Vengeance: MMA/Ink Romance (KO Ink Book 1)

by Harley McRide

  I let the weight go a little bit more and then laughed when Hector glared at me. “Laugh it up, prick, I can crush your head without a thought. Now, listen up. I got your message, you want me? Well good, ‘cause this is how it is gonna go.”

  Hector didn’t say a word, good, I hoped he was listening. “This is your warning, right here and right now, I’m telling you to leave the Bronx, don’t give a fucking shit where you go, but to everyone here, you are a memory. I know you are into some serious shit, and it is a matter of time before we catch you. So unless you want to spend the rest of your fucking miserable life in a nine by nine cell, you will take me up on this gift I am giving you. ‘Cause if you stay, I guarantee I will take your ass down. Your brother has already signed his fucking death warrant when he shot Ms. Maddie, there is nothing we won’t do to find him; you, shit, you are a flea on the ass of a dog, you mean nothing to me, except that you are a sorry ass loser who can’t seem to take responsibility for the fact that you are pathetic. Now, if you don’t take me up on this, and please for the love of God don’t, ‘cause I would like nothing more than to kick your fucking ass, I know you were involved with Ms. Maddie getting shot, so know this, you are a dead man if you stay.”

  Hector’s eyes got wide but he wasn’t afraid, he was surprised we had been able to put two and two together.

  “You have no idea who the fuck you are dealing with. Because of this you will die,” Hector said and then laughed. I knew it had to be painful for him to get a deep breath in order to laugh, but apparently he didn’t give a shit.

  “Oh really? Enlighten me,” I drawled.

  Hector narrowed his eyes again. “Fuck you. You and your brothers are going to get what you deserve; it’s just a matter of time. You are already marked to die, asshole.”

  “Such a shame, the delusion you live in. Is it happy there?” I said, shaking my head and looking down at him as I released the weights a little more. The pain of gripping the cable didn’t even register, I was too pissed off.

  Hector grinned evilly again. “You want me gone?” he said and I nodded. “Then I challenge you to a fight, no rules, just you and me in the ring.”

  “How did I know you were involved in the underground fighting?” I snapped.

  Hector laughed. “Underground fighting, you are so stupid, you think that is what this is all about, some illegal fighting ring? Whatever, just bury your head in the sand and see how that works out. While you do that, think of this. Two weeks from right now, at a place I will text an hour before the fight, you and me, no holds barred and we settle this shit once and for all.”

  I laughed. “Why the fuck would I do that; I could kill you right now without fucking blinking an eye. You are a piece of shit. I don’t need to waste my time bothering with you.”

  Hector laughed. “You have nothing on me, even with today, the police won’t do a damn thing about it, I know. How about this then. You want my brother?”

  I froze, so far no one had been able to find his brother, he was like smoke, appearing and disappearing without anyone being able to catch him. Tony and his guys had no clue where to look for him now. Finding Hector had been easy, too easy really. Shit, he had someone in the police department in his pocket. Stands to reason why he wasn’t concerned when he came back here, he was protected.

  I remained silent and stared at Hector, who must have seen what he wanted to see because then he said, “I will make sure my brother is at the fight.”

  Shit, he was giving us what we wanted and just for the price of fighting the fucking asshole. No problem.

  “Sure,” I said with a steely tone.

  Hector grinned and then licked his lips, damn the dude was a fucking freak, I think he was actually excited by this whole thing. “Two weeks from today?”

  “Yeah, I will put it on my calendar,” I snapped and then stood and took my foot off his neck and let the weights go. The man had good reflexes at least because his head moved right before the weights crashed to the floor.

  “If you touch Brooklyn again I won’t wait,” I warned and Hector laughed.

  “Sure, she is off limits,” Hector said.

  Tony

  “You did what?” I said as Fin filled me in on what happened. I could not believe he had agreed to that. “You know that he’s going to have all his buddies there, this fight will not be fair.”

  Fin ran a hand through his hair and nodded. “Yeah I know, and I also know that he has some cop in his pocket and his brother is in the fucking wind. The only way this is gonna end is if we get them all together. What better way than a fight. They will all be there; Hector is too fucking cocky. He thinks we won’t be able to touch him. He is wrong of course, he doesn’t know the lengths we will go to make sure Brooklyn is safe.”

  I was silent as Fin explained his plan. He had thought it through, at least in the short time he had been gone. It made sense, but still it pissed me off that Fin had made the arrangement without talking to me first. There were a lot of logistics to take care of, but we were also going to need some more men for guard duty. All of the parents were going to need to be watched, something just didn’t ring true to us, something else was being planned. Plus, Hector wanted to give it two weeks? Hell, he could have challenged Fin right then and there and he didn’t.

  “We don’t have the manpower for this,” I said and looked at Fin. “No matter how much I want to say we do, we just don’t. Between the parents, Brooklyn, and the center I am stretched thin, especially since I have other clients.”

  Fin nodded and said what I had already been thinking. “Kink?”

