Kings of Chaos

by Katie Ball

  “No, I got all I need right here.” Gazing up at him, I wanted to jump him right now. He had no idea how much I needed to hear him say that.

  Ushering me inside, letting his brothers go do what they needed to do while he stayed right here with me. My heart fluttering away in my chest. Did he mean that? He didn’t want to blow off some steam with his brothers? I was all he needed?

  Heading for the kitchen, I grabbed us both a beer. I don’t know about him, but I really needed a drink after that.

  When I turned around, Talon was leaning against the island. Handing him a beer, he happily took it. I caught a glimpse of his hands. Bruised and bloody once again.

  “Sit down, I’ll get some ice for your hands.” Slumping down into a chair, he looked exhausted. Grabbing a bowl of ice for him, I place it in front of him. He shoved his hand into it while his free arm snuck around my lower back. Drawing me closer, keeping me next to him. Holding onto his shoulders. The way he was looking at me, his eyes were sparkling with devotion.

  “This is becoming a habit, love.” He wasn’t wrong.

  “I need to make sure there is a constant supply of ice.” Caressing his cheek with my fingertips. He sighed as his eyes drifted closed, enjoying my touch.

  “I’m sorry about that.” Kissing his forehead ever so softly, comforting him and supporting him as best I could.

  “It’s ok, I get it.” Did I want him to get into fights? No. I hated it, terrified he was going to get hurt but I understood why he needed to do it.

  “I didn’t know what to expect tonight but that wasn’t it.” Gripping his chin, making sure I had his attention. His eyes locked with mine, staring so deeply into my soul.

  “I know your angry and your allowed to be, but just don’t let that anger cloud the fact that he makes your mum happy.” Taking a deep breath, letting my words sink in. Gently kissing his inviting lips.

  “You want to talk about it?” At some point, he would have to vent about it all, get it out of his system. Judging from the way he shook his head; it wouldn’t be tonight.

  “Not right now.” I would be here when he was ready to talk about it. It was probably a good idea for him sleep on it, process it, get some clarity on the situation.

  “Then what do you need?” Pulling me closer, resting his head against my chest. I just cradled him there. Could he hear my heartbeat? Would it soothe him the same way his soothed me?

  “Just you baby.” Running my fingers through his hair, loving the soft silky strands tickling my skin.

  “You got me.” Yanking his hand from the ice way too early, I just tutted at him.

  “You need to ice it for at least another ten minutes.” Hauling me up into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist out of instinct.

  “Fuck that, I need to be inside you, love.” Kissing me, running his tongue along the seam of my lips.

  Fuck me.

  Carrying me upstairs as he stole the air from my lungs. He chucked me onto the bed. I watched as he stripped down for me, tearing off his own clothes. Desperate to get inside of me.

  It was my turn then. Hoisting up my leg, he dragged my shoes off. Next were my jeans. Lifting my leg up once more, he started laying heated kisses all the way down my legs. Sending me into a fiery tempest of desire.

  “Take your top off, let me see you.” Only too eager to oblige. Yanking my top over my head, leaving me in nothing but my black lacy underwear.

  Talon stared down at me with wild hunger in his glowing emerald eyes. That look alone had me trembling with excitement.

  “Talon.” He unbuckled his jeans as he held eye contact with me. Pushing them from his hips, taking his boxers with them, leaving him completely naked for me. My legs clenched at the sight of his rigid cock. I couldn’t wait for him to slide inside of me, I was more than ready for him.

  “Your so fucking stunning.” Writhing in the sheets beneath him. Needy to have him fuck me. Craving it with every ounce of my being.

  “You sure you don’t want to go blow off some steam with your brothers?” The ache had settled between my thighs, pulsing with a fervent yearning.

  “Hell no, your all I want right now. I want to sink so deep inside you that I forget everything, even my own fucking name.” I whimpered just thinking about it.

  “Please Talon.” Ripping my panties off of me, followed by my bra. Not satisfied until I was bare for him. Letting his molten hot gaze wander down my quivering body.

