Twisted Tales of Mayhem: 2019 MMM Special Edition Anthology

by Sapphire Knight

  Fingers threaded through my windblown hair, he cupped my head, angling his face to deepen the kiss. I couldn’t help the groan that snuck out as his tongue slid between my lips.

  The only accurate description for that kiss was wild and needy. Breaking away reluctantly, he bowed his head to rest his forehead on the top of my head.

  “You’re right, you can’t compete with her.”

  My heart sunk.

  “You can’t compete with her because you are so far out of her league that she is completely eclipsed by you.”

  Heart and breath pausing, I leaned back to look him in the eyes. “Wha-what?”

  “You heard me.” Briefly closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply before exhaling hard. “I know this sounds crazy as fuck, but the moment you sprawled facedown in the sand next to me, I felt something. I didn’t know what it was then, but when I couldn’t get you out of my head and then I saw you again this morning? I don’t even know how to describe that except—I fucking need you.”

  Panting, I mustered every bit of bravery I had, look him dead in the eye, and said, “Follow me.”

  ***

  Opening the door to my small apartment, we were like something out of a romance novel. Groping hands, frantic kisses, clothes flying… we were like two people starving.

  Once I was naked and his jeans were undone, I grasped his erection. He felt amazing. Thick, with velvety skin stretched over steel, he was warm and pulsing in the palm of my hand.

  While I’d never been the type of girl who was dying to have a dick in my mouth, that all changed with him. But when I moved to drop to my knees in front of him, he shook his head. “No, baby. Need to be inside that sweet fucking pussy of yours first.”

  Like I weighed nothing, he grabbed my hips and hiked me up to hover over the end of his cock. Teasing me, he rimmed my wet opening. I hooked my heels into his ass and tried to pull myself down on his length.

  Holding my gaze, he slowly slid me onto his shaft until he was seated deep within my pulsing core. “Oh fuck. Sweet Jesus.” I’d forgotten how much he filled me. My poor va-jay-jay was stretched to her limit. But just when I was about to tell him it was too much, he began to plunge in and out.

  Uncaring of the wall scraping against my back with each thrust, I could only concentrate on how damn good he felt.

  “Fucking hell, Gwen… you on the pill?”

  Unable to use my words, I nodded. A groan preceded his animalistic thrusts as he fucked me like the end of the world was minutes away. I felt my body begin to tense.

  “You goin’ to come?” He was gasping, his lips and breath brushing against my heated skin as he buried his face in the crook of my neck.

  Once again, I nodded. “Mm-hm….”

  “Good, because I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to see straight. And I’m going to blow in this tight cunt, filling you up with my come. I’m going to keep fucking you until my come is running down your milky thighs and then I’m going to paint your pussy walls with my come again. Do you hear me?”

  “Oh my God,” I whimpered. “Yessss.”

  Biting down on the cord of his neck, I began to lose myself in the magic he was weaving on my body. Every thrust brought me closer to the edge. Coiling tight, I knew it was just a matter of time.

  A keening sound spiraled from deep in my soul as I shattered. The strongest orgasm I’d ever felt in my life had my pussy walls grabbing his cock tight and milking it until he growled out his release.

  “Fuuuck. Fuck, Fuck. Fuck, baby.”

  As cognizant thought began to return, I heard banging on the wall next to us. It was followed by a muf-fled, “For Christ sake, get off the goddamn wall!”

  Bursting out laughing, we breathed heavy as we stood there grinning at each other like fools. He still held me against the wall, and his still hard dick remained deep in me.

  “You wanna spend the night?”

  “I thought you’d never ask.” His smile was disarming. “Except I have to work tomorrow so I’ll need to leave early to go by my place to grab some scrubs.”

  “Scrubs?”

  “Yeah. I’m an ER trauma nurse.” This big, bad, sexy biker was a nurse? I pulled my lips between my teeth, trying not to say it.

  “I see your mind spinning. Yeah, I’m a nurse. Not a doctor. Sorry.” He appeared almost defensive.