  I nodded and picked up the phone. I had already been debating on this, I knew Kink would help and I also knew his club would help, I had set up a system for their compound in California.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Brooklyn

  I closed my eyes as they continued to explore my body. “You are wet for us, honey,” Tony said as his hand dipped lower to cover my sex and he growled as he inserted a thick digit into my weeping pussy. I tried to move but Fin held me firm.

  “We want you to enjoy this,” Fin said against my mouth before he claimed it again.

  I was lost in the feelings of both men with me. Is this what it would be like all the time? The two of them consuming me with their passion? They barely needed to touch me and I was in flames.

  I rocked against Tony’s hand sensually. He inserted another finger and placed his thumb at the top of my slit. Rubbing down slowly, finding my already swollen nub. With low murmurs of approval, he guided me to quicken my pace. I was moving, fucking myself against his hand while Fin made love to my mouth.

  I gasped in surprise as I felt Fin run a hand over my straining nipple. Oh my God, they were going to drive me crazy. Slowly, Fin trailed his fingers from one side to the other, making me focus on his touch, while Tony pulled his fingers out and began teasing my clit.

  Tony pressed his body against my back, his thick, hard cock against my ass while his fingers circled my clit, and he whispered, “You want both of us, don’t you, honey? Right now all you can think of is how we will feel inside you, both of us making love to you at the same time, only focused on your happiness.”

  It was too much, being woken by them touching me, whispering to me, I could feel their desire swirling around me, engulfing me. Their groans of pleasure at the sight of me. How could I not be aroused? I felt a tingling at my core as Fin pulled back, and leaned over, sucking one of my nipples in his mouth suddenly, and it was all it took for a small ripple to flow through me.

  “That’s it, sweetheart, just feel for us,” Tony whispered.

  Fin laid back and pulled me with him so I was laying on top of him. He continued his onslaught on my breasts as Tony moved and helped me straddle Fin's waist. His cock was at my opening, in the perfect spot for me to sink right on him, and I did, feeling every single ripple as he filled me.

  I threw my head back and moaned, “So good.”

  Tony kissed my neck as he
moved behind me. I tensed with the knowledge of what they wanted.

  “Ahhh, sweetheart, right there, give Tony a chance to get you ready,” Fin whispered. “Then we will take you to heaven.”

  Tony ran a hand down my back and stopped when he reached the top of my ass. “You have no idea the things I want to do to this ass. I can imagine you bent over the kitchen table, and fucking you until you scream my name when you are cooking dinner for us.”

  “Or, in the shower, having you brace your hands against the wall and taking your pussy from behind,” Fin whispered and ran a tongue across my nipple. I could only picture what they were describing.

  I heard the pop of a lid and the cool gel being spread against my rear, but I focused on the images they were putting in my head instead of the feel of Tony’s fingers moving to my back entrance.

  “How about on the balcony, you could hold on to the rail, with Fin in front of you, I can see you sucking his cock while I fuck your sweet ass,” Tony whispered and pushed a finger into me.

  I moaned and pushed back, wanting more from them. I needed them to take me, prove that I was theirs and theirs alone. Fin held my hips so I couldn’t move, and I grew frustrated as Tony inserted another finger, stretching me. The burn only heightened my pleasure as he made me ready to take him.

  It felt so good, “Relax, baby, you can take us. You were made for us.”

  I could only nod as he moved slowly and took his fingers out of me, then moved behind me. It was time, I knew it, the anticipation was driving me mad. I was shaking, pleasure, pain, and I knew how it would feel.

  The head of his cock was finally pressing against my backside, pushing against the tight ring of my muscles until I felt the small pop and he was sliding in.

  Fin groaned as I felt the tightness of my pussy grow even snugger as Tony slid in next to him. I shook a little with the intense feeling and Tony hung on to me.

  “Move,” I pleaded and both of the men chuckled but complied to my demand.

  Tony pulled out slowly and then they worked together, sliding in and out opposite of each other, driving me crazy until I thought I was going to come apart. The feelings I was having were amazing. Each of them claiming a piece of my heart as they treated me as if I was the most important thing in the world to them. This is what I craved, the feeling of completeness.

  “I can’t hold off,” Fin yelled and held onto my hips as I moved with them and they stroked my fires taking me higher and higher.

  “Me either,” Tony gritted out.

  “I love you,” I cried as I fell over the cliff knowing they would catch me. Their combined passion taking me to a place I had never even knew existed.

  Both men cried their love as they came inside of me, exploding yet another orgasm from inside me…

  Damn it, they were driving me nuts, for the last week I had barely seen the guys, only when they came home to eat, sleep, or have sex, which I might add was not very often. Of course, they had told me why, I was worried, but I understood as well, especially since they had gotten my computer and I was back to work and catching up, heck taking a week off had put me behind, and all of my clients were chomping at the bit to talk to me, so I was busy as well.

  My mom was safely at Fin’s parents’ house and I saw her daily, but it was still strange, the whole thing, and I was trying to get used to it, really I was, but damn it, they weren’t making it easy.

  So I got it, but it didn’t mean I Iiked it. Our relationship was too new, we should be in the honeymoon phase, unable to keep our hands off each other, shouldn’t we? I mean, I don’t know a lot about this shit, I have had a few boyfriends, but nothing remotely serious, but it seems to me that if you wanted a committed relationship, then you have to spend time together.

