Flash (Iron Thunder MC Book 2)

by Kasey Krane

  I stepped out of the common room and headed for the bar. That was where I’d seen Allegra last and hoped to find her there still. I was on my phone, scrolling through some of the texts my informants had sent me. None of them had been successful in finding valid information on the Silver Knights.

  But when I looked up, it felt like my jaw physically hit the floor.

  The first sight to greet me was that of Allegra perched on a prospect’s knee. I stopped in my tracks, staring at them, in complete disbelief of what I was seeing.

  She looked completely different now, so different that for a moment I wasn’t sure if it was even her. She had very bright makeup on her face. A pink lipstick that had the hue of cotton candy. Some green stuff around her eyes that clashed with the brilliant blue of her gaze. She’d tied her hair up untidily in a top knot. Her shirt was knotted up around her bra, revealing pretty much all of her torso. Even though she was sitting, I could see her jeans were hanging low. Very low.

  What the actual fuck?

  The guy whose lap she was sitting on was a young prospect I hadn’t interacted with much. I couldn’t even recall his name.

  He was on a barstool and Allegra was on his left knee, clutching him with her arms around his neck. He had his face very close up to hers. He was saying something…raunchy. I could tell from the way Allegra’s lips curled in a forceful laugh.

  I just stood there, glaring at them with fire bursting out from both my ears. He raised a hand and I watched him place it on her bare waist. He was touching her. Where else had he touched her already?

  I charged at them before I knew what I was doing. A loud war cry erupted from my throat. I was like a bull with a waving red flag in front of my eyes. I wanted to kill him.

  How dare he touch her? How dare he put his grimy hands on her?

  I lunged at him and bunched up my fist. It landed on his jaw, knocking him back off the stool. Allegra squealed and jumped up from his knee in time. The guy was lying on his back on the floor, covering his face with both hands for protection.

  I reached down and grabbed him by his collar. Around us, I could sense the chattering had stopped. Everyone was looking, but nobody was going to step in. I was in a position of power and respect in this Club. This dickhead was not.

  “Flash! What are you doing?” It was Allegra, shouting behind me. I had lifted the prospect off the floor by his collar, breathing hotly on his face, snarling at him like a wild animal. “Flash! Stop!”

  I looked at her over my shoulder. She was standing a few paces behind us, with Sophie beside her. Her cheeks were red, her hair had come undone, and she was staring at me—begging me with her eyes.

  “What the fuck do you think you are doing dressed like that?” I snarled at her.

  Allegra’s shoulders rose and fell. She had her mouth wide open but it seemed like she couldn’t speak for a moment.

  “Please, Flash, let him go. This is not his fault,” she said. Her voice was like a murmur, but everyone could hear her.

  “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I growled. I released the prospect and he crashed back to the floor. I turned to Allegra fully now, wanting to face her head-on.

  She took a few steps back and I went further toward her. She wasn’t going anywhere till I got some answers.

  “I can do whatever I want. You’re not my keeper,” she snapped. Her voice was sizzling, and her chin was up.

  “You are in my Clubhouse. This is my territory. The ground you stand on right now belongs to me, so you better have a good explanation for this.” I was breathing heavily as I spoke, coming toward her.

  She gulped but her nostrils flared. I could see she was trying to stay strong. She was strong. I had to hand it to her. Most other chicks would have broken down in tears by now, but not her.

  “I don’t have to give you an explanation for my actions. I’ll leave if that’s what you want. I’ll go now,” she said proudly.

  I was standing directly over her, staring down into her glorious blue eyes.

  “You’re going nowhere till I let you leave.”

  She rolled her eyes and looked away from me. “What are you going to do? Lock me up?”

  I had to clench my fists to control the sizzling anger she’d ignited in me. I never let chicks get under my skin like this, but there was something about this one. She knew exactly how to push my buttons and which ones to play with.

  Her little heart-shaped mouth was pursed firmly shut. Didn’t she realize I wanted to fuck her when she looked at me like that?

  But everyone was looking. We were making a fuckin’ scene.

  “So what is it going to be, Flash? Are you going to lock me up?” She was pushing it, further and further. I lunged for her and she squealed. Picking her up in one quick sweep, I slung her over my shoulder. She banged her fists on my back and thrashed her legs about, but it was going to be no trouble for me to keep her under control. I overpowered her easily.

  “Maybe that’s exactly what you need,” I grunted, just loud enough for both of us to hear. I carried her out of the main bar and headed for the stairs. She didn’t stop shouting and squirming, trying to get out of my grip. But she was going nowhere.

  Allegra fought me the whole way up the stairs and to my room. She struggled in my arms, screaming for me to let her go. But I needed answers. I needed to know why she was dressed like this. What she was doing flirting with a prospect at the bar. Why didn’t she just wait for me?

  I flung her down on the bed and that was when she finally stopped. She seemed out of breath but just lay still, staring up at me. I took a few steps away from her. By now, I’d managed to calm myself too. I wasn’t a raging wild bull anymore.

  “What the fuck is going on with you, woman?” I growled. She gulped and then slowly started to sit up in bed.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about. What makes you think you know anything about me? What makes you think you can dictate my actions?”

