Soldiers of Chaos- Chaos Abounds: Book 1 in the Soldiers of Chaos series (17 page)

She heard the whoosh then felt the searing pain of something biting into the flesh of her ass. Her body jerked forward with the blow and the weights attached to her nipples swung out from her body stretching them further. The sound that came out from behind her teeth was half grunt half growl. It wasn't like the belt where the contact was spread against a wider area of skin. This was pin pointed on a smaller streak of flesh and it burned, like the knife had burned, like he'd cut her open even though she knew he didn't. The second blow struck across her thighs and she growled through gritted teeth. This was so much worse she didn't know if she could suffer this without screaming or worse crying. She breathed deeply and harshly in through her nose out through her mouth trying to get control of herself. She shook her head and steeled herself for the next blow. The strikes came slow each one hitting her in a different spot. He'd wait long enough for her to begin to relax then the next blow would come. She lost track of how many blows she suffered her mind drifting through a fog of pain. She felt nothing else, knew nothing else but the intense agony swamping her. When he finally stopped she was slow to come out of the haze and when she did she wished she'd stayed there.

She was still gripping the bar above her head and her hands were cramped, locked into position around the bar. Her jaw ached from the constant clench of her teeth. Her limbs burned from standing stretched out with her muscles tensed. Her nipples stung from the pull and stretch they'd been treated to. But nothing compared to her thighs and ass. The pain and heat that radiated from that part of her body could warm the entire room she was sure. She hoped she hadn't screamed but she had no recollection of whether she did or not. She felt Cole's bodily warmth at her front his breath in her ear. "You are incredible Angel. Like nothing and no one before." She felt his naked chest against hers, his hard cock pressed against her stomach, his arm around her waist. He slid down her body till she felt the tip of him slip between her wet folds. How did that happen? Clearly her body decided it would react as it pleased without her mind present. "And you're all mine" he growled into her ear and pushed up with one swift stroke lighting her insides instantly. He was relentless in his pounding of her body cementing his claim on her with every stroke. He owned her body and he owned that dark ugly part of her that fed off his aggressive handling. It reveled in his punishment and his abuse. As she reached the brink of orgasm her body held their too tense and strained to crash over the edge. She wanted to growl with frustration she thought she might've when Cole quickly followed that thought with a command "Come Angel" his voice sounding strained. Then he bit her hard on the flesh of her shoulder above her collar bone stifling a groan and that was what pushed her over. She let her mind go to slip into that hazy state of pain and pleasure mixed together. It dragged her deep into the black and readily she went to it. Cole was saying something to her, something she couldn't make out through the fuzz and then there was nothing.

Her phone was ringing somewhere. Nikki reached out blindly searching for the noise. Her hand brushed against it then it stopped. She relaxed back down onto the pillow. She was lying on her stomach her head turned to the side. She opened one eye and peered around the room. She wasn't in the playroom anymore, she was in a bedroom. She shifted slightly on the bed and her body protested the pain radiating out from where Cole had struck her. Shit what time was it? She grabbed her phone and it began ringing again. She slid her finger across the screen "Hello." "Where are you Nikki? You've been gone awhile and the boys are getting restless." It was Slick. "I'm in Cole's suite give me a little bit and I'll be down." She glanced around looking for her clothes then she remembered she'd let Cole destroy them. Shit. She'd have to steal some of Cole's clothes. "I might need another half hour can you stall them a little." She shifted towards the edge of the bed wincing as she moved. How the hell was she gonna ride? "I'm gonna need to ride with you I've had too much to drink I can't ride my bike. I'll come back and pick it up tomorrow." It was a bad excuse but it would have to do and it certainly won't explain the change in clothing or the fact she was gonna be walking funny. "Ok Nikki I'll give you thirty but after that you're on your own." She hung up the phone and scooted awkwardly off the bed and into a standing position. The bedroom door opened "You're awake Angel? I was just coming to put some more ointment on your marks and to give you these." Cole strode towards her with her boots and some clothes in his hands. "I've gotta go." He nodded at her then placed the clothes on the bed. On top of the pile was a small tub. He picked it up and motioned for her to turn around. She turned back to face the bed and waited. The room filled with a deafening silence. Nikki turned her head to look at Cole. He stood still his eyes fixed on the marks he'd made on her body. His eyes came to hers and she saw that same look, admiration, awe, love? Her heart skipped a beat. No, stop it. Do not go there. She turned her head not wanting to see the intense emotions cycling through that man and not wanting to acknowledge her own. She would not get emotionally involved with Cole, she couldn't.