  Oh they had gone out of their way to make sure I understood how much I meant to them, bringing food home with little presents and stuff. But still, I was getting to the point where I was going stir crazy because they made sure I didn’t have to leave the house.

  They told me how they just needed to be prepared, I got it, seriously I did, and I didn’t want to be one of those chicks. The ones where they were so needy and shit it drove the men away. But seriously, this sucked.

  I sat up in bed and looked around, the guys had already left for the day and I hadn’t bothered getting up yet. With a sigh, I got up and grabbed my robe and walked into the hallway. I was looking down and not really paying attention or I would have seen the man who was grinning at me.

  I made it down the stairs and to the kitchen before I realized someone was behind me. I figured it was one of the guys who were assigned to watch me today and so I said without looking, “Yeah, yeah, I am running behind. Let me get some coffee on and I will make you breakfast.”

  That is what my days had been like for the last week. I would wake up and come downstairs to discover who was watching me work for the day, and then so not to be completely alone and bored out of my mind with my own company, I made them breakfast and we would sit together and talk. I had gotten to know most of the guys, much to Fin’s and Tony’s annoyance. However, when I actually looked up after I made it to the coffeemaker and Jet was sitting at the table with a smile on his face, I stopped. What the hell? Someone was in the house. I turned quickly and saw a man whose arms were covered in tattoos. He was huge, and I screamed loudly.

  Both men jumped and the tattooed man held up a hand and came toward me. I ran to the countertop and grabbed a knife from the block and turned around. It wasn’t registering with me that Jet hadn’t moved a muscle and now he was looking surprised and had his mouth open.

  “Freeze you fucker!” I screamed and the man stopped, then smiled. “Not one step closer. Jet, call the guys.”

  “Uh, Brooklyn,” Jet said softly, but I didn’t take my eyes off the tattooed man.

  “Jet,” I snapped, “conversation later, call the guys, now.”

  “Wait,” the man said. “Brook, come on, I know I have changed but really? I haven’t changed that much?”

  I stared at him for a second and then I grinned. “Kevin?”

  “Hell yeah, thank God,” Kevin said and then pointed to the knife I was still holding. “Can you put that down, Brook? I kinda don’t want to get stabbed when I hug you.”

  “Oh,” I said, turned and put the knife down, and then turned back. Kevin was there and he wrapped his arms around me and lifted me into a hug. “It has been too long, Kevin.”

  “You know everyone calls me Kink now, but when you say my name like that it makes me all hard,” he grumbled into my ear and I laughed loudly as Jet made a noise. “Just joking, man,” he said and set me back down. I turned and looked at Jet who was frowning at the two of us.

  “Jet, Kev…Kink and I go way back, he is like a brother to me.” I saw the guard’s face relax and he nodded. “Now, sit down and tell me what you are doing here?”

  “Your men called me, said they needed a little help, so I hightailed it up here with a few of my friends to help out,” Kink said and I turned and got the coffee pot and grabbed two cups and filled them.

  “The fight is not for another week,” I said and then began making breakfast.

  “That may be, but we figured we could kill two birds with one stone.” Kink laughed.

  “Oh yeah?” I said.

  “Yeah,” Kink laughed. “See, we have a tradition where I am from, and when I heard Fin and Tony had claimed you, I knew I would be making the trip here sooner or later, ‘cause there was no way those two were going to get out of this tradition. See, they gave my bosses shit when it happened to them, so I figure turnabout is fair play.”

  “What are you talking about?” I asked.

  “Brought my stuff up with me, Brook, gonna give you a tat,” Kink said firmly and Jet spit the contents of his coffee on the table.

  “Excuse me?” I said, turning around quickly.

  “See,” Kink said with a grin. “All of the Ops guys give their women a tat, you know to say they belong to them, b
ut for some reason over the last year stuff has changed. The women began getting the tats in order to show their men they were theirs, I swear, every single one of them grabbed their woman and disappeared for like a day. Poke and Easy were the worst, and Tony and Fin were there, gave them shit for days about being whipped. So, turnabout is fair play, ‘cause they don’t understand what a guy feels like when he sees his mark on his woman.”

  “But,” I said slowly and hesitantly. “We haven’t talked about the future that much. I don’t know.”

  Kink shook his head. “Brook, those boys are committed. Trust me.”

  “Well…” she said.

  Just then, Michael walked into the room and howled loudly. “Hell yeah, Brook. I got what you need!”

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Tony

  “Brant, how is it going there?” I asked.

  “Dude, she comes in at night and tucks the blankets around me. Today was my first day back to school and she brought breakfast to me in bed. Then when I was getting ready to leave for school, I told her bye and she hugged me, kissed my cheek and, Tony—I shit you not, she spit on her hand, pulled till I bent down and she patted my hair down, man. With the hand she spit on,” Brant was whispering and it took everything in me not to laugh.

  “I’ll talk with her, see if I can get her to cut you some slack,” I said, not having the heart to tell him the woman does what she wants, doesn’t matter. She’d done the same shit to me.