  “I’ll never have enough of you.” He fell on me now, covering me with his powerful body. Kissing me like a he was lost to the madness. I was right there with him.

  Caressing the curve of my breasts with his tantalising fingertips. Enticing me…tormenting me.

  Then he parted my thighs, slipping between them. Finding me hot and slick for him.

  “Fuck love, your soaking wet for me.” All I could do was nod. I felt like I was drowning in his seduction.

  “I blame you.” Chuckling against my tingling lips. His fingers slipping between my folds now, stroking me just perfectly. He was a master of my pleasure. Knowing just what to do to drive me crazy. Making me shake with sweltering lust.

  “Talon, oh god.” He groaned as his tongue danced with mine.

  “Your so close, I can feel it. Come for me, love.” Unable to fight the throbbing red-hot coils that exploded within me. Shattering into a tiny piece’s as I came undone for him. Crying out as he kept teasing me with his fingers. Guiding me through the rapture that consumed me.

  “That’s it, love.” Whispering sweet nothings as I found my way down from the breath-taking high, he had given me.

  “I need you Talon.” My voice nothing but a breathy murmur.

  “You have me Hazel. I’m all yours.” Positioning himself against my quaking entrance. He wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting to take me as deep as he could. Hooking my feet together, making sure he couldn’t leave.

  Then he drove himself inside of me. Arching off the bed as he stretched me out perfectly. Gripping onto the bedsheets as he speared me with his impressive cock. Filling me up beautifully. He felt like heaven, sheer and utter bliss. I wanted to stay like this forever.

  When he started to move, I was done for. Never wanting him to stop.

  “Oh love, I want to lose myself in you.” Dragging him down to me, needing his lips on mine. Crashing against one another as he took me too new heights. My nails digging into his skin, keeping him close. Spurring him on as he made love to me. That’s what this was…beyond fucking…beyond mind-blowing sex…this was love. Adoring me, cherishing me, loving me.

  “Please Talon.” Groaning from hearing me beg. Giving me what I needed, knowing exactly what I needed. Picking up the pace, rolling his hips, hitting my pulsing sweet spot.

  I knew I wouldn’t last much longer, I couldn’t. Not when he did such incredible things to me.

  A few more delicious strokes and I was screaming out his name. He followed me over the edge as I clenched around him. Burying his face into the crook of my neck. Finding my exposed throat, he bit down on my feverish flesh as he came so deep within me.

  We both just laid there. Panting erratically. Hot and sweaty messes. Talon was cuddled against my body as we caught our breath. Neither of us ready to let each other go.

  “You know I’m not nearly done with you.” I giggled as he growled against my throat.

  “Promise?” Gazing up at me with a lazy sexy grin on his face.

  “Promise.” Before he could move again, his phone started going off. Cursing under his breath.

  “You should get that.” Shaking his head at me.

  “Fuck no, they can figure their own shit out for one night.” Kissing me once again, slow, sensual, teasing. Just how I liked it.

  His phone stopped ringing thankfully.

  Taking that as a good sign, he started to move again. Pounding deep within my core. Lifting my legs up, throwing them over his shoulders. Giving him a better angle to get deeper within me.

  “Don�
�t stop.” Reaching above me, grabbing hold of the pillow as he gave me everything he had. Losing ourselves within one another. Losing my damn mind, all because of my glorious King.

  Then his phone started ringing again.

  “Fuck sake!” Angry that they couldn’t take the hint. Talon did his best to ignore it.

  “Answer it, they will just keep calling.” He looked ready to kill someone. Reluctantly pulling out of me, he gazed down at me, holding his finger up to me.

  “Don’t even think about moving. I meant it when I said I’m not done with you.” Biting my lip at his commands. More than happy to do exactly as I was told. Laying so still as he went to answer his phone.

  “What!” I would not want to be whoever was on the other end of the phone right now.

  “His what?” Running his hand over his face.

  “Try and fucking control him.” I pulled the sheet around me as I sat up now. Curious what was going on. He looked at me, I knew what was coming. I just nodded at him, hoping to make this decision easier for him. Wanting him to know it was ok.

