by E. C. Land
Once I had Nora back in my arms. I didn’t let her go, not once. I needed to feel her against me. I held her through the night. I couldn’t help thinking of just how strong willed my woman really was. Not only did my woman do her best to try and protect our child during those hours she had been lost to me, but never did her faith in my waiver. Nora knew I was coming for her. I’d come for her.
That’s what I did and in doing so the club started a war we hadn’t intended to. Well technically they’d started it by aligning themselves with a monster who hurts women. But it was my bullet that lit the fuse. I’d taken one look at my ol’ lady and saw her naked body with bruises starting to form, arms chained above her head and lost my mind. Especially, when I’d noticed what she was chained above.
A snake pit filled with venomous snakes.
Images of that night haunt me but they’re not of what people would normally think. It’s the sight of Nora crying as she was trying to keep herself high enough not to be bitten. Fuck, I don’t think I’ll ever forget the terror in her eyes. It’s burned in my brain.
I didn’t even want to deal with Dee’s body as it laid on the floor across from where Nora had been hanging.
In the end, Nora is still the Spitfire that I first met. She had done everything in her power to keep herself alive. Hell, she’d killed one of the men before they’d chained her up.
“Orin.” At the sound of her sleepy voice, I inwardly shake my head to dismiss the thoughts swarming around in my head.
“What’s up, ma tendre?” I murmur, pressing a kiss right behind her ear.
“Are you happy?” she asks as she turns in my arms to face me.
Furrowing my brow, I meet her gaze. “Why wouldn’t I be happy?”
“Because of the things I did.” I barely hear what she says.
“Nora, mon chou, my little Spitfire, you’re gonna have to explain that to me,” I state.
“Well, because you had to kill someone to save me and then had to see me hanging over that snake pit. Plus, I was stupid and let Dee get the upper hand on me. And in doing so I could have lost our baby along with causing trouble for the club,” she murmurs, tears shining in her eyes.
“Oh, mon amour, you didn’t do anything wrong. It’s not your fault Dee was a stupid cunt who was pissed and decided to take up company with the wrong people. So, Spitfire, none and I mean none of this is on you. As for the Toxic Warriors MC, the club and I will handle them when the time’s right,” I mutter, still not understanding why she would think I wasn’t happy.
“Do you regret meeting me?” And there it is the reason for her asking.
“Mon amour, I could never regret meeting you. You’re the light of my life. The fire that burns with my soul. Shit, woman, you’re the fuse that keeps me going.” Lifting a hand from around her waist, I reach up to cup the side of her face. “Nora, I fuckin’ love you, woman. We’re gonna fight some days and say shit in the heat of the moment but never doubt my feelings for you.”
The tears Nora was holding back fall down her cheek and I use my thumb to swipe them away. “I love you too, Orin. I don’t want to ever lose you. But I can’t help feeling like something else is going to happen.”
“That’s because we have a lot of shit ahead of us, Spitfire; however, right now I don’t want to think about the future. What I want is to sink my cock into you and stay that way for the rest of the day. Hell, the rest of the week. Actually, until the day you gotta push our kid out.” As I say this, I roll my little Spitfire back while sliding between her legs and sinking into her.
Holding Nora’s gaze, I slowly thrust into her pussy. Not to be out done, she smiles as she lifts her hands to press against my chest. Pushing against me, I allow her to do this. Only because I want to know what she’s planning.
Straddling me she leans down to kiss me but stops a breath away. “I have no problem with your plan; however, I would like to light that fuse and be the one to blow your mind for once,” she whispers, her lips touching mine with each word as she rotates her hips.
Fuck me, if that’s not what she does. If this is what it’s gonna be like for the rest of our lives I have no fuckin’ problem with Nora being my fuse.
Don’t worry Breaker and Nora will be back. Their story isn’t complete just yet. Seems they have more to deal with as those that want to harm them all come out to play.
Coming next spring.
Nora’s Outrage
Author’s Note
Dear Readers,
I hope you have enjoyed Breaker’s Fuse and seeing what happened with Nora. I’ve been looking forward to writing Nora’s story since Hades Pain. Don’t think Breaker and her story is over just yet. I have quite a bit more planned for the two of them. This is just the beginning for those two.
Now the question is what’s going to happen next? In Ryder’s Rush, we will be dealing with a whole new ballgame and who knows where it will lead us.
Sincerely,
E.C.
