Revenge (Broken Hounds MC Book 2)

by Brook Wilder

  The door opened and closed while Maddie was putting her toiletries in the bathroom. She heard Jace moving around and it was then she realized they were together. Alone. In a confined space. In her condo, she could go in her room and put space between them. Now it was just one bedroom and one bathroom.

  There was no hiding the sexual tension that had been building from the day before.

  Smoothing her hands down her shirt, Maddie entered the bedroom. Jace was sitting on the edge of the bed, hands on his thighs. He didn’t take his eyes off her as Maddie moved towards him. His eyes were darkening, and his nostrils flared. The crotch of his jeans looked as though it was too tight.

  She swallowed.

  “You…you haven’t properly moved in here,” she croaked.

  Jace shrugged.

  “Force of habit.”

  “It still looks like a hotel room.”

  “Well, that’s my life, Maddie. I don’t leave anything behind.” Jace stood and approached her, stopping with barely a hair’s breadth between them. “Do you really want to talk right now?”

  Maddie couldn’t take her eyes away from him. There was something predatory about him and her body felt like it was on fire. There was no chance of her walking away from this, not when Jace was this close.

  She placed her hands on his chest and spread her fingers. Then she pushed up on her toes.

  “No, I don’t,” she whispered against his mouth.

  Jace growled and pulled her against him, kissing her hard. He didn’t start slowly. His tongue pushed into her mouth and twisted around hers, holding her to him as if he was a man clutching for her. Maddie shuddered, and her arms went around his neck. She wanted to climb all over him, feel his cock inside her again.

  She couldn’t believe she had been able to keep away from this man for three whole months.

  Jace walked backwards towards the bed, turning so Maddie fell onto the mattress first. He broke the kiss and rose up onto his knees, straddling her thighs. Maddie couldn’t look away as his hands went to her shirt and unbuttoned it, revealing her body inch by inch. His kiss had been furious, desperate to have her, but his touch was slow, too slow.

  He was teasing her. And Maddie’s arousal was sky-rocketing.

  Eventually, Maddie’s shirt was open and Jace was staring at her breasts. Maddie’s breasts had grown with the pregnancy and she had invested in some new bras. They were fuller than before, and Maddie could see that Jace liked what he saw. With a growl, he undid the front clasp of her bra and leant over.

  Maddie gasped when he took his breast into her mouth, licking at her nipple and worrying the tip. Maybe it was the hormones, or her breasts were more sensitive, but the pleasure shot through her to her clit. It began to tingle, and Maddie arched her hips up, trying to get some friction.

  Jace went to the other breast, cupping it in his hand before sliding off the bed. Not looking away from her, he helped her take off her sneakers, socks and tugged her shorts down her legs. Then he grabbed hold of her panties and drew them down very slowly, his fingers tickling her thighs as they went. Maddie knew she was wet and had soaked her panties. Jace would be able to see how aroused she was.

  Shucking off her shirt and bra, Maddie scooted up the bed and ran her hands down her body. One hand cupped her breast, playing with her nipple, while her other hand went to her clit. She gasped at the slightest touch and she opened her legs more for Jace to see. Then her fingers dipped into her pussy, drawing her juices up to her clit.

  Jace’s nostrils flared and Maddie was sure she heard him growl. Not taking his eyes away, Jace undressed. His cock seemed thicker than Maddie remembered. Her mouth watered, and she licked her lips.

  She wanted to taste him again.

  Then Jace went to his duffel bag and withdrew a bottle of lube, giving Maddie a flash of a grin.

  “I can’t wait for the foreplay. I need you now.” He squirted some lube onto his hand and spread it on his cock, pumping it with his hand. “I need that pussy of yours wrapped around my cock right now.”

  His dirty talk was turning her on. Maddie bit her lip and whimpered, moving her hand away from her clit. She was going to climax before Jace had entered her if she wasn’t careful. And she wanted to come on Jace’s cock, feeling him inside her.

  “Hurry,” she whispered. “Please. I need you.”

  Jace grinned and crawled up the bed.

  “Anything for you, sweetheart.”

  He lifted one leg, kissing her ankle and then her calf. Maddie moaned and lifted her hips against him. Jace chuckled and pulled her against him, her bottom resting in his lap with her other leg wrapped around his waist. Taking his cock in his hand, Jace pressed the head against Maddie’s pussy, still locking gazes with her.

  Maddie gasped when Jace pressed forward, his cock sliding in easily. He didn’t wait for her to get used to him again; he pushed in to the hilt, Maddie shuddering against him. Her pussy contracted around his cock and Maddie squeezed her breasts, trying to alleviate the pain that was slowly mixing with pleasure.

  God, she loved the feel of him. She had missed this.

  She had missed Jace.

