Chaos Conquers All (12 page)

“Please, Tex. If I’d known he was a traitor. If I’d even suspected…” she pleaded.

He took deep breaths trying to calm himself. He could not believe that prick would set her up like that. Reaper had probably intended for Nikki to take the fall for all of it, the prospects and the information leaks to Bridges. He wanted to reach out and comfort her but he couldn’t touch while he was this riled up. He needed to punish something.

“You couldn’t have known, Baby Girl. He was a founding member of the club. He was your father for fuck’s sake,” Trace agreed.

Nikki continued on, “He said they were going to kill you Tex. I couldn’t take that chance. I wouldn’t take that chance.”

The woman he loved had been a pawn in the sick and twisted game of two psychopathic men. His fists clenched and unclenched rhythmically as he tried to hold on to his anger. That fucking prick had practically handed her to Bridges on a silver platter. Bridges. It all came back to that psychopath. He could not escape the knowledge that this man had hurt Nikki; that he’d marked her body; that he’d been inside her; that he’d fulfilled her needs in a way Tex never had. He wished there was some way he could erase the memory of that man from her body, some way he could give her what she needed.

“Walker, please,” her voice cracked.

What the hell was she begging him for? As he looked up at her again and saw the darkness simmering away underneath he knew what it was she wanted, what she needed. This time he was going to be the one to give it to her. He would make damn sure that by the time he was finished with her she would’ve forgotten that she ever needed that bastard for anything.

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“You need to leave, Trace,” Tex commanded as he eyed her dangerously.

Nikki had only ever seen that look on one other person’s face. She knew exactly what it meant and the pleading she’d been doing was echoed by the darkness deep inside her.

“Why Tex?” Trace asked cautiously.

“You just need to leave,” he answered his gaze not leaving Nikki’s.

She felt Trace’s gaze flick between the two of them.

“I’m not leaving Tex,” Trace told him.

Nikki loved Trace and god did she need his gentle touch and his slow loving but what she really deserved right now was something else. She deserved exactly what the look in Tex’s eyes was promising to deliver. She knew Trace wouldn’t understand it, that he wouldn’t let Tex do it the way she wanted if he stayed.

“Trace please just go,” she told him still not able to break away from what was passing between her and Tex.

A moment of silence passed before Trace shook his head, “Fuck.”

He stormed out of the bathroom wet, naked and reasonably pissed. She’d fix it with him later. Right now she needed to be punished.

“Are you sure?” Tex growled the question low.

“Yes,” As soon as the word was out of her mouth, Tex launched himself at her.

He slammed her against the wall of the shower with his body. All the air left her lungs as she cried out in pain. His mouth hit hers and devoured it in a rough kiss. Adrenalin coursed through her as Tex grabbed her roughly and hoisted her up his body. There were no pretences. No beautifully crafted nuances. There wasn’t even time for him to remove his clothing. There was just the pop of his button and the rasp of his zip as he opened his now soaked jeans. Then he was inside her, a driving brutal entrance that she felt through her whole body.

She barely had time to moan as the pain from the force of his entry mixed with the satisfaction of being filled by him. He set a blistering pace pounding into her stroke after stroke sliding her up the slippery tiled surface. The fire in her built like a blaze in a drought stricken forest. It whipped through her fast and wild and her fatigued body could do nothing but be overcome by the flames.

Somehow Tex managed to lock onto one of her nipples drawing it into his mouth with a sharp strong suck. Nikki arched into him and her arms came down around Tex’s shoulders. His teeth clamped down on her nipple. The sharp sting sent a bolt of electricity straight to her clit and triggered an explosion within her body. She heard the loud cry leave her mouth then her mind blanked. A sweet reprieve from the internal storm of thoughts swirling in her head.

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Tex felt her cunt contract around him as he caught her nipple between his teeth. Her cry started out pained-surprise and became one of intense pleasure. He grunted through the next few strokes with the effort to hold back as she strangled his cock with the fluttering muscles in her pussy. He’d made her come before but that was something different, something more. He wasn’t ready for this to end. He wanted to take back every inch of his woman from that bastard and reclaim it for himself. He was gonna make sure she knew who she really belonged to.