  “You’re dressed like a fuckin’ stripper!” I snapped, raising my voice to her again. I didn’t want us to fight. I wanted this fuckin’ argument to end—but seeing her back there, with another man’s hands all over her—had given me a sudden new perspective.

  It was like she was breathing fire.

  “At least I’ve just dressed like one,” she replied.

  “What is that supposed to mean?”

  “I know what your reputation is here, Flash. I know exactly what you do.”

  “What are you talking about?”

  “You slept with Sophie. Not once but many times. And she’s not the only girl around here you’ve brought up to this bed.”

  I glared at her with my brows furrowed. This stuff had nothing to do with her.

  “So fuckin’ what?” I growled.

  “So what? So you brought me back to this place. Gave me a key to your room and expected me to wait for you…when I mean…I am just another chick you’ve picked up for the night.”

  “I am trying to keep you safe here.”

  “Yes, thank you, for the favor. I will forever be grateful to you for saving my life.” She didn’t sound very grateful now.

  I went toward her and she turned her face away from me.

  “Well, you’re right. I didn’t bring you back here just to keep you safe from your ex. I want you in my bed.”

  “I don’t want to be in this bed. This is the last place I want to be. I can’t stand the thought of you…with all those other women.”

  I scooped her up in my arms again. I held her close to me. She searched my eyes but kept her mouth pursed close.

  “So you did this to piss me off? Get my attention?” I asked. She didn’t reply. “Well congratulations. You have my attention.”

  She was still burning with rage. I could see that. I knew I would need to do more to calm her down. I needed her to be calm.

  “We don’t have to be in this bed tonight, if that’s not what you want,” I said.

  “So where will we go?�
�� she asked.

  “I have an idea.”

  “Have you taken the others there too?”

  “Will you shut up and just let me surprise you?” I grunted and pinned her even tighter to myself.

  10

  Allegra

  I was still angry. I hadn’t forgiven him for the stuff Sophie had told me about him. Despite the fact that I only knew this man for a little more than a day and I had no claim on him, I couldn’t help but feel jealous of all the other women who had got to sleep with him.

  But now he was carrying me out of the Clubhouse. We were headed for the parking lot where his bike was parked.

  I didn’t want to ask him too many questions because I had a feeling I wasn’t getting any answers from him.

  Something overtook me to act that way. To put on the makeup and try and lure other men. I guess I wanted to make Flash jealous, to make him feel like he had to work for me. But why?

  What were we doing? Why did it matter?

  He made me sit on his bike behind him and I wrapped my arms around him. The truth was I felt happiest and most carefree when we were riding together. When I had him this close to me. I breathed in the musky scent of his leather jacket and thrilled in the idea that he was taking me somewhere. He said he was going to surprise me again. I had no idea where it could possibly be.

  But a part of me was glad he was jealous. That he didn’t ignore my efforts. Maybe I would have one more night with him. Who knew what the next day had in store for me? Maybe he’d just expect me to leave and make my own way from here, but maybe we’d have one more night together. Maybe that would be enough.

  We were riding for some time before Flash swerved into a driveway lit up by a few bright tall lamps. It looked like the driveway of someone’s house. Someone fancy.

  “What are we doing here?” I yelled into his ear over the roar of the bike engine. Wouldn’t all this sound wake up the inhabitants of the house?

  Flash stopped the bike, parking it right at the foot of the steps that led up to the big glass doors. I was hesitant to even get off the bike. A little worried now that he was going to get us into trouble.

  “You coming?” he asked, heading up the steps.

  “Are you going to give me an explanation?” I hissed, swinging my leg over the bike so I could get off.

  “I thought we didn’t owe each other an explanation,” he said with a smirk. Then I watched in awe as he pulled out a key from his jacket pocket and unlocked the door smoothly.

  It was a beautiful red-brick townhouse and I had no idea what we were doing in there. I followed him up the steps because I didn’t know what else to do and then he shut the door behind me.

  “Welcome to my humble abode,” he said with a smirk.

  “Your abode? Your humble abode?” I remarked with a laugh. He couldn’t be serious, right?

  “It is mine indeed. Not like I spend a whole lotta time here,” he said and led me down the hallway. It was dark and he started switching on the lights. He seemed to know his way around the place, and now it was beginning to seem less like a joke and more of a reality. Could this really be Flash’s house?

  “Wow!” I stopped at the entrance into the living room. A big crystal chandelier hung above us and a marble-topped table was arranged with a vase full of fresh flowers. “Somehow, I just can’t picture you picking these flowers to decorate your house with.”

  Flash grinned. “No, I didn’t. I didn’t pick any of this. I hired someone and they made it look like the cover page of some homemaker’s magazine.”

  He went into the living room and I followed him there too. He was right. This home did belong in a magazine. I’d never stepped foot in a place like this before. I still couldn’t believe I was here.

  “And before you ask, I don’t maintain the place either. I have a housekeeper. I rarely ever see her. She keeps out of my way but keeps this place looking good. That’s our arrangement.”

