The Queen of Carnage

by Wright, Candice

  “Fuck me, Halo, hard and fast. I want to feel you inside me.” The smirk slips off his face, only to be replaced with a feral expression of need. He reaches over to the bedside table and snags a condom, ripping it open with his teeth before sliding it on his impressive but thankfully slightly smaller than Orion’s length. Halo kisses me softly as he nudges his cock at my entrance. He slides his tongue into my mouth and surges inside me. I can taste myself on his lips, making me feel wanton and wild. He pulls almost all the way out before surging in again and again. His strokes are slow but forceful. Each thrust pushes me back into Orion who is pinching my nipples and licking up the side of my neck.

  “Oh, god, faster, Halo.” I try to tip my hips up to meet his thrusts but Orion lifts his thighs, preventing me from moving.

  “You will take exactly what I give you until you admit you belong to us,” Halo tells me, making me squirm and mewl like a newborn kitten. I’m so close to the edge I just need a little bit more.

  “Please, please, please, Halo,” I beg.

  “Say it, Luna.” He thrusts into me hard, bumping something inside me that makes my legs spasm.

  “Say ‘I belong to you.’” He holds still inside me, letting me know he has all the power to let me come and the power to take it away. He rests his forehead against mine, his arms shaking with the restraint he’s showing.

  “Say it,” he whispers, making me realize something. He doesn’t just want this, he needs it. He needs me.

  “I belong to you,” I whisper. His eyes blaze for a second before his lips devour mine as he begins hammering into me. Orion slips his hand down between us and strums my clit, setting off an explosion within me. I clamp down hard on Halo and scream my release into his mouth, capturing his roar when he comes just after.

  “Jesus.” Halo collapses flat on his back. I’m not given any time to recover. I find myself pushed over on top of Halo, my sensitive breasts brushing against his heaving chest and my hair falling around us, curtaining us away from the rest of the room. He kisses me softly, completely at odds with the wild biker from a second ago. I don’t have time to think about it as Orion slides inside me. I grunt at the invasion. Despite the fucking I just received from Halo, Orion’s sheer size pushes my body’s boundaries to the limit. I break the kiss, unable to concentrate on anything other than breathing. Orion thrusts become erratic, shoving me forward a little, which lines my breast up with Halo’s mouth. Not one to miss an opportunity when it’s presented to him, he snags a nipple between his teeth.

  “Oh god.” There’s something about a pinch of pain that always seems to enhance my pleasure.

  “Come now, cherub!” Orion orders as I feel him pulse inside me. Halo takes that as his queue to bite down on my nipple. Hard. Motherfucker. My orgasm crashes over me, stealing the last of my energy and sanity along with it. I collapse on top of Halo and vow I shall remain here for the rest of my days.

  “Tell my brothers I love them,” I manage to croak out

  Halo chuckles underneath me. “Not sure now is the best time to talk about your brothers, sugar.”

  “I’m dying. It might be the only chance I get.”

  Orion laughs as he pulls out of me, making me groan. “You’re not dying, cherub. Not now that we’re finally getting shit sorted out.”

  “Don’t be so sure about that. I saw a white light there for a second and I’m pretty sure I just had an out-of-body experience.” They both laugh at me again. Assholes.

  “I need you to roll off me for a sec, sugar, so I can get rid of this condom,” Halo says softly.

  “M’kay,” I mumble, burrowing further into his chest.

  “Sweet after sex. I’ll have to remember that.” I can hear the smile in his voice. I haven’t got the heart to tell him it’s because I’m too shattered to flip him off.

  “I got her.” Strong arms lift me and cradle me so Halo can slip out from beneath me.

  “Shower, cherub?”

  “Is sleeping all day an option?” I ask, hoping he says yes.

  “’Fraid not. We’ve got shit to do and we need to sit down and have a chat.” And just like that my glow starts to dim.

  “Yeah, shower sounds good.” He carries me into the bathroom and places me down on my feet, leaning forward to start the shower.

  “I’ll leave you to it. I’ll go use the other bathroom after Halo is done to give you five minutes to breathe by yourself, okay?” I nod, not sure what else to say. He bends and kisses my forehead.