Cole dropped to his knees behind her and began to apply the ointment. His hands were gentle almost reverent as he soothed her tight heated skin. After a few moments she felt her skin begin to loosen up and cool down. "I don't think I'll be able to ride home. I'm going to have to leave my bike here and catch a lift with Slick. I'll come and pick it up tomorrow." He stopped his movements but kept his hands on her "I'll get it moved to my private parking in the underground." He placed his lips gently on her battered ass then rose up behind her. "I got these for you to wear home and I'll replace those clothes for you." She wasn't worried about the clothes. "It's fine don't worry about it" she said shaking her head. "No I insist and I'll have them for you tomorrow when you come to pick up your bike." She nodded at him and felt him move away from her. Nikki picked up the clothes he'd brought for her. A pair of black leggings and a dark purple, sleeveless chiffon top with loose-layered ruffles down the centre. Not her style but she wasn't going to complain. She bent in an attempt to pull on the leggings and her body protested in pain. "Here let me do that" Cole took the leggings from her and knelt before her. She placed her hands on his shoulders and looked down at him. Nikki didn't know why but she couldn't shake the strange feeling spreading through her, maybe it was because he was being gentle with her. She slid her feet into the leggings and Cole slowly dragged them up her legs. Then he placed a new pair of stocking socks and her boots on her feet. She let go of his shoulders and reached for the top but Cole beat her to it. He stood and slid the top over her head holding it in place while she pushed her arms through then slid it the rest of the way down her torso. His hands stayed at her waist as he stared into her eyes, definitely something happening here.

"Can I have that file now?" Nikki broke the moment with her question. A flash of disappointment showed in Cole's eyes "Yes of course." He turned away from her and she followed slowly behind him the movement too painful for her to manage much of a pace. He slid the file off the kitchen counter and walked her out to the lobby. He offered the file to her and she grasped one edge but he didn't let go. "Stay with me tomorrow night." It was a command not a question. She didn't know if she could handle any more of his attentions just the thought made her afflictions throb. "You have to come back to get your bike anyway. So come around seven we'll have dinner. I can attend to your marks and I want to discuss a few things. Then you can stay." Nikki looked up into his face. He looked uncertain like maybe he wasn't sure he should be asking her or maybe he just wasn't sure how she'd answer. "Okay." Fuck where had that come from? Even Cole looked surprised. This was not meant to be a relationship and sleep overs definitely suggested relationship. Did she really want to stay the night with him? She searched inside herself for some indication of what she was doing here. Quickly pushing aside the emotions moving through her she decided she did want to stay if only for the fact that she needed a break from the boys and she'd be safe here. Denial was a beautiful thing. It was gonna be difficult to give the boys the slip she'd have to get creative. "Ok well I'll see you tomorrow at seven. Do you want me to escort you back downstairs?" "No that's fine I'll make my own way down Slick will meet me in the lobby." He let go of the file and cupped her face with both hands. One hand slid around into her hair using it to yank her head back. He stared into her eyes for what felt like forever. She wasn't sure what he found there but it satisfied him a smile forming before he took her mouth in that fierce way that he did. After he'd kissed her breathless he stepped back away from her "Till tomorrow night then Angel." He scanned his card and pressed the lobby button. She nodded her ascent as the doors closed between them.