As soon as her eyes opened he pulled out of her and set her on her feet. She looked a little shell shocked but he wasn’t gonna give her time to catch up. He slid his hand up her body and clasped the back of her neck.

“On your knees Ace,” he commanded, “I want your mouth.”

He used the hand at her neck to guide her to her knees. He looked down at her. Her breasts rose and fell dramatically as she dragged in breaths. Her wet pink sex was exposed as she knelt with her thighs open.

“Stay just like that and don’t move,” he warned her, “I wanna look at that greedy pussy while I’m in your mouth.”

She leaned forward and her warm wet mouth enveloped his head while her hands went to his shaft. He’d always loved the way she worked him. One hand pumping his cock while her mouth sucked, licked and slurped as much of it as she could take and her other hand caressed his balls. He couldn’t look at her the way he wanted to, with her leaning forward like that. Plus the plan wasn’t for her to take his cock, it was for him to take her mouth.

He grabbed both her hands and pinned them to the wall over her head by her wrists. She looked up at him in surprise leaning back against the tiled wall. He rocked forward into her mouth, just enough to give her an idea of what he was about to do, and her eyes lit with hunger. The sight made his balls tighten and a growl left him as he began to fuck her mouth.

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A shiver of arousal went through Nikki as she looked up at Tex. His gaze was filled with that predatory hunger that thrilled the dark inside her. His eyes remained locked on hers as he worked himself in and out of her mouth. Her sex throbbed from the pummelling he’d given her and her nipple still stung from his earlier bite. The back of her head rested against the wall leaving her no room to pull back. Her arms were pinned above her head by two strong hands. She struggled to draw in air on Tex’s retreats and the lack of oxygen made her a little light headed.

She was totally at his mercy and it drove her body insane with arousal. She wished she could she could do something about the throbbing between her thighs. Unconsciously she brought her thighs together and began to squeeze. Her eyes drifted shut as she concentrated on the squeezing sensation below.

“What did I tell you Ace?” Tex growled as he popped his dick from her mouth.

She opened her eyes and realised he was looking at her now closed thighs. Shit. She forget herself. She became too comfortable and forgot the game they were playing.

“On your feet now,” the promise of retribution in his eyes sent a thrill through her.

She got to her feet and waited for his next instruction.

“Face the ledge and bend over. I’m going to give you the ass spanking you deserve,” he growled sending a shiver through her body.

She did as he instructed placing her arms on the ledge in front of her.

“Look at me Ace,” he commanded.

She turned her head to the side and looked back at him over her shoulder. He kept his eyes fixed on her face. She was so focused on the intensity in them that she didn’t see the first blow coming. His hand came down hard on her ass. The crack of his palm on her wet skin echoed through the room. Her eyes screwed shut but instead of gritting her teeth and bearing it in silence, she cried out. As that sweet burning sensation swept through her body she felt like something dislodged inside her. Like she could finally fill her lungs with air after being suffocated by the heavy weight she carried around in her chest. She was scared to open her eyes at first. Scared to let Tex see the satisfaction that would show in her eyes. Then she remembered her promise to Trace. No more running. No more hiding.

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Tex waited for Nikki to open her eyes. He had been so damn aroused when she’d followed his command. The idea of spanking her pert round ass had his dick standing straighter than a soldier on parade. He’d been too enthusiastic, maybe smacked her a little too hard, because when she cried out it sounded like she was in pain. It was enough to make him doubt himself. It was enough to make him reign it in and wait. When she opened her eyes, the satisfaction there stopped those doubts dead in their tracks. Then satisfaction switched to hunger and blood roared through his veins straight to his cock.

He brought his arm back and struck her again. This time slapping her other cheek. The sound that left her mouth was half sexual moan, half pained cry. It was exactly the same sound he would make when she would nip his heavily aroused cock with her teeth and it turned him on more than he’d like to admit out loud. A few more strikes and she was moaning like he was playing with her clit and pushing her ass back toward him. On the next strike he took his eyes off her face to watch it fall. His palm hit her ass on an upward stroke. The flesh bounced and her skin reddened but it was the wetness of her pussy that had him transfixed.

