Curse's Claim (Chaos Bleeds) (13 page)

“How is she going to help?” Mia asked. “She’s just Ashley. She’s stupid and impulsive.” She shook her head. “You shouldn’t have let her go.”

Curse pulled her close, turning her against his chest. She gripped his jacket sobbing.

“Your friend is a lot of things, Mia. Stupid isn’t one of them. We’ve now got a woman on the inside. Ashley showed us loyalty
, and she will not betray us,” Devil said.

“What do you mean?” This came from Pussy.

“It means until further notice we’re Frederick Gonzalez’s lapdogs. We do what he says when he says it, and we keep our fucking heads down.” Devil held his woman close to him. “The visit with The Skulls is important. I want you all present in the house when the barbeque happens. They’re going to help us.”

“What was that shit with Tiny?” Death asked.

“He’s trying to separate us. Control us and in the end, rule over us,” Devil said. “This is not your backdoor drug dealer or your pimp. He knows his power and intends to use it. We’ve all got to be ready for what’s going to come our way. It could be a month, a couple of months, years, I don’t know. What I do know is that we all have to band together. No secrets, no shit.”

The room agreed
with Devil on the future plans. Mia stared at Jerry’s body, feeling the weight of the words spoken on her shoulders.

“We need to clean this mess up,” Curse said. Everyone started moving at once. Curse took her hand and led her upstairs.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“You’ve cleaned away enough blood and dead bodies to last you a lifetime. I’m not going to let you do anymore.”
He opened the door to a bedroom. “This is my room.”

“I need to help.”

“No, you need to rest. I’m not taking no for an answer. You can fight with me all you want. This is not going to change shit.”

Running fingers through her hair
she stepped into his room. The scent was entirely of him. “This is where you live?”

“For now at least. I’m still looking at that apartment. In fact, I got a viewing next week.”

“Curse, are you ready for this?” she asked, sitting down on his bed.

“I think the question is, are you ready for this?”

“What do you mean?”

He knelt down in front of her. Curse ran his hands up and down her thighs. “For a long time you’ve pushed men away. Don’t get me wrong, I love the fact no one knows how awesome you are in bed.” She hit out at him
, smiling. “But you’re mine, Mia, and I’m laying my claim. Once we move in together, we’ll be getting married and you’ll be having my kids. I don’t care about anything else, just you.” He touched her cheek, running his fingers down to her lip. “Are you ready to be claimed?”

She nodded without hesitation. The only man she ever felt comfortable with was Curse. “Yes, I want to be caught and claimed.”

“Then consider yourself taken.” He pressed his lips to hers.

Opening her mouth, she met his tongue with her own.

“I love you,” she said when he withdrew.

“I better go and help the club before they get pissed at me. Have a shower and relax. The television is over there. I’ll be back.” Curse kissed her head and left the room.

Sitting on the bed for several minutes she looked around his space. The room was very personal to him yet bare at the same time. He was clean at least.

She stood up and went into the bathroom.
Stripping down, she took a long shower, closing her eyes to face up to the spray of the jet. The warmth seeped into her bones, relaxing her.

“I thought I’d find you here,” Curse said.

Gasping, she turned to see him already naked.

“I thought you were going to take longer,” she said.

“It has been an hour, babe. What have you been doing?” He took the cloth from her and started to wash her body. She’d already washed but didn’t care. His touch awakened the fire inside her.

“Nothing, I’ve been thinking about us and our future.”

“Good. We’ll hold off on the wedding until we know more from Ashley.” Curse dropped the cloth onto the tiled floor and placed his hand between her thighs. “I want you to come on my fingers.”

Turning toward him, she reached for his rock hard cock. “Then I expect the same
from you.” She worked his thick length, moaning as two fingers slid inside her pussy and his thumb pressed to her clit.

“Go on, baby. Take what you want. You want my cum
, then work for it.”

She opened her legs giving him better access to her core.
Cupping his balls, she stared into his eyes loving how they dilated as they looked at her.

“This is it now, baby. No one else is going to know how hot you are
,” he said.

“I’m glad. The same goes for you. No other woman is going to know how hard your cock gets.”

Crying out, she released his balls to grip his shoulder to keep herself from falling. His other hand gripped her hip, pushing her against the wall.

“Come for me, Mia.”

He stroked her pussy in time with her strokes around his cock.

Moaning, she felt the first stirring of her arousal.

“I’m here, Mia. I’m going to catch you.”

Screaming, she came over his hand. Curse grunted
, and she stared down to see his cum explode over her stomach. Biting her lip, she felt him shake.

Together, they stopped moving
, and she stared into his eyes.

“Thank you,” she said, resting her head against his chest.