  “Just contain him until I get there.” Hanging up, he came over to me. Falling on top of me again.

  “I’m sorry, love.” Covering me with sweet, apologetic kisses wherever he could. My lips, my cheek, my jawline, my neck, my collarbone.

  “Is everything ok?” Wishing we could stay right here, in this perfect moment.

  “Cole is letting out his anger on the clubhouse and on any brother, who gets in his way.” Cole sounded like he was looking for any outlet to unleash his rage on. I guess, this was his way of blowing off steam.

  “Go, I’ll be ok.” The last thing I wanted was to be left alone but Cole needed Talon right now. It would be selfish of me to keep him here with me.

  “I am going to punch that bastard for making me leave you like this.” Smirking up at him.

  “Please don’t, I don’t want to have to ice those hands of yours again.” Grinning at the thought.

  “Ok, love.” Climbing off of me, he got dressed, pulling on his clothes. He handed me one of his shirts then, knowing full well how much I loved wearing one to bed. I knew he was a fan of it too. Cradling my face in his hands.

  “I won’t be long, get some sleep, then I’m going to make it up to you.” I couldn’t wait.

  He left me then. Heading out the door to deal with Cole. He would listen to Talon, if anyone could calm the raging bull, it was my King.

  I sighed as I looked around the room. My clothes discarded all over the place. The bedsheets were in disarray. Tidying up a little before I settled down. Going into the bathroom, I freshened up. Having a quick shower, leaving my hair to dry naturally.

  Wearing his shirt and some fresh panties, I crawled into bed. Longing for Talon, wishing he were here with me right now. Craving his warmth to wrap around me. Hopefully, he wasn’t too long, I needed him…badly.

  Drawing the covers up around my body, cuddling into his pillow. I could smell him on the sheets. Breathing in his scent. Feeling calmness wash over me.

  Sleep pulled me under then, leading me to peaceful dreams of my King.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Rolling over in bed, I don’t know how long I had been asleep for. I was still exhausted. I guess, it had all caught up with me.

  Glancing at the clock, it was a little after three. Way too early to be awake. Glancing to my left, I was still very much alone in bed. Talon wasn’t back yet. Was he ok? I know he had gone to deal with Cole, but surely, he should have been back by now.

  I sighed as I stared up at the ceiling. I don’t know why I woke up from my deep sleep, I could only hear silence throughout the whole house. Had something disturbed me? I don’t know. Maybe it was just being alone here. Maybe I needed Talon, that was more than likely.

  Closing my eyes, I debated whether or not I should message him. Just making sure everything is ok. Check in with him, there was no harm in that…right?

  I mean he had been gone for hours. One little text. It would at least make me feel better.

  Hey everything ok?

  Laying there, waiting impatiently for a reply. I didn’t have to wait too long.

  Just Cole being a raging lunatic. You ok? Thought I told you to get some sleep?

  Huffing in frustration. He was still with Cole, not coming back anytime soon. I couldn’t be annoyed, his brother needed him. The main thing was they were both ok.

  I’m fine. Just woke up and was worried about you.

  I couldn’t help it. Wanting him beside me, feeling his arms wrapped around me, holding me tightly as we slept. When he wasn’t here, I worried about him. It was inevitable. Especially since I know something is brewing in his world. Trouble for the club maybe? It wasn’t something he discussed with me, not wanting me involved in club business. I could tell it was bad though.

  I’ll be home soon love. Go back to sleep.

  I could almost hear him saying it. So raspy, made my spine tingle and my legs clench, just from the thought of him.

  Settling back down amongst the covers, my eyes slowly fell shut. Everything was ok. Talon was with Cole; it would all be fine. Before I knew it, he would be back here with me. There was nothing to panic about, I was safe here.

  Turning onto my side, taking some deep breathes. Sleep was closing in on me again. Washing over me in gentle, soothing waves. Clouding my senses. Coaxing me into sweet, peaceful dreams.

  Just as I was about to drift off, a noise from downstairs snapped me out of it. My body went so still. Eyes wide open. It sounded like breaking glass. The crack and then the little shatter it made as it hit the floor. There was no way I imagined it.

