Bound By Cage Box Set (Complete Series Books 1-4) : MMA Romance

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by Brittany Crowley


  “Guys, we want you to meet Amelia Savannah Cage.”

  Savvy gasps. “You guys!” She breaks down in her ugly cry again. Zander comes around and pulls her into him as she sobs on his chest. He looks over toward us smiling and mouths “hormones”.

  “There is something else guys.” They turn to face us. “We wanted to know if you would like to be Mia’s godparents?”

  “Wow guys, I don’t know what to say.” Zander’s voice is filled with emotion. “We’d be honored.”

  The rest of the night, or I should say morning, moves by in a blur. Josh keeps everyone’s visits to a minimum so I can get some rest. Luckily, it’s 3am and only our immediate family was waiting. We haven’t slept a wink since we woke up yesterday morning and I’m dying for a little nap.

  Before I fall asleep, I look over and see Josh cuddling Mia close to his chest kissing her little cheek. He looks over towards me and shoots me a wink with his toothy grin.

  “Get some sleep, you need your rest to recover.”

  “Mmmkay…”

  “Love you Hellcat.”

  “Love you too.”

  EPILOGUE

  Jayden

  Why am I here right now? I could be at the bar a few towns over where I know the pussy’s easy and every woman’s down to hit the sheets with me. Or even better, blow me in the alley out back. But here I sit at Monkey Bars on a Saturday night staring at the bane of my existence. Why am I so drawn to her?

  “You know it honey.” I hear Caesar say. If I hear this dude say his name’s spelled like the salad and not the dressing one more time, I’m going to jump over this bar and tackle him. I watch as he reaches his arms around Georgie showing her the correct amount of liquid to pour into a drink. Does he have to be so close? I know the dudes gay but come on, having your dick in someone’s ass definitely gives you a semi no matter the gender.

  Georgie makes her way over to me and I see her lips moving. I want those full pink lips wrapped around my cock. Damn, the thoughts making my dick stiffen against the zipper of my jeans. Now she’s looking at me like I’m an idiot.

  “Pardon sunshine?” Her cheeks flame red as she gives me a shy smile.

  “Can I get you a refill?”

  “Of course,” I wink at her.

  She taps me a beer and places it in front of me with a bright smile. It nearly knocks the wind out of my lungs. What’s wrong with me? I don’t react this way to females.

  I look down at my beer and it’s all foam. I fight so hard to hold my laughter in but I can’t. I burst out laughing and double over the bar. When I look up I see tears form in her eyes as she hurries away.

  Caesar makes his way over, all while giving me the eye. Not the eye. He knows my dicks a pussy’s only zone. No, he’s giving me the I’m going to fuck you up eye.

  “What’s your problem dude? Ease up on her. You come in here staring at her like a serial killer the whole time, then laugh at her. She’s just learning all of this, back off.”

  Is he for real? If only he knew the internal struggle I was going through right now.

  “Listen here Caesar salad, mind your own business. And don’t even act all high and mighty. If this drink got placed in front of you, don’t even act like you’d keep a straight face. Dude, come on.”

  “I’m gonna find her and make sure she’s okay. She’s like a delicate flower ready to bloom. Give her space to bloom dude. And if you like her, tell her. Don’t be a third grader about it.”

  He goes to walk away. “I’m around third graders all day pal! No fucking way am I acting like one!”

  Caesar turns around and shakes his head at me before making his way to the kitchen door that Georgie ran through.

  “Don’t tsk, tsk me bro.” I mumble under my breath.

  It clicks all of a sudden. I’m not actually attracted to her, well she is gorgeous, but it’s something else. I’m attracted to her pussy. I just need to get her under me to get over this sick infatuation. I need to see her writhing on my bed as I sink my dick balls deep inside her. It all makes sense now. Thank fuck. I was getting nervous I was turning into my brothers.

  Zander and Josh’s girly shit must be messing with my head. I don’t want a relationship, I want a fuckship. And a fuckship is what I’ll have one way or another. She’s like a skittish pussy cat, I need to approach this situation delicately, give her a little romance before we enter the bone zone. Girls like her expect flowers and cuddling, maybe a date or two. I can do that. And I’ll start tonight.

