Curse's Claim (Chaos Bleeds) (11 page)

She screamed as Curse grunted, fucking her harder.

Within seconds his cock jerked within her, filling her cunt with his cum.

His fingers were almost bruising as they held her steady while he released inside her.
“So perfect.”

He collapsed over her
, and her knees gave out. Falling to the bed, she felt his arms circle her body holding her tight.

“Give me a minute, baby. I’m catching my breath
, and we’ll do some more.”

“You can go again?” she asked, teasing. His cock jerked inside her
, and she wished she’d not said anything.

“I’m a member of the Chaos Bleeds, baby. I can go for a whole fucking lifetime.”

She laughed. His arms banded around her body, and he kissed her neck.

“I don’t doubt it.”

“You shouldn’t doubt anything I do. You’re going to have to learn I tell the truth about most things.” He sighed.

For several minutes they lay together
, and she was at peace with his touch.

“Do you have a problem with what I did?” he asked.

Opening her eyes, she stared at the opposite wall.

“No.”

“Do you have any idea what I’m talking about?”

“I’m assuming this has to do with Dale. No, I don’t have a problem with what you did to Dale. He deserved everything you did to him.” She clenched her teeth together. “What about me?”

“Baby, I don’t blame you for anything. You’ve put your life on hold because of what you did. I’ll never tell anyone, and I’ll make sure Ashley knows to keep shit to herself.”

“You’ve got nothing to worry about. She won’t tell anyone.” Mia stroked his arm thinking about her friend. “I don’t want you fucking her again.”

“I won’t. I didn’t have you before.” He kissed her neck. “We’ve got to find a place of our own.”

“What about my mom? I can’t just leave her.”

“I’m not telling you to leave her, but we need a place to call our own.” He pulled out of her body and stood from the bed. “Come on. We’ll talk while we wash.”

Taking his hand, she was conscious
of his cum sliding down her thigh. Curse ran a bath and waited for her to get in before climbing in beside her. His arms rested along the edge of bathtub. She traced over each pattern and ink mark.

“Will I need to get a tattoo?” She’d never been a big fan of needles and didn’t intend to start now.

“No. Some of the boys don’t have ink. It’s not a necessity.”

She relaxed against his chest, feeling his cock pressing against her ass. “Don’t you ever stop?” she asked, moaning.

“I like sex. I’ve been fucking for as long as I can remember.”

Mia chuckled. “I’m going to walk funny if I don’t find other ways to satisfy you.”

He ran his hands down her body, fingering her breasts then going down to cup her pussy. “Don’t you worry about a thing. I’ll teach you to take my cock.”

Turning in his arms, she reached down to grip his erection. Sliding her legs around his back, she eased up and then took his cock inside her.

Curse groaned. His hands went to her ass, gripping the flesh. “Baby, I think you’re the one who’s insatiable.”

She grabbed a
cloth and the soap. “I’ve got a reason. I want to wash you.” Mia soaped the cloth and started to wipe his body.

He stroked her cheek, tracing over the marks.

Holding her breath, she waited for him to withdraw. He didn’t scare her. Curse never frightened her.

“I wish he was still alive so I could hurt him some more.”

She looked at his hands. The knuckles were cracked from the punches he’d given the man. Kissing the marks, Mia returned her gaze to his.

“No man has ever taken the time to protect me.”
She stared into his eyes. “We’ll all be all right, right?”

He dropped his hand back to the side of the tub. “I don’t know, baby. Jerry has his head stuck up his ass about this. I’ve not got a clue what’s going to happen.”

“I’m going to need to see my mom tomorrow.”

“We’re not going to let you die,” Curse said.

“I know. I can’t help but worry about it.” She leaned forward and kissed his lips. Offering him a smile she washed his body as he started to thrust inside her.

“If you’re going to have my cock inside you, you’re going to fuck me as well.”

Mia groaned as he jerked within her, hitting her cervix. The pleasure and pain combined.

“Yeah, that’s what my baby wants. A nice hard fuck.” His hands caressed over her front, pinching her nipples. The two pains combined together going
straight to her clit at the sudden pulse of pleasure. “I can feel you squeezing me. You love my cock, don’t you?”

“Yes, I love your cock.”