  Jace pulled back and then slammed forward, causing Maddie to move up the bed. He thrust into her at a fast pace, holding her leg against his chest and clutching her hip in his hand as he hammered into her pussy. Maddie felt herself close to hitting the headboard and pressed her hands against the wood to stop her movement further up the bed. She was aware of the headboard banging against the wall and that someone would hear, but she didn’t care.

  She didn’t care about anything outside the room.

  Her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Maddie felt it ripple through her body and she screamed, her hips coming off the bed as her legs clutched at Jace. Jace snarled and jerked against her, his body shaking. Then he thrust into her one last time with a shout. Maddie felt his release inside her and shuddered. Her nipples and clit felt as though she was being touched by an electrical wire.

  Jace’s body slumped and he lowered Maddie’s leg, resting over her with his forehead pressed against hers. Maddie slipped her arms around him and kissed him, aware that she was trembling. Jace kissed her back, a gentle brush of his mouth on hers.

  “Do you think I’m capable of protecting you now?” he whispered.

  Maddie didn’t even need to think. She smiled up at him as she pulled him back down, wrapping her legs around his waist as his cock flexed inside her.

  “Yes.”

  To Be Continued

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  Chapter 1

  Cassie

  “No, not again.”

  I ran out of my small townhouse, slamming the door shut behind me, and bolted for my car. I looked at the time on my wristwatch and groaned.

  Late, again!

  I'd been in Eden for eight days. It was my sixth shift at the general hospital, and the third in a row I was going to be late for. I hadn’t studied for years to become a nurse only to be late for work every morning, especially when I had just started at a new hospital in a new town.

  People depended on me. Lives depended on me. I wasn’t a doctor, but I made a vital difference each day. And although the graveyard shift wasn’t the best one to work, it was the worst one to be late for. The nurses who had been working all day were looking forward to going home and enjoying their Friday night plans.

  I remembered my Friday nights before I moved to Eden, before my world was thrown into a downward spiral, before I found them together. Now, twice a month, my Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday nights were going to be spent working the graveyard shift at Eden Memorial General Hospital. And every off-week I would be working those days from sun-up to sun-down. A vast change from how my weekends used to be.

  I had to laugh. Because, if I didn’t, I would cry.

  I mumbled a few curse words under my breath as I took off down the street, faster than the speed
limit allowed. I hit the corner sooner than I anticipated and slammed on my brakes, just in time to see him. He curved lazily around the corner on his bike at his usual fast but controlled speed. His eyes locked with mine for a brief moment as he passed, before he rode off down the street.

  “Just breathe,” I sighed.

  He was gorgeous. Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome was panties-wetting gorgeous! From his tall lithe height to his muscles, to the tattoos covering almost every inch I could see of his body, which left me curious as to what lay underneath the clothes. And then there was the dark piercing look he always gave me when our eyes met. It was intense, and I wondered if he looked at everyone like that.

  I blushed at the thought. He didn’t know me from the next stranger, so of course the look he gave me wasn’t reserved for me alone. I shook my head, feeling embarrassed. We were far too different for us ever to have anything in common anyway. But, God! I wanted so bad to know his name, and to see if he had any more tattoos.

  Since the day I first set eyes on him, while I was carrying boxes from my car to my new place, I’d wanted to get on the back of his bike, wrap my arms around him, and ride away like they did in the movies. It was a silly fantasy and made no sense at all outside my wishful thinking.

  I reached the next intersection, which gave me the choice of the main road into town or the back road, which was at least ten minutes faster. I quickly rechecked the clock. The main road meant twenty-three minutes late and the back road thirteen minutes late. Maybe fifteen because I didn’t know that road very well. The decision was a no-brainer. I put my foot down again, swinging around the corner faster than I should have, to take the back road to work.

  Apart from the soft purr coming from the engine, the car was quiet. I’ve never liked traveling with music on. Once upon a time I did, but since I started working full-time I’ve taken advantage of having peace and quiet as often as possible.

  Ring, ring, ring.

  The phone startled me. I hoped it wasn’t my boss. I rifled through my handbag on the passenger seat. Without slowing or taking my eyes off the road for more than a second, I managed to grab it and, without checking the caller ID, accepted the call.

  “I know! I’m late. I’m sorry,” I began. There was no point beating around the unavoidable bush.

  “Cass? You okay?”

  Only four people have ever called me Cass instead of Cassie, and not one of them was my boss.

  I let out an exasperated sigh.

  “What do you want, Pearl?”

  My sister was one of the very last people I wanted to speak to right now. Since I’d found my fiancé balls deep in her – the very same fiancé who, along with myself, was supposed to be saving himself for our wedding night – it’s been more an effort than a delight to talk to her. She and Josh - one of the other people who call me Cass - are the main reason I moved to Eden in the first place.