  “We’ll figure shit out, cherub. Don’t worry so much.” He turns and walks away, showing me a glimpse of that sexy ass of his. My libido wakes up and starts shaking her hips. I smack the bitch upside the head and climb into the shower, turning the water to cool. I freshen up and rinse off before climbing out and snagging the world's smallest towel. A quick search shows no more towels but I do find a spare toothbrush. I dry myself as best I can on the scrap of material and brush my teeth. My hair is dripping down my back by the time I’m finished and there is no way this towel is going to cut it. I sigh and head out the door, hoping one of the guys can help. I let out a startled scream when I find Gage looking at the bed. He turns when he hears me. His eyes move up my legs to the apex of my thighs, pausing for a second before continuing to my breasts and finally connecting with my eyes.

  “Is it my turn now?” he sneers, making me itch to cover myself up but I refuse to let this asshole make me feel ashamed.

  “You have nothing I want, Gage, besides a towel,” I say with a nonchalant shrug of my shoulders.

  “Hey, Luna, how…” Halo trails off when he sees me and Gage in a weird kind of standoff.

  “Hey, Gage. How’d it go?” Orion walks in behind Halo with a towel in his hand. I walk over to him and take it before wrapping it around my body. Fuck my dripping hair.

  Gage rubs a hand over his face and sits on the end of the bed. “It’s sorted out for now. Luna was under our protection so it was Pipe’s fault for starting shit. At least that was the general consensus. There are still some pissed off assholes that wanted retribution but King sorted it out. The other chapters are heading out today anyway. King said to tell you to get your asses up there to see them off.”

  Halo and Orion both nod, looking relieved. I hate to think what retribution would have been dished out otherwise.

  I grab my clothes from where I left them last night and take them into the bathroom with me. I forego underwear. Nobody needs to be wearing day-old panties. That’s just nasty. I pull on my jeans, bra, and tank but don’t bother with any of my jewelry, sliding it into my pocket instead. I use the towel to squeeze the extra moisture out of my hair and give it a finger comb to separate the curls a little. This is about as good as it’s going to get, I’m afraid.

  I open the door and listen to them talking quietly to each other, oblivious to the fact I can hear them.

  “All I’m saying, guys, is I’m not convinced she’s the one,” Gage mutters.

  “Yeah, we know but we agreed it was majority rules. You were the one who picked Jules and I hated that bitch from the start,” Halo tells him. Who the fuck is Jules?

  “Yeah, and look how that turned out. She was only in it for a good time. When the summer was over, she left to marry some yuppie asshole from the city.”

  “This Luna chick screams high maintenance. Do you really think she’s going to be happy slumming it with a trio of fucking bikers? Wake up, Halo. We’d be better off training a club whore. At least she would know what she was doing and know when to keep her mouth shut.”

  “Jesus, Gage. You really want to swap Luna for a club whore? I think you’ve taken one too many blows to the head lately. I don’t mind sharing with you guys but I don’t want to share pussy with the rest of the damn club,” Orion snaps at him. Ha, you go, Orion.

  “It’s never stopped you before,” Gage quips. Ah, balls. Orion, you suck.

  “There’s a big difference between dipping my wick so I can get off for the night and making someone my ol
d lady,” he tells him, pacing back and forth in front of the bed before turning back to Gage.

  “You just need to fuck her already. Trust me, you’ll get where I’m coming from then.”

  Oh, I’m going to murder Orion in his sleep.

  “It will take more than a golden snatch to convince me. She is too fucking soft and doesn’t know her place. She isn’t cut out for this world and I don’t want to waste my time when we could be working on someone else.” I count to ten in my head and when that doesn’t work, I count to twenty, trying to talk myself down from shooting Gage in the face.

  “Well, I like her and it’s got nothing to do with her pussy.” Okay, Halo, you are now officially my favorite.

  “I mean, sure, it’s snug as fuck even after she’s been stretched out by this fucker.” He laughs, hitting Orion in the chest.