  I see her hesitantly pulled back to the bar by the ass face. He gives me a look and starts taking orders again. When I look at Georgie she’s looking everywhere but at me. Well, this is going to prove tricky, but I love a challenge.

  I stand up from my seat and jump up on the bar. The night is young, so it’s not quite busy yet, and I’ve never been a shy dude.

  “You’re insecure, don’t know what for,

  You’re turning heads when you walk through the door.”

  That’s right, I’m singing her a little One Direction. Don’t judge me, some of their songs are really catchy. I make my way down the bar top making it my bitch as I thrust my hips and point to Georgie so she knows this is for her. When the song comes to an end I drop to my knees in front of her and open my arms wide.

  She has a huge smile on her face that she’s trying to hide with her hand. That smile does me in. No, no it doesn’t, my dick likes it, that’s it.

  “Georgie, will you please put me out of my misery and go on a date with me?” I give her my panty melting smile and grab her hands in my own.

  She studies me for a minute then answers me. “No fucking way.”

  The End

  CHAOS

  PROLOGUE

  Jayden

  My eyes focus on Zander in the barely lit room. The lighting is seriously lacking as I absorb everything around me. It’s funny to think about the vast difference compared to the pristine rooms I’ve been in before with my brothers. There’s no privilege here, nobody catering to me, no one out there ready to cheer me on.

  Z turns an old milk crate upside down and places it on the floor in front of me. It’s like he can read my mind, I was a breath from telling him to take a fucking seat and stop with the anxious pacing. After sitting down his eyes lock on my own. I know he’s trying to give me time to get ready but fuck if he’s not making me nervous.

  I pull the hood of my sweatshirt over my head and close my eyes. The noises from outside the door get louder and louder, threatening to overwhelm me. I’ve never wanted this life, never cared for the attention or glory. Except there’s no glory. Not this time and possibly not ever. If I make it out of this can I even call myself a winner?

  “You’ve got this Jay. The effort you put in is going to pay off and I’m not just saying that to blow smoke up your ass.” He looks at me thoughtfully. “You have one thing he doesn’t… motivation. Think about that if you get into a bind or backed into a corner. Georgie is why you’re here right now, she’s what you’re fighting for. Don’t forget that.”

  I nod my head finding my throat too dry to speak and stand up. My arms move back and forth over my chest as I begin shaking out my muscles. My head rolls from left to right working out the last few kinks. As I jump up and down the adrenaline works its way through my veins. I’ve got this.

  There’s three loud knocks on the door. Some asshole letting me know it’s time to leave the solace of my shitty dressing room and get my ass out there. Unzipping my hoodie, I throw it to the side and wipe my palms on my jeans. Zander remains seated staring at me, like he wants to say more but decides not to. I don’t need a pep talk, no. What I need is to head out there and get this done. Take back my fucking life.

  “Let’s go,” is all I say before Zander stands and walks to the exit.

  We’re shoulder to shoulder staring at the door, taking in the shouts and cheers just a few short feet away. It’s like neither of us want to open it, turning this nightmare into a reality.
/>   Zander turns and pulls me into a tight hug. “I have your back, no matter what. Remember that.”

  Once again nodding, unable to find the words to express what’s going through my head, I place my hand on the door knob and turn. I pause before I pull it open and take a deep breath. When my song starts playing and the screaming becomes deafening just outside the door, the corners of my lips tip upwards… it’s show time.

  CHAPTER 1

  Georgie

  “Let’s give lover boy something to be jealous about, shall we?” Caesar whispers in my ear as his arms come around me and starts messing with the bottles of liquor I have placed out in front of me on the bar.

  “What do you mean?” I’m a little uneasy from his close proximity, but I fight it back. It’s the way I was raised and I need to work through it.

  “A very handsome Cage hasn’t been able to keep his eyes off you all night girlfriend. It’s like he’s in the mood for a succulent fruit and you’re the only ripe Georgia Peach in a 100-mile radius. Go get it girl.”

