Inked MC Boxset: Books 1-6

by Vanessa James

  I gulped the moment I stepped into the room. I couldn’t help immediately noticing a loveseat and a bed in the beautifully appointed and spacious room overlooking a large balcony,

  “The air feels real crisp tonight. I love it.”

  The sudden sound of his voice made my muscles tense. I simply nodded and walked over to him, standing by his side as we both faced the window. For a long time, we both stood in silence, but then, Stephan spoke.

  “You can go down if you want. If anybody asks where I am, just tell them I went to the restroom.”

  “I don’t want to go.”

  “Come on, Laney, you should know by now that this is dangerous. You should know that it’s going to get worse from here on out. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

  I looked at Stephan closely, as if trying to imprint the shape of his face in my mind.

  “I’m not going to leave. I … I want to work with you even if it is dangerous.”

  Stephan moved closer.

  “Are … are you sure?”

  I nodded.

  I know it probably seemed stupid but as far as I was concerned being with Stephan was the right thing to do. For the first time since the mess with Drew, I felt happy. There was something about this strange situation with Stephan that just worked perfectly for me. Sure, I knew that it was not going to be this easy from here on out, but I didn’t care.

  Stephan looked at me, inching closer still towards my body. He then grabbed my face, his actions gentle, but his gaze piercing.

  “You realize how fucking hard it is to remain sane in your presence?

  I merely stared at him, not at all knowing what could possibly happen next.

  “I’ve been trying so damn hard to ignore it, but I fucking can’t. I’m just going to show you what the fuck it is that you are doing to me, Laney.”

  Suddenly, his lips were upon me, hot, fervent and eager as his tongue pried open my mouth. Before I knew what I was doing, I discovered that I was kissing him back.

  Chapter 6: Stephan

  I knew getting Laney involved could be dangerous, but I couldn’t help it. It was too late now anyway.

  As I kissed her, I pushed her towards the wall, and I looked deep into her eyes. The look of pure want, need, and complete desire I found reflected in those watery pools intoxicated me, making me realize just what I wanted from all of this. I instinctively knew that she wanted the same, and well, I could take a few moments to satisfy that hunger we both had.

  As I kissed her, our bodies moved closer. I started to feel her gasp against my lips as I became more demanding with my ministrations. The sensation of her lips against mine drove me to the edge, making me crazy with the need for this woman.

  I started to move my tongue around more fervently, letting it slide against hers, caressing her lips with a fiery passion. She shuddered with delight, as our tongues caprioled in a seductive dance in imitation of our moves on the dancefloor but a moment ago.

  I then started to move my hands to her hips, trailing them upwards towards her breasts. I cupped them, groaning with desire as I revelled in their shape and the stiffness of her nipples. She cried out when I squeezed them, causing me to smirk as I shared in her pleasure.

  We made out for a long time, not worried about anything else. The Balton Brothers were completely forgotten, my need for this woman having completely usurped any meaning they may have had.

  I moved my leg between hers, lightly rubbing there. The sensation was enough to make her shiver with delight, crying out loud, and then throwing her head back. She started to gasp with surprise as I kissed down her neck, touching and teasing with my tongue, as it skirted the skin, leaving a trail of my need for her in its wake. She gripped my body with incredible strength, holding me there as she started to murmur in pleasure.

  I absolutely loved everything about this, and I knew she did too. I suddenly moved my hands to her waist, holding them there as I drew her lower body closer to me. She cried out, prompting me to let my hands and lips move further down in perfect concert, touching and teasing the flesh. I bit down on her neck, causing her to let out a sudden cry of pleasure. I basked in the delicious sounds erupting from her mouth that seemed to have developed a mind of its own.

  Fuck, I was losing all semblance of control.

  I pulled on her brown hair, before unzipping the back of her dress, letting the garment tumble to the floor, ending in an onyx pool by her feet. I saw her shudder as the cold of the night hit her skin. I quite quickly moved my hands to her nipples, touching them slightly, and teasing the taut flesh there.

  The sounds she was making made me crave more. One glimpse into her eyes and I knew that she, too, was desperate for more. So, I took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking on it as if I was supplicant before her. I could tell that she was gradually losing control, her breathing growing ragged, and the moans of pleasure that escaped her mouth delicious to hear.

  For a long time, I savored every part of her breasts as if I were some intrepid explorer in a new land. I alternated my hands and lips taking special care not to ignore any part of her.

  But my hunger grew even more, and, soon, my eager hand moved towards the wetness between her legs. I touched her there, lightly teasing with little strokes. The whimpers that came from her mouth drove me to the limit, and I wanted nothing more than to immerse myself completely into her.

  I started to move my fingers into her, touching the very edge of her pussy, playing what her as I moved deeper. She threw her head back, shivering and crying out loud with delight that made my body ache even more for her.

  By now my cock was demanding attention. But I wanted to take it slow and not overwhelm her. I instinctively knew that she wanted something more sentimental, especially after the breakup with Drew and seeing him in the throes of passion with her bestie. Sure, I wanted to give her a good fuck but that might have to wait. I liked her too much to care about my own needs.

