Soldiers of Chaos- Chaos Abounds: Book 1 in the Soldiers of Chaos series (4 page)

Nikki was dreaming. She had to be. Her mother was partying in the lounge with some guys and Nikki wasn't sticking around for that shit. She climbed out of her window and snuck around the house into the dark of the night. Trace was waiting for her down the road. When she reached him he held her tight and kissed her gently on the forehead. She loved him and he loved her. She climbed onto the back of the bike and hugged tight to him as he tore off through the city streets. They stopped outside the cabin and Trace led her through the field to the top of the hill saddle bags over his shoulder. He pulled a blanket from his bag and threw it down on the grass. They lay down next to each other holding hands and looking up at the stars neither of them saying a word. She knew this memory. She was seventeen and Trace and her were together although not officially. It was the night she lost her virginity. As the realization echoed somewhere in her mind she rolled over and held onto Trace and his arm came round her. He tilted her head up so he could kiss her gently their tongues sliding tentatively over each other. She'd known he was well versed in the sex department but he treated her so gently and slowly going at her pace. He shifted them so she was lying on her back and him on his side hovering over her slightly. He kissed her slowly and lovingly while his hands explored her body. He undressed them both till they were naked under the stars. He looked down at her in awe as his fingers slipped between the already moistened lips of her sex. His mouth went to her breast laving her nipple with his tongue. She felt the sweet burn building within her, her body coiling tighter and tighter as he worked her towards release. She tensed and he reared up watching her as she came apart calling his name. "You're so beautiful Nikki."

She pulled him down to kiss her as she reached for his rigid cock. Her hand closed around him and a sigh escaped him. "I want you Trace" the words passed her lips with ease. He moved into the cradle of her thighs and positioned himself at her entrance. Slowly ever so slowly he slid inside her till he reached her internal barrier. The feeling was so intense she wasn't sure she was dreaming anymore. "Are you sure Baby girl?" "Yes." He pulled back slightly then pushed forward in one long quick stroke breaking through the evidence of her innoc
ence. She winced at the pain. Trace stopped, waiting for her to adjust to him. He smoothed her hair back from her face and kissed her deeply. "I'm gonna start moving now baby." She nodded and wrapped her arms around him. His movements were unhurried and gentle as he whispered beautiful words in her ear. Intense emotion wound its way through her as he slowly stoked the fire inside her. "Trace" his name came out on a whimper. She was begging him although she didn't know what for. "It's ok baby I've got you" he increased his pace and his fingers sought out her sensitive nub. A fierce wave of pleasure hit her and she exploded around him. Trace growled her name as he joined her a moment later. He smiled sweetly at her saying her name again and again as he slowly drifted away from her. Was he calling her? Beckoning her to follow him into the darkness beyond? She went with him and the blackness enveloped her drawing her back into the dreamless dark.

Nikki was surrounded by black her head was foggy as fuck and somewhere in the distance she could hear voices. She tried to focus on those voices, she recognised them. Trace was talking, saying something about her about a bullet wound. A second voice. They'd pulled the bullet out, stitched up her shoulder she’d be good as knew in no time. What were they talking about? A bullet in her shoulder. As she hovered at the edge of consciousness it all came flooding back to her, her mother mangled, dead and covered in blood. An incredible ache filled her chest. Herself shot and cut and violated. Her stomach twisted and clenched like a dying animal. The blood and gore bursting out from the back of creepy guy’s head when she shot him. The dark ugly feeling from earlier began to creep up from deep inside. Watching the bullets rip through Roach’s flesh, the blade slicing his skin apart, the wailing sound he made as she tortured him. The fear in his eyes as he finally gave her what she wanted. She wanted to do it all over again only this time she would make them both suffer for what they did to her mother. Sick vengeful thoughts filled her head accompanied by the knowledge that it was wrong, that she was wrong. She was sick, no better than them. Fear and self-loathing began to blanket her. She shifted and her shoulder began to throb and burn causing her to whimper. She focused on the pain there and everything else left her mind she felt numb to everything but that horrible burning in her shoulder. Another whimper escaped her lips and a bright light began to burn through her eyelids. She heard Trace whispering calming words to her and then liquid warmth spread through her body and the pain in her shoulder disappeared along with the bright light and Trace's voice. Black enveloped her again, sweet and numbing.