  Stretched out! Stretched out! I’m going to kill everyone. Murder. Kill. Die. A red haze descends over my eyes.

  “But she is also funny, sweet, caring and so fucking beautiful I have to blink before I’m blinded by it. I swear to Christ, it’s like looking at the sun.” Okay, maybe I won’t kill Halo. Today at least.

  “Fine, I’ll give her a shot. It’s one month. If it doesn’t work out or I still don’t like her, then we move on. This chick better be able to suck like a fucking Hoover after the headache she’s given me. I don’t want to have to go and find Stacey afterward or it defeats the point in having a house mouse in the first place.”

  They both nod and agree, like shopping for a woman is an everyday occurrence for them.

  So wait, if Gage decides to vote me off the island, they’ll toss me aside and go find someone else, regardless of my feelings toward them? I don’t fucking think so.

  I push the door open hard, making it slam against the wall behind it. All three of them freeze before slowly turning to face me. I ignore them, walking over to the side of the bed where I left my boots last night. I slip them on as the silence stretches out between us all. I grab my jacket and shrug it on, pulling my hair free of the collar before walking past them.

  I just make it to the door before my arm is snagged, tugging me back.

  “Let go of my arm.” My voice doesn’t shake, it’s threaded with steel and determination.

  “Luna, wait a second—” I look at Halo. Whatever he sees makes him let go of my arm and sigh.

  “Come on, cherub. You’re overreacting,” Orion tries to cajole. If I could start a fire with my eyes alone, Orion would be nothing more than a pile of ash right now.

  “Just let her go. She doesn’t want to be here anyway,” Gage tells them with scorn in his voice.

  “Your manipulations won’t work on me, Gage. What, you think if you twist things enough I’ll start questioning myself? Start agreeing you’re right and I’m wrong so I will… what? Try to prove myself to you?” He doesn’t say anything but I don’t miss the tick of his jaw.

  I step right up to him, between his spread thighs where he sits, and lean down so my face is inches from his.

  “Better men have tried and failed. I have nothing to prove to you, any of you. Loyalty shouldn’t just be given blindly, it should be earned. In your attempt to decide if I was worthy of yours, you failed to notice you are not worthy of mine.” I stand up and head to the door again but they don’t try to stop me. Probably realizing this time they had pushed me too far.

  “Chose better next time, boys, but a word of advice. You might want to take a long hard look in the mirror and decide how deserving of loyalty you are.”

  With that parting shot, I walk out the door and through the sitting room, snagging my bag from the table as I pass it. Out in the blazing summer sun, I close my eyes and tip my head back, soaking in the rays and letting go of the last of my anger. What’s the point? They had their shot. They blew it. I’m not going to be that girl. The one who cries over what could have been. Nah, I have my ways of getting over shit like this. At least I can say I got some pretty spectacular sex out of it all. If nothing else, it will be material for my finger vault. But treating me as an option leaves me with no other choice than to walk away.

  I figure I have about ten minutes before they come out to see if I’ve calmed down. They know I’m in heels in the middle of nowhere without my truck, so I’m betting they think they have just enough time to come up with a new plan of action while I cool off. Silly boys. I swing the keys around my finger that I picked up with my bag on the way out and head over to Gage’s cherry red bike. I swing my foot against the kickstand while holding on to the handlebars and silently push the bike toward the end of the road. It wouldn’t do to alert them to my plan, now, would it? The heavy bike crunches over the gravel as I finally make it to the road.

  See, when Orion asked if my brothers rode, it never dawned on him to ask if I did. All these guys see is the girly clothes and the big blonde curls before making up their mind about me. If they only knew. I climb onto the bike and slip the helmet from the handlebars over my head. The bike is a little bigger than I’m used to but I can make it work. I start the engine and tear out of there, leaving behind a tiny piece of myself in the process and unknowingly taking a tiny piece of them with me.