  I shook my head. “Not where my mind was going at all.”

  “Really? Then where was that pretty little head of yours going?” The smirk he gave me was sexy as hell as he carried me to my bedroom right off the living room.

  “I was wondering if you’d be my naughty nurse.” Waggling my brows at him suggestively, I watched as he exploded with laughter. Then he laid me on the bed, all while never leaving my body.

  As he drove roughly into me, he gave me a wicked grin. “Every. Fucking. Day.”

  The End

  About Kristine

  So, this is a short story as part of the MMM19 Author Anthology and my sixth book in all. Yikes, it’s pretty real now, isn’t it? It’s been a little over a year since I started this writing and publishing journey of mine. I thank each and every one of you who have been there from the very beginning! To my new readers, welcome to my crazy literary world! Buckle your seatbelt and hang on, because it’s going to be one heck of a ride.

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  RYDER

  A Hellbound Lovers MC Novella

  By Crimson Syn

  CHAPTER ONE

  RYDER

  I felt on edge today, like something bad was on its way, and I couldn’t keep myself from looking over my shoulder. We were picking up some parts for the bikes that Bear was repairing, and we weren’t on friendly turf. The man loved to fix shit, and this was what he did best. I had to admit that he did know his way around a V-Twin engine, and those bikes roared to life in his hands.

  “We shouldn’t be poking around here, Bear. This is Devil’s Syndicate territory.”

  “So, what? It’s all about business, brother. And money talks.”

  He had a point, and he was about to spend thousands of dollars on parts. “You know if Nick catches us doing this, he’ll have both our heads.

  “Nicholas needs to chill the fuck out.”

  I nearly laughed at how Bear addressed our Prez, Nick Barton. He always fucked with him, calling him Nicholas and reminding him that even though he was President, and the toughest motherfucker on the road, Bear was still his older brother. I shook my head and wandered off to another area of the salvage yard. I got distracted by an old vintage car parked on the edge a junk pile. When I circled the vehicle, that’s when I spotted her.

  She was leaned far over the hood of a truck, her legs lifted and her perfect Grade-A ass, wrapped in white daisy dukes, rose high in the air. I grunted and whistled at the view. Startled, she jumped off the hood and twirled around, and by God, I fell in love. She had long, jet black hair, blue eyes and the cutest little pout. Her breasts were hidden in a white tank top, a flannel shirt tied around her waist, and the cuffs rolled up to her elbows. She had grease stains along her thighs and hands. One particular streak stained the top curve of a soft plump breast.

  I stood there, probably gawking, and admiring the view. She stared right back, giving me that evil eye women had somehow perfected. “Can I help you?”

  “You sure can,” I winked and strutted over to her.

  “Ryder Chase, nice to meet you.” I reached out for a handshake, but she stood there, staring down at my hand until I had no other option but to hook it back onto my jean pocket.

  “My friend was looking for some parts.”

  “Is that so?” She reached up to brush the sweat off her brow with the back of her hand. The movement made her tits come together, a drop of sweat gliding down into the unknown.

  “Eyes up here, big boy.”

  I chuckled. “And you are?”

  “Regina Thorn.”

  “Thorn? As in Walker Thorn’s Old Lad
y?” I cringed inside. The son of a bitch would have a pretty thing like this to keep him warm at night.

  She smirked and leaned back on the truck. “As in Walker Thorn’s only daughter.”

  Damn. Fucking Walker Thorn’s daughter. I was gonna get shit for this, but she was too fine not to want a taste.

  “Regina Thorn,” I repeated her name, my eyes lingering on her curves. “Who would have thought The Cannon would have such a fine daughter?”

  “I’ve heard of you, ya know.” She crossed her arms over her chest, and my cock stretched out at how her breasts jutted forward. My mouth watered, wanting to tear her clothes off and lay her on the back seat of that damn truck.

  I raised a brow in mock surprise. Everyone knew who we were by now, we didn’t come here to hide. “You have, huh?”

