Luring Light (Royal Bastards MC Tampa Chapter Book 2)

by K E Osborn

  She grinds down on my cock again. It hardens, even more, feeling like I might come just from her rocking on me this way. It makes me want to throw her on her back and bind her hands together.

  My cock pulsates and becomes heavy as the image of Ivy naked, bound and gagged on the bed flashes into my mind. My eyes snap open, my breathing frantic as I gently pull back from our intense- as-fuck kiss.

  She’s practically beaming, her lips plump and red.

  I stare into her gorgeous brown eyes, my hand moving to caress the side of her face as I pant for much-needed breaths. “I’ve wanted to kiss you for so fucking long.”

  Ivy lights up, smiling as if she can hardly contain herself. “It was worth the wait.”

  I lean in, pressing my forehead against hers. “I’m not sure if I’m the man you need, Ivy. The man you deserve.”

  She runs her hand along my chest, stopping just above my heart, the move gentle and caring as her beautiful big doe eyes meet mine. “Try…”

  Unsure about how to proceed, I exhale. All I want is Ivy, but I know if I do this, I must proceed with caution. “The thing is, Ivy, your virtue is an issue for me.”

  She recoils as if I’ve offended her. “You’re scared of this, of us… because I’m a virgin?”

  “I honestly don’t know if I can give you the kind of experiences you deserve.”

  “Void, I don’t need anything special… I simply want you.”

  My body warms at her words, so I pull her off me to sit on the side of the bed. Having her on top of me is too distracting right now. “I can’t promise I’ll be gentle with you, Ivy. You need that.”

  She scoffs, scrunching up her face. “Says who? Why do you think I can’t handle who you are, Void? I’ve bricked a man up behind a wall, sealing him to his death. I grow crops of weed for a living right next to my bedroom. I live in an underground bunker with dead and decaying bodies hidden inside the walls. What makes you think for a single second I’m this sweet innocent flower?”

  Ivy tied naked to a wooden cross while she submits to my every desire flashes through my mind like the degenerate I am. I shake my head, ridding Ivy from intruding and mixing with images of my fucking past. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Then don’t. Stop pushing me away. Let. Me. In!”

  “Spend less time with Dash?”

  “He’s a friend. Plus, we work together. How can I spend less time with him?”

  “He likes you,” I reply.

  “No, he doesn’t—”

  “Yes, he does. How could he not?”

  She narrows her eyes in on me cheekily. “Are you saying you like me?”

  “Don’t change the subject here, Iv—”

  “You’re avoiding the question, Void.”

  I groan. “I think it’s clear that I like you. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be worried about hurting you.”

  She leans in, gently kissing my lips. “I like you, too.”

  Rolling my eyes, it’s like we’re in fucking high school, and I can’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment that she has said that to me.

  Ivy stands from the bed, then she moves for the door. “I’m gonna get something for you to eat, okay?”

  I make a gesture to follow, but she throws her hands out. “Stop! You stay put and rest. I got this.”

  I nod then slump back on the bed.

  She opens the door and walks out, closing it behind her.

  Did that just happen?

  Or am I still tripping?

  I press my hand against my hard cock. “Yeah, that just happened.”

  The problem is eventually, Ivy’s going to want to go further, so I’m going to need an action plan for that day to try to keep myself in check.

  My door swings open with force as my eyes shift up, expecting Ivy to walk in, but it’s Nycto. Frown lines mar his face as he strolls in. He slumps into the desk chair, rolling it over to the bed, then kicks his feet up onto the edge of the mattress, making himself perfectly at home. Folding his arms over his chest, he lets out a grumble of expletives under his breath as I wait for what I know is coming next.

  “Can you fathom… how damn stupid it was for you to ride with alcohol and drugs in your system? Riding under the influence, you fucking idiot! You’re lucky there was no one around to witness that shit happen.”

  Regret swarms through me as I let out a long exhale because I have no answer for him. So, instead, I ask, “How’s my ride?”

