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by Crescent, Sam


  Staring into his eyes, she felt a lump in her throat at the smallest of touch.

  Curse slid a finger through her slit, teasing her open to his touch. “You’re wet for me.”

  Words failed her. What could she say to him or do? There was nothing. Curse slowly was tearing her apart, and she didn’t know how to cope with what he was doing to her.

  Two fingers slid to the knuckle inside her followed by a third.

  “Your pussy is nice and tight. I love how you grip my cock when I’m inside you.”

  His thumb stroked over her clit. Fisting her hands at her sides, she forced herself to look at him. Curse wasn’t watching what he was doing to her body. He kept his gaze on her face all the time.

  He brushed his lips across hers, and she whimpered at the contact. There was nowhere else for her to go. Curse was forcing her to break her icy walls.

  “Let go, Mia. Give yourself to me and I promise to take care of you.”

  She shook her head. No, no one would take care of her or look after her. Mia needed to keep her wits about her.

  “Fine. You want to hold yourself back then go ahead.” The bed dipped from his body. He moved between her legs, sliding his naked cock against her. “But here you cannot fight me for long.”

  Within seconds his cock was working inside her. She could find no argument for him. His hands went to her hips, and he slid inside her to the hilt. Crying out, she stared up into his eyes, feeling lost.

  “It’s okay, baby. You can fight me all you want. I’m not going to back down. You want to be a brick wall then I’ll show you how easy they are to knock the fuck down.” He pulled out of her body only to slam back inside her.

  Pleasure took over, and Mia couldn’t find a reason to fight with him. In her heart, the only man she wanted to break down her walls was Curse.

  Chapter Five

  Mia’s cunt gripped him tightly, and Curse stared down into her shocked eyes. She was so beautiful that she stole his heart. There was no other woman for him. His brothers would laugh at the challenge before him. Chaos Bleeds had so many women at their fingertips that they didn’t need to go around fighting for a good fuck. Ashley would give him what he wanted without argument.

  None of them suited him. He wanted Mia. From the moment he saw her in the diner about to take their order, he’d wanted her. Her hair was darker than Ashley’s and her resolve to not get involved absolute. The two women intrigued him, but Mia took his obsession for her to a whole new level.

  Taking hold of her hands, he pressed them on either side of her head.

  “You’re holding me down?”

  “I’m in charge. Don’t tell me how to fuck you or you’re not going to like the answer.” Holding her hands down on the bed, he worked into her pussy, watching her gasp and try to hide it. There was so much passion inside her, but she kept it locked up. He was going to work tirelessly to open her up for him and him alone. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”

  She circled her legs around his hips, and he fucked her hard, plunging in deep. Mia cried out first, the sounds echoing around the room as she gave into his plunges. He intended to have her screaming for the rest of the night. Her voice was going to be hoarse from the work.

  Curse took her roughly, fucking her to the hilt and holding her down. Her tits bounced with each of his thrusts, but still he didn’t stop. Slamming his lips down on hers, he swallowed down her cries, loving the feel of her cunt wrapped around his shaft.

  Releasing one of her hands, he slid down and started to stroke her clit. The rippling in her pussy got harder as he worked her pussy. Kissing her neck, he sucked on the pulse beating rapidly against her flesh.

  “Come on, Mia, come all over my cock. Show me how fucking dirty you can get. I want to feel every drop of cum soaking my length.”

  She groaned and jerked in his arms. He pinched her clit and slammed inside her then stroked the hurt away throwing Mia into orgasm. Her cum washed all over his cock. Groaning, he slammed in deep while also caressing her clit.

  “Stop, please, stop, no more.” She screamed the words after he continued to caress her clit.

  Curse stopped stroking her body and pulled out of her heat.

  “What are you doing?” she asked. Her gaze moved to his.

  “Get on your knees.”

  Mia hesitated for several seconds before going to her knees before him. He stared at the expanse of her ass. She was so fucking sexy. His cock was wet with her cream.