  Chapter Eight

  Two months later

  I shut the door to Megan’s shop behind me and slip my bag off my shoulder so I can hunt for the keys to my truck, which always sink to the bottom. Out of the corner of my eye, I spot the bike parked across the street beside the coffee shop and sigh. Well, doesn’t that just make an already shitty day worse. I hook my keys with my finger and quickly unlock Gramps’s old truck before climbing in and sitting with the bag on my lap. I slip my hand back inside, palm my gun, and wait. I don’t have to wait long before the passenger door opens and a big burly biker with black eyes stands there, glaring at me. Now I might have been lenient if it had been Rebel or Gecko but it’s just my luck it’s Gage and, unfortunately for him, I’m not feeling very charitable.

  I pull the gun, flick the safety off, and point it at his head. I cock the trigger, the distinctive sound making him freeze. He swallows hard as he takes me in and I swear for a split second I see relief flash through his eyes before he masks it.

  “What are you doing here, Gage?”

  “Do you want to put that thing away first?” he asks, with a deep and rough voice.

  “Not really, no. Now tell me what the fuck you’re doing here.”

  “Where have you been, Luna? And what the fuck are you wearing?” A little of the fire I’ve come to associate with him begins to bleed through as his eyes rove over the exposed skin of my stomach that my little black crop top and skinny jeans leave bare. The long gray shirt I had hastily pulled on over the top is wide open and offering little protection from Pervy Mcpervisson.

  “My eyes are up here and if you keep answering my questions with questions, I’m going to shoot you just for the fun of it,” I snap, making his lip twitch before he can stop it.

  He rubs his hand over his face before indicating the seat beside me. I look at him incredulously. On a scale of one to ten, how dumb does this guy think I am?

  I don’t answer him but I move my aim from his head to his dick. He sighs but steps back a little. I guess his dick is more important to him than his head. What a shocker.

  “You just left, Luna, not telling a soul you were leaving.”

  “Not sure it would have been much of a getaway if I had told you three I was leaving. I’m sure you were so cut up about it you called my name while bouncing Stacey up and down on your dick.” I roll my eyes at him.

  Gage glares at me but carries on when I wave the gun at him.

  “The agreement was that you stayed for thirty days and you broke it.”

  “I was supposed to be safe there, Gage, but you guys made it perfectly clear I was always going to be expendable.” He shakes his head but doesn’t deny it because we both know I’m right.

  “You need to come back. You need to honor the agreement.”

  I t
hrow my head back and laugh. “It’s funny you should mention honor.” His jaw flexes again, this time in anger. “Give me one good reason why I would ever willingly put myself in that kind of situation again?”

  “King’s sick, really sick and Orion is losing his mind. He needs you, Luna.” Well, fuck. Orion is an asshat but King kind of grew on me like a fungus or something.

  “What’s wrong with him?” I lower the gun a little but make sure he keeps the distance between us.

  “I just told you, his father is sick.” He cocks his head at me in confusion when I swing the gun back up to his head. I forgot how much this guy gets on my last fucking nerve.

  “King, you asshole. What’s wrong with King?” I say through my clenched teeth. He looks over my shoulder for a split second and though it tells me everything I need to know, I’m too late to maneuver out of the way. My door is yanked open a second before something comes crashing down onto the back of my head. I crumple in my seat like I’m made of paper, only missing conking my head on the steering wheel because I’m shoved over toward the passenger seat and into Gage’s waiting arms. I try to blink the fuzziness away as I feel blood trickle down the back of my neck, just so I can catch a glimpse of the man I’m going to kill.

  Kibble looks down at me with no expression on his face whatsoever but it’s enough to ingrain itself into my memory. I won’t forget, even as the blackness pulls me under, I vow.

  I drift in and out, catching snippets of conversation before drifting off again. I can tell I’m in the front of the truck still, even without opening my eyes. I can hear Gage and Kibble arguing but I can’t make out their words, only their harsh tone. I wake again when I hear the screech of a metal gate. I wince as I crack my eyes open a little to see both bikers looking out the window, oblivious to me, so I take a second to hit the GPS on my watch and an SOS. Unfortunately, I know my brothers are on a mission in the middle of bumfuck nowhere at the moment. They won’t get this until they’re already halfway home so I’m going to have to wait this shit out for a little while. But they will come for me, and when they do, these bikers are going to be in for a rude awakening.