  Caesar gives me a little shove in Jayden’s direction and I feel my heart pulsating wildly. Alright, I can do this. Right? How hard can it be? I’ve binge watched every single chick flick I could get my hands on in the last week. I can be strong and independent like Andie Anderson, maybe even flirt a little. Jayden can be my Benjamin Barry, he certainly has the charm for it.

  “Hey Jayden, could I interest you in a sex on the beach? Maybe a screaming orgasm?” My face immediately flames red. Did I really just offer up my virginity by way of a drink order?

  As I look at him, I realize he hasn’t heard a word I’ve said. He’s just creepily staring at my mouth. Is there something on my face? I scrub at my lips and notice his cheeks look a little flushed. I wonder if he’s coming down with something?

  “Pardon Sunshine?” He asks as a smile lights up his gorgeous face.

  “Can I get you a refill?” I squeak out.

  “Of course.” He winks at me. It’s like the Cage men’s signature move I’ve come to realize. Who would have thought an eye twitch could make my panties wet in two seconds flat? It’s a foreign feeling I’m not entirely sure I’m comfortable with. But, no wonder my sister Ashlyn and her best friend Savannah have it bad for his brothers.

  I quickly make my way over and pour Jayden a beer. These things are tricky, you have to get them just right or you get too much foam. When I’m done, the cup is about half and half which is a win in my book. With a smile on my face I walk it back over to Jayden and place it in front of him, strangely proud of myself. It may be the best beer I’ve tapped yet.

  His face goes red as he repeatedly looks between me and the beer, trying unsuccessfully to hold in his laughter. “Seriously Sunshine?” All of a sudden, the composure breaks and he bursts out laughing while pointing at his beer. Tears start to sting my eyes when I realize he’s laughing at me. Unable to stand his scrutiny any longer, I exit the bar and head for the kitchen to put as much distance between myself and Jayden as possible.

  The cook keeps glancing at me warily as I’m standing off to the side crying my eyes out. Why does it bother me so much what Jayden thinks? He doesn’t know how hard adjusting to life has been. Saying I’ve grown up sheltered is an understatement. I didn’t have a voice or a say in anything about my life. Does he think I chose to be raised into an abusive cult? I’m just the weird cult girl.

  I didn’t even know what a dildo was until yesterday when I stumbled upon one. I was going through the garage where I’m living and found a few in a box. I called my sister Ashlyn and asked her what it was as I stared trying to describe it to her. She screamed at me to drop it and then howled with laughter as she told me in no uncertain terms to close the lid and step away from the box. I was petrified they were bombs or something so I ran for the safety of the house. A half hour later a very pregnant Savvy accompanied by my sister exited their car with three boxes of rubber gloves, four tubs of bleach and nose plugs.

  “Have you been contaminated?” Ash slowly asks me fighting a smile.

  “Um, no.”

  “Go inside, we’ll take care of this and then we’ll explain everything.” Is all she said before they turned on their heels and entered the garage.

  I nervously paced the length of my new house waiting for something bad to happen. Savvy’s for crying out loud, if my little discovery required that much bleach surely, I should have been out there instead of her.

  Ashlyn’s letting me live in her old house since she isn’t using the place anymore. It’s perfect for me and rent is right in my pay grade. Cheap. They didn’t want rent at all but I refused. I’m working therefore I can pay. I need independence and to know I can make it on my own. I’ve spent my whole life forced into being dependent on others.

  They exited the garage with disgust written all over their faces but the problem was dealt with. That’s when I heard the story of Aunt Cheryl and her sex toy shop that she ran before she died, which is now the bar I’m currently in, Monkey Bars. A shiver creeps up my spine just thinking about what I found in that box. It apparently fell through the cracks when they burnt the other ones in a bonfire.

  I feel a touch on my shoulder which causes me to yelp.

  “It’s just me Georgie. What’s the matter honey?” Caesar says in a hushed voice.

  “It’s stupid.” I whisper wiping the tears away with the back of my hand.