  She smiled knowingly. “You’re a Hellbound Lover. Ryder Chase, the Sargent at Arms.”

  I chuckled. “I guess word does get around.”

  “Well, you guys did steal my Daddy’s property.”

  “Eh-eh, careful there. We didn’t steal shit. That property was bought and paid for, legally. He didn’t put dibs on it fast enough.” She squinted as the sun glared on the horizon. Covering her eyes, she looked me up and down.

  “You shouldn’t be here, Hellbound Lover.”

  “No kidding, try telling Bear that.” I gestured behind me at the big burly man who was carrying a ton of items.

  She smiled. “Bear comes here a lot. I know Bear, I’m saying you shouldn’t be here.”

  I stepped up to her, propping my hand along the hood of the car as I leaned over her. “Why is that?”

  “Cause if Daddy finds out, he’ll put a bullet between your balls.”

  I chuckled. “He could try.”

  She looked up at me, curiosity glimmered in her eyes. “You’re dangerous, aren’t you?”

  “Depends.”

  “On?”

  “On a lot of things.” Ducking down, I brought myself to her eye level. “Go out with me.”

  “What?”

  “Go out with me.”

  “No.”

  “Why not?”

  “Didn’t I just tell you my Daddy will take your nuts off?”

  I smiled. “And didn’t I just tell you he could try?”

  She leaned back against the side of the truck, staring up at me. “You’re trouble.”

  “Yes,” I confirmed.

  We stood there for I don’t know how long, heat simmering between us. Her eyes ran across my face, running down my neck and across my shoulders. Everywhere her eyes landed felt like a soft caress that heated my blood. She reached up and pulled at my shirt, exposing the tattoo that peaked out of my t-shirt.

  “A raven,” she whispered, tracing it with the tips of her fingers. My body lit up at her touch, and I clenched my fist to hold back from taking her.

  “It’s for my mother. She was a Poe fan. Her name runs along the thread.”

  “It’s beautiful.”

  “You’re beautiful.”

  Our eyes met again, and this time I saw that spark of lust that ran through my own body.

  “You need to go.”

  “Not unless you answer me.”

  “The answer is no.”

  I nodded. “We’ll see about that.”

  “Hey Ryder! You ready to go?”

  “You got what you need?” I yelled back, still staring down at her pretty face.

  “Yeah. You seen Regina around?”

  I arched my brow. “I think I found her. Stepping aside, I let him see what I had captured.”

  “Fuck,” I heard him grunt as he made his way over to us. “Miss Thorn,” he nodded in greeting.

  “How ya doin’, Bear?”

  “I was doin’ just fine until now.”

  She smiled. “What can I do for you?”

  “I brought the truck up front. I need some parts I found, stacked them up around the edge there for you.”

  She looked up at me and smiled. “You can take whatever you can carry. On the house.” “On the house?” Bear asked in amazement.

  I winked at her and placed my hand around Bear. “Come on brother, you heard the lady. I’ll make sure to come and pay her back.”

  “As long as you don’t return, that’s more than enough payment.”

  I smiled and turned to her. “A Hellbound Lover doesn’t like to leave debts unpaid.”

  “Is that so?” She bit her lip, and I kept myself from shoving her against that truck and paying her back with every inch of my dick. But that would have to wait for later. Had to bide my time.

  I smirked and turned. “See you soon, Miss Thorn.”

  I caught her eyes narrowing as I turned to leave, mumbling something under her breath, probably cursing me. As soon as we were out of sight, I got slammed in the gut by Bear’s fist. Crouching down onto one knee, I fought to breathe.

  “Are you crazy? Do you know who that is?”

  I dragged in a breath and grunted. “Cannon’s daughter, I know.”

  “She’s fucking Devil’s Syndicate property, that’s what she is. By blood too!”

  “Calm down,” I brushed past him and began taking the items he’d accumulated.

  “You lookin’ to die, kid? Cause if Nick finds out, not only will he have your head, he’ll cut off your balls too.”

  “Why is everyone trying to cut off my balls today?”

