by Crimson Syn
KNOX
A Hellbound Lovers MC
Crimson Syn
Contents
DEDICATION
INTRO
TERMS USED BY LA CRUZ
Prologue
1. Knox
2. Knox
3. Jade
4. Knox
5. Jade
6. Jade
7. Knox
8. Knox
9. Jade
10. Jade
11. Knox
12. Jade
13. Knox
14. Knox
15. Knox
16. Knox
17. Knox
18. Jade
Epilogue
Second Epilogue
COMING SOON
Death Row Shooters
Chapter One
Afterword
Also by Crimson Syn
DEDICATION
The Hellbound Lovers MC has been so absolutely amazing to write. I have learned so much in this journey, and Wolf and my bad boys have opened so many doors to such new and exciting things. I can’t wait to show you what else I have in store for you. I have had so much support and such amazing people around me. First and foremost, my ARC team, fans and readers who are taking this journey with me. Lovelies, you make writing these hot alpha men so worth it and so much fun. I write them all for you.
A warm thank you to my parents who have always shown how proud they are of me and support me no matter what I do. My amazing PA and beautiful, Siobhan. You have been there for me when I needed you the most and I love you so much for it. Thank you to my amazing authors who put up with my endless array of questions and who lend me an ear and a shoulder when I need it the most-Nikki Landis, my bestie, who is always there for me when I need her. I love you, babe! You all inspire me and guide me every step of the way. I couldn’t have done it without your unending support.
A very special thank you to my best friend Celina, whom without her approval, Wolf would never have been published. She is my readers’ eyes and ears. She’s the first person who glances at my boys and tells me if the storyline makes sense, if the heat is turned up high, and if she got the feels. She’s the one behind the scenes who has been there with me through all my crazy deadlines and pressures. Thank you, my sweet friend, I couldn’t have done this without you.
And there’s one more person I want to thank. This person is very important to me because he has supported this crazy idea of being an Author since day one, when I told him I was going to write Romance, Erotic Romance, and he looked at me and said, “Okay, I don’t want to know. Just make sure to get famous so I can quit my job and live off you.” My younger brother, Peter, is my rock, and he is a big part of this whole picture. I have to give him credit for my sexy book covers and teasers. He’s been with me through every single process and if his trained eye says go for it, then that cover gets revealed.
He’s also a huge part of this story. He has guided me through all these gangs, cartels, and turf wars. He’s the one I go to when I need to bounce around ideas. He is actually quite the silent mastermind, but don’t tell him I said that. Knox is very special to me because I got to work with my brother and I saw the way his mind works so intricately in creating a story. He helped me give the story that intensity it needed and I am truly grateful for his support and for having him by my side.
THANK YOU
INTRO
Welcome to the exclusive Hellbound Lovers MC. I hope you enjoy these dangerous and wickedly passionate alphas. The women who handle them need to be ready to handle the ride of their lives.
These bikers like it rough, hard, and require their women to kneel down and take what they’re offering without asking any questions. They are definitely meant for a mature audience.
18+ boys and girls.
Stay tuned after KNOX for a special sneak peek into Death Row Shooters Ryan “The Reaper” Simon, coming soon!
Copyright © 2018 by Crimson Syn
All rights reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
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TERMS USED BY LA CRUZ
La Cruz - The Cross
Hermosa - Beautiful
Quédate quieta! - Stay still!
A la buena or a la mala - The easy way or the hard way.
Miserables de mierda! - Miserable shits!
No sirven para nada! - You’re good for nothing!
Dale! Hazla guitar! - Do it! Make her scream!
Calmate- calm down
Perdon - Excuse me
El Diable Blanco - The White Devil
Prologue
Knox
Five Years Ago…
I was standing at the bar making sure the shipment of product we had ordered had come through in its entirety. The members had been diligently working on opening Ravenous for the last few months and we were finally seeing the results. Wolf's idea was to make the club a refuge for everybody. If you stepped foot in Ravenous all your worries would stay at the door. Guns were to be checked in as soon as you walked in and exclusive memberships were to be given out to anyone interested. They were also signing fucking contracts where if rules were broken they responded to The Hellbound Lovers. Wolf had given Cain full access as Sargent At Arms to set any rules he pleased, and those included the Velvet Rooms. Playrooms for the girls and shit like that. First and foremost, we needed to hire bartenders and crew. We needed a bouncer and of course our dancers.
Three stages were set right up front for the entertainment. Everyone knows you can't have a club and not have the pussy available. Grayson, the club's VP and Wolf's right hand oversaw hiring and Wolf made it damn clear that there was no fucking the help. We could do anything we wanted with any sheep that walked in, but we were to leave the dancers alone. And everyone knew that when Wolf set his rules, you either obeyed them or you’d get stripped of your title, no questions asked. It had always been this way in the Hellbound Lovers. It was stipulated in the regulations when you became a member. You either accepted it or you packed up your shit.