As he slid his fingers inside her, she bucked against him and moaned like she was going to come. She was so soaked that when he pulled his fingers out, her juices dripped from them. He needed inside her and he needed inside her now. He grabbed her arms pulling them back behind her and securing them in the small of her back with one hand. He took his cock in the other and stroked it up and down her slit listening to her whimper. He positioned himself at her entrance and released his cock, grabbing at her hip instead. Nikki tensed beneath him in anticipation but he waited. He waited until she relaxed again, then he shoved into her in one deep hard stroke battering the end of her with his dick. She cried out in that mixed pleasure pain moan and he knew it wouldn’t take him long till he came inside her.

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Trace was fuming. He’d seen the look on Nikki’s face when she’d caught sight of Tex’s anger. It was something he’d never seen before. It was dark, primal and god if it didn’t make him hard about as much as it scared the shit out of him. The thing that passed between the two of them was so intense that Trace wasn’t sure he’d even existed in that moment and that hurt. He may not have understood it but he wanted to be part of it. He wanted to witness that part of her but they’d kicked him out. That was the part that angered him the most. They had banished him from the room because they didn’t think he could handle it. He had begged her not to hide from them anymore and yet here he was outside the door.

He had stood outside that bathroom door listening to the sounds coming from within. He’d heard Nikki’s pained cries mixed with sounds of pleasure and he had no doubts as to what was going on in there. It drove him mad not being able to see her face, not being able to tell if Tex was really hurting her or if it was something else. Every time she cried out in pain his heart skipped a beat. He’d gone for the door handle so many times that in the end he’d had to get dressed and walk out of Nikki’s room. He’d closed the door behind him and gone straight across the hall to his own room. He’d put on his headphones and lay down on his bed his eyes fixed to that door.  He waited there for one or both of them to exit and when they did, if he hurt her, if he hurt her like that bastard did he would kill Tex.

Tex leant against Nikki’s dresser watching her sleep. He had lain down next to her and held her till she’d drifted off promising to wake her in time for the shipment. He’d lain there well after she’d drifted off watching her sleep. He had been delaying the inevitable by refusing to walk out the door because once he did reality would hit. He’d have to deal with Trace, the gun shipment and they’d have to figure out what to do about the prospects. He hung his head as he thought about that. That was one hell of a secret to be carrying around. Tex didn’t know if the club would be able to get passed something like that. They couldn’t tell them. If the vote went the other way, he’d lose the woman he loved and he was just starting to get her back.

Then there was the conversation he’d had with her before she’d drifted off to sleep. He hadn’t been able to hold off on asking her where she’d disappeared to before they took Daisy. For once she hadn’t tried to hide from his questions. Bridges had taken Slick’s siblings and used them to blackmail her in to meeting with him. Just the thought of Nikki in the same room as him had caused a growl to rumble through him. He wanted to rip off that bastards arms and beat him to death with them. Then he would revive him just so he could do it all over again.

Nikki explained that Bridges had wanted to broker a deal but it was never going to work. Black was the real threat and he had no respect for his superior and she doubted that he would follow Bridges lead if Bridges tried to stop this shit. Black had discovered that Nikki killed his brother and wanted to destroy the club to punish her. After what they’d done with Daisy, Tex was sure the man would happily defy anyone who tried to stop him from killing them all.

At that point Nikki had tried to get out of bed. She was determined that in spite of the many hours she had been without sleep, she was going to track Black down and kill him right now. He wrestled her back into the bed commanding her to stay put and that’s when she’d told him about Black’s threat to Trace. She broke down begging him not to let Trace out of his sight. She begged him to make sure that Black didn’t get his hands on him and that Bridges didn’t either. They would both kill him, she said, and between the two of them they couldn’t let that happen. God the mess Nikki had found herself in, that they’d all found themselves in.

Then, on top of all that, there was this. This line he’d just crossed with her. A line that he couldn’t step back over. He knew he should feel guilty for hurting her but not one bit of him could muster up that feeling. The look of relief in her eyes when he struck that beautiful round ass of hers told him it was right even if it was wrong. Then when she came? That greedy pussy of hers sucked and strangled his cock like he’d never felt before. Her body had shuddered and she’d screamed his name like it was a hallelujah straight to heaven. If the relief on her face hadn’t sealed it for him that would’ve. She needed it and he needed to give it to her. Even now his dick was rock hard thinking about it.