The ride back to the compound with Slick had been silent and uncomfortable. She spent the time sifting through the info Cole had given her. The file was extensive she wouldn’t have been surprised if whoever put this file together knew the last place the guy took a dump. As they'd pulled up Slick told her she'd have to do a better job of hiding the fact that she was walking rather stiffly. He didn't ask why and she didn’t offer an explanation. What she did do was suck it up grit her teeth and walk normally through the clubhouse and straight into the board room. The boys were already there along with King, Reaper and several of the other brothers. She threw the file onto the table and sat in a chair off to the side. She didn't sit at the table, no woman ever had they don't get a vote; she was damn lucky to sit in the room and only got to do that because she pulled her weight when it came to club business. Not that it mattered the boys always took her opinion on board when they put forward their vote and so her voice was heard through them. "What's this?" King looked at her quizzically. "That is everything we need to know about my friend Lenny. Every place he's ever lived, worked, ate, slept. Every friend he's ever had, every girl he's ever dated or fucked. Everything shy of whether he folds or scrunches." "Where did you get this?" Tex raised an eyebrow at her. "From a friend. Don't ask." Tex's eyes got wider "You got friends these days" making air quotes with his fingers as he said the word friends. "Bad ass Nikki Jones has got friends. Friends we don't ask about." "Fuck up Tex. You think after all this time working with the club the girl wouldn't make a few friends. We all got friends. Now can we get back to the issue at hand?" King held his hand out for the file. "And move the fuck over let that girl in to the table."

Nikki would've smiled if it didn't hurt so much to move instead she gave Tex the finger behind her back as she shifted into the table. King opened up the file and looked through the info. "You certainly do have some friends very thorough ones too." He looked up at Nikki "You been through this?" "Yeah briefly." "And?" "Well we know he's not gonna be at his house and his friends there are the guys that attacked me and they are all dead. No family left alive except for a much older half-brother who's doing time for rape and murder. Guess that shit runs in the family. So I say we check the half-brother’s last known address and any friends he may have on the outside still. Plus we check all the dive hotels and bars around those areas. He's got to be holed up somewhere when he's not following me around everywhere. Although personally I think him following me is the best chance we have of finding him." Trace piped up then "We are not using you as bait Nikki there's no way in hell we are putting you at risk like that." "Don't see that I have much option here Trace. I brought this shit to the doorstep I need to take responsibility for that shit and the best way to do it is to get this guy out of the way and quick." King stood up. "She's right he's coming for her one way or another and that's gonna be our best bet of finding him. Nikki I don't want any of this shit coming across the rest of the club's business so I'm sorry honey but you're off everything till we get this guy. Tex, Trace you guys are with her. Right now we divvy up these locations between some of the brothers. They scout only. I want this prick myself you understand." A round of nods concluded the meeting for everyone.

Nikki walked away from the table wondering how the hell she'd give them the slip for tomorrow night. It was the early hours of the morning, she was tired, she was pissed off and she was sore as hell and yet she couldn't help but feel in control of herself for the first time in months. This is what Marcus Cole gave her. The ability to shut off that shit inside her to separate from her emotions and what was going on around her. Then Tex stepped in to view and she knew she should have a go at him but she couldn't be bothered. "Whatever just let it go. Are we staying here or going home?" He sighed "Staying here it's easier." She nodded and began walking down the hallway to her room. "I noticed you came back with Slick. Where's your bike?" She paused outside her door. "I left it there had too much to drink. Don't worry it's in the parking garage. I’ll get a ride with Slick tomorrow night and pick it up I told him I owe him a night out for his troubles so I'm gonna hang with him might be a late one or an early one depending on how you look at it." "So Slick now?" She shook her head at him "Don't Tex." "What happened to your rich boyfriend?" For crying out loud. "He's not my boyfriend ok. He was a fuck, a damn good one but a fuck none the less. Last time I checked we weren't in a relationship and I can fuck whoever the hell I please." "What the fuck is wrong with you Nikki? You're running around throwing yourself at whoever the fuck will pay you any attention?" She wasn’t gonna bite. "You’re behaving exactly like Melanie." Oh fuck no he did not just compare her to that slag. "Are you fucking serious right now? You did not just compare me to her. Right so you and Trace fuck whoever you please whenever you please and that’s perfectly acceptable but if I fuck someone other than you two I'm all of a sudden a piece of ass. Please Tex I'm not into this chauvinistic bullshit your spouting and neither are you. What's the real problem?"