Wrapped in Chains (Kings Reapers MC Book 3)

by Nicola Jane

  “You sure about this, cos once I get near that magical pussy, there ain’t no turning me away,” he growls. His voice is deep and throaty, and he’s warning me that he’s close to losing control. I prop myself up on my elbows. His toned body heaves with his heavy breath as he stares down at me. I let my legs fall apart in answer to his question and he curses under his breath. “You’re gonna get me sent to Hades himself, a one-way ticket straight to his door,” he mutters, crawling onto the bed and kneeling between my legs. He unfastens his jeans and pushes them down his hips. The V of his stomach leads down to an impressive, thick cock that stands proudly and my eyes widen. There’s no fucking way that is gonna fit in me without splitting me apart.

  “I’m gonna take it slow. Just say if you want me to stop or go slower,” he says firmly. I nod. This is what I want, but I can’t deny I’m apprehensive about it.

  Chains presses his thumb against my sensitive clit and I arch off the bed. The feeling I was chasing just moments ago comes rushing back and I’m suddenly desperate to feel him there again. He braces himself on his hands either side of my head and lines himself at my entrance. “Relax,” he whispers. I feel a pressure there and Chains strains as he tries to control the urge to fuck me hard. The head of his cock stretches me as he pushes in slowly, inch by inch. I grip the sheets in my hands as the pain becomes too much. Chains stops. “Are you okay?” he asks. I nod and a tear leaks from the corner of my eyes. “I can stop,” he says quickly, but I shake my head and force a smile.

  “Please don’t,” I whisper. “Just get this part over with.”

  Chains lowers his mouth to mine and he kisses me slow. It’s nothing like his earlier kiss. This is sweet and caring, and I relax a little. He begins to move again, pushing in deeper and deeper until I’m so full, I feel like I could tear apart. There’s a sharp pain and I cry out, digging my nails into his back. “That’s the worst bit over,” he whispers against my lips. “You feel fucking amazing, Leia,” he adds. “So tight and perfect.”

  He stays like this for a few moments, giving me time to adjust. He flicks his tongue over my nipple and I welcome the warm feeling that evokes in me. He sucks the sensitive flesh into his mouth as he pulls back out of me. Then he turns his attention to the other nipple as he moves inside me again. This time, it doesn’t hurt so bad.

  He swirls his tongue around the erect bud, swapping back and forth between the two. I feel wetness between my legs, it’s warm and it’s making his cock slip in and out much easier. The friction he causes with each thrust becomes more pleasure and less pain, and it’s not long before I’m writhing beneath him, chasing something I’ve never experienced from a man before. “Fuck, Leia, this ain’t ever felt so good,” he pants. Beads of sweat line his brow. “I can’t control it much longer, baby. You need to come.”

  He tugs on my nipple with his teeth and a warmth washes over me. I feel relaxed yet tense all at the same time, and as the feeling gets stronger, my body stiffens. Chains slams into me harder, hitting the right spot deep inside over and over. I cry out as my body shakes against him uncontrollably. “That’s it, baby . . . that’s it . . . grip my cock,” he pants. “Shit, you’re so tight.” My body melts into the mattress as my trembling subsides, but Chains doesn’t let up. He’s chasing his own release now as he moves faster and harder. He yells my name and stiffens, pushing his cock hard into me and freezing. His jaw tightens and a vein in his neck pulses from the strain. He growls and buries his head into the crook of my neck. “Jesus, that was worth the torture that I’m gonna get in hell,” he groans against my skin.

  After a few minutes of him lying between my legs, breathing hard against my neck, he carefully pulls out of me. I wince as the soreness hits and Chains looks down between us. “You need to shower, baby,” he says gently. He takes my hand and pulls me to a sitting position. There’s blood on my white sheets and I cringe. “Don’t be embarrassed,” he says, lifting my chin and staring into my eyes. “What we just did was beautiful. Don’t be ashamed.”

  Chains leads me to the bathroom and turns on the walk-in shower. It’s big enough for us both, so he steps in and tugs me under the water. He leans against the tiled wall, watching as I let the water wet my hair. “You’re so beautiful, Leia. Why the hell would you wanna give me something so important?”

  “Are you regretting it?” I ask.

  “Fuck no,” he says. “I didn’t deserve it though.”

