Chaz (Reapers MC Book 14)
Page 14
“I’m sorry if I’m being crass, I only just noticed.”
“Hey, it’s fine. Means my personality kept you distracted for this long.” He chuckles.
“Yeah, you could say that.” I mutter under my breath, looking at him and roll my eyes.
I catch his smirk. “It happened a couple years back. Was a long recovery, but I’m good as new.”
“Thank you for telling me, about your wife, and your hands.” I speak lowly, looking into his eyes. I’ve never been in this position, so I’m not exactly sure how to thank someone for trusting me.
“Not sure I need to be thanked for that, but no problem.” He chuckles.
I tighten my grip on his hand and look at him, not sure if I’m making a huge mistake or not. So, I take in a deep breath and speak before I change my mind. “I blindsided Mircea because I wanted to know how he hurt you . . . because I care about you and I wanted to fix it. I put what he did together quickly.”
“I thought you didn’t speak to Mircea.” Chaz grits.
“I avoid it at all costs. He’s a dick, but . . . this was different. He. I need to tell you something, Charles.” When I say his real name, his eyes widen and he takes a step back. A natural instinct I suppose.
“What’s going on? You’ve never called me by that.”
“Mircea made a remark about selling your family’s whereabouts out to the new boss in France. I . . . I made a deal so that wouldn’t happen. Or, Sorin made the deal for me, so nothing would happen to you.”
“The fuck are you talking about, Crina?” Chaz hisses, taking two steps closer to me until we’re chest to chest. “The fuck did you do?”
“I . . . shoved my pride down a hole and will bite my tongue to keep . . . to keep your family safe. You’ve become important to me. I don’t know how it happened, but it did, and I can’t bear being the reason something happens to you.” I murmur as tears slowly begin to spill from the corners of my eyes. “I think you can figure out the relationship I have with my father is strained at best. I disowned my family when I got hired at Crave . . . but Mircea said if I apologized and made peace with my father, he wouldn’t do as he threatened. I was distraught with emotion, so Sorin made the promise for me . . . Sorin is the only person in my family who’s ever respected me. He’s my big brother, and I love him dearly for what he did . . . because he saw I cared for you and didn’t want me to have to make another sacrifice.”
Chaz pushes his hands against my sternum until my back is pressed against one of the trees. We’re maybe thirty feet away from the door of the club and my heart races a mile a minute as I try to figure out what he’s doing.
“Why would you do something like that for me, stupid girl?” He whispers, pressing his forehead against mine. His eyes stare down into mine and I see the way his irises start to expand as if he’s unleashing the beast within him.
“I already told you why.” I reply in a shaky voice.
Chaz grows closer, bringing his rugged lips against mine. He’s nothing like I’ve experienced before. Most of the men I’ve fucked have been pretty boys. The type who use Chapstick and put product in their hair. Not Chaz. He is all man.
Grazing my hand up his torso, I press against his muscles and feel the defined abs and pecs he has, then push my tongue past his teeth and clash with his. He grunts, intensifying the kiss out of nowhere.
I breathe in and out quickly, pawing at his jeans until I’ve unzipped his pants and pull his raging hard cock out. Luckily, I’m in a long flowy skirt, so I hike it up and he yanks my panties down. Lining himself up at my entrance he forces himself inside me.
I tear my lips away from his and lean my head against the tree behind me, moaning at the sudden intrusion. He shoves himself deeper into my canal, stretching my walls wide at his size. My pussy feels like it’s on fire, raging with a divine wildfire. Yet, it feels heavenly. “Chaz,” I moan his name as I rake my hands against his shoulders.
He hoists me up with one hand while he thrashes his hips against me. Just like the first moment he entered me, he doesn’t relent, moving quicker and quicker. Chaz is fucking me so hard I know I’ll feel this for days afterward.
He drags his tongue from the bottom of my neck until he’s at my ear, pulling my lobe between his teeth, he whispers. “I’ve wanted to bury myself in your saturated cunt for so long. Do you like it when I fuck you like this?”
With the arm he’s using to hoist me up, he firmly rubs his thumb against my hardening clit. I begin thrashing against his body, feeling his cock pulsating inside me. “Chaz, fuck. If you keep doing this I’m going to cum.”
“That’s the point, brat.” He chuckles in a sinister manner, picking up his speed on both accounts, fucking me furiously while his thumb is greedily demanding me to release. “Motherfucker!” He hisses, stilling inside me. “Yes, that’s it. You’re so fucking close. I can feel your pussy begging for my cum.”
“Y-yes, p-please.” I bring a hand over my mouth and he rips it away.
“Fuck no. If I make you scream, you’re going to fucking scream. No one will hear you anyway.” Looking into his eyes, I’ve never seen such an evil glimmer before.
Chaz picks up his pace, ramming his cock into me so hard it sounds like he’s fucking water. His balls slap against my lips and I feel the fly away saturation hit my legs and ass. “Fuck yes, fuck yes!” I belt out, feeling the euphoria take over until it feels like I’m floating.
“Yes, Crina. Fuck yes!” He snarls, finding his own release. He comes closer to me as we both orgasm, rocking his cock in and out of me slower, dragging both of our orgasms out.
Chaz takes me by the throat and looks directly into my eyes, “You fucking drive me crazy and I’m not letting you go. You’re mine now. You understand that. Don’t you?”
I’m sure this should’ve been a harder decision to make, but it isn’t. I nod my head, confirming what he’s just asked of me, knowing I did what will make me the happiest.
Author’s Note
Hey Guys,
So, that ended abruptly, right? Yeah, I know it did. I was writing and writing away at this story and just couldn’t stop what I was doing. I didn’t want to rush the progression between Chaz and Crina, but slowly show you how their connection begins to grow. One thing I also wanted to note is how I have plans . . . and these plans include giving you four points of view in Frost.
Yes, I said four.
No, I’m not fucking with you.
While Frost is obviously Frost’s story, Cheyenne is an integral part of it. It goes without being said that Chaz is a huge part of Cheyenne’s life, and since I feel like I didn’t finish writing about Chaz and Crina, I’m going to alternate between Frost, Cheyenne, Crina, and Chaz.
Rest assured, you will get your answers.
Xoxo,
Liz
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