“Baby, there’s no need to thank me.” He kissed the top of her head. She stayed still as he washed the semen from her stomach.

Once they were done, Curse took over, drying her body before helping her into a towel. Together they went to his bed without wearing any clothes.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?” he asked.

“Nothing. I hope Ashley is okay and that I’m not going to have to be
standing by her graveside.”

“Ashley’s many things,
but she’s not stupid. Whatever she’s doing is safe.” He kissed her head, wrapping his arms around her. “Get some sleep. I’ll be here for you in the morning.”

Chapter Thirteen

Three weeks later

Curse stood back from the sitting room in the apartment he and Mia now owned. They’d settled
, and he paid for the place the moment he saw how much Mia liked it. All they needed to do was make the space theirs. Decorating was something he hated, but to see her smile, he’d do it.

“Hey, baby, I brought pizza,” Mia said.

“Pizza?” Pussy, Devil, and Death all asked.

He walked out of the sitting room he was painting in a cream color to find Mia, Judi, and Lexie carrying boxes of pizza. The smell was heavenly. He placed the paintbrush on the floor where a piece of paper was laid.

Walking to his woman, he wrapped his arms around her and claimed her lips. “You know I love you right?”

“You’re not getting out of decorating. I stopped by Mom’s place
, and she’s organizing the wedding. I think it has given her a new whole lease of life.” Mia stroked a finger down his newest piece of ink. On his chest, he’d gotten her name printed over his heart.

“I love it. I, erm, I booked an appointment to get your name inked just here.” She took his hand and placed it along the base of her back. “Lexie told me you guys love that.”

His cock hardened. “You’re going to have my name on your ass.”

“Every time you take me from behind you’ll see your name staring back at you.”

“Get the fuck out,” Curse said. “Take the pizza and fucking leave.”

“Curse—”

The men were smirking as they headed out of the apartment. Devil, Pussy, and Death were laughing on their way out of the front door.

“I can’t believe you just did that.”

He didn’t give her a chance to say anything. He stripped the clothes from her body before the door even closed. The only pizza in the house was from the box she’d picked up.

“Shut up. You’re the one who started talking about ink and getting my name put on your body. This is your punishment for
teasing me. I’m going to fuck that very ass I’ve been preparing for myself.”

Mia groaned, tearing at his body. He moved her toward the front room where he
’d stored the tube of lube in the shopping bag he’d bought that morning before she woke up.

“Where are we going? Don’t we need to get to the bedroom?”

“Not got time for the bedroom.” There was no bed in their room, and the mattress was on the floor. Bending her over the sofa, he stared at the rounded curve or her ass where he saw his name written on with marker.

“Who did this?” he asked.

“Lexie did. She told me you’d love to see it.” His president’s woman was a dangerous person. With his cock rock hard, he aligned the tip to her pussy and slid in deep.

He grabbed the tube of lubrication as she screamed from his penetration.
Pulling back, he slammed back inside her.

Squirting plenty of lubrication on his fingers, he teased the lube against her ass
, sliding a finger in deep.

She took his finger without pain. He’d been working dildos of many sizes up inside her so she wouldn’t be afraid to take his cock.

After she took three of his fingers, he slid out of her cunt to smear the remaining lube over his length. Once he was covered with plenty of gel he started to work his cock in deep inside her ass. At first she tightened around his length but he reached around and started to rub her clit. She came apart in a matter of seconds and while she screamed in pleasure, and he thrust all of his cock into her ass.

Staring at his name, Curse knew
when she got the ink on her back, he wasn’t going to want to fuck her any other way. Tracing over the lines, he waited for her to get accustomed to his dick.

“Your ass is so fucking hot
. I’m not going to want to fuck any other part of you.” Spanking her ass, he watched the pale skin turn a nice shade of red.

“Please, Curse, fuck me. I’m desperate.”

Chuckling, he spread the cheeks of her ass wide to watch his cock slide in and out of her warmth.

“Are you watching?” she asked.

“Yes, you should see how fucking hot you look taking my cock.” He fucked her slowly, prolonging the pleasure and making it painful for him. His balls felt blue from having to wait so long to claim her.

“How does it feel?” he asked.

“So good,” she said, groaning.

Biting her lip, she thrust back against him. Curse gripped her hips and worked his cock out of her ass only to plunge back inside. Together they both groaned and screamed at the pleasure.

“Touch your clit, baby, I want to feel you come.”

She started to tease her clit
, and he worked her anus with his cock. Closing his eyes, he gave her everything he had. Within minutes she splintered apart and her ass tightened around him setting off his own orgasm.

Curse growled as he released inside her ass. She collapsed over the sofa as he wrapped his arms around her.