Nikki surfaced again out of the black to the sound of Trace's voice. There was the back and forth of a conversation but she could only hear his voice. "Doctors said she's fine. No serious damage..... They reckon she'll be sore for a little while but otherwise she's good as new....... Bridges? Why the fuck would Bridges have Sheila killed?" Bridges? Why did Nikki know that name? There was a long pause and Nikki could feel the atmosphere change, the air becoming thick with anger. "I can't believe he did that shit without a vote........ They nearly got Nikki killed Tex I don't give a fuck what their excuses were we should've been told." Nikki's eyes began to flicker, the light didn't burn through her eyelids this time there was only a soft glow. She opened them slowly to find Trace standing at the foot of her bed his back to her as he talked. Her shoulder hurt like a bitch and she shifted uncomfortably on the bed a hiss escaping her. Trace turned quickly towards her "She's awake brother... Yeah. Seeya." Trace smiled at her his face softening as he moved to the side of her bed. His baby blues locked onto hers and he reached out sweeping a stray piece of hair from her cheek "Hey baby girl." If the pain killers didn't work staring at him might be just as good a distraction from the pain, he was gorgeous. Short messy spiky dark hair that made you wanna run your fingers through it and mess it up some more. His smile was cheeky light hearted and full of beautiful perfect white teeth. He had a constant five day growth that Nikki swore he trimmed daily so it stayed exactly that way all the time. The guy was just short of six foot, his body lean and muscular. But it was his eyes that really sucked you in. They were an ocean blue deep enough to drown in and when you looked at them you swore that everything was good in the world.

He looked more like an underwear model than a biker but brothers came in all sorts of shapes and sizes. He was such a pretty boy they'd often joked that if it weren't for the revolving door of pussy he had they'd swear he was gay. To which his response had been to refer to her as baby girl and comment rather explicitly about how hot Tex was. They had all laughed about it but she thought the reference to her was sweet and she liked it so it stuck. All that was nowhere near enough to distract her from the ugliness inside her. "Hey" her voice was a hoarse almost whisper. "How you feelin?" How was she feeling? Sore as fuck and dying on the inside. "Fine." He smiled at her gently as if he knew she was lying but he didn’t push. "The doctor said there's no major damage your shoulder will be sore for a while but you'll be good as new in a few weeks." She closed her eyes. Good as new, what a fucking joke. She'd never been good as new before this shit now she was just plain destroyed. "Out long?" Her words felt thick in her mouth and she strained to speak. "Just last night. It's about 6 o'clock now. Doctor should be in soon to check on you you’ll have to stay a day or two but then we’ll take you home." He came up really close to her. “I heard you ask that guy who sent them. Did he give you a name?”

A name? Her thoughts drifted to her mother’s house. The ache inside her chest became unbearable her lungs squeezed and her stomach twisted causing her to gag. She sat up folding forward at the waist. She scrambled to get off the bed. "Whoa there baby girl. Relax." Trace threw his arm around her to stop her from getting off the bed and grabbed onto her shoulder. The pain hit her like a freight train forcing the air back into her lungs stopping all thoughts in her head. A yelp left her and Trace moved his hand cursing and apologising while laying her back on the bed. "Fuck. I'm so sorry Nikki. You looked like you were about to fall. You ok baby girl?" She leaned back slowly and closed her eyes gritting her teeth against the pain "Yeah." “Let me take the edge off” he hit the morphine. The silence that followed was filled only by the guilt weighing heavily on Nikki's heart and the memories of her mother. "Bridges" she whispered it not wanting it to pass her lips. "What was that baby?" Trace stroked her cheek as he spoke. “The name, Bridges” her words more audible this time Trace gave a single nod in response. A Doctor entered the room all business followed by a nurse "You're awake. You hit the morphine?" Nikki's shook her head "He did." "I bumped her shoulder" Trace smiled apologetically. “Right. Well it’ll make it easier for me to look it over.” She was already feeling that liquid warmth slowly spreading through her. She closed her eyes as the doctor and nurse manoeuvred her around to look at her injuries. She could hear them talking but nothing penetrated the fog in her mind and she eagerly sank back into the darkness.