  I started to press two fingers into her, stretching her out, watching as she started to cry out in pleasure, enjoying the sensation of this as time went along.

  I started to pull my hands back, looking at her with delight.

  “Get on the bed,” I breathed out, my earlier resolution of not wanting to fuck her already up in smoke.

  She hesitated, looking at me for a moment before she scampered over to the bed. She lay down, and I looked at her with a smile on my face. She was absolutely perfect. I started to move my hands over her body, delighting in the silky texture of her skin. It did not take long for me to pull off her panties. My gaze immediately zoomed in on the sweet folds of her sex, hitching my breath as I chucked the skimpy garment to the side. She looked at me with surprise, but also with excitement.

  I fished a condom out of my pocket. “You sure about this?” I inquired.

  “Yes. I want this.”

  I smirked, feeling excited. It was then that I realized that I was still wearing all of my clothes. She smiled at me as I slowly undressed, a task made all the more difficult because my gaze never once left the contours of her naked body.

  She gasped when I removed my underwear, the sound almost feral as she beheld my erect cock. I finally slipped the condom onto myself, watching with delight as she looked at me. I then moved onto the bed and joined her. The kissing frenzy from a moment ago started with renewed passion.

  And then Laney let out a gasp as I filled her up with my full length. It sounded almost as if this joining of our bodies was some kind of release for her. She seemed happy and satisfied, and judging by the smile on her face, she did seem to like the fact that I was inside her.

  I gradually began to pump in and out of her. I watched as she threw her head back, crying out in pleasure. Her hands reached out for me, her nails digging into my flesh. She looked back at me with hunger in her eyes as I ploughed into her.

  I grasped her hips, holding her there as I pounded into her, loving the feeling of her tight body against my own. She grasped my legs, holding me th
ere as I started to push inside completely, watching as she shivered, her whole body losing control. I loved watching this, my whole body excited for everything that was going on, and it was then when, after a few more thrusts, I started to groan, pushing my hands towards her clit, touching and teasing there.

  Every single moment was driving me insane. I started to watch as she threw her head back, crying out in pleasure, and when she finally came, I pushed inside, releasing as well.

  When we finished, I pulled out, looking at her, starting to realize what I did.

  “Wow,” she said.

  “Yeah. Sorry about that. I don’t really know what came over me.”

  “You don’t have to feel sorry. I liked it.”

  I looked at Laney. She was a sweet girl, albeit innocent and a good person to have by my side, but … I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t get her involved in something like this.

  “You do realize you just had sex with a criminal, right? The leader of one of the biggest gangs in the area. Aren’t you scared?”

  “I am but … I know what I just did.”

  “I think it’s best if you go downstairs and have fun at the party. I have a job to do now, and I should get back to it.”

  “But I thought that … you’d want to stick around.”

  I hesitated. Oh, how I wanted to. How I so desperately wanted to stay with her and make everything right. And how I wanted to make things perfect for both of us, but I didn’t want to make things awkward for her. I somehow wanted things to go back to before, and I wanted to just ignore the aching feeling in my body and heart.

  “No Laney, I don’t want you to get involved with what I’m about to do next.”

  “I thought that—”

  “I said no!” I cried out.

  She looked at me with fear on her face.

  I sighed. “Laney, if you know what’s good for you, go spend the rest of the evening having a normal night. I have work to do. I need to take care of things. Things that I don't’ want you to worry about.”

  She looked at me with widened eyes. “Fine. I understand. Have a good night.”

  I felt a bit of regret as I left. But, I knew better than to get her involved in what I was about to do. I touched the knife that hung coldly in my back pocket. Tonight, I had people to dispose of, people to take care of, and I needed to make sure my dominance was asserted.

  And right now, I can’t have a woman getting involved in that sort of thing.

  Chapter 7: Laney

  I was torn because that was the best goddamn sex of my life, but the tone of his voice as he left was the most off-putting thing. I thought he would at least stick around for a little while, to hang out. I thought we actually had something a bit stronger than he was letting on.

  I guess I was wrong though.

  As I started to get my clothes, I looked around. He quickly had got dressed and stormed off after all of that. I felt like had I asked any more questions, I would get into something I shouldn’t be getting into. But I had sex with a gang leader, and, at this point, I felt like I should expect this kind of thing. But, I couldn’t just sit there and blindly hold onto the feelings that I had either.

  I wanted to do something about this, but I wasn’t sure what.

  As I got dressed again, I decided to go down to the party. I felt a bit hurt with the way Stephan acted, but maybe there was something else I could do at this point, something that could work here. As I finished getting ready, I looked in the mirror, trying to hide my just-fucked face.

  I felt a bit guilty that I didn’t tell Stephan that he was the best fuck I’ve had in a long time. I mean, even Drew couldn’t compare to this alluring man, which made his whole outburst afterward that much more painful. Like I didn’t want to do this alone, and I didn’t want to have to face things on my own. I preferred being with him, but I didn’t really know what else to say to Stephan except for the truth.

