Soldiers of Chaos- Chaos Abounds: Book 1 in the Soldiers of Chaos series (12 page)

Now it was Saturday night and she felt the devil inside her gnawing away at her insides trying to get out. She sat at the bar Tex on one side and Trace on the other, all of them silent in contemplation. Music pumped in the background, loud laughter and conversation swirled around them. It was party time at the club not for any particular reason sometimes everyone just converged on the place at one time and it turned into an all-out celebration of the life, drinking, fucking, fighting and not necessarily in that order. Brodie was standing behind the bar staring at the three of them she could feel it but she didn't give a fuck at that point. Three shot glasses appeared on the bar in front of them and unintentionally they threw them back in unison. "You three need to snap out of this shit you’re bringing the mood down." Tex's dad clapped him on the shoulder loudly. All three of them turned toward him at the same time. He smiled at Nikki widely "Come dance with me darling" Tex's dad had been a more present father to her than her own father and so they were close "Leave these two to their bloody moping." She took his hand and moved over to the dance floor, a slow old number came on. He wound his arm around her waist twirling her slowly round the dance floor. "How you doin' darlin'?" his face was soft with genuine concern and it tugged at her heart strings threatening to make her cry. She moved her eyes from his face and caught Tex and Trace both staring at them with sad regretful looks in their eyes. Fuck. She was getting it from all sides. "Fine." "You sure about that?" She wasn't sure about anything "Yeah I'll live." He moved her eyes back to him with a hand to her chin "Yeah you will." His tone was sure and his eyes serious. She seriously needed out of there. "Now will you cheer the hell up and go have some fun. You’re too young to waste time moping around like those two." She pulled her best smile out and plastered it across her face "Whatever you say Pres.” King looked over her shoulder and gestured with his eyes at the boys.

Tex's arms came around her from behind a drink thrust into her hand. King gave them a wink then disappeared. His arms went round her middle and she took a massive slug of the vodka premix he'd handed her. She began to move with the music, swinging her hips seductively, grinding her ass into him. His arms got tighter his hands roaming over her stomach no higher than the underside of her breasts no lower than the waistband of her low riders. The atmosphere in the room changed and the dance floor began to fill up with the younger crew. She looked around as she took another big drag on her drink. Everywhere her eyes fell someone smiled or winked or raised a glass in her direction. She returned each gesture with as much enthusiasm as she could muster. Her eyes found King and Rose who were standing off to one side arms round each other watching her and Tex with smiles on their faces. She knew that look. Anytime she and Tex were together they got that look. They also wore a similar look when she and Trace were together although perhaps not as enthusiastic. Wasn't gonna happen, not anymore. She wasn't good for him, for either of them. She guzzled the rest of her drink and turned in Tex's arms. She opened her mouth to tell him she was going for another drink but she didn't get that far. His eyes were dark in that way that told her he wanted her. Her body responded to it instantly despite the fact that her mind was screaming at her that this was a bad idea. He took her empty and thrust it at someone near them. His arms went back around her waist and he drew her up against his body tight. Tex ducked his head bringing his lips against hers. He breathed heavy against her mouth and waited. He was waiting for her to make that first move.

This is what they did, danced around each other teased each other until one of them couldn't stand it any longer and made a move. Sometimes he made the first move sometimes it was her. He smoothed his hands down her lower back to her ass. He grabbed it hard in both hands and squeezed. Her body responded instantly a small breathy noise leaving her lips and puffing into Tex's open mouth. He groaned and squeezed harder still. Her nipples hardened and she felt herself grow wet at the sting of his hard grasp. His mouth moved then but not against hers it dipped down low to her cleavage where he placed an open mouthed kiss over the small letters she had tattooed on her left breast. TNT, Tex, Nikki, Trace. They'd taken her to get her first tattoo on her 18th birthday and she'd got their letters tattooed into her skin over her heart. It was subtle only the three of them knew what it meant, although if anyone gave it enough thought they may have guessed. His mouth moved up over her collarbone to her neck. He placed another open mouthed kiss there. Nikki tilted her head to the side to give him better access. She moaned quietly as he worked his mouth on her neck her eyelids at half-mast. He grazed her with his teeth then bit down hard on the curve between her shoulder and her neck. That dark ugly feeling coursed through her alongside a bolt of pleasure. Her eyes closed fully and in that moment a pair of green eyes flashed through her brain followed by other thoughts of the way Cole had handled her. Her fist tightened in Tex's hair. She wanted to hurt him, struggle with him, and have him bite her harder to feel more of that pain. Someone stumbled into her knocking her away from Tex. She looked up to see some skanky piece of club ass, Melanie, the bitch was pathetically drunk.