  “Totaled. It’s a mangled wreck. It’s amazing you’ve come out of this so well and aren’t lying on a cold slab in the morgue. Honestly, if you weren’t so fucking high and off with the fairies, you probably would have tensed and come out of this a hell of a lot worse. But you’re paying for it, you fucked your bike in the process. What do you wanna do about a new one?”

  “I’ll go shopping when I’m a little more…. functional.”

  Nycto rubs his hand over the back of his neck, it’s a frustrated tell. “You and Ivy?”

  “There’s nothing to report. We kissed, but as far as I’m concerned, we’re taking this shit fucking slow. We need to.”

  Nycto bobs his head in understanding. “I get it, your past makes relationships difficult for you at the best of times. Ivy’s throwing a wrench into the mix being the way she is.”

  “You got that right.”

  “How are you? You sore?”

  My hand instinctively moves to my ribs. “Nerve thinks I might have broken a rib or two.”

  “Good. Maybe it will remind you of how much of a fucking idiot you were. If you ever, and I mean ever, pull a stunt like this agai—”

  “Got it! You don’t need to tell me. I got lost in my own head. I wanted to… I dunno, disappear for a while. Not have to deal with shit. Real life, you know?”

  “I know… we’ve all been there, but wasting ourselves isn’t the fucking answer. And sure as shit nearly killing yourself isn’t either. Without you, I’d have to promote Whiskey to VP, and fuck knows how that would go.”

  I chuckle. “It’d be a party every night.”

  “And every damn day.” Nycto takes a deep breath. “In all honesty, I’m happy you’re okay, brother. But you also know I can’t let this go unpunished. You’re on shine duty for the next month.”

  I go to argue, but quickly realize I deserve it. Cleaning everyone’s rides is a prospect’s job. “Yeah, fair call.”

  “You start tomorrow. Take today to rest. You’re lucky I’m in a good mood, this is a damn light punishment.”

  He’s right. I could’ve been given something much, much worse. But then again, I’m sure my brothers’ scrutiny as I slave over their rides, while the prospects stand back observing me do their dirty work, is going to be fucking torture enough.

  Maybe it is the perfect amount of punishment, or should I say fucking torment.

  Nycto stands, turning to walk for the door. “Eva told me to give you a message...” I raise my brow. “She said hurt Ivy, you’ll have her to deal with. You upset Eva, you’ll have me to deal with. So, mull that shit over in your mind a little before you lose control, VP.”

  Starting something with Ivy makes my stomach flip. If I fuck up, if I hurt her, it’s not just Ivy on the line—it’s my patch.

  I can read between the lines.

  I hear what my prez is putting down.

  If I fuck up, and it’s too fucking big, Nycto won’t hesitate to show me the door.

  He’ll choose his Ol’ Lady’s wishes over me every single time, and Eva is a package deal with her sister.

  Ivy has the power to destroy me.

  She is this perfect, precious cargo, who came off a ship all beautifully gift wrapped. She was innocent, sweet, and yet, there’s something so tantalizing about her that pulled me in, right from the start—there’s a glimmer of darkness there.

  I can’t tell what’s going to happen between Ivy and me, but I do know, if it doesn’t turn out just right, one of us is going to end up fighting for survival, and honest
ly, I’m not sure anymore which one of us it will be.

  Chapter Eleven

  IVY

  Four Days Later

  Void’s stronger than I give him credit for. He took one day to recover from his accident, but since then, he’s been up and about. Sure, he winces in pain, but he’s getting shit done.

  Like cleaning the bikes—a lot.

  I assume the brothers are making them extra dirty as his punishment. I have to admit, standing back watching him, with his shirt off as he scrubs the shining chrome, it does something for me.

  While we’ve shared a few passionate kisses here and there over the last four days since our earth-shattering first kiss, he hasn’t laid a single finger on me, not in any way to move this along. It’s like he’s scared. It’s so frustrating. All I want is for him to rip my clothes off and ravish me, but he won’t.

  Sighing, I sink into my seat as I stare at his toned ass. He’s standing at the bar talking to Nycto and my sister as I gnaw on my bottom lip, just thinking.

  Pepper slides in beside me, sporting a giant smirk. “If you stare any harder, your eyes will fall out of your face.”