  “I wanted to see how you are,” Pearl said. “I miss you?”

  She sounded solemn, and for a moment I felt guilty for having been so blunt with her when she called.

  “I’m doing just fine,” I replied. “How are you?”

  “Yeah, I’m doing okay. How’s the new job?”

  “Yeah, it’s good. I like the hospital, and everyone is great. The patients are also very kind too – most of the time.” I smiled for a second. “I’m also late. You probably know that though.”

  She laughed.

  “Yeah, you did sound a little flustered when you picked up the phone. Meet any cute guys yet?”

  My sexy neighbor with the godlike body, I wanted to say, but didn’t.

  The guy was gorgeous. But after having saved myself for Josh and having had our wedding all planned out for so long, to catch him screwing my sister had been a punch to the gut. The thought of falling in love, or even trying to find someone to love, seemed so distasteful it made me sick.

  “To say I have given up on love would be an understatement,” I replied eventually with a heavy sigh.

  “Oh, Cass, don’t be like that. You can’t give up.”

  Her voice was sad, and I knew she was genuinely contrite, but I still couldn’t find it in me to say anything in reply.

  “I really think things are going to start looking up for you.”

  “Yeah, thanks,” I replied hastily. "Look, I’m about to pull into work,” I lied. “I’ll talk to you later.”

  I hung up before either of us could say anything more.

  “Oh, no. What the …”

  I looked down at the dash and saw the flash of the fuel light. Then the oil light and the engine light joined in, and the car started to sputter. I pulled over. The engine cut out the second the car came to a halt. I flipped the ignition a few times, but nothing happened. The engine was dead.

  “This cannot be happening!” I screamed, slamming the steering wheel with the heels of my hands. “Please, for the love of... I hate this!”

  I took a deep breath to calm myself down. I knew that getting myself worked up wasn’t going to do anything but make the situation worse. I looked at the dash, pulled the key from the ignition and slid it back in, before trying the car again. Still nothing. I shook my head. I couldn’t work it out. It was like the car had completely shut down. But I’d just had it serviced before coming to Eden. It made no sense.

  I grabbed my phone to call the insurance company. My knowledge of cars and engines was slim-to-none, so the only way I was getting out of there was by getting someone to come rescue me.

  “Oh, I am going to be in so much trouble when I get to work,” I mumbled as I started to dial the number.

  Beep, beep. The phone flashed. Low battery.

  I screamed again. The phone was on ten percent. That had to be enough battery power. I didn’t have a charger in the car…

  I laughed aloud. “And even if I did have a charger, I can’t start the car to make it work.”

  I spent the next ten minutes trying to get hold of my insurance, but the signal was so crap that walking up and down the road did nothing to help it. Neither did crawling onto the roof of my car.

  Beep, beep.

  The phone went off again and flashed three-percent battery, dropping immediately to one-percent.

  “No, no, no!” I squealed.

  I quickly tried to dial the hospital’s number, but what little service I had wasn’t enough to push the call out before the phone went completely dead.

  I could blame Pearl for this, I reflected. If she hadn’t called me, I wouldn’t have been wasting my battery and I might have stood a slightly better chance of making a call. But, either way, the car still would’ve broken down, and in the worst service area possible.

  I berated myself instead.

  “Take a shortcut, you said. You’ll save time, you said.”

  Right now wasn’t a time for laughing or making stupid meme jokes. But I knew that if I didn’t laugh, I’d start crying.

  I popped the hood and looked at the engine, not knowing at all what to look for. I shook my head and snatched the car’s user manual from the glove compartment. I sat in the passenger seat for the next few minutes, flicking through the pages, hoping to find something to help me out. But there was nothing.

  My phone! That would have helped me.

  I threw the book out the door in a huff. It landed with a thump in the slightly dewy grass.

  “Oh, shit,” I muttered, and flew out the car to retrieve it and put it back in the glove compartment. Ruining the book would do no good, and I’d just have to replace it later.

  ‘Later’ would mean getting off this completely desolate road though.

  I stared off in the direction I’d been heading, then back in the direction I’d come from. The sun was going down and night was settling in quicker than I would’ve liked.

  I felt hopeless. Just when I really thought things were starting to look up for me, after having moved here and getting the job at Eden Memorial with so little effort… I honestly thought life was improving. I ha
d the feeling that this was karma of some kind. It had to be because there…

  A distant roar interrupted my thoughts. I walked out onto the road and looked around. Headlights were approaching, in the direction in which I’d been traveling. The roar of the engine grew louder. As it neared, I could see it was a motorbike. And then I saw my sexy neighbor sitting on the back of it.

  I tried to hide my surprise, but couldn’t. My face lit up with relief. I smiled as the bike slowed and stopped in front of my car.

  His name, I thought, I’m finally going to find out his name.