  “Because you’re a fucking idiot.”

  “Yeah, okay.”

  “Don’t stick your dick where it doesn’t belong, Chase. I’m tellin’ you this is not gonna end up good for either of you.”

  “Don’t you worry about my dick and focus on what we came here to do.”

  He huffed and puffed, his words still ringing in my ears. He was right, I was going down a dangerous path. But the path was too fucking tempting to pass up.

  CHAPTER TWO

  REGINA

  Images of that man had been running through my mind for the last two weeks. In a way I hoped he’d come back, but when he didn’t, I figured he was like all the others. Always playing games and trying to get into any woman’s panties. Of course, my panties were drenched when he was near, but I blamed that on my raging hormones. I hadn’t had a man between my legs in years, and believe me I know, I was better off.

  Saw, the Devil’s Syndicate Enforcer, had a thing for me. Kept telling me I was promised to him by my Father. Ha! Promised? He had some nerve and so did Walker Thorn, if he thought he could hand my life away to anyone he pleased, they both had another thing coming. I ran my life, I ran this whole damn place. Every establishment my Father owned was operated and controlled by me. I’m their numbers girl, and they are well aware of it. I leave and all his shit goes downhill. I did it once when I went away to college, and I damn well will do it again.

  “Regina!” My father’s booming voice came around the corner.

  “Yes, Walker,” I sighed knowing he was already in a grumpy mood.

  “I told you not to call me that.”

  I shrugged, never was one to listen to a man who was barely a father figure. “What is it?”

  “I heard you had Hellbound Lovers lurking around here.”

  Saw, I muttered to myself, hating that he had placed cameras everywhere. “Well, your boy sure took a while to give you information, didn’t he? I could have been dead by now.” My eyes widened in mock devastation.

  “Don’t be so dramatic.”

  “Don’t be so nosy.” I turned and met his angry glare. I didn’t back down. He did not intimidate me one bit. Now my mother, she gave you a look like that, you’d better start running, even though she’d eventually catch you.

  He sighed. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

  “Because there was nothing to tell.”

  “I can’t protect you if you keep me away, Gina.”

  “Don’t call me that. He called me that, you do not ever mention that name again.”

  He hung his head. “That was my nickname fo
r you.”

  “Well sorry. He ruined it.”

  He, meaning Gregory Carter. My Ex had done a number on me. Fucked every girl in town while we were going out, then he disappeared, and I hadn’t heard from him since. I had a feeling my Dad or Saw had something to do with it, and as much as I was better off without the piece of shit, I still hated that they had forced themselves in my life like that. So, I took away that little joy my Father had. It was the only sense of payback I could relish.

  My Father had always been a strict man. It was his way or the highway, stubborn mule, he was. And if he formed an enemy, then he made sure everyone was against them. He had a strong pull in town, and I felt bad for those who crossed him. They wouldn’t stand a chance. But the Hellbound Lovers quickly made a name for themselves, and they were treading on thin ice. I heard just last week they protected someone my father was after. Someone who owed him a lot of money. But serves him right. The loan was taken out to pay for a child’s hospital bills. They just needed a little more time and my Father, cold hearted bastard that he was, didn’t give it to them. The Hellbound Lovers paid the bill off and protected the family. Pissed my Dad off big time even though he got his money. But what pissed him off wasn’t who paid him back, it was the fact that they made him look like a tyrannous fool.

  “What do you want, Walker?”

  “I was just checking in on you.”

  “I have everything under control, thank you.”

  “You know, I wished you’d come to me like you used to.”

  I nodded. “Yeah. That was back when I trusted you. But you lost that a while back when you stuck your nose in my business and lied. So, don’t come to me with the excuse of asking if I’m alright. I’m just fine, Walker. Always just fine.”

  “Stubborn,” he muttered under his breath.

  I nodded and got back to work on another truck that had been abandoned. I liked fixing trucks, it was a hobby. Along with the paint job and the three to five grand I’d get for them when sold. Nice little pocket change I kept in the bank for when I decided to leave his ass.