"Watch what your fucking doing skank" Nikki spat out at her. "Fuck off bitch I don’t have to watch shit. Why don't you chill the fuck out and go back to being Tex's little whore" Melanie's words were slightly slurred as she spoke. Nikki's fists clenched. "What the fuck did you just call me?" Melanie stepped up to Nikki screwed up her face and raised her voice "I called you a whore. You think you're better than the rest of us but you’re not. You bounce back and forth between Tex and Trace like a little slut." Nikki didn’t let her get any further and without a second thought she lashed out. Grabbing hold of Melanie's arm she twisted her around pulling Melanie's back to her front. She slung an arm around her throat and tightened her hold. Melanie bucked and clawed at Nikki's arm trying to get free. She could hear her struggling for breath and satisfaction filled her as she kept squeezing tighter. "Nikki!" Tex shouted loudly in her ear shocking her back to reality. Fuck. She quickly released Melanie with a slight push. She watched as Melanie stumbled forward a few steps her hand at her chest heaving for breath. The room was quiet except for the music and she could feel all eyes on her. Melanie caught her breath enough to talk "You need help you fucking psycho bitch. You could've killed me." Nikki was sorry she hadn't. That thought scared her. "If I were you I'd shut up before you start making me regret that I didn't." Melanie lunged at her but her attempt was sloppy and Nikki was prepared. Just before she got hold of her for a second time Trace grabbed Melanie holding her back. "Get that cunt outta here" King roared over the noise. Nikki had the fleeting thought that he might've been referring to her but she turned to see him glaring at Melanie. Trace dragged Melanie off quietly threatening her under his breath. Nikki wanted to follow them, finish what she started and fuck that bitch up. The noise level in the room went up as everyone went back to what they were doing. She needed to get out of there before she really hurt someone. Tex touched her lightly on the shoulder "Nikki?" She was so fucking wound up she knew she was gonna snap any minute. She shrugged him off "I need some air." It wasn't air she needed, it was something else and she knew exactly where to find it.

Nikki parked her bike and headed into the mint. She'd texted Tex earlier telling him she was going for a ride and maybe a drink in the city to cool off and probably wouldn’t be back for a few hours if at all. He hadn’t been pleased but too bad she'd followed his rules, she’d texted, plus Slick would be there no doubt and he'd let Tex know where she was for sure. Her only thought at that moment though was Marcus Cole. He had clearly been unconcerned with her whereabouts as she’d not heard jack from him and yet here she was ready to search him out. She had no idea how she was going to get hold of him, she didn't have a number and she certainly wasn't going to ask the staff. She'd just have to go in there and wait, maybe he'd show up maybe he wouldn't. She made it into the VIP section with no effort at all. She sat at the bar and ordered her usual. She downed the drink and followed up with another. By the time she was five drinks in her whole body was humming with need and the ugly dark inside her was becoming extremely restless. She looked over to the office wondering if she could just go and knock on the door. She decided against that it was so damn loud there’s no way he would hear but he might see her. She wasn’t gonna stand around all night at the door waiting for him to notice her plus the entrance was slightly raised and people would see her there. She looked over the crowd and spotted Slick again. Seeing as how Mr Green Eyes wasn't showing up maybe she'd confront her little tattle tale friend.