I was taking out the glassware with Riggs when the lights suddenly dimmed and heavy R&B music began to pump through the speakers. We both looked up, our eyes glued to the empty stage. After a long suspenseful moment, a sultry blonde walked out. My heart skipped a beat as I watched her long legs wrap around the dancer’s pole. She was so fucking young, not more than eighteen. She was up on the stage swiveling her wide, curvy hips to the beat of Ginuwine’s Pony and I thought my dick was never going to go down again.
“Now that is going to attract men."
I growled quietly. I didn’t want anyone near her, but I kept my mouth shut. I knew better than to tell anyone my feelings. I’d never hear the end of it, especially with Riggs.
“Damn man, she’s fine! Fuck!”
“We got serious shit to do Riggs, just get back to work.”
Riggs huffed and puffed but did as I asked. With every ounce of willpower that I owned, I tore my gaze away from the stage and went back to work. There was no mistaking the girl was gorgeous. She was beyond gorgeous, she was a fucking angel.
I turned to put some of the boxes back in the inventory room when a crashing sound echoed through the empty hall. I looked back and caught Grayson storming the stage.
“Knox!” He yelled out as I realized a light fixture had fallen onto the stage and was pinning down the beautiful girl.
I literally flew across the bar and up the stage calling out to Riggs. She was sitting up, holding her leg that was pinned down by t
he metal rack. Grayson tried to lift it, but she cried out in pain and I swear I fucking hated that sound.
“Wait! Wait!” I yelled out at him and turned to her. It’s then that I noticed her eyes. The most beautiful crystal blue eyes I’d ever seen. I slid my hand across her arm and she bit her lip and looked up at me worriedly. Riggs jumped onto the stage and I heard him curse.
"Okay Angel, Gray and Riggs are going to lift so I need you to hold on tight to me okay?"
She nodded quickly. “It hurts.”
“Yeah, Kitten. I know.” I leaned towards her and she wrapped her arm around my neck. She had this scent of strawberries and field flowers that had me breathing her in as much as possible.
She felt small and supple in my arms as I slid my arm beneath her thighs. I looked at Gray and Riggs.
“On three!”
I looked back at her and our eyes locked. “One. Two. Three!” They hauled the heavy object up barely a few inches and I swiftly swept her out from under it.
“Fuck!” she cursed and groaned. I looked down and realized her leg was bleeding.
“I’m taking her to the ER!”
“Fuck Jade, I’m so sorry.” Grayson ran a hand down his face, his brow furrowed.
I looked down at her, wondering if Jade was just a stage name.
“It’s okay Gray. I’m okay,” her voice rang out sweetly as she clung onto me.
“No baby, look at you.” He leaned in to touch her and I took a step back. My eyes narrowed on Grayson’s and I think I actually bared my teeth at my brother. I felt Jade’s gaze on me, and I tore my gaze from Grayson to get lost in hers.
“Okaaay,” he raised his hands and backed away. “So, you’re gonna take her to the hospital?”
I rolled my eyes. “Get out of the way, man.”
“The job’s yours Jade! Start when you can!”
She jumped lightly in my arms and smiled from ear to ear. "Thanks, Gray, I won't let you down!"
I grunted and strode over to the front door. Pausing for a moment I looked down at her. “Grab that.”
I nodded over at my leather jacket that was lying on the bar countertop. She reached back as I bent down and she swept it up and pressed it against her chest. I notice her eyes watch me carefully and I swallowed hard, having this yearning of wanting to be held tight in her arms just like that.
A few minutes later I had her propped up sideways on my bike, the trickle of blood had run down to her ankle and the leg looked bruised but not broken. I placed my jacket around her shoulders to hide her from prying eyes. She was barely wearing any clothes and I didn’t want her being ogled at. Yeah, I know I’m a fool. I took out my bandana and got down on my knees.
“Oh! You don’t have to...”
“Hush now.” I looked down at her leg and as I ran my hand down her soft calf I heard her gasp. Gripping her ankle gently, I propped it up on my knee and lightly cleaned up the drying blood.
She hissed and I couldn’t help but squeeze her flesh. When I looked up at her she was looking right at me, her cute lip biting was driving me crazy.
“Are you always this sullen?” Her unexpected smile had my whole world fucking flipping upside down.
“Hold onto me.” My voice was firm, but my hold on her was gentle.
I looked down at her injury and taking the bandana, I wrapped it around her leg. I felt her place her hand on my shoulder and I closed my eyes for a minute. Her touch, even over the thin material of my shirt, heated up my insides.
“This may hurt.” I tied up the bandana around her leg and pulled at the ends, tightly securing it so that the bleeding could be contained. She groaned and did this fucking, sweet whimper that if I wasn’t already on my knees I’d fucking drop for her right then and there. I wanted to hear that whimper again, as I was molding her pussy to my cock.