  “But he’s so good to look at.” I giggle.

  Pepper turns, glancing at Void with a shrug. “Yeah, true, but if you want things to move quicker, then maybe you need to make the first move. Void has certain… um, tastes, and if he’s scared to go there with you, the only way is to make him. If you’re ready to go there, that is.”

  “The thing is, everyone keeps telling me, even Void, about how he needs to take it slow. How he needs to be gentle with me, but no one will tell me why? What the hell is he so into that should have me running scared?”

  “Running scared? Maybe not. But preparing yourself? Yeah, probably.”

  Furrowing my brows, I turn to her, studying the longing expression in her eyes. “Have you and Void…” I trail off.

  Pepper snaps her head back to me with regret showing in her features. “Well… I mean, I’m a club girl. It’s what I’m here for, besides all the cooking, cleaning, and morale, but I haven’t for a while. Not since you’ve been here…” she pauses then continues, “… I don’t imagine Trixie or Stacey have either.”

  “Great, so both of us have a chastity belt on right now.” I sink into my seat a little further.

  Pepper chuckles. “He’s not doing it to punish you, Ivy. He’s doing it because he cares.”

  “Honestly, unless he’s into killing the girls, then fucking a corpse, he needs to lighten the hell up.”

  Pepper bursts out laughing making Void turn our way. “Shit, you’re funny. I didn’t know that about you. And obviously, I’m still alive, so there’s no necrophilia involved when it comes to Void…” She’s let’s out a laugh, “You’re safe.”

  Void heads our way as I let out a sexually frustrated huff. “Maybe I should knock him out… feed him a Viagra, then I’d have my way…”

  Pepper shakes her head. “Umm… that would be illegal. Plus, he’d likely be so freaking mad at you th—”

  “Who would be mad?” Void asks, stepping in front of us.

  Pepper swallows hard, but I shrug. “You would be if I tried to mount you in your sleep.”

  Void rolls his eyes. “Not this a-fucking-gain. Now you’re talking about us to other people?”

  I huff. “Wouldn’t have to if you just gave me your di—”

  Reaching down, he grabs my arm and hoists me up, effectively cutting me off. “Okay, c’mon, time to go.”

  Pepper gives me two thumbs up as Void drags me with him through the clubhouse toward the hall, and all the while, my stomach flutters in excitement.

  Is he taking me to his bedroom?

  “Where are we going?” I whisper, my voice coming out all breathy.

  Void’s lips turn up at the corner. “Jesus, you sound sexy when you’re worked up like this. We have some place we need to be.”

  My brows scrunch as we walk past the entry to the hall, then keep heading for the exit of the clubhouse. “We’re not going to your room?”

  “Keep up, sweet thing. C’mon, let’s go.”

  Disappointment flows through me, but the massive grin on Void’s face, causing the left dimple on his cheek to pop in, soon makes my frustration disappear. We rush outside to where Ominous is waiting for us in a cage, and I smile. “We going somewhere?”

  “Now you’re catching on.” Void helps me into the rear of the cage, then walks to the front passenger side next to Ominous.

  Void awkwardly jumps in as I close my door. He’s still sore, the poor guy.

  Ominous starts the car, and we’re off to where, I have no idea.

  “Ominous, where are we going?”

  He side-eyes Void.

  Void nods, obviously giving the okay to tell me.

  “To get my VP a new ride.”

  My eyes widen. “We’re going bike shopping?”

  Void turns back to me, winces with the pain in his ribs, but gives me the brightest grin I’ve ever seen from him. “Yeah, and you’re helping me choose it.”

  I let out an audible gasp. “I am?”

  “You are!”

  Ho… ly… shit!

  “I thought this is a sacred thing, a man choosing his bike?”

  “It is, but you’re part of my life, Ivy, and I want you to be for a long time. So, you’re going to help me choose my next bike seeing as you’ll be spending time on the back of it.”

  Okay, so wow! Here’s me complaining about not getting any, then he tells me something like that.

  I lean forward, my hand stretches out to caress the side of his face. “It would be my honor.” I move forward planting a firm kiss on his lips. A tingle shoots through my soul.