“I can’t move,” she said, seconds later.

“Don’t worry
. We’re going to have to move for the guys to come back.” He kissed the back of her neck, sucking on the delicate flesh of her neck.

“Come back?” she asked, tensing.

“Yeah, do you really think I’m going to do all of this decorating myself?” He eased out of her and picked her up in his arms. “Besides, you look adorable in jeans and a shirt with spattered paint.” He carried her into the bathroom and turned the shower on.

“How can you kick them out and then invite them back inside
? Don’t you think that’s rude?”

“Babe, Devil kicks us out of his place when he wants to fuck his woman. In fact, he makes us watch the kids when he wants to screw her.”

“So? It doesn’t mean that we have to be the same,” she said.

“When you blush, it’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.” He kissed her nose and then proceeded to wash her body. Curse
wrapped his arms around her body, laughing at her embarrassment.

“It’s so cute that you’re embarrassed
, but I can tell you, it’s wrong. The men know you’re going to have been fucked good. Now, I suggest you smile and pretend they’re only just arriving.” He turned the shower off.

She caught him unawares as she wrapped her arms around him
.

“I love you, Curse.”

“Babe, I can’t even find the right fucking words to describe how I feel about you.” He caught her ass toward him. “You’re getting the ink, and I’m going to be there to make sure the fucker doesn’t get it wrong.”

Claiming her lips, Curse knew his life was complete with Mia in
it.

Epilogue

One month later

“Do you miss me, baby?” Pussy asked, walking down the main street in Piston County’s town center.

“I miss the club. The sun and heat are a nice change. You’re going into fall, right?” Ashley asked.

He’d kept in touch with Ashley since she left with Frederick. Pussy didn’t like the thought of anything happening to her. She wasn’t the woman he was going to fall in love with
, but Pussy cared about her, and they were good friends. He knew what Mia had done for her. Ashley had told him one night when no one was around and he’d talked about his less than stellar upbringing.

“I bet the women are glad to see me gone,” Ashley said.

“Hardly, you’re the only woman who could satisfy me. You’re coming down for the wedding in a couple of months, right?”

“Yeah, Frederick is already making arrangement
s. He wants to come and see as well.” She sighed over the line. “Is Mia happy?”

“She’s happy to be in love
, and when I see her with Curse, she’s always smiling. I take back the cold ice princess remarks. She’s all warm and fuzzy.” Pussy paused as he spotted Sasha Carmichael leaning against a wall. Her hands were fisted at her sides, and she looked to be having a panic attack. “The Skulls are coming for the wedding as well. Lash and Angel should be around for it, too.”

“Good, I’ve got to go, Pussy. Please keep in touch. I miss you.”

“Miss you, too, babe.”

He closed his cell phone, watching the young girl. Glancing past her and ar
ound the street he expected to see her stepfather or her mother. No one was in sight.

Frowning, he approached the girl. For some reason, he didn’t like seeing her upset.

“Who’s there?” she asked, the moment he got close.

“It’s okay, babe, are you okay?”

She stared at his chest and frowned.

“Who are you? I don’t recognize your voice.”

Her brown hair caught the sun and the length looked full and glossy. The urge to reach out and stroke the strands suddenly struck him hard.

“The name’s Pu
—Shane Wilkins. I’m part of the Chaos Bleeds crew.”

“The biker group that has everyone in a fit?” she asked, still looking at his chest.

“Honey, you got a problem with looking me in the face?” he asked, getting annoyed. Was she too good to look him in the eyes?

Her cheeks went pink. “I’m so sorry. I thought I was.”

“Unbelievable.”

Pussy went to walk away annoyed with the rebuke when she reached out. Her hand
encountered thin air, and she reached out again. The frustration was easy for him to see.

“Please, I’m not being mean, I promise. Erm, I’m blind. I can’t see anything.” She looked left
then right, and it was then Pussy recognized her reactions. The noises were quiet, but she kept her eyes focused in front of her. They were pretty eyes, but they didn’t see a thing.

“Sasha, honey.” A male voice interrupted the moment. He recognized the stepfather Ashley hated. Sasha tensed
, and her nails sank into his flesh. The fear was evident in her tense posture as her stepfather approached. “Get your grubby hands off my daughter.”

Stepping back, Pussy stared at the young girl, the young blind girl who was terrified of the man coming to take her. The protective instincts inside him rose
, and all he wanted to do was stop the man from taking her.

There was nothing for him to do but watch her leave. Within seconds, Sasha Carmichael had impacted his world
, and he didn’t know what he was going to do.

Yeah, he did. Pussy was going to do everything in his power to protect her.

The End

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