Among the Chaos: Book 2 of the Soldiers of Chaos MC Series (11 page)

He increased his pace as he felt her body winding up, tighter and tighter. He knew she was close as she writhed under him. He wasn’t going to last much longer either. It’d been too long since he’d felt her in his arms, her sweet body beneath his, his cock buried inside her. The way she squirmed, the sound of her breathy moans, the way her tight little pussy sucked at him. As if on cue a little tremor passed through her causing her inner walls to flutter around him begging him for more.

“Fuck
Ace. I’ve missed you and this greedy, little, pussy.”

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Now that was more like Tex. His dirty mouth sent another shiver through her. She felt the burn begin between her legs and spread slowly through her body. He brought her legs up against his chest an ankle on each shoulder and changed the angle hitting a sweet spot inside her. That was all it took for the sweet burn to explode in a rush. Her mind emptied of everything but that sweet release. Nikki cried out his name her muscles rippling around him. Seconds later Tex joined her spilling himself inside her. Nikki’s legs slid down from his shoulders back to the bed as his movements slowed.

Tex leant down over her sweeping his nose over her neck and ear.

“We’ll get through this Ace. You just need to trust Trace and me. Ok?” he said quietly.

She trusted them without question. It was herself she didn’t trust.

Chapter
8

The three of them were huddled together in the corner booth at the clubhouse. Tex was sharing his theory about Lenny’s house.

“There has to be something in that house that’s worth something. I mean what else would explain that random Ninja guy and Black all skulking around there,” he explained.

“There’s something else,” Nikki stated quietly, “Chrissy, Lacey’s girl, she said she met the guy who beat her up at a house on the waterfront. There were four of them. Black was one, I’m assuming two of them were his goons but the fourth one, I have no idea.”

So there was an anonymous player in the mix.

“Maybe it was Bridges,” Trace offered.

“I doubt it. Why would he bother to be there for something so trivial?” Tex replied.

Nikki glared at him.

“What? I don’t mean to sound harsh but they beat up a prostitute it’s not exactly making a big statement,” he explained.

“Really?
You didn’t see the girl’s face Tex. I did and you know what it screamed to me? It screamed we can and will get to your shit and when we do we will destroy it,” Nikki hissed at him.

She had a point.

“Ok. You got a point. Sorry,” he said holding up his hands in surrender.

The clubhouse door opened and Reaper walked in. He glanced around and as his gaze fell on their Nikki he threw her a look that could kill. He made a beeline for King and the two men disappeared into the boardroom. Tex hoped they weren’t pulling some more secretive bullshit. The last time that had happened Sheila had ended up dead and Nikki had ended up in a bloody hospital bed and he wasn’t having that shit happen again. He watched as Reaper reached out and pushed the door shut. Nikki glanced briefly behind her at the two men secluding themselves from the rest of the group. There was no surprise or confusion on her face and he wondered if she knew something he didn’t.

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“Nikki?” a soft feminine voice called her name.

She turned to find Cassie, the office girl from the shop, standing near their table.

“Sorry to bother you but there’s a guy in the shop who says you did some work on his bike awhile back. He’s having a little trouble with it and Beard tried to help but he insisted that because you did the work he wants you to look at it,” her voice was filled with hesitation.

Poor girl looked like frightened mouse. She was peering around out of the corners of her eyes as if discreetly searching for the nearest escape route. Nikki sighed and the girl visibly tensed as if waiting for a verbal attack. Jesus, Nikki didn’t think she was that scary.

“Right, tell him I’ll be there in a second,” at her words Cassie scurried off as quickly as she could.

“You two figure out what you wanna do about Lenny’s and I’ll be back in a minute,” she told the boys as she rose from the table.

Nikki moved through the office and out into the front parking lot of the shop. Standing next to a Harley with his back to her was a very familiar looking man.

“What are you doing here Roger? Are you out of your mind?” she hissed at him.

“Afternoon Miss Jones,” Roger turned and greeted her with that polite manner of his.

“You’re going to get yourself shot. You need to go now,” she demanded.

“I can’t do that Miss Jones,” he replied.

Of course he couldn’t. Cole had obviously sent him here to do his bidding and god that pissed her off. She might not want to see the man but for him to be so cowardly as to send his bodyguard to get shot in his place absolutely boiled her blood.

“And why not?
Because Mister Cole sent you down here to grovel for him? Didn’t he have the balls enough to come here and face me himself?” Nikki growled.

“Actually,” Roger’s gaze flicked over her shoulder as he spoke.

Nikki screwed her eyes shut tight. Please no. Please do not be there. She turned around and her eyes fell upon a black on black Range Rover parked down the street.

She tore her gaze away from the vehicle.

“You can’t be here Roger. He can’t be here,” she told him as she hurried for the workshop door.

“Nikki wait, I need to talk to you,” Cole’s growly voice hit her ears and the monster inside her immediately became restless.

That voice. She hated it as much as she craved it. It was like dangling a hit in front of a reformed addict. She would not take a
hit, she would not take a hit. She froze, anchored to the spot as she battled to keep the darkness contained.

“
Please Angel. Just look at me,” his plea was more demand than request.

And at his order she nearly turned around
but as she looked up she saw Trace and Tex through the office window. For them she could walk away, for them she could do anything.

“He can’t be here,” she growled at Roger and propelled herself through the office door.