  “No, it’s not. But if it’s worth anything, I don’t think that Neanderthal meant anything by it. I’ll work his side of the bar until he leaves too.”

  “No.”

  “No?” Caesar questions.

  “No. I won’t avoid him. I’m so sick of everyone tiptoeing around me. Do you even know what I’ve been through? I’m not this person. I’m not a fragile porcelain doll that everyone has to walk on eggshells around. That’s over. I will not let what I was raised into dictate my life anymore. I’m so tired of being scared all the time. We only have one life, I’m going to start living it. Nobody’s going to make me question myself ever again.” I square my shoulders with a new resolve.

  “Preach it girl.”

  “Starting with Jayden. Who the heck does he think he is, waltzing into my territory and laughing at me. He’s gonna get a check with reality real soon, mark my words Caesar. These are the last tears I will ever cry over Jayden Cage.”

  “I’ll mark these words in my calendar Georgia Peach, but right now we need to get back to the bar that’s currently running itself.”

  “I lied, I’m not strong. I can’t do this.” Leaning back, I shrink into the wall.

  “You can and you will.”

  Caesar grabs my arm and pulls me through the kitchen out to the bar. I’m avoiding Jayden like the plague, looking at anything and everything but him. As I’m passing a margarita to a customer, I hear a few cat calls.

  What the…? Is someone singing One Direction? I turn around and see Jayden making his way towards me singing a song I’ve never heard before. Did I mention he’s on top of the bar? Why does he have to be such a jerk one second and completely sweet the next?

  I hold my hand over my mouth to hide my smile back. Hey, I’m a girl. Don’t tell me you wouldn’t be flattered just a tiny bit if a man was singing to you? Especially a man like Jayden Cage.

  In the blink of an eye he drops to his knees and grabs my hands in his own. As he stares into my eyes, he shocks me when he opens his mouth.

  “Georgie, will you please put me out of my misery and go on a date with me?” He gives me a sexy smirk.

  I’m quiet for a moment unsure of what I should do. It’s a quick moment when I realize he would be safe. I know, I’m calling Jayden Cage safe. But most people get to live and learn from their mistakes. My whole life I’ve been told what to do, what to say, how to dress. I need to find out who I am before I can even think of getting involved with someone. I’m 20 years old and I’ve never been kissed! Crap, I’m the real-life Josie Grossie!

  I stare at Jayden. God he’s
gorgeous. His tight black polo does little to conceal the muscle he’s packing underneath. He’s not as big as Josh and Zander, but they’re professional MMA fighters. It’s what they do. For a third-grade teacher, he’s definitely not the norm.

  There’s more to him than meets the eye. Everyone writes him off but I see it in his eyes. His big blue eyes that are doing all sorts of things to me as they stare intently at my own. They may be his best feature. All the Cage men got that gene and they know how to work them. With how much he talks about sex and women I know he’s out of my league. He doesn’t want some inexperienced woman. And to be honest, I’m not sure I can handle him. Yet. Growing up the way I did you learn to read people. Maybe someday I’ll get to figure him out. But that day isn’t today.

  I realize I haven’t answered him yet so with my sweetest smile I decide to get him back for my embarrassment over beer-gate. I look around and sure enough, everyone is staring at this little spectacle.

  “No fucking way.” I pull my hands out of his and walk away. That cuss word feels foreign leaving my mouth and it takes all my resolve not to cringe. At least it got my point across.

  Caesar makes eye contact and gives me a massive smile before holding his hand up. I give him a high five and start serving drinks again. When I gain the courage, I look back towards Jayden who isn’t at the bar anymore. Peering around the room my eyes track him next to the exit with a sly grin on his face as he stares at me. What’s going on in that head of his?

  He shoots me a wink then exits the building. I’m a little disappointed he didn’t try harder, but it’s for the best. It’s time to figure out who Georgie is. It’s time to make some mistakes and live for the first time in my life.

  CHAPTER 2

  Jayden

  “Earth to Jay.” Kyle snaps his fingers in my face.

 

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