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Chains’ Trust
Tiny
My life has never been easy, not once from the day I took my first breath. According to my dad, I was good for nothing. Well, besides breeding to the right person. My mom died, at the hands of the man who raised me, for her sins. When I turned sixteen, I ran away. Living on the streets wasn’t easy but I’d made it work. It was better than listening to the crazy that the leader of the cult would talk about.
It took me a while to make my way south. But I’d done it without spreading my legs for random men. I didn’t want to be pimped out.
So, people would wonder how I ended up at the clubhouse of the Devil’s Riot MC. Well, I met this girl, I thought she was my friend. Told me to come to the clubhouse, let the men have their way with you and you’d have the club’s protection. Figured it can’t be so bad.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a slut. I did what I thought I could handle, but in the end, I didn’t want to be passed around. After giving a couple blow jobs to a couple of the members of the club, I knew I couldn’t hack it and confronted the president of the club, Stoney. He and Tracker understood when I explained to them why I’d come to them. They didn’t turn me away like I’d thought they would.
I’d already been given the nickname of Tiny because of how short I was. Standing at no more than five foot two and weighing no more than a hundred and five pounds. Yeah, you could say I’m short.
Stoney and Tracker ended up hiring me to work the bar in the clubhouse. It worked for me because then I didn’t have to leave the clubhouse for anything. My room was here and thanks to the internet I was able to order clothes and whatever else I needed.
When Rachel, Stoney’s ol’ lady came into the picture, her and I hit it off. I started helping her with her twins, Luca and Corrine. Talk about beautiful babies. I realized helping her, what I wanted to do with my life.
I wanted to become a teacher. But you can’t do that without a college degree, and I didn’t even have my high school diploma.
Then everything went to hell the night we were all attacked. Luca and Corrine were kidnapped. Rachel was beaten as well as Momma B. A few others were raped but I ended up getting the brunt of it. For reasons I don’t know.
The guy, Jackal, he’d raped me taking my virginity and leaving me scarred. Raping me wasn’t enough for him though. No, he’d broken my leg and fractured my skull pretty much leaving me for dead.
It’s a wonder that I’d survived, but in the end I did. However now, I’m scared to be around any of the men. I refuse to leave my room unless it’s to go to the nursery for the twins.
Well, that is until Victoria brought the reasons to light for the men. Stoney and Tracker gave me options of new places I could go. In the end, I asked if I could go to the Inferno’s Clutch MC clubhouse. I really thought they’d say no but Stoney merely nodded sadly. I’ll always remember his last words to me.
“You’re family, Tiny
. You might have come to us by trying to be one of the other women who come here but you’re not. Don’t let what happened stop you from living. Heal and know you can always come home. That’s what this place is for you. Home,” Stoney said, holding Rachel next to him who simply nodded her head as she smiled at me.
I’d never really had a place I called home and the fact Stoney said that made me want to cry. I wish I could have stayed, but the clubhouse scares me. All the good memories it held for me were tarnished by the evil of one man.
Sitting in the passenger seat of the truck, Shadow is taking me to Victoria’s brother who said he’d take me in.
I only hope this is a good idea and that I can trust Chains.
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By: E.C. Land
Devil’s Riot MC Series
Horse’s Bride
Thorn’s Revenge
Twister’s Survival
Reclaimed (Boxset 1-3)
Cleo’s Rage
Connors’ Devils
Hades Pain
Badger’s Claim
Burner’s Absolution
Devil’s Riot MC Originals
Stoney’s Property
Owning Victoria
Blaze’s Mark
Taming Coyote
Inferno’s Clutch MC
Chains’ Trust
Dark Lullabies
A Demon’s Bliss
A Demon’s Harmony
Royal Bastards MC (Elizabeth City Charter)
Cyclone of Chaos
Anthologies
Guns Blazing
Rocked to the Core
Twisted Steel
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Redeemed Boxset 4-6
Devil’s Riot MC Originals
Luna’s Shadow
Choosing Nerd
Ranger’s Fury
Carrying Blaze’s Mark
Neo’s Strength
Cane’s Dominance
Dark Lullabies
A Demon’s Soul
A Demon’s Song
Inferno’s Clutch MC
Ryder’s Rush
Axel’s Promise
Fated for Pitch Black
Tiny’s Hope
Royal Bastards MC (Elizabeth City Charter)
Spiral of Chaos
Standalones
Frozen Valentine
Anthologies
Remembering Ryan
The Elites
Twisted Steel: Second Edition
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