Mercy: A Bad Boy Biker Romance (New Devils MC Book 3)

by Jade Kuzma

He didn’t need to tell me anything to let me know what he was trying to do.

  Damn tease.

  I bit my bottom lip, trying to play the same game he was playing. I reached forward and stuck my thumbs into his pockets to pull him closer to me. But Aden was so strong that he didn’t even budge.

  “Stop messing around,” I whispered.

  I reached my lips out for his when he brought his face to mine. But just when I was in reach, he pulled away. Over and over, I kept trying to kiss him but he wouldn’t let me. Even with that smirk I still wanted to kiss him.

  “Asshole…”

  The grin on his face grew even wider. Even as hardened and ruggedly handsome as he was, it was nice to see the smile on his face. He still had that edge about him that had me wanting more. But I still wasn’t going to admit it.

  “What the hell are you—”

  He turned around and started walking away from me. I stood there in disbelief, just waiting for him to come back. But he kept moving until finally disappearing down the alley.

  “Aden!”

  I called out to him. My words fell on deaf ears as I chased after him. He was leaving me but he wasn’t moving very fast. I walked alongside him, wondering when he was going to stop.

  “Where are you going?” I said.

  “It’s getting late. I should probably get some sleep.”

  “Um… It’s the weekend,” I said, narrowing my eyes. “You can’t be serious.”

  “Oh, I’m serious.”

  We kept moving down the sidewalk until we were so far away from Hades that I couldn’t see it. Even though we’d gone all this way, I still wanted him so damn bad.

  I saw his bike parked in the distance next to the gym he worked at.

  “You are serious,” I said. “You really don’t want to do anything tonight.”

  “Oh, I do.”

  “You do?”

  “But I don’t think you want it.”

  “I…”

  He narrowed his eyes at me. A stone-faced gaze that had me hypnotized. I prided myself on not cowering to men. I wouldn’t bend over for just anybody. But there was something about Aden. I wanted to know more. It didn’t hurt that he was handsome as hell.

  I decided that there was no point in playing any longer.

  “…I want it,” I said.

  “No, you don’t.”

  “I want it. Stop fucking playing around.”

  “I’m not the one playing, Danica.”

  He stood there with his thumbs in his pockets and stared at me. I looked into his eyes, trying to figure out what he was getting at until it finally hit me. I couldn’t fight the smile on my lips.

  Bastard…

  I grabbed him by the collar and put both of my hands around his neck. With all of my strength, I tugged his face toward mine so that I could kiss him. I never met a man who made me want it so bad. And now that I’d proven it, Aden was more than willing to take over.

  He wrapped his arms around me and picked me up from the ground. He carried me between two buildings and into another darkened alley. In a place like Old Town, you could get all the privacy you needed even when you were out in the open.

  He slammed my back against the wall and got a gasp out of me. His mouth back on me, Aden wasn’t stopping now. He teased me with his tongue. He licked up and down my neck. The cool air blowing against my wet flesh made me bounce in place. I was at his mercy.

  I reached down and started fumbling with his belt. I undid his zipper while he did the same to me. Two people in a darkened alley, groaning from the pleasure and messing with one another’s clothes… Anybody could’ve walked in on us but I didn’t care.

  His baggy jeans fell to the floor. He pulled my jeans down to my ankles. I grabbed his cocked through his underwear and started stroking him. Aden returned the favor, digging his hand into my thong and finding my clit.

  “You like that?” he whispered.

  “Oh, I like that…”

  “Do you?”

  “Fuck, yes… Fuck, it feels so good…”

  He worked his index finger over my clit, making it swell from his touch. Then he slid it down my slit. I could feel how wet I was. Aden checked for himself, plunging his long digit into me. My knees buckled and I pressed my back against the wall to stop myself from falling over.

  I reached into his underwear so I could feel all of his cock. Swollen flesh throbbing with life. He was so stiff that the thought of having him inside of me was enough to make me forget about anything else on my mind.