She approached Slick and waited for him to notice her. He glanced up smile plastered on his face till he noticed her expression then he got serious quick. "Hey Nikki listen about last week. Sorry I didn't wanna get involved you’re a big girl and all but Cole is not someone you wanna mess around with."  She continued to glare at him so he kept on talking "I didn't give Tex details, I only told him enough info to make him aware that you were getting into something you shouldn't." Seems like everyone else could make the decision about what she needed, what was best for her, except her. "Why is it that you guys all think you know what the fuck I do or don't need to be doing? None of you have any fucking idea what it is I want or need. What I need is for all of you to stay the fuck out of my shit." Slick stepped closer to her and she clenched her hands into fists at her side. Where was trouble when she needed it? She glanced up at the office again to find Roger standing outside the door his eyes locked on her a mobile phone to his ear. "You don't know the guy Nikki. He's into some serious shit, shit you don't want to get involved in. Shit that is not good for you. You've already peaked his interest and he doesn't give up easy. When he wants something he gets it." Her eyes came back to Slick. If it was the sex shit well she already had an inkling of the sort of thing he was into. If he meant dodgy business well that shit was neither her business nor her worry. But she wanted know what he had to say. "Really and what is it that he's into that’s so not good for me Slick. You tell me and then maybe I can make the decision for my damn self." Slick took another step towards her putting his body close to hers but not enough that he was touching her. Then he froze. "Yeah Slick why don’t you tell her what I’m into? Should be interesting."

Her body automatically responded to Cole's growling voice a shiver passing through her. He was at her back close enough she could feel his warmth on her body. Nikki kept her eyes on Slick even though her mind and body were clearly tuned to the man behind her. She looked up at the office to see Roger putting away his phone and disappearing into the office. Cole was the first to break the silence "I think Nikki was clear when she stated you don't know what she needs. What you need to do is get out of my club" Slick looked at her with pleading eyes. Nikki shook her head at him. "Leave it alone Slick. You said yourself I'm a big girl now I can make my own judgments and who I spend my time with is none of your concern. What you need to be concerned with is your livelihood and your responsibilities and keeping your nose out of places where it isn't wanted. Got it?" Slick stared at her then shook his head. "Right point taken. Just looking out for an old friend I'll mind my own business from here on out." Cole stepped to her back pressing himself against her. "You’re done for tonight and if you know what's good for you and your business you will stick to that statement. Do we understand each other?" Slick looked to Cole his eyes full of contempt "Yeah we do." Slick left the club without giving them a second glance. Cole kept his place at her back and leaned into her "So you know what you need do you angel?” his voice was a husky growl “And what would that be?" She turned around to face him and pressed her body to his "I need you." He raised his eyebrows at her "You need me to what angel?" Images rushed through her mind. Her cuffed to a bench while Cole took her forcefully from behind, her bound and blindfolded on her knees while he took her mouth, her tied standing spread eagled while he spanked her with a paddle, Cole sinking his teeth into her flesh and marking her. Her skin tingled and her breathing grew heavier. She ached for him to hurt her. "I want you to.... I need you to" she couldn't find the words.

His face changed his eyes going from freezing to fire. He pressed himself against her, her hands going straight to his chest and she got her first real feel of the hard muscle that lay beneath that suit. His hand snaked round her waist pinning one of her arms to her side and grasping the other so she couldn't move either of them. His other hand came up into her hair. His mouth was at her ear and his voice came husky "You need me to make you hurt and good." The hand in her hair yanked. Hard. That caught her by surprise and she gasped at the pain but didn't struggle, he was right. She wanted to hurt and she wanted it badly. He pulled back and gave her his eyes searching her face for conformation. She knew what he would see her eyes dark with arousal and her face soft with relief. He had his answer. The hard edge came back "Come with me." He released her only to grasp her hand and drag her through the deep shadows at the edge of the club. "Wait!" He swung around immediately pushing her up against the nearest wall the force causing her eyes to close. She needed this so bad everything inside her screamed at her to go with him now. But did she really know what she was asking him to do? Did he? His hand came to her chin "Look at me." There was that tone again, no argument. Her eyes opened to his scrutinizing stare. Cole drew in a deep breath. "I can see the darkness in your eyes, you’re drowning in it. You keep your mind and your hands busy with work, with drink, with guys so you don't have to feel. You've got scars where you dig your nails into your palms because your hands and mind were idle too long. You've probably got them other places too. All you want is to get clear of that shit festering inside you. Am I right?"