  I disagree, but I don’t say that. Instead, I take the soap and begin to wash my body as Chains watches. His cock gets hard again, but he makes no move towards me. I don’t think I could do it again even if I wanted to.

  After I’ve cleaned up, we swap places. He washes while I get out and dry off. When he’s done the same, he follows me into the bedroom and helps me change the sheets on my bed. I’ll have to wash these when Mum isn’t around, or maybe even throw them in the trash.

  I get into bed and Chains crawls in after me, pulling me against him, my back to his front. His erection presses against my ass, but still he makes no move. He wraps his arms around me and presses his face into my hair. Occasionally, he rubs his hand over my breast and a ripple of pleasure shoots straight to my pussy, but I know there’s no way I can have sex with him again tonight. I’m too sore, but I drift off to sleep feeling sated and happy.

  “What the fuck!”

  I bolt up in bed, alarmed at the sudden yelling. Chains is sitting up, staring at me with horror. “Did we . . . ” he trails off, glancing back and forth between us. My heart beats rapidly in my chest. He looks so horrified. “Tell me we didn’t,” he groans, burying his face in his hands.

  I have no words. I knew he was drunk last night, but I didn’t think he was so out of it that he wouldn’t remember what we did or how special it was. He reaches for his jeans and puts his hand in the back pocket. He pulls out a condom and then throws it across the room in anger. “Fuck!” he yells. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I pull the sheet over me, wrapping it tight across my chest. I suddenly feel vulnerable and my heart squeezes. “Shit, I need to speak to Riggs,” he announces, climbing from the bed. He doesn’t hide his nakedness as he pulls out his phone from his other pocket.

  “Don’t,” I mutter weakly. I can’t imagine anything more embarrassing than my brother knowing what happened and how horrified Chains is. “We can just pretend it didn’t happen.”

  “I just fucked my president’s little sister,” he yells. I wince as he spits each word. “If I don’t tell him and he finds out from someone else, he’ll rip my throat out with his bare hands.”

  “No one knows,” I mutter. “No one was around.”

  “It only takes one club whore to have seen us talking and gossip will fly around this place,” he snaps.

  “Dolly was in your bed, but she was asleep. No one else saw a thing.”

  Chains begins to pace. He’s thinking hard and then he nods. “Right, okay. I’ll go and see if she’s still there. Make her think I spent the night there.” He pulls on his jeans, leaving the buttons open. He heads for the door but pauses and turns back, swooping down to pick up the discarded condom. “I might need this,” he mutters, then proceeds to leave.

  The pain in my heart is so much worse than the pain between my legs. I sink back into my pillow and let the tears fall. I’ll never forget the look on his face.

  CHAINS

  I carefully open the door and slip back into my room. Dolly is lying on her side with her back to me, still sleeping soundly. I push my jeans down my legs and step out of them. My body is running on pure adrenaline and the need to rectify what I did keeps me moving until I’m on the bed and snuggling into Dolly’s neck. I nip at her ear until she stirs. “Are you ready to play now?” She giggles sleepily. I feel sick to my stomach as she turns to face me, but I kiss her anyway.

  “You betcha,” I mutter, taking my cock in my hand and willing it to get hard.

  “Let me help with that.” She winks, climbing onto all fours. I lay on my back and she throws her l
eg over my chest. I have the perfect view of her ass and pussy as she sucks my cock into her mouth in the sixty-nine position.

  I close my eyes and think of Leia. The way her tight pussy gripped my cock last night. The way her back arched with pleasure. I’ll take those memories to my grave and play them over and over to torture myself for the way I just treated her, but what she doesn’t know is that Cree saw. Whilst she slept in my arms, Cree came looking for me and found me with the club princess. The look in his eyes told me enough to know I’m screwed. I need to push Leia away. That’s my master plan. She can’t get any ideas about this going further. If I can convince Cree there’s nothing in it, that it was nothing more than sex, then maybe he’ll keep quiet. Not just for my sake, but for Leia’s too. There’s no way she’ll want the guys knowing about us.

  I hand Dolly the condom and she expertly rips open the packet. It turns my stomach as she rolls it over my cock. Keeping her back to me, she lines it up with her willing pussy and slams down.