  “Is this what you want, Danica?”

  “No… I want more… I want all of you… Aden…”

  I could barely keep my eyes open. My vision blurred as my eyelids fluttered. But even in the darkness of the alley, I could still make him out. A growing intensity in his stare that would’ve frightened me if he was anybody else. No, Aden was what I wanted. He was what my body needed.

  “Fuck me, Aden… Just fuck me already…”

  “Say you want me.”

  “I want you… I want you inside of me…”

  He pulled his finger out of me and moved both hands onto my panties. He gripped the fabric tight in his grip and pulled it against me. In a split-second, he snapped my thong in two. The tatters fell to the floor, freeing my wet pussy. A cool breeze brushed against my mound. The sensation sent a chill up my spine.

  Aden tugged his underwear down just enough to free his cock. I kept pumping him. I didn’t know how with everything that was overwhelming me so much at the moment. Somehow, I managed to find the strength to look up and into his eyes.

  “I made you swallow,” he whispered.

  “Y-yes, you did. I’ll swallow again. I’ll do anything you want me to do.”

  “You’re not gonna swallow tonight.”

  “I’ll take every drop.”

  I gasped when he suddenly put his hands on my waist and picked me up from the ground. I wasn’t the biggest woman in the world but Aden’s strength never ceased to amaze me. Panties ripped, jeans hanging off one ankle, shirt wet with sweat, I wrapped my legs around Aden when he pinned me against the wall. The heat from his cock made me quake. Thank goodness I was still in his arms.

  “Look at me,” he whispered.

  I kept my eyes open the best as I could. He stared hard at me as he guided his cock toward me. Just his tip was enough to make me whimper. I never whimpered when I was with men. But Aden had me so desperate that I would do anything to let him know how bad I wanted it.

  “Aden—”

  I cut myself off with a gasp so loud that all of Old Town probably heard it. His thickness throbbed against my insides. His length was so deep inside of me that I could feel every single damn inch of it.

  I gripped my legs tight around him, bringing him closer to me. I dug my nails into his neck as if it would help me brace myself. But none of it would work. Aden was too damn big and he felt too damn good.

  He started thumping his cock into me. Hard, forceful strokes kept me pinned against the wall. Aden impaled me on his cock. He nailed me so hard against the wall that I knew I would be sore in the morning but I didn’t care.

  “Is that what you want?” he grunted with every stroke. “You want me to fuck you, Danica?”

  Hearing him say my name was music to my ears.

  “That’s what I want,” I gasped, somehow able to get the words out. “Fuck me. Harder…”

  He complied with my desperate pleading, slamming his cock so hard into me that I thought I was going to break.

  I shut my eyes tight and braced myself. He kept driving his cock into me so forcefully. The wonderful feeling of an orgasm started building in my core. A warm sensation that made my skin tingle.

  My mouth hung open. Stifled breaths caught in my dry throat. Everything that did come out was just a pathetic whimper. Sweat dripped all over me. My heart raced in my chest. My muscles tightened. I braced myself as best as I could for what was coming.

  “I’m gonna come inside of you,�
� he grunted. “Every drop.”

  “I’ll take it,” I sighed. “Every… Every drop… Give it to me…”

  Something had woken inside of me. The fire in my stomach was an inferno. The heat spread through my veins like my entire body was ignited.

  I started grinding my hips as much as I could. I met his body with mine. He still kept my ass pinned against the wall with how hard his thrusts were though. It brought me even more pleasure to know that his cock was beginning to throb with his own orgasm.

  “Danica…”

  “Give it to me… Give it to me… Come inside of me…”

  “Danica…”

  He gritted his teeth. His muscles were so hard. He tightened up completely, holding his breath and firing his cock into me like a piston. Suddenly, he seized up. A thick throb from his dick followed. The first gush of cum filling my pussy up made me come.

  “Oh… Fuck!”