  Spreading the cheeks of her ass open, he stared at the entrance of her cunt. Her cum leaked out and dripped down to her clit.

  Looking at the puckered hole of her ass, he was tempted to fuck her there.

  “You ever been taken in the ass?”

  “No.”

  That was going to be something he remedied.

  Sliding his cock through her slit, he bumped her nub then dropped back to plunge into her. Gripping her hips, he groaned from the new depth of her pussy. She squeezed him tight. Her juices eased his path all the way inside her.

  “Do you feel me, baby?”

  “Yes.”

  “Your pussy better get used to me being inside you. I’m never going to stop.” He rammed inside her to the hilt, loving each gasp and ripple coming from her.

  For several thrusts, he held onto her hips and simply fucked her loving the feel of how deeply he plunged inside her from this angle. Gazing down at her ass, the temptation to play with her was too strong. Releasing one hip, he slid his fingers through her cream, stroking her clit in the process. Her screams were muffled by the pillow underneath her.

  He slapped her ass, and she jerked looking around at him.

  “Those screams are mine. Make sure I can fucking hear them.” He slapped her ass again for good measure.

  She threw the pillow away from her, and he got to hear every moan without it being muffled from the fabric.

  Coating his fingers with her natural lube, he pressed his fingers to the puckered hole of her ass. Mia froze.

  “This is mine now, baby. No fighting me.”

  “I don’t want you to fuck my ass.”

  “I won’t fuck your ass tonight, but I’ll get you ready to fuck it when I want.” Thrusting inside her, he caressed over her ass waiting for her to relax. She didn’t give in to him. Mia stayed tense, but he wasn’t having any of it. Working her cunt and ass together he slowly gave her no choice but to relax.

  When she was no longer tense, he pressed the tip of one finger to her ass. He eased past the tight ring of muscles determined to keep him out. She tensed a little but no longer enough to give her pain.

  He paused inside her pussy as he slowly eased one finger inside her anus. She shook beneath him. Curse held her hip as he worked the finger into the knuckle. He took his time, making sure she accepted him into her body with ease.

  After several seconds passed, he added in a second finger.

  “No more,” she said, tightening around him. He had no intention of pushing her too far with her first time. Pumping into her ass, he worked his fingers into her ass feeling her come apart. Her pussy constantly clenched around him, and her cream spilled over his arousal.

  “You love the feel of my cock, don’t you, baby?”

  “Yes.”

  “You’re going to give me this cunt every chance I get.” He didn’t pose it as a question, but still she answered it.

  “Yes.”

  Over and over, he plundered her warmth while also working her ass. She started to thrust back against him. Curse didn’t mind her getting involved.

  The only sound in the room was that of their heavy breathing. He had her naked, taking his cock and hands, and he wasn’t going to complain.

  “Fuck me, baby. Show me how fucking hot you are.”

  Ramming inside her, Curse felt the first stirrings of his orgasm start. One final thrust and he growled his release. Even through the haze of pleasure, he wanted Mia to come. No longer gripping her hip, he teased her clit. Within seconds s
he was coming right along with him.

  Collapsing over her, he removed his fingers from her ass but stayed within her tight pussy.

  “Do you have any diseases?” she asked.

  “No.”

  “I’m going to get on the pill or do something.” Her body vibrated from the words she spoke. Curse wrapped an arm around her body. He’d carry her through to the bathroom when he was ready.

  His body was too weak to move.

  “Why?”

  “I don’t want kids, Curse. Sex with you is going to end up with kids if you’re not prepared to wear protection.”

  After feeling her once without a condom, Curse didn’t want to spoil the fun. She’d never believe him, but she was the first woman he’d ever taken without the use of a rubber.

  “Whatever. You’re not taking the morning after pill. What happens, happens.”

  “If I’m pregnant I’m not keeping it.”