  Listening for anymore movement. Locked onto the open bedroom door, it was dark out there. The only light source was from in here. The lamp that Talon always left on for me.

  I caught the sound of something crunching under someone’s shoes. The glass? Shit…someone was down there. Dread filled my stomach, twisting it up into knots. Heart pounding against my chest, riddled with terror. Something was wrong. Very fucking wrong.

  Tensing up when I heard more footsteps. Heavy boots that were trying to be quiet but failing miserably.

  Was it, Talon?

  No, he had been at the clubhouse a few minutes ago. Plus, why would he be creeping around? Breaking windows to gain entry? He had a damn key. It wasn’t him. I just knew it wasn’t.

  Fear was biting at my ankles. That little voice in my head was screaming at me to run while I still could.

  Crawling out of bed, I tiptoed along the wall. Staying in the bedroom. Peeking out the doorway. From here, I could see down the stairs.

  My heart felt like it was about to explode with the fear coursing through me right now. I could feel the panic rising within.

  More footsteps…coming closer.

  I couldn’t breathe. Holding my breath. I didn’t even blink. Afraid I would miss whoever was heading this way.

  A shadow paused at the bottom of the stairs then. Looking up at me, finding me within seconds. Ice ran down my spine. I had to be dreaming…please. This couldn’t be real. It had to be a terrifying nightmare.

  “Hello Hazel.” No, he couldn’t be here. No, this wasn’t happening. I was still fast asleep. This was just my cruel imagination playing tricks on me. He wasn’t really here, it wasn’t possible. “Finally, alone.”

  Dark brown eyes locked on me. Evil dripping from him. The sick twisted thoughts in his head clear to see. He was so full of rot and sickness.

  My stepfather, Nathan. Right there.

  “You’re not real.” Laughing at me. Goosebumps covered my skin. Trembling with fear.

  “Oh, I’m real and I’m here to take back what’s mine.” No more waiting, he rushed up the stairs then. Heading straight for me.

  No. No. No.

  My body went into survival mode. Slamming the door shut in his face. Locking it before he could get to me. Slowly backing away from the door now. Hyperventilating. Panic had seized my body. I was on th
e verge of having a full-blown anxiety attack.

  He started hitting the door, slamming his fist against it. Probably kicking it as well. Anything to get in here.

  “Let me in Hazel.” Was he delusional? There was no way I would open that door for him. I wasn’t about to just let that monster in here.

  “Leave me alone.” Yelling at him, wishing he would just turn around and leave. Never coming back. Praying that this was just a horrifying nightmare. One I would wake up from very soon.

  “Open the fucking door!” Driving those heavy boots of his against the wooden door. It wouldn’t hold for much longer. It was already creaking and protesting. A few more heavy hits and it would crack open.

  I needed to get out of here. Get as far away from him as possible. I needed help. Someone who could protect me from him. I needed to make sure he never got his hands on me again.

  “Hazel! I won’t ask again!” The door shook as he slammed his weight into it. Shit, it was going to give out any second. There was no time to stand here and think up a solution. I had to act, now.

  Maybe I could make it to the clubhouse. I just had to run. Get the hell out of here before he made his way through that door. The only option was out the window.

  Hurrying over to it, forcing it open. I could do this. This wasn’t the first time I had jumped out a window, though I hope it’s my last.

  Climbing out, I swung my legs over. Clinging onto the window. Just hanging there for a second as I prepared myself to fall. Taking a final deep breathe.

  I could do this. I had done this before; I could do it again.

  The door flew off the hinges. My eyes found him storming into the room. When he realised what I was about to do, he looked ready to strangle the life out of me.

  “Hazel. Don’t you fucking dare.” There was no other choice. I did what I had to do. Letting go, dropping down to the ground below. Ignoring his yells of fury, my only concern right now was getting away from him.

  Hitting the floor with a thud. Thanking the angels that I hadn’t broken anything. There was no time to sit around and enjoy my success, I had to get moving. He would already be running down those stairs, coming for me.