  I stood at the doorway, watching as he flung his jacket on a beautiful cream-colored couch. I gulped. I hadn’t anticipated how wealthy Flash was. He didn’t look like he belonged inside this place. He was like an elephant in a China store. Too tall, too strong, too rough around the edges to belong to a place like this. And yet, he seemed perfectly comfortable here.

  I breathed in deeply and looked at him.

  “Is this another one of your bedding tactics?” I asked.

  “Bedding tactic?” He still had that grin on his face. It made him look dangerously playful and handsome at the same time. He was taking short and slow steps toward me and I was beginning to feel like my breath was stuck in my throat.

  “You know? To get more women to sleep with you. Bringing them back here so they’re awed by the magnificence of your home.” I bit down on my lip. Flash came to stand directly over me. Big and overpowering. I gazed at his bulging biceps, the tattoos. What gave me the courage to talk to him like that?

  “I don’t bring anyone back here. This place is my sanctuary,” he replied. He reached for me, resting his big strong palm on the side of my face. I allowed myself to melt for a moment, close my eyes and just experience his touch. “You are the first woman, except my housekeeper, to see the inside of this house.”

  My eyes flew open and I stared at him. “And you expect me to believe that?”

  “You don’t have to. Frankly, I don’t care what you believe.” He yanked me to himself. I fell on his chest and he pinned me to him, his hands on my hips, on my butt. Everywhere he touched me, he left a trail of fire. “There is only one thing I want from you, Allegra, and it’s time I get what I want.”

  He unbuttoned the top of my shirt before I even knew what he was doing. He had a different kind of look in his eyes now.

  One I’d never seen before.

  I pressed myself into him, feeling the thudding growth of his cock between his muscular legs.

  “Is that what you want too?” he growled deeply under his breath and reached for my pussy. I gasped, taken aback by the confidence with which he controlled me. I threw my head back and he leaned in to kiss my neck, then down he went till his mouth was on my cleavage. His fingers pushed and stroked me through the fabric of my jeans.

  Then, he nudged me away.

  “Everything is in the fucking way. Take it all off. I need to see you. All of you.”

  He was taking off his belt and I hurriedly took off my clothes. I was so turned on, reeling from the way he made me feel, giddy with excitement. My jeans came off, then my shirt and I peeled off my panties and took off my bra.

  I was standing in the middle of this luxurious living room, in not a stitch of clothing.

  Flash’s pants fell to the floor and then he took off his t-shirt. Now that we were both naked, I felt a little more confident.

  “Don’t hide from me,” he said, tilting his head to my hand that was covering my pussy. I’d usually be too shy to stand there naked but now I didn’t care anymore. I wanted him to see me. I took my hand away. I wanted him to want me like I did.

  “Flash…” I said his name because I couldn’t bear it any more.

  “Touch yourself first. Tell me what you want.”

  I did as I was told. I felt the soft warmth of my pussy. The swollen sensitivity of my clit. I was hungry and thirsty and desperate for his cock. Didn’t he see that?

  “I want you to fuck me,” I said. The words had left my lips and before I could draw another breath; Flash was on top of me. I collapsed to the floor from his weight and he had me pinned. He sucked on my nipples, kissed my stomach, then down he went till my clit was in his mouth. His tongue thrust inside my pussy. He used both his hands to stretch my legs out wide. I thought I would come right then, but Flash drew away.

  “I’m going to devour you tonight, Allegra,” he said and I could see it in his eyes—he had a plan.

  Flash stood up and walked over to the couch. I watched him go, waiting for my next instructions.

  He pointed to a spot on the rug, just in front of the couc
h. “This is where I want you.”

  Gulping nervously, I got on my knees and hands and crawled over to the spot.

  “Yes, exactly like that,” he said. I was positioned in front of the couch, my face at level with it, my butt sticking out in the air. I could sense him standing up behind me. Then his hands were on my butt. I felt his fingers slide down my pussy from behind. Like he was checking to see how wet I was.

  He leaned down so his mouth was right next to my ear.

  “You still want to be fucked by me?” he asked. I nodded. My voice was stuck in my throat.

  “Eyes in front. I want everything to be a surprise for you,” he added. Flash took another moment and then I heard the sound of a condom wrapper being torn off.

  I hadn’t even seen his cock yet. Had he taken off his underwear? How big was he? But I dared not turn to see because I didn’t want to disobey his orders. But I could feel the energy of his cock in the room now. He was positioning himself on his knees too, behind me. His hands cupped my butt. This was how he wanted me.

  On his rug. On my knees. My legs spread out so he could push himself into me…and he did! Oh, my God! His cock was inside me. So big and strong and throbbing. I’d only felt it before. I didn’t expect it to be this big. This strong. He had complete control over me. I moaned as he started pushing in and out of me. His grunts got louder and wilder.

  I had to grab the couch and keep my hold on that. Keep myself steady. He slapped my butt. Hard. My skin pinched and I bit down on my lip. It excited me more. I thrust myself into him, wanting him deeper. More, more, more.

  I arched myself, grabbing his muscular thigh with one hand. I lifted myself up, made myself straighter and his fingers dug into my arms. My back pressed to his chest. Wide and strong. I hooked my head sideways on his shoulder while we moved together.