  He turned her over, glaring down at her. “You’re not killing anything we make together. If there’s a baby, I’ll be a fucking father to it.”

  “You couldn’t father a fucking child, Curse. You’re out on the road more often than not. Ashley told me you can’t stand to be grounded for long. Newsflash, babies need constant attention.”

  His anger spiked. Pulling out of her body, he stared down at her fisting his hands at his sides.

  “I’m going to wash up. You better consider what you’ve just said by the time I get back.”

  “Why?” she asked, arms folded over her breasts.

  “Because I don’t make it a habit to hurt a woman. You talk that shit again I may make an exception.” He stormed off, letting his words sink in. Curse knew he wouldn’t hurt her, but Mia didn’t have the first fucking clue as to what she said.

  No, he didn’t stay home for long periods of time. Each time he left Piston County he had a pretty good reason. The Skulls were attracted to trouble. Devil wouldn’t leave his friend to suffer. Chaos Bleeds and The Skulls had a precarious relationship but one that worked.

  If he had a woman and a kid then he wouldn’t be rushing off whenever trouble lurked around the corner.

  Washing his cock and fingers, he returned to the bedroom with a cloth.

  “I’m sorry,” she said. “It was rude of me to say something so awful. I don’t know how you’d be as a father for your child.”

  Staring at her, he nodded, accepting her apology.

  Mia was an enigma. On the one hand she was a bitch, fighting him at every turn, but then she turned and was this sweet woman who looked totally lost.

  When he got a chance to, he was going to fucking give some to Ashley. The other woman was accepted by the club, but that didn’t mean she had the right to tell Mia about his business.

  ****

  Mia woke to strong, ink covered arms wrapped around her. Glancing behind her she saw Curse was asleep holding onto her tightly. There was no chance of leaving his side without him waking up. Blowing some hair off her face, she stayed in his arms, trying her hardest not to tense.

  “You want to fuck, little girl. I can give you what you want.”

  The words haunted her, and on the clock beside the bed she saw it was the anniversary of what she had done. Closing her eyes, she counted to ten to stop herself from thinking about him.

  “Stop being tense. It’s the morning, and you’ve just woken up. No one should be this tense.” Curse muttered the words against her ear and kissed her neck.

  “I’ve got to go.” She didn’t have cleaning today for other people. Mia worked a double shift at the diner doing the morning then the afternoon shift.

  “Where?”

  “I’ve got to work.”

  “Again.”

  “Real people have to deal with real work.” Mia kept facing the wall.

  “What? You don’t think I work? I work fucking hard. Devil has us working at the club, the strip club, and doing whatever we need to do for Jerry.”

  The mention of Jerry made her tense. He noticed.

  “How the fuck do you know Jerry?”

  “I used to clean his house.” She tried to climb out of the bed, but Curse wasn’t letting her go.

  “There’s more to it than that. Used to, why did you stop?”

  “It’s none of your business. I need to pee. Will you let me the fuck go?”

  “No, stay still and answer my fucking question.”

  Growling in frustration, she turned to glare at him.

  “What part of it being none of your business don’t you get?”

  “You know what he is. I want to know why you tensed up at the mention of his name. I’m not fucking stupid, Mia. Tell me.”

  Throwing her arms up in the air, she didn’t see him letting her get away with anything. “He offered me a job yesterday. A working job with male clients. Can you believe two men within hours of each other offering me money to fuck them? Get off me.” She shoved his arm away, shocked he let her go.

  “You’re not working for him again.”

  “Duh, I stopped it instantly. I told him to get another cleaner. I’m not for sale.” Storming into the bathroom, she did her business, washed her hands then brushed her teeth with the spare toothbrush. Entering the bedroom she saw Curse was stretching to his full height.

  Words failed her as she looked at him. Every single hard muscle was on display for her to see.

  “Do you want to come and lick me? You’ve got drool coming from your mouth already.”

  Sticking her tongue out, she grabbed her uniform and started to wriggle into the dress. With the dress on her hips, she fixed her bra into place.