  And right now, he seemed much more interested in getting the actual aspects of the job done, than to care about my feelings.

  As I stepped downstairs, I saw some people conversing and eating. I felt a little bit out of place since Stephan was gone, but I wanted to spend some time alone.

  I looked about, and a few people came over to talk to me. I told them that my partner was off taking care of some business, and for the most part, they simply walked away afterward. After a bit, I overheard a couple of girls in the corner, talking.

  “So, did you hear about the Balton brothers? Apparently, they just bought out one of the top oil companies in the world,” one of them said.

  “Not surprised, they have a monopoly on everything. I wish there was something we could do about them though. I don't’ think a monopoly is healthy at all,” another said.

  Those slimy pigs had that much of an influence? I wanted to hear more, so I crept over to them, listening in to what they said.

  “Something tells me someone’s about to shake up their entire world. Not sure who yet, but someone,” another person said.

  Was that someone Stephan? I heard from a few others that they didn’t really like either of these brothers, but they tolerated William because he was cute. William had been trying to acquire assets for a long time, and there were then talks about another group that could step in and stop him.

  “I wonder if the Ravens will do anything about it?” one of them said.

  My ears perked as soon as I heard that. The Ravens was Stephan’s group, and I definitely was curious about this.

  “What do you know about them?” I asked, grabbing an appetizer from a tray held by a waiter so as not to appear quite as conspicuous.

  “You’ve heard of them? Could’ve fooled me. You seem to goody-goody for those types,” one of the women said.

  “What do you mean?” I asked.

  “They’re one of the top criminal organizations, but from what I’ve gathered, they only target big businessmen, and I think they only care about those types. Some say it’s because of capitalism, which would make perfect sense. Eat the rich, right?” the lady said.

  I laughed, listening to their words. I mean, they weren’t totally wrong, I’ll give them that.

  “But, what do you know about the Ravens. If they went up against someone like William Balton, do you think they’d … win?” I asked.

  “Depends. I know that William is smart, but those Ravens are incredibly cunning. They will do whatever it takes to fully destroy everything in their path,” another one of them said.

  Was Stephan in danger? I didn’t even know anymore, and I felt like I was at a loss for whatever was going on.

  “I see. I mean, I’ll try to do whatever I can to help, if that’s okay,” I said.

  “That’s fine. Fair enough,” one of them said.

  I left the gaggle of girls, looking about. I felt like whatever Stephan was getting into was definitely bigger than I thought. When I got to one of the hallways, I heard the sounds of people screaming. I grew curious, but then, I put my head near the door.

  “That fucking bastard! I wish someone would kill him already,” a man shouted.

  “Calm down sir, William might hear you,” said another man’s voice.

  “To hell with him. That bastard deserves everything he gets. That’s what he gets for trying to take my daughter away. That rat bastard almost got me to sell my own daughter. He doesn’t care about anyone but himself,” the man said.

  “Sir, you should know by now that this kind of language will only hurt us in the future,” another man said.

  “I know but … I’m not going to let him get away with it. I’m going to look for the bastard myself.”

  “No, sir, don’t do that! You’ll get … you’ll get yourself killed. There’s a reason not a soul has been able to take him down. It’s a suicide mission,” the other man said.

  “Tell my wife that I love her because I’m tired of this shit.”

  When he came out, he looked over at me for a second.

  “Did you hear any
thing?” he asked.

  I quickly shook my head, and then he scoffed.

  “Whatever, not like you don’t feel the same as every goddamn person anyways,” he said.

  I looked at him as he left the room, and I quickly felt my body start to tense up. On the one hand, I was quite happy that he didn’t try to kill me or anything, but I also felt like this wasn’t going to be pretty. I needed to keep calm, and I needed to keep myself together, even if it meant potentially endangering myself in the process.

  I followed the man. I was curious to see if he would confront William himself. All this talk of how bad he was, complete with embezzlement claims, claims of rape, and the like, all of this made me wonder just who he really was. So that’s what I did. I followed him, but what I didn’t expect was what happened next.

  The truth would show itself very soon, and while I was ready for it, I definitely didn’t know for sure what to expect. I just kept to myself and kept my head clear. I’d go through and find all of this out and learn just what type of power The Ravens had over the people here.

  Chapter 8: Stephan

  I had a mission.

  The mission was to dispose of the Balton Brothers.

  The truth was that my gang was a bunch of hitmen, and all of us had a job. I dabbled in many different fields and hitting was one of them. Tonight, I was hired by Mitchell Jones to take out William Balton and his brother, the two most nefarious brothers in the realm of business.

  Their crimes were a laundry list of bullshit, and the truth was, I was both ready to see the fallout, but I also feared it slightly. I had my knife at the ready, and when I walked downstairs, Mitchell nodded towards me. I went over there, sitting down next to him. Mitchell was your average grunt, a small golden-haired boy who followed the instructions of others. He was also in a pressed suit, but his youthful eyes widened at my towering presence.