“Then ride it.”

“The water?” she said, moaning at the feel of him filling her.

“I don’t give a fuck about the water. It can go anywhere. The only thing I give a fuck about is my cum inside your body.”

His words were dirty and wrong
, yet she couldn’t stop the deep seated pleasure they created.

No longer caring about the mess, she gripped his shoulders and started to ride his cock. Curse sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. He bit down on the bud and licked the pain away.

“So beautiful. You better get used to being naked, baby.”

Sinking her fingers into his hair, she tugged on the strands as she fucked his cock.

“Take your pleasure, Mia.”

His c
ock went deep, and all she could do was fuck him.

They came together. Their release set the other off immediately.

Keeping her arms wrapped around him. Curse washed her body, and when they were finished he carried her through to the bedroom.

Staring into his eyes, Mia traced a finger over his lips.

“Don’t leave me,” she said.

“I won’t.”

“Everyone else has.”

He shook his head. “Your father, weak shit that he is, left you. I never will.”
Curse claimed her lips, and she held him close. “No one is getting rid of me. You’re my property, baby.”

“I like that.” She pressed her head against his and took several deep breaths. Yes, she could handle being Curse’s property. For once, she wanted to let go
, and the only person she trusted was Curse.

Chapter Eleven

Staring into his wardrobe, Curse placed the last dress he’d taken from Mia’s house. Using the house to live in wasn’t an option seeing as the club owned it and he
was hogging it from the others. Devil didn’t mind him spending time at the house, but his president made him aware of others needing it.

“How does Mia feel
about moving in?” Ripper asked, leaning against the door to his room. He was at the clubhouse where a lot of the members were. Vincent kept stopping by along with Devil. Both men were clearly concerned about Frederick’s visit to Piston County.

“She doesn’t want to move in
, but I’m not giving her a choice. This is where we’re going to stay when we’re not at her mother’s.” She wouldn’t fuck when they were at her mother’s. Mia had warned him that morning that she wouldn’t ever be able to sleep with him with the risk of her mother hearing him.

“You’re taking a lot of risk with this woman.”

“What about Judi? Didn’t you take a lot of risk with her?” He closed the wardrobe and turned to look at his friend. Curse had been the one Ripper called when Judi killed a man. He was able to clean a way a lot of mess. Dale wouldn’t have been a problem if it wasn’t for Jerry’s involvement.

“She’s different.”

“No, she’s not. She was the club princess. Devil’s daughter and yet you fucked her.”

“Shut the fuck up, Curse. You know not to say shit like that about my woman.” Ripper was shaking his head. His hands were fisted at his sides.

“Then don’t say shit about Mia. She’s going to be my woman, and you’ll show her the same kind of respect you’re telling me to show Judi.” Curse folded his arms over his chest.

“Judi was part of the club long before she became my old lady.”

Curse shrugged. “I actually don’t care. She won’t say anything, and I love her.”

The other man was silent as he let that bombshell out.

“You love her?”

“Yes, I’m in love with her
, and when this visit is over we’re getting married. That’s how serious I am about all of this.” Running fingers through his hair, he moved toward his free drawer and pulled out a fresh shirt. He was seeing Devil in a few minutes, and he wanted to be clean for when he went to Mia’s place. They were spending the night with her mom.

“You’re really serious about all this,” Ripper said.

“I know. Who would have thought?”

“How’s Ashley taking it?”

“She’s taking it fine,” Ashley said, rounding the corner. There was a smile on her lips. “Hey, can we talk?”

Curse looked at Ripper. “Are we done?”

“Yeah, we’re done. I’ll let Judi know you’re getting married.”

Before he could say anything Ripper was out of the door. Ashley chuckled.

“You’re doomed now. Everyone will know and give you shit.” She closed the door, giving them privacy.

“What’s this all about?” he asked.

“I know Mia told you the truth, and I appreciate you not taking any anger out on her.” Ashley locked her fingers in front of her. He noticed she wore long jeans and a shirt that didn’t cling to her body. The sudden change in her clothes was a surprise.

“I wouldn’t blame Mia for anything you’ve done. What’s going on?” He pointed at the clothes.