  I lay still while Dolly fucks me, bouncing enthusiastically and moaning with pleasure. I see the bedroom door open slightly and catch Leia watching with red, swollen eyes. I grip Dolly by the waist and slam up into her like she’s everything I need in that moment. The door closes as Dolly orgasms, forcing my own orgasm out. I growl, though I’m not sure if it's with pleasure or pain.

  I stare down at the black coffee Frankie handed to me. The dining room is alive with chatter and the only quiet ones in here are me and Leia. She keeps her eyes downcast as the cereal in her bowl turns soggy. “Enforcer, get in here,” yells Cree from Riggs’ office. All eyes fall to me as I rise to my feet and head in his direction. I’d been waiting anxiously for him to call me in after I walked in ten minutes ago to see him already on a call. I’m praying it wasn’t to Riggs.

  I step into the office and he’s pacing. “VP,” I mutter.

  His fist connects with my jaw and I shake it off. “You piece of crap,” he hisses, hitting me again with his right hook. “I should slit your fuckin’ throat,” he yells. The blows keep coming and I shake each one off until my eyes go fuzzy. “Go down,” he growls. “Have the decency to fuckin’ go down like the snake you are.”

  The next blow gets me on the temple and I have no choice but to hit the floor. “You’ll lose your badge for this. Riggs made you enforcer because he trusts you with his life. We’re like blood, man, and you do this to him!” His boot connects with my stomach and I cough until my lungs hurt. “You ain’t got nothing to say, brother?” he yells. “How long’s it been going on?”

  “Sorry,” I cough. “I’m fuckin’ sorry for fallin’ for her, but I couldn’t stop. Last night was the only time. It was a one-off. A stupid fuck-up. I was drunk, and it seemed like a good idea.”

  My confession brings another round of blows, and I take them because fighting my VP will get me killed. When he’s exhausted, he falls into Riggs’ chair. I bring myself to sit as he points a finger at me. “Don’t fuckin’ get up. You get up and I’ll stick a blade in you.”

  I stay sitting on the floor. Blood coats my mouth, nose, and eyebrow, and I watch it drip into a pool between my legs. “I’ll go,” I utter. “Leia knows there’s nothing between us. I’ve got a thing with Dolly,” I lie. “I made it clear this morning that it’ll never happen again. I was drunk, she was needy. I let shit get outta hand and I made it crystal that it’s over before it even began.”

  “Damn right you’ll leave,” he snarls. “If you have any sense, you’ll go before Riggs gets back. If he finds out, he’ll want your blood.”

  I nod, my heart heavy that I’ll not only lose the club that I love but also the girl. “Today,” I confirm. “I’ll go today.”

  “Where to?” he snaps. He’s mad as hell, but we have a bond and he wants to know I’ll be okay.

  I shrug. “Maybe I’ll follow the road. Take a leaf out the Pres’s book and see where it takes me.”

  “You can’t ever come back here, Chains. I won’t lie to Riggs if he asks, but I won’t go out of my way to tell him either. But you ever come back here and I’ll tell him everything. You know he’ll kill you and burn that club badge right off your back,” he warns. It’s only right that Riggs would burn off the patch tattooed into my skin—I deserve it.

  “Can I explain to Leia at least?” I mutter. “I treated her real bad in the panic.”

  “No. Get your shit packed and go. Stay the hell away from her or I’ll have no choice but to put you in that basement and call Riggs back. I’m letting you off lightly, brother. Trust me.” I nod in agreement. “Take Dolly with you. Do us all a favour and make her your ol’ lady. Forget about Leia.”

  “I don’t want an ol’ lady.” I sigh and Cree narrows his eyes.

  “Did it sound like I was asking you, brother? Head to the Kings in Manchester. I’ll tell the charter you’re heading that way. Fresh start is what you need.”

  “What about Enzo? The job we took on needs me and he trusts me.”

  “I’ll speak to Enzo and make up some bullshit. I’ll fill in for you until Riggs gets back.”

  I nod and push to my feet. Pain rips through my ribs and I wonder how the hell I’m gonna ride out today if I’ve cracked them.

  “Why did you come into Leia’s room this morning?” I ask.

  “I was looking for Eva. We argued and she stormed off. Unlucky for you, hey,” he mutters with a look of pure disgust on his face. “If I hadn’t come looking, you’d have been sneaking around behind all of our backs.”