Tex's voice permeated through the inky fog in her mind. She was staring at him across the forecourt of the clubhouse watching him with a group of the brothers. A party raged on around them. His face lit up by the barrel of fire raging in front of him. He was beautiful in his own way that chiseled jaw and longish blond hair and those dark stormy intense eyes of his. Wait this can't be right. Nikki was confused, this happened years ago. His eyes came to hers as she took him in, the hunger so clearly evident on his face as he stared at her. She wanted that man so badly just the thought made her clit tingle. He made his way toward her in that confident swagger of his, the one that told you he knew what he was working with and how the fuck to work it. When he reached her side he leaned down to her ear "You sure you're ready for this Ace? Because I ain't Trace and this thing is not gonna go slow and easy." She didn't want slow and easy with him. She wanted fast and hard and dirty. She nodded slowly at him and licked her lips. Tex's answering growl sent a shiver of arousal through her and his mouth crashed down on hers. His hands went under her ass and he lifted her up her legs instinctively going around his waist. A loud chorus of cheering and cat calls echoed around them as he carried her across the forecourt towards the clubhouse. She felt him smile against her lips and she pulled back slightly embarrassed by the sudden attention they'd drawn. Her eyes swept the crowd and everywhere they fell was a happy face. She locked eyes with Trace and even he was smiling happily at them. He blew her a kiss and she smiled back.

Tex pushed open the clubhouse door as he captured her mouth in a searing kiss. They crashed through his bedroom door and he kicked it shut behind them. He turned pinning her between the door and his solid body. "God I want inside you so bad" he growled as his fingers moved round her thigh under her dress to the edge of her panties. She wanted that too just as bad as he did. His fingers slid inside her pumping in and out if her warm wet tunnel as he ground the hard bulge of his cock against her clit. She let her head fall back against the door as pleasure swept through her. He began growling into her ear all the dirty things he was gonna do to her his words making her wetter and pushing her towards orgasm. She moaned as she felt the peak draw near. Suddenly Tex's fingers disappeared "No. I wanna taste you when you come." Her inner muscles spasmed at his words and she nearly came in spite of the lack of physical stimulation. He dropped her to her feet and sank to his knees pushing her dress up her body so it bunched around her waist. He gripped the sides of her panties and ripped tearing them away from her soaked sex. "Mmmmm" the sound was the last thing she heard before he dove into her sex devouring it like a man possessed. It took her mere minutes before she exploded all over his face in an earth tilting orgasm. "Fuck Tex" she cried out as he continued to lap at her juices through tremor after tremor. "Mmmmm you taste sweet Ace."

She was still dazed and leaning against the door when he got to his feet. He yanked her dress off over her head and stepped back taking in her naked body like a predator surveying its prey. That look had always got her wet within seconds. He removed his cut and threw it on the dresser followed by his shirt and then his boots and socks disappeared. He towered over her six feet five inches of solid powerful muscle clad in nothing but dark denim jeans and it had her drooling. In one quick move he picked her up tossed her onto his bed and was on her before her head stopped spinning. His tongue was in her mouth and she could taste the remnants of herself on his tongue. Tex’s hands were all over her body, her face, her hips, her breasts, her sex he was driving her crazy. She was panting hard when she heard the rasp of the zipper on his jeans and then he was inside her. She barely had time to adjust to the feeling of incredible fullness before he began pumping in and out of her at a blistering speed. "Oh god Tex" she'd never been fucked like this until that moment and that sweet slow burn she'd loved so much with Trace was a fucking freight train bearing down on her with Tex. "You're so wet and tight" he grunted as he plunged in and out of her. She couldn't reply she'd lost the ability to form words the only thing leaving her mouth was a combination of loud moans and breathy whimpers. Then the train hit. Her muscles clamped down on his hard length seizing it and making it difficult for him to retreat or advance. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as the first wave of intense pleasure hit. "Fuck. Ace" Tex began grinding deep into her. Her muscles spasmed around him as a cry finally left her mouth and that put Tex over the edge. He followed her into the abyss of pleasure with a roar of his own. Nikki drifted in a state of euphoria back into the dreamless dark.