“I didn’t feel like being on display. The club, Chaos Bleeds, you guys mean a lot to me. I know come Friday we’re going to have some trouble heading our way. I don’t want to stand out.” She ran her palms down her thighs.

Curse knew she’d been talking with Devil and Jerry in private. He didn’t know what about
, but his suspicions rose.

“Honey, you’re going to stand out.”

Ashley was beautiful. He’d have to be blind not to see how beautiful she was, but his heart belonged to Mia.

“I’m going to do everything in my power to help you guys out on Friday.”

“There’s nothing you can do.”

“I’ve been talking with Jerry
and Devil. There might be something I can do. It’s the least I can do.”

Curse stared at her for several seconds. What could Jerry
or Devil have said to her? Why would she do this?

“Why?” he asked.

“I owe Mia my life. Prom night was supposed to be the moment we moved on. She was going away to college, and I was going to join her to get away from my dad.” Ashley shook her head. “He wasn’t always a monster, but that’s no excuse. She saved me that day and took a part of herself away. Mia sacrificed so much in her life.” She licked her lips. “I’m sorry you don’t get to see who she really was. There was a time when Mia would be so happy. She loved everything, life, family, dogs, pets, animals. Whoever was near her would be infected with such love. I took that away the day she killed my father.”

“Why are you telling me this?” he asked, thinking about Mia happy with life. There were a few times he saw the difference in her smile. He wondered what she was like when there wasn’t a hardness in her eyes.

“Because I think the one person to help her is you. If anyone can bring Mia back to life properly, it’s you.”She stepped closer to him. Ashley took hold of his hand and smiled. “I’m happy knowing you’ll take care of her.”

She kissed his cheek and withdrew from him.

“Take care of her.”

“I will.”

Ashley left his room without another word. Touching his cheek, he wondered what the hell was going on with her. She left his room without a backward glance.

He pushed his concern to the back of his mind and went down to the office where Devil was waiting for him. Pussy was in the office along with Death, Vincent, and Ripper.

“What’s going on?” he asked.

“We’re having a meeting concerning this meeting Friday. Jerry is concerned. In
fact, we’re all concerned. I put a call through to Alex, Tiny’s former brother-in-law,” Devil said.

Curse closed the door and took a seat next to Pussy. “What did he say? I take it it’s not good news.”

“Frederick Gonzalez is not a man to be taken lightly. Most people, the law, criminals, bikers, you name it, most of them keep a wide berth of this man.” Devil stood away from the desk. “He’s known everywhere for having his fingers in so many pies. Alex hasn’t done deals with him, but he knows of him. The Skulls stay away from him.”

“What pies does he have?” Curse asked.

“Everything,” Jerry said.

Jerking around he saw the drug dealing pimp stood in the doorway. He closed the door and
walked further into the room. “I figured you’d need me here to help you with this. Planning for his visit won’t do you any good.”

“We’
re not planning anything. We’re talking.” Devil stared at the other man.

“How did you come to deal with Frederick?” Curse asked, curious to know how someone so powerful would be in Piston County. Vegas made sense
along with all the cities, not this small town.

“Frederick knows to have contacts in many places. I used to be part of his bigger circle. We moved around a lot, across America, Europe, you name it
, he got stronger. It originally started with his dad being a small town crime man. Over the years his father built it up until Frederick killed his father to take over. He has branched over the world. No one can touch him, and anyone who tries to take him on ends up dead. It’s either join him or die trying to get away from him.” Jerry walked toward the whisky decanter and poured himself a generous shot.

“You’re nervous about this?” Devil asked.

“I’ve not seen him in a long time. This is my area, and one of the men he wanted to kill was taken from him. Frederick is many things, but forgiving is not one of them.” Jerry swigged down the large shot of whisky. “We’ve got two choices. One, he will come to hate us on sight and kill all of us including our families, or he’ll bring you into the family, which means you’re going to help him when he needs it without any questions asked.”

“We’re not some fucking taxi service, Jerry. I don’t answer to anyone.”

“He doesn’t care. Frederick will get what he wants, and we either follow his lead or we die.” Jerry poured himself another drink.

“None of them are an option. We’re not going to die
, and we’re not going to be used as puppets.” Devil slammed his palm on the table. “Do not ever say shit like that. Nothing will happen to Lexie and my kids. Do you understand me?”