  “Ivy, you’re gonna need to sit back, I can’t see out the side of the cage,” Ominous grunts like we’re annoying the shit of out him.

  I giggle, regrettably pulling my lips from Void’s, and sit back in my seat while assessing Ominous. His short, light blond back and sides make him look like he’s just come out of the military. The trimmed beard on his face gives him a masculine appearance. Ominous is hot, there’s no denying it, but there’s something mysterious about him as well. “Hey, Ominous, why aren’t you on the gate anymore?” I question while throwing my legs up on the seat and getting comfortable.

  “We’re talking? I thought you said all I had to do was drop you off?” Ominous grunts to Void.

  “I can’t stop her from asking questions,” Void replies.

  I sit forward placing my arms on each of their seats, my head popping through into the middle section. “That’s right, so you may as well talk to me, or I can get reaaally annoying.”

  Ominous mumbles something under his breath. “Fine… fuck! Since Spark took off for Australia, I’m needed more inside, so West is manning the gate. We rotate it out between the other brothers.”

  “Mmm… and you’re happy with not being on the gate?”

  Ominous turns to look at me for the briefest of seconds before his eyes go back to the road. “Why are you so interested in my life all of a sudden?”

  Void snorts. “C’mon, man, she’s not some conspiracy trying to take you out.”

  “That’s what everyone thinks before they get hit with the motherload of all payloads wiping them the fuck out,” Ominous grunts.

  “Wow! You’re really tense. I get why they call you Ominous now, ‘cause you’re so freaking foreboding.”

  “I’ll take that as a compliment.” He keeps his eyes focused firmly on the road.

  “It wasn’t one.”

  “I’ll take it anyway.”

  “You’re my kinda guy, Ominous. A no-holds-barred, take-no-shit...” I smirk. “Why haven’t we talked before now?”

  “Because we haven’t been locked in a car together.”

  “See, you’re just like me… a twisted sense of humor. I like you, Ominous. We’re gonna get along just fine.”

  He grunts. “Yeah, you’re okay… I suppose.”

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nbsp; Void huffs. “While this is very enlightening, seeing a brother and my girl getting along…” Oh, holy hell, Void just called me his girl. “… I need you to drive, and Ivy? You have to come up with a name.”

  “A name?” I jerk my head back in confusion.

  “For my ride.”

  “Oh, no way! I can’t name your bike till I see it. That shit has to come naturally. It can’t be premeditated, or it won’t fit properly.”

  “Shit, you are club material.” Ominous scoffs.

  I smile. “I am, aren’t I?”

  Void groans. “Jesus Christ! You two having any sort of friendship is gonna cause me all kinds of fucking drama.”

  Ominous and I both smirk.

  “Sooo much drama,” I reply.

  “Fuck’s sake!” Void groans as Ominous and I both laugh.

  A short while later, Ominous arrives at the Harley Davidson dealership. Excitement bubbles up inside of me as we pull into the parking lot. Ominous turns off the engine and faces Void. “Need me to come in and wait?”

  “Nah, brother, I’ll be riding home.”

  My smile is as wide as it can be while my insides clench in desire. The last time I rode with Void, I felt such an adrenaline rush I nearly passed out. This time I’ll be riding, knowing I helped him choose his bike.

  I reach for the door handle but turn back. “Thanks for the ride, Ominous.”

  He dips his chin but says nothing. I don’t expect anything less.

  Jumping out of the car, Void is by my side in an instant. He reaches out for my hand, taking it in his. Gnawing on my lip, I peek through the giant front window at all the shiny bikes on display. “Honestly, I don’t know how I will contain myself.”

  Void tilts his head toward the door. “Then let’s go in and see how you do.”

  I bounce on my toes in excitement. Walking inside the giant showroom, my eyes don’t know where to look. I want to learn how to ride a bike, so I can come pick my own one day.

  I wonder if Void will teach me?

  “Will you show me… how to ride? So, I can get my own bike one day?”

  “Ivy… you’re tiny. I’m not sure you’ll be okay with a Harley.”