  I cried out helplessly as my orgasm took control. My whole body quaked from my climax. Waves of pleasure pulsed through me. My toes curled. My back arched as much as it could. I squeezed my eyes shut. Every inch of me clenched. The wonderful feeling of coming so fucking hard made my mind go blank.

  Everything had disappeared. I couldn’t see. I couldn’t think. All that was there was Aden. The smell of his sweat. The feeling of his muscles. His cock filling me up with every thick contraction of cum.

  I came so hard that it took me a long time to come back down. I didn’t even have the strength to open my eyes.

  Aden kept me pinned against the wall until I finally regained all my senses. He lowered me back down to my feet. My knees buckled so bad that I couldn’t even stand straight.

  My hair was a mess. I was wet with sweat. My panties were torn and my jeans were in a heap on the ground. His cum dripped out of me and leaked down the inside of my thighs.

  I opened my eyes and saw the man who’d done this to me. Aden had turned me into a lunatic who craved him so bad that I realized how unsatisfying all of the sex I’d had before him was.

  I smirked at him, my cheeks undoubtedly red.

  “I… I can’t… I’m done,” I said as I shook my head. “I’m exhausted.”

  “Me, too.”

  “Are you? That’s surprising.”

  “Even I know my limits.”

  He leaned forward and kissed me to seal the night we’d spent together.

  “I’m working tomorrow,” I whispered into his mouth, my face close to his.

  “So am I.”

  “I… I want… I want to do this again.”

  “Danica—”

  “It’s all right. This doesn’t have to be anything. It could be just this. I’m not looking… I’m not looking for anything more.”

  Aden didn’t respond to me. I figured he knew what I meant when he kissed me again.

  It didn’t matter to me. I knew how I felt. This was all just to satisfy my craving. There was no need for anything more.

  Chapter 9

  ADEN

  “You got any experience with this type of shit?”

  I looked around Hades. It was a small crowd. Everybody seemed to be in a good mood. That didn’t mean much. Alcohol could make anybody explode at any moment. But I didn’t have a bad feeling about it. If there was any place I could get my feet wet, Hades was the place.

  “I got experience dealing with troublemakers,” I replied.

  “I heard you work at the gym. Must be tough. A bunch of assholes always trying to test you. I can see how you have some experience.”

  “Ivory Blues is a good place. It’s mostly younger folks. Every now and then some motherfucker gets out of line. But it’s an easy job.”

  “Well, if anybody does give you any trouble here, management has got your back.”

  He patted me on the arm.

  It was hard to get a read on Roman. Even though he was smiling, it always felt like the motherfucker could snap at any moment. From what I could tell, he was a good man and I wouldn’t have any problems with him.

  I stood next to the entrance to the clubhouse and double-checked IDs while Roman stood by my side and enjoyed a beer.

  “So, this is the guy?”

  I turned around and saw another man walking toward me.

  He had a cocky smirk on his face. He had the kind of confidence you would expect from someone in a place like this. I knew he wasn’t just some asshole walking up to me for no reason because of the patch he wore on his leather vest. It was the same as Roman’s. Underneath it, the name ‘Venom’ was stitched.

  “This is him,” Roman said.

  “So…” the man said. “You’re training Mia.”

  “That’s right,” I said.

  “She’s a handful, isn’t she?”

  “Nothing I can’t handle. Mia’s got a lot of fire inside of her. I can respect that.”

  “Right, right… Still, you know who she is, don’t you?”

  “She’s the father of some Mafioso up in the big city. She made it a point to tell me. I’m not worried. I didn’t come to Ivory to start shit.”

  “That’s the right kind of mentality to have,” Sebastian said. “Devils never start shit. We just finish it.”

  Sebastian looked me up and down. He’d already seen me before but he was still sizing me up. There wasn’t much else going on in the clubhouse. I figured Sebastian was bored.

  “I gave him the talk,” Roman said. “Told him we could use a little muscle in our crew. Nothing wrong with having an enforcer.”