Nikki’s phone alarm started going off and he quickly grabbed it from the dresser switching it to silent. He looked down at the screen. The words twelve hours appeared on the display. Tex frowned. Twelve hours? It was a reminder alert on her phone. What the hell did that mean? What happened in twelve hours? Maybe it was a reminder about the shipment? Nah, that was less than twelve hours away.

He looked over at Nikki. She was lying on her stomach her arms under her pillow her head turned towards where he’d been lying. She hadn’t moved from that position since her eyes closed. By his calculations she’d been nearly forty eight hours without sleep and when he’d looked in her eyes he had seen that weariness was bone deep. He didn’t want to wake her to ask about the cryptic reminder. He’d be back from the shipment in less than twelve hours and he could ask her then. Plus she was gonna be out for a long while and whatever it was that was happening in twelve hours, she probably wasn’t gonna make it anyway.

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The door to Nikki’s room opened and Trace shot up off the bed. Tex slid through the opening and closed the door quietly behind him. He headed straight for him. The movement must’ve caught Tex’s eye because he looked right at Trace. There was not an ounce of guilt on Tex’s face and that pissed him off.

“Where is she?” he asked Tex.

“She’s asleep,” Tex replied blocking his access to the door, “Listen we need to talk.”

“I need to see her Tex,” He said trying to make a grab for the handle.

“What’s wrong with you? I told you she’s asleep and she needs to stay that way,” Tex told him.

Now he was telling her what she needed.

“Cause you’re the fucking expert on what she needs right?” Trace asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

“C’mon Brother that’s not fair,” he answered.

Not fair? Not fair was Tex making the decision that Trace should be excluded from whatever the hell went on in there. Not fair was Nikki choosing to show Tex that hidden part of her and not him. The list of not fair things far exceeded those two items.

“Did you hurt her?” he growled at Tex.

“That would depend on your definition of hurt,” Tex quipped.

Trace’s anger rose. If Tex thought this was all a fucking joke he was sorely mistaken. He grabbed a fistful of Tex’s shirt and shoved him.

“Don’t fuck around Tex. Did you hurt her?” he growled at him.

“Yes I hurt her,” Tex answered him no remorse on his face.

Trace’s blood began to boil.

“Did you hurt like he did?” he asked the menace in his voice ringing true.

“No I didn’t hurt her like he did,” Tex told him.

He needed to see her. He needed to check she was ok. He let go of Tex’s shirt and stepped back.

“Get out of my way,” he commanded.

“She’s asleep Trace,” Tex warned him.

“I said fucking move,” Trace demanded through gritted teeth.

“Fine, you want to see her? Here you go,” Tex replied as he opened the door and swung it wide.

Trace stormed into the room. Nikki was lying in bed on her stomach with her face turned towards them. She didn’t look hurt. She didn’t look troubled. If anything she looked totally at peace.

“She’s fine, Trace. You need to learn to trust that Nikki knows what she needs and that I would never do anything that would really hurt her,” Tex said to him, “And you don’t trust her which is exactly why you couldn’t be in that room.”

He didn’t trust Nikki. Right now everything was falling apart around them and he didn’t trust that anyone had a clear head on their shoulders. Not her, not Tex and not him.

This was getting way out of hand and he felt like everything including Nikki was slipping through his fingers. He was starting to think that maybe he couldn’t hold on to her. Maybe she would never be his the way she used to be. Maybe what she needed and wanted wasn’t him. Maybe Tex was the only one who knew what she needed and could give that to her. His heart sank and his chest ached as he stared at her beautiful face. Rejection stung like a bitch and he didn’t have time to feel this shit out. He had less than thirteen hours to iron out the route for tonight’s run and he needed his head in the game. He turned away from Nikki and pushed past Tex heading out of the room.

“C’mon Brother,” Tex cajoled as he grabbed Trace arm, “It’s not what you think. If I show you, if you saw how she is, you’d know that she needs this.”

Trace reefed his arm from Tex’s grasp.

“What she needs is someone to love her, not beat the shit out of her and if you think that’s what she needs you’re no fucking better than him,” Trace hissed between his teeth.

It was a low blow. It was a really low blow and totally out of line. Trace knew that but he couldn’t help the words coming out of his mouth. He wanted to punish Tex for being the one to put that look on her face.