Jerry shrugged. “Do I look like I care right now? We’re all fucked. A word of warning to you all, I’ve sent my woman away. Anyone you want out of harm
’s away do it now.” Jerry slammed the glass down on the desk, leaving them.

“He’s charming,” Pussy said. “Why don’t we kill him as well?”

“Shut it, Pussy. Alex warned me about this. Frederick is a fair man, but he doesn’t take shit lightly. He’s going to want something from us.” Devil sat down, locking his hands together.

“So, what do we do?” Ripper asked. “I don’t think I’m the only one who’s concerned. I’ve got Judi to think about.”

“This is all my fault. Offer him the chance to kill me,” Curse said.

“No, I’m not doing th
at. Dale Worthington was a sick fuck who deserved to die. No, we’re going to have to stay together as a unit. We’ll apologize, but we’re not handing any of our men over. I’m not into that kind of shit. I’ve been talking with Gonzalez through Jerry. We’ve got something in the works, and hopefully it will take care of some of our problems.” Devil slammed his palm on the desk. “Get out and do what you need to do. I’m going to take care of Lexie and let her know what’s happening.” Devil looked at Ripper. “Tell Judi the same.”

Leaving the room, Curse went to his bike. He was going to spend some time with Mia and her mother before Friday.

****

“Baby, what happened
?” Mia’s mother, Debra, asked. Curse had taken some of her clothes out. When Mia had entered her home she’d shouted for her mother not to get up. After sending him away with some of her own clothes she’d made two cups of tea and entered her mother’s room.

Debra lay amongst plenty of pillows. There was some color in her cheeks, which filled Mia with hope.

“Nothing. Forget about the bruises. How have you been?” Mia asked.

“No, you don’t get to do that to me, missy. You will tell me everything that happened or I will grab the phone and call everyone I know.”

“One of the clients I worked for thought he could touch me. Curse arrived, and he saved me from what the guy did. He’s handling it.”

Her mother looked at her doubtfully.

“Please, Mom, let it go. Curse saved me from something terrible. Trust me.”

“Fine. I hate this. I want you to know
that, and when I see Curse he better let me know what he intends to do. I may be sick, but I’ll take care of my baby any way I can.”

Chuckling, she
tried to direct her mother to talking about Curse, but her mother wasn’t easily fooled.. She hoped her mother didn’t ask more questions after this.

“Well, this
client person better know to leave this town before I get my hands on him. I won’t be in bed forever, Mia. How dare he touch my little girl?” Debra grabbed Mia’s face and kissed her head. “I’ve missed you. Now that I’ve had my say you can tell me about this man. Bradley James, he’s such a nice man.”

“Curse?”

“Yes, I don’t like calling him Curse. It’s wrong. There is nothing to curse a man like him. He’s too much of a nice young man to be thought of as a curse. Honey, you’ve got yourself a keeper.”

Chuckling, she curled up against her mother
. “I love him, Mom. He makes me feel sexy and loved.”

“Any man who leaves you feeling like that is a keeper. You need to snatch him up before another woman tries to do the same.” Debra stroked her hair.

“I’m not going to let him get away,” Mia said.

She nibbled her lip as doubt started to set in.

“What’s going on in that mind of yours?” Debra asked.

“I was thinking about Dad. I mean, I thought he loved us enough and that he’d never leave
, but that’s not true.”

“Don’t do that, Mia.” Debra stroked her cheek, forcing her to look up. “Your father and I loved each other when it was necessary. Don’t try and make our relationship something it wasn’t. I love you, honey, but you’re wrong about a lot of things.”

“What do you mean?”

“I stopped loving your father a long time ago. He was a great
dad but not a great husband. We’d been living separate lives for a long time. You just didn’t notice it.” Debra smiled at her. “You and Bradley are the real deal. I see that look in your eyes, and I know I never felt that deeply for any man. You’re lucky, Mia. Don’t let fear of what happened between your father and me cloud your own feelings.”

Sometime later,
Mia was putting some finishing touches to the pasta she’d made as Curse walked into the house. There was no mistaking the masculine sigh that greeted her. Smiling, she tossed the salad together and put some on a plate for her mother.

He rounded the corner, removing his jacket.