  “You work too much,” he said.

  “I work enough to make my mom comfortable. Most people would do the same.”

  “No they wouldn’t. A lot of people are self-centered assholes who couldn’t give a fuck about their parents. You’re different. Angel would like you.”

  She turned to him. “Who is Angel?”

  He chuckled. “Are you jealous?”

  “No, of course not.” The lies came easily as he finished buttoning up her dress.

  “Angel is one of the women at The Skulls. Lash’s woman who seems to attract as much trouble as the club itself. She’s a sweetheart and loves Lash.”

  “You sound in love with her.”

  “Nah, she’s too sweet for me. I like a woman who’s not afraid to show me her claws.”

  Mia rolled her eyes. “I need you to take me to the diner. I’m not going to get home to take care of my mom. Will you do that for me?”

  “Sure, for a price.”

  Shoulders dropping, she stared at him. “What do you want?”

  “A kiss.”

  “What?”

  “I’ll go and check on your mother and all you’ve got to do is put those pretty lips on mine.”

  As she stared at him for several seconds, he didn’t move away. They faced each other, and she was struck by how different they were.

  “A kiss for you to check on my mom. You spent all night kissing and fucking me.”

  “Exactly, I want to know what it’s like to have those beautiful lips on mine without me having to take charge.” He stepped closer, invading her space.

  “You’re making me do it now.”

  “Maybe I am, but you’re going to have to convince me that you want this or I won’t go and help your mother.”

  She wanted to deny him. Her break was more than enough time for her to get back to her mother.

  Kiss him. You know you want to.

  Running her hands up his bare chest, she circled her hands around his neck. “Curse, would you look after my mother?”

  Before he could answer, she tugged him down to kiss him. He didn’t fight her and came down to her easily. She slid her tongue over his lips, and he opened his to let her inside.

  Playing with the hair at the base of his neck, she melted against him loving the feel of his lips on hers.

  His hand caught her ass, and Curse took ov
er, kissing her deeply.

  After what felt like a lifetime she pulled away from him. He licked his lips and smiled.

  “Baby, you didn’t really have to convince me. I was happy with a kiss on the cheek.”

  She punched him in the arm.

  A quick breakfast of coffee and toast, and they were out on his bike. She held onto Curse as he rode the way back to the diner. He’d given her a pair of boxers to wear in place of the panties he tore the night before.

  Outside of the diner he kept the bike running.

  “I’ll come and collect you tonight.”

  “I can’t stay away from my mom two nights in a row.”

  “I’m not asking you to. We’ll spend the night at your mother’s. Don’t worry, I won’t fuck you for her to hear even though I think she’d be happy to know you get some excitement.”

  She slapped his shoulder again. “Stop it. Make sure she takes her medication.”

  Turning her back on him, she walked into the diner aware of his gaze on her. Mia saw she still had thirty minutes before her actual shift began. Nodding at several of the customers and waitresses she made her way to the staff room. Sitting on the bench nearest her locker she thought over what happened last night.

  He was never going to let up. Curse didn’t fool her. The questions would stop for her, but he wouldn’t stop in his attempt to find out the answers. The staff room had a phone for them to make calls. She placed a couple of cents in the bowl and dialed Ashley’s number.

  It rang a couple of times before Ashley answered.

  “Whoever the fuck that is you tell them to be reasonable next time.” A male was shouting in the background.

  “Shut it, Pussy. It’s my phone, and I can have calls whenever the hell I want. Hello,” Ashley said.

  “Hey, it’s me, Mia.”

  “Mia, honey, how are you?”

  “Check the date. How do you think I am?”

  The silence on the other end was deafening.

  “Hey, where are you going?” Pussy asked.

  “I’ve got to take this in private.” Ashley spoke up.

  Resting her head against the wall, Mia wished she hadn’t called, but the only person she could talk to was her friend.

 

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