“What the fuck did you just say to me?” Tex growled at him as closed Nikki’s bedroom door.

“You heard me,” Trace stated getting in Tex’s face.

Trace prepared for the fight that was coming. At least it would take away from the ache in his chest.

“What the fuck is going here?” King’s voice travelled down the hallway toward him.

Both he and Tex looked over at King. He was standing at the mouth of the hallway with two brothers from the Valley chapter. He’d forgotten that Cane and Hawk were due to arrive today. They’d transferred in just in time to join the Bridges fun and with Reaper, Rat and the prospects dead they needed the extra bodies.

Tex turned back towards him and lowered his voice so only he could hear, “What you’re feeling right now, the need to hurt and be hurt? That’s exactly what she feels.”

Those pearls of wisdom butted up against his anger and even though somewhere in the back of his mind he knew them to be true he couldn’t let go of the hurt.

“Nothing’s going on here Prez. Hey, Trace?” Tex said louder still.

“Yeah nothing,” Trace said in a disgruntled voice as he turned and walked away.

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Nikki woke with a start. She’d been dreaming. Although really it was more of a nightmare. She’d been standing under the streetlight on the old logging road where she’d killed Reaper. She’d been alone or at least she had thought she was alone until a sound from the shadows just beyond the streetlight’s reach drew her attention. She scanned the darkness searching for its source but couldn’t see anything except the dancing shadows.

She heard the sound again and felt the draw towards it. It was like an invisible rope tugging her towards the darkness. She stepped in the direction of the noise and as she neared the edge of the streetlights glow she began to see something moving between the trees in the forest beyond. A shiver had slid through her body. Fear and anticipation mixed together to draw her forward another step while wanting to take another step backwards. She was now at the edge of the circle of light peering into the darkness trying to figure out what the shape was.

“Nikki?” Trace and Tex had called her name and she’d turned her head toward them.

They were standing side by side both with their hands held out toward her. A look of fear like she’d never seen before was written on both their faces. Before she could think to move something closed around her wrist. She looked down to find a set of inky black fingers clasped around her wrist. She knew what it was and as her heart turned icy with fear she lunged away from it reaching towards Tex and Trace. It had been no use. They were too far away and the pull of the monster was too strong.

It ripped her back into the dark enveloping her in its arms. Two figures appeared behind Tex and Trace as she struggled to break free of the darkness. She tried to cry out and warn them that someone was behind them but she couldn’t speak. As the figures took shape she found herself staring at herself times two. Only they weren’t her. Their eyes were inky black and full of death. She watched in horror as they stepped forward put their arms around each man and slit their throats. As they fell to the ground and the blood pooled around them she felt lips press to the back of her ear.

“You’re just like me,” Cole whispered before the darkness swallowed her up.

The incoming sound of bikes shook the remnants of sleep from her but it didn’t dislodge the feeling of dread that lay in her chest. Nikki’s eyes went straight to the clock on her bedside table and her heart stopped. She’d been asleep for twelve hours. Shit. She had two hours left to make the deadline and she hadn’t even laid eyes on Black. She checked the time again as the roaring of bikes became deafening. It sounded like the whole club was coming back from somewhere. That’s when the realisation hit her. The shipment. They were all coming back from their latest shipment. What if Black had hit the shipment? She flew out of bed quickly pulling on her clothes and boots ignoring the sting as her jeans rubbed across her still red ass.

Nikki jogged out of her room and ran straight into King.

“Slow your roll there, Ace. They just got in,” King said to her.

She watched as they walked through the door. Something was wrong.

“Listen if they ask, you were with me,” King said to her.

She frowned at him only half listening to his words. She searched the sea of very serious faces that wouldn’t look her in the eye. Cane and Hawk entered the room next both men giving her a solemn nod. They were followed by some of the Southern River chapter with Mace bringing up the rear.

Mace was the VP of the Soldier’s Southern River chapter. He was tall and lean with a similar build to Trace but that was about where the similarity ended. His entire torso and arms were covered with tattoos and the ink crept up his neck and onto his face. His dark hair was hidden under a cap and stubble covered his chin and upper lip. He had the most intense dark gaze you’d ever seen. The man was known for being ruthless whether it was work or women.