I looked up at her and she was fucking pouting at me. I reached up and stroked her cheek, her expression softening and I had this strong temptation to kiss those plump lips. I shoved that feeling way down deep inside, hiding it away. Now that she was a Ravenous employee there was no way I could touch her. Wolf was strict. When he said no, he meant it. He’d kick me out if he found out I was sleeping around with the girls he hired. Shit, if anyone found out they may take her away from me, or take me away from her. Rules were meant to be followed when it came to the HLMC.
I lifted her and positioned her so that she'd straddle the seat. I couldn't help but stare at her. She was so fucking beautiful. In that instant, I wanted to run away with her. Take us far away from here where no one could find us. Where no one could separate us. I slid onto the bike, gripping tightly to the handles.
“Hold on tight,” my voice sounded laced with lust over the roar of the bike engine.
She grabbed my waist and the feel of her body pressed against my back was fucking perfect. Through the thin t-shirt, I could feel the softness of her breasts as they molded to me, the heat of her touch as her hands slid around my waist and hugged me tightly. At that moment, I knew there would never be anyone who could provide me the warmth she did. It was seeping into my bones by the second and there was no stopping it. No one would know. It would be my secret obsession to deal with. She would be my obsession. But I’ll tell you one thing. She belongs to me. If I can’t have her, no one fucking will.
1
Knox
Present Day…
“Nnnngh, Knox!”
Her voice filled my headphones and I watched as her legs spread themselves wider, her feet planted firmly on the mattress as she elevated her hips. Her fingers danced wildly on that juicy clit of hers as her hips rolled erotically in the air. I leaned forward in the seat, staring fixedly at her as her tight body tensed and released in a powerful orgasm that assaulted all her senses.
I tugged on my hard cock, humping at my fist as I watched her come undone. Her legs shook, her pretty tits trembled as she drove herself from one orgasm to the next, all the while my name slipping from her tongue. My cock enjoying the show as I watched that tight little pussy contract wildly as she came for me.
The camera was angled in the perfect position, where I could zoom in on that pretty slit and focus on those luscious tits that bobbed deliciously as she shuddered. My cock exploded as I imagined myself thrusting into her depths. My sweet, beautiful Jade and her nightly ritual that had me blowing my seed and yearning to be inside of her. It wasn't my fault she liked spreading her legs for me every night. Then again, if she caught wind of what I was doing, she’d fucking kill me.
I’m not saying what I was doing was right. Fuck, it was downright illegal. But, you think I gave a shit? If you do, you’re heavily mistaken. I’m not that kind of guy. I don’t give a shit. Fuck, I’ve done a lot of illicit crap in my life, but this warrants the worst thing I’ve ever done. Intruding on my dead best friend’s little sister is wrong at so many fucked up levels. But like I said, it’s not my fault she enjoys spreading her legs for me so much.
About a year ago, I had taken it upon myself to borrow some cameras and audio from Riggs. I had installed the equipment in the club after Wolf had told me to watch over the girls. Girls meaning the dancers. In specific, there was one dancer I was supposed to guard with my life. Jade Winters. The girl had been my cross to bear ever since she walked into Ravenous that afternoon five years ago. Problem was, she never fucking walked out. She was a constant reminder of what I could never have.
But I’ll get to that point later.
Back to the cameras.
When all the shit with the gangs had gone down, we had put up extra security and I had made sure all the girls had been protected. So, after installing the equipment I had some cameras left over, and since I was trying to keep away from Jade as much as possible, I figured there was no harm in installing a few in her apartment. The best part about this whole situation was that Grayson liked to fuck with his brothers. He found out at some point that I had a thing for Jade, even though I never fucking told a soul, but the fucker knew. So he decided t
o give her the apartment right next to mine. On top of the fact that I was watching over her at the club, now I was also giving her a ride home every night after work.
I had to admit it was easier to track down where she was going since she lived so close. I knew her schedule, her every step, and while she was at work one night I snuck into her place and hid the cameras in the apartment. One in the living room, one facing the hallway entrance, and yes, one in her bedroom. It was facing the goddamn window in case someone tried to pay her a visit in the middle of the night. I’m not a complete fucking perv.
It's not my fucking fault that somehow the camera had swiveled around to face the foot of her bed. But I have to admit, when I found her like this a few months ago, there was no fucking way I wasn't going to watch, let alone listen. That first time was the end for me. That's when I fucking confirmed what I always knew to be true. Jade was in love...with me. That first night, as I turned up the volume on the audio and her sultry voice rang out through my earphones, I was completely hypnotized. But then that silky voice breathed my name, over and over until she was cumming to it. Her deep moans filling my senses had made my cock spurt within my jeans. The fucker just lost control. Shit, I’d never felt such need in my whole fucking life.
Night after night she whispered my name. Night after night she shuddered in ecstasy as she screamed for me to go harder, faster. I’d sometimes get glimpses of her fantasies as she begged me to suck her pussy, or screamed for me to fuck her harder. And night after night her voice would echo through my head, pleading with me to make her mine.