothes again. The sting from her wrist moved through her. Ah there it is. "You will not leave and I will not ask you again. Who marked you like this?" She glared at him defiantly "Two very dead men. Sir." Her voice was quiet but her tone was severe. "Then I won't get the pleasure of taking vengeance on them myself" his tone matched hers. "Now I suddenly feel the need to punish something badly. Go to the end of the bench and bend over it." Finally she'd get what she came for. She stomped to the bench her body still taught with anger and leaned down resting her torso on the cold leather surface.

He approached her and his finger lightly touched the scar on the back of her thigh "Bullet here too." She said nothing and he moved past her to the closet. She turned her head to watch him as he removed his suit coat and hung it inside. His back was to her and she took her time taking in his profile. The white cotton of his dress shirt stretched across his broad shoulders then tapered into his waist cinched in by the belt at the waist of his trousers. His suit pants were quite fitted and offered an awesome view of his toned tight ass and thighs. He removed his tie and cuff links placing them on a little shelf then rolled his sleeves up to reveal large forearms covered with tattoos. Nikki hadn't expected that and she wanted badly to take a good look at the work. He removed his shoes and socks then closed the cupboard door turning towards her. He had undone the top buttons of his shirt and his olive skin peeked through the gap. His movements were strong, his presence commanding this was his space and he was King that much was clear. Although it had been clear enough outside of this room that he was in charge of his whole world. Her gaze went to his tattooed arms, the images where all black and grey and dark. She glimpsed a rose, a skull, a naked bound woman. He stopped right in front of her his crotch level with her face. He moved his hands to his belt buckle and began to unfasten it. Her tongue slid out and wet her lips in anticipation and the ache between her legs built again. Cole laughed as he slid his belt through the loops "Hungry Angel? Not so fast." He moved around behind her then standing slightly off to the side admiring her exposed ass cheeks and the glistening lips of her sex. She watched him as he folded the belt in half then pulled snapping it together. The noise sent a thrill through her and her eyes swept closed. "Keep still, your hands stay on the bench." “Yes Sir.”

Then he swung hard. The belt made contact with her ass. A red hot lick of pain whipped through her and she clenched her teeth together breathing rapidly through them. The next strike fell just below the last and this one was harder the cracking sound of the leather against her skin seemed to reverberate in her ears. He struck her again a new angle this time. Her fingers dug into the leather and she tasted blood in her mouth realizing she'd bitten the inside of her cheek. A torrent of quick blows rained down on her ass. Each one hurt more than the next and her skin felt as if it were on fire. She strained not to cry out, she didn't know why but something told her she needed to bear the pain in silence. Just as the area began to numb he moved the scorching blows lower covering the back of her thighs with more blistering strikes. She turned her face into the bench her teeth finding purchase on the edge of the leather underneath her. One caught the lips of her sex and she bit into leather harder to stifle the scream caught in her throat. The pain made her light headed and her mind began to drift as she tried to separate herself from what was happening in her body. She lost track of the strikes and completely blanked. The blows stopped and as she came back into herself she became aware of the heat radiating from her ass, thighs and sex but that wasn't all she became aware of. In spite of the pain or maybe because of it her cunt was dripping wet and she ached for Cole to pound her in another way. Her entire body was hot a thin film of sweat coating her. She inhaled a clear deep breath filling her lungs with cool air. Nikki could hear Cole's laboured breathing behind her. She wanted to turn and look at him but she didn't dare move not for fear of reprimand but because she knew looking at him right now might break the moment. She held her breath and waited.

The sound of the belt hitting the floor with a muffled thud drew her attention. Then she felt his breath on her scorching skin so close to her throbbing sex. He used his hands to spread her legs further apart. Fingers lightly touched the lips of her sex and she moaned in response. Cole's finger slid through her folds to find her sensitive clit. He stroked her gently then pinched her clit hard between his finger and thumb. She whimpered with need. What the fuck was he doing to her body? He moved his finger up sliding it inside her slowly. She moaned out loud at his gentle intrusion. She didn't want gentle she wanted hard, fast and brutal. "Angel you have no idea how fucking beautiful you are right now." He buried his tongue in her folds searching out her clit. He found it and his merciless onslaught began. His fingers pumped in and out of her while his tongue flicked back and forth over her swollen nub. The sweet burn built quickly pushing her right to the edge and holding her there. Her muscles were tense and she strained towards release. His mouth was gone but only for a second "Come Angel." Then he hooked his fingers into the front wall of her passage finding that sweet spot inside her and with a few more flicks of his tongue an orgasm ripped through her body. Her muscles spasmed around his fingers and she moaned something unintelligible as her juices flooded into his waiting mouth.

Next thing she knew he'd moved into her view and she was up and being forced to her knees on the floor by the hand he had tightly buried in her hair. She found herself on eye level with his crotch. His free hand was already unzipping and retrieving his hard length from his ck's. He was well endowed. Although she'd experienced that already it was another thing to look at him. He was wide from start to tip, his shaft longer than average but not too long and his crown flared wider still, darkened and moistened by his arousal. Her tongue flicked out over her suddenly dry lips. Cole's sharp intake of breath brought her eyes to his and she was caught by the look of admiration there. "Angel" he whispered and stroked his free hand down her cheek his cock positioned against her lips. Then his free hand went to her hair as well "Open up for me." She opened her mouth and he drove his cock in with one hard stroke hitting the back of her throat. A faint gagging notion pulled at her but she concentrated on breathing through her nose and fought the urge. Then he set to fucking her face quick back and forth motions while he held her still by her hair. She closed her lips around him and tried her best to lick and suck his shaft while he hammered into her mouth. Some strokes were deep pushing him to the back of her throat others were shallower digging into the flattened surface of her tongue. She watched his face the whole time. His jaw was set hard and his eyes burned into hers with a fierceness she knew. The need to claim and conquer. Then it was replaced for a second by a flicker of something else, just a flicker, uncertainty maybe? His breath stuttered and his face contorted into a pained expression. He quickly withdrew his cock from her mouth. "Fuck" his voiced was hoarse and pained. She could feel the extreme wet of her pussy as it threatened to trickle down her thighs. She ached so badly for him to punish her sex with his cock that she had to fight the urge to beg.

He pulled her to her feet by her hair and ravaged her mouth with his tongue. He manoeuvred her back to the bench and she automatically resumed her previous position her face turned to one side. With his hands on her hips he plunged his cock into her and then she got the fast, hard and brutal she was after. She gritted her teeth against the pain as he bottomed out inside her over and over again. His body smacked against her battered thighs and cheeks reigniting the pain with every forward stroke. Her body was on sensory overload, she couldn't concentrate on any one sensation. The pain and pleasure mixed together to create an intoxicating blend that fed that ugly dark feeling inside her. Cole's hand moved from her hip around and under her, fingers searching out that swollen knot of nerves. His touch was firm and fast stroking her clit it in time with his thrusts. Nikki could feel her climax building again she knew it wouldn’t take long. Cole's breathing was loud and harsh, he groaned and she clenched at the sound. "Fuck" he swore as he began to work her clit harder changing the angle of his thrusts he leaned down over her. "You are mine Angel. Your body belongs to me to punish and mark and use as I see fit. Mine" Cole growled deep and loud in her ear then sank his teeth into the flesh of her shoulder. The stinging bite intensified her already wound up body and she cried out in both pleasure and pain as wave after wave of bliss washed over her. Cole found his own release then pounding into her harder filling her with his own liquid warmth. Nikki's body was a strange combination of numb and hurting as she came back down to earth. Cole was lying on top of her his arm wrapped around her middle his tongue lazily moving over the bite mark on her shoulder.