  “I wouldn’t. I—”

  “What? You’d have walked down to breakfast hand-in-hand? Claimed her? It was never going to go anywhere, you selfish prick. You took her virginity because you’re an ass. You only ever think of one person and that’s your fuckin’ self. I thought I knew you, brother.”

  I stare at the disappointed man before me. We’ve been through so much together. Meeting Riggs and Cree in the Forces was my lifeline. They kept me straight and now I’ve blown it because I was thinking with my dick, as usual. I sigh and make for the door. “You’re wrong. I’ve liked Leia for a long time. You know that. When she started liking me back, I couldn’t be strong anymore.”

  “She’s fuckin’ nineteen, Chains. Yah know what? I don’t wanna talk about this no more. Go talk with Dolly. I’m making an announcement in ten minutes, then you’re outta here. I can’t even look at you.”

  Dolly is still lounging on my bed, showered and naked. “Where’ve you been?” she purrs. “Fuck, what happened to your face?”

  She follows me into the bathroom and watches as I splash my bloody face with water. I hiss and glance in the mirror. Apart from a busted lip and cut eyebrow, I don’t look too bad. If I get outta here quick, I can avoid questions about the black eye forming.

  “Get dressed,” I mumble. “Cree wants us downstairs so he can make an announcement.”

  “Shit, Eva ain’t pregnant, is she? All these ol’ ladies are popping kids out and I ain’t even found me a man.”

  “You have now. You’re mine. That’s the announcement.” I go back into the room and pull out a bag from under the bed, unzipping it. I feel Dolly staring at me in surprise, but I ain’t got the strength to explain anything.

  “You serious?” she gasps. “You’re claiming me?”

  “Looks that way,” I mutter.

  Dolly squeals in delight and throws her naked body against mine. I wince as pain rips through me. “I’ll make you so happy,” she cries. “I’m gonna be the best ol’ lady ever.” She kisses me and I let her. Dolly’s just a victim in this mess same as Leia. She’s all happy she got herself an ol’ man that she don’t care I’m looking miserable.

  She goes to her room to find the perfect outfit, returning ten minutes later in tight leather pants and a strappy top. It suits her, and if my heart and head weren’t in tatters right now, I’d see hope that we could make it. She takes my hand and we head downstairs to the main room where Cree’s already got everyone gathered around. I spot Leia
sitting on a couch with Eva. Eva is talking animatedly and Leia occasionally nods. She looks deflated and sad. It breaks me.

  “Here he is,” shouts Cree and the room quietens down. I feel Leia’s eyes on me, but I can’t look at her, I’m so ashamed. “It’s with sadness that I’m announcing the departure of our enforcer,” says Cree. To everyone here, he sounds genuinely sad, but I know the truth. “On a happier note, he’s walking away with a beautiful ol’ lady. He’s finally decided after years of fuckin’ around, he’s met the one. Ain’t that right, Chains?” says Cree, slapping me hard on the back. I wince again as pain shoots through my ribs. “No more fuckin’ around and breaking hearts for you.” Another slap to the back and this time, he smirks. He’s doing it on purpose, asshole.

  “Shit, Chains,” says Brick. “Dolly’s been here for two god damn minutes and you’re claiming her? No one even got a sniff.”

  “When you know, you know, right, brother?” Cree smiles, hitting me on the back again. I clench my jaw and nod. My eyes catch a glimpse of Leia, and she looks mad as hell.

  “Where’re you going to, brother?” asks Brick.

  “Manchester. Kings that way need some muscle,” Cree answers for me. “And it’s the perfect place to bring up kids. The perfect move.”

  “You got Dolly pregnant?” Eva gasps with horror on her face.

  “Not yet, but they’re tryin’.” Cree smiles again. “A new life, new family. Man, you’re a lucky son of a bitch.”

  Dolly gives me a puzzled look and I squeeze her hand gently, warning her to keep her mouth shut. If I play along with this, maybe Cree won’t tell Riggs and I’ll get to keep my limbs. “We’ll keep in touch, brother,” says Brick. He shakes my hand and I smile weakly. “You been fighting?” he adds, peering at my face.

  “It was a crazy night,” I mutter.

  “Go get your bags packed. Manchester’s expecting you this evening,” says Cree.