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The sound of the office door slamming brought Tex’s gaze to Nikki. She looked stressed out. He glanced through the office windows and glimpsed the frame of a man out in the front parking lot. Something about the guy looked familiar.

“You ok Baby Girl?” Trace asked her as she reached them.

Nikki bl
ew out a deep breath, “Yeah I’m fine. Now are we going to Lenny’s place or what?”

“You don’t have to go there if you don’t want to Baby girl,” Trace told her.

God he was such an ignorant ass. What was he thinking? Of course she was stressed out. Hey Nikki you wanna come hang out in the home of the homicidal maniac who tried to kill you? Real smooth Tex.

“Sorry Nikki I didn’t think.”

Nikki cut him off, “Will you two relax? Stop treating me like I’m gonna break. The guy’s dead it’s not like he’s gonna jump out at us from some dark corner of his house. If there’s something there I wanna know what it is.”

The hinges of the door squeaked as Reaper came out of the clubhouse. His gaze came their way and locked on to Nikki before he disappeared around the corner of the building.

"I'll be back in a second," Nikki declared as she headed off in Reaper's direction.

"What the hell is that about?" Trace asked him.

"I have no idea."

Tex watched with curiosity as she disappeared around the dark corner. Nikki had always had very little to do with Reaper or the other way around. Then again Reaper had less and less to do with his brother's too as time had gone on. The man flitted in and out as he was needed. He ran on his own schedule and really was a law unto himself. Tex felt like King gave Reaper too much rope to do as he saw fit. The man was like an unpredictable animal that was allowed to wander around off leash. Nikki came back moments later looking even more like the weight of the world was on her shoulders. He knew how she felt.

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The three of them stood in the dark alley beside Lenny's waterfront mansion. Nikki’s head really wasn't in the game tonight. She was too focused on Reaper and the little war of wills they'd had earlier. She'd handed him her ultimatum. She either rides with him or she dishes the dirt to the club and he rides nowhere. He might've agreed to her terms but she still hadn’t trusted him enough not to lift his keys while he wasn’t looking. He wouldn’t be going anywhere on his own bike tonight and he sure as shit wouldn’t ask the others for a ride. That would have to be enough reassurance for now. Then there was that other incident, the one she wasn’t going to think about.

Tex got down on one knee and held out his hands.

"Over you go Ace."

Nikki placed her foot in his joined hands and he boosted her up and over the fence. Her feet hit the grass softly and she immediately ducked into the nearby foliage. Tex landed solidly beside her.

"Could you make any more noise?" She hissed at him.

He sniggered slightly, "Like I said to Trace this much muscle can’t help but make an impact."

That much muscle definitely made a serious impact.
He pressed close to her demonstrating just how much of an impact it could make as it distracted her from her surroundings.

"Stop thinking about it," he teased.

Nikki elbowed him in the ribs then snuck through the garden to the wall of the house as Trace came over the wall behind them.

Trace led her along the wall to toward the street side of the house while Tex searched for a way in.

"The power for the alarm and everything is here."

Nikki pulled her lock picks from her inside her jacket and got the power box open. The wires were badly patched together. Nikki doubted the system worked efficiently if at all. She loosened the wires some more just in case then she relocked the door. No sense in leaving any evidence behind. They moved quickly through the foliage towards the other end of the building finding Tex next to an open window.

She wondered if Cole knew Lenny was renting this place from Jason Black. It hadn’t been listed in the file Cole had given her about Lenny which meant if he knew about it he hadn’t wanted her or the MC to know about it. Maybe it was because he thought Lenny was hiding the tape here and he hadn’t wanted her to find it. That would explain what the stealthy ninja, or Roger as far as she was concerned, was doing sneaking around inside the building.

They slid through the window one after the other. Even in the barely there light coming she could tell this place was expensive. She knew Lenny had been extorting money from Cole and now she began to wonder exactly how much Cole was paying him. This place looked like it cost a mint. Nikki pulled out her torch and shone it around her. She didn’t even know where to start or what the hell to look for.

"I’m
gonna take upstairs. Tex you take the garage and Nikki you check out down here," Trace ordered as he headed towards the staircase.

Nikki moved through the front section of the house. A giant wall of glass separated the open plan living from the giant outdoor entertaining area. Filmy curtains hung from the ceiling allowing enough light in that Nikki decided to turn off her torch. As she moved quietly through the space she began to think how much it reminded her of Cole's penthouse. All this space and large, expensive furniture for only one person seemed ridiculous. She went through all the draws and cupboards. Nothing but she'd expected that, you're hardly going to leave evidence that links you to criminals lying round now are you?

There was an open door leading off the rear of the main space into an office. Nikki approached the large desk in the centre of the room. There were computer cables laying on the floor discarded and a mark in the slightly dusty surface showed where the computer once sat. Damn! That was exactly the sort of thing she could’ve used. She searched the draws then did a quick scan of the shelves. Nothing but books and decorative items and certainly not anything she could picture Lenny buying. Maybe the place came fully furnished and decorated? A large cupboard in the corner was her next target. She pulled both doors open and eyed the contents. There were some boxes stacked in the corner haphazardly but otherwise the cupboard was empty. No shelves for books or files. Nothing but those boxes.

Nikki turned her attention to the boxes. She opened the top one and sifted through it. Nothing but shredded newspaper. She pulled the box off the top and opened the next one. Same thing. This was just weird. Why the hell would you keep boxes filled with newspaper in a cupboard.