  “You look like you can handle yourself in a fight,” Sebastian said to me.

  “I know what I’m doing,” I said.

  “What do you think? You think you got what it takes to patch-in?”

  Roman and Sebastian were both eyeballing me. I wasn’t sure what to make of it even though they probably weren’t up to anything.

  “I don’t know,” I said. “I don’t see much reason to patch-in. I figure it takes more to be a club member than just having a ride.”

  “No shit,” Roman said. “Being a Devil isn’t just about having a bike or wearing a patch or paying your dues. Nah, this shit is a lifestyle. It’s a commitment you can’t take lightly.”

  “That’s the problem. I was never much for commitment. You guys are telling me to wear the patch because you need someone to watch your guys’ back.”

  “That’s right,” Sebastian said.

  “And what do I get out of it?”

  Sebastian looked at Roman. The two of them smirked at one another before turning back to me.

  “Just because we need an enforcer doesn’t mean we can’t handle ourselves,” Sebastian said. “You watch our back, we watch yours.”

  “Ivory’s a small town,” I said. “Not much trouble going on around here.”

  “You haven’t been here for very long, have you?” Roman said. “Ivory PD might tell you that everything is cool. But that’s just for the papers. Everybody knows that shit can go wrong at any moment.”

  “There are a lot of important people in Ivory,” Sebastian said. “You could just be out having a drink but if you start some shit with someone or look at someone funny… You can make an enemy without even realizing it.”

  I sighed and nodded in understanding. It wasn’t the biggest secret that shit was happening underneath the table in Ivory. It wouldn’t have surprised me if the two bastards standing right in front of me were in on it. That was probably why they wanted me around.

  Still, I never cared too much one way or the other about Ivory business. All I wanted was to keep my head down and mind my own fucking business.

  “You don’t gotta make a decision right now,” Sebastian said. “Just something to consider. But if you do consider it, you look like you can stand up for yourself. I’m club president. I wouldn’t have a problem watching your back.”

  Sebastian patted me on the arm before he started walking away.

  “Don’t work too hard now,” he said. “Could get busier tonight.”
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br />   Sebastian gave me a lot to think about but I wasn’t worried about it. Tonight was just a job and I was more focused on just getting paid.

  “How’s Mia doing?” Roman asked.

  “You seen her for yourself,” I said. “She’s made a lot of progress in a short amount of time.”

  “You’re a good trainer. You look like you know what you’re doing. You got much experience fighting?”

  “I…”

  Roman raised his eyebrows at me, waiting for my response.

  The door opened up and a couple of young-looking patrons walked in.

  “IDs,” I said to them.

  I checked their cards. The bastards were barely old enough to drink. I would’ve thought their IDs were fake if I didn’t know any better.

  Roman didn’t seem to care about hearing my answer.

  “Step outside and take a break when you need it,” he said.

  He went back into the bar to enjoy his drink.

  It was an uneventful night at Hades. Sure, there were assholes getting drunk and women trying to take advantage of them. Every now and then I’d have to step up to make sure nobody started shit in the middle of the bar. But most of the time, I was just watching the crowd enjoy their night.

  It got to the point that my mind started to wander. I thought about her.

  Danica…

  She’d given me her number. It was nice knowing that I could call her whenever I needed to be satisfied. I could do that with any woman in the bar right now. But Danica was something different. There was nothing more satisfying than the way I felt when my cock was inside of her.

  I had to stop myself from getting too distracted by her. Thinking too much about any woman was never good for a man’s health. I had a job to do tonight and I was gonna do it.

  The night proceeded without much incident. Most of the people who were stopping by for the night were already inside. I stepped out to get some fresh air.

  It was a cold night in Ivory. The crisp air felt good against my face. With the rowdy bar making noise right behind me, I enjoyed the quiet of the night. There was no place in Ivory as quiet as Old Town.

  I leaned up against the wall and put a cig to my lips. I patted my pockets and realized that I didn’t have my lighter on me.