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Death’s Dirty Demands

Chaos Bleeds, 5

It’s the festive season, and the Chaos Bleeds MC is spending it at the clubhouse, where the women are making it sickly sweet. Death has tried to keep his distance from the redhead, Brianna. He knows there’s something different about her, but unlike his brothers before him, he refuses to fall for the woman who plagues his thoughts. 

Brianna was sold as a sex slave by her uncle, but then in the midst of the fallout from Gonzalez, Devil and his crew saved her. Out of all of the Chaos Bleeds men, Death intrigues her the most. She knows she should keep her distance, but when Devil gives her an ultimatum—to become a club whore, an old lady, or leave—she doesn’t have much choice. 

Death offers his protection. He wants her, but no other brother can have her. She never expects feelings to enter the equation. Keeping Death out of her heart is a lot harder than she anticipated. 

Can Death bring himself to love a woman with a murky past, or will he pass her on when he grows bored? 

Be Warned: anal sex

 

Excerpt:

This was all new territory.

“Show me,” he said.

“What?”

“Show me you want my kiss.”

He’d never have her mistaking his intentions. Brianna was going to be part of this relationship equally.

She stared at his chest for several seconds. Her hands were still lying on his arms. Death waited to see what she’d do. He saw the hard buds of her nipples pressing against the shirt she wore.

Was she wet? He was desperate to find out yet waited. All good things came to those who waited.  

Slowly, she glided her hands up his arms going to his neck. She rested her fingers against the pulse beside his neck. Her gaze stayed on her hands where they lay before gliding around his neck. She went to her toes drawing his head down to hers. Death didn’t make her fight for his lips.

He made sure she pulled him down. At first she pressed her lips to his, smashing them together. The action was awkward. Was this what Ripper had gone through? Cutting the thought off, he knew Brianna was different from Judi.

They were two different women with two different paths. Neither of them were the same kind of woman.

Her other hand circled his neck, and she finally let go. She didn’t press hard but claimed his lips in a proper kiss. His cock tightened to the point of pain. The hard buds of her nipples pressed against his chest.

Death gripped her ass drawing her close to him. She moaned, deepening the kiss, plunging her tongue into his mouth. The kiss went from sweet to naughty in a matter of seconds. He thrust his cock against her stomach, wanting to sink inside her tight cunt.

“Death,” she said, whimpering.

“I know, baby. I know.” He squeezed her ass one final time then pulled away. Death took her hands from around his body and held them out in front of them.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m not going to take you, Brianna. I want you. You’ve got ‘til Friday to make a decision.” He reached out, stroking her cheek. 

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Blind Devotion

Chaos Bleeds, 4

 Pussy’s Story

 

Ever since he learned of the death of his friend, Ashley, Pussy has been trying to do what was right for the club. Gonzalez, the new threat that The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds face, is worse than any of them anticipated. Gonzalez holds all the cards, and he’s driving the Chaos Bleeds crew down a spiral that can only end in death.

Blinded by her stepfather, Sasha has been living in a world of darkness for a long time, but one chance meeting with Pussy changes her life forever. The few moments she’s in his arms are the best of her life. He gives her independence and helps her to see her future more clearly.

However, Gonzalez is pushing the Chaos Bleeds crew to the breaking point. How long will it be before they all snap? In the midst of all this danger, Sasha, in her blindness and innocence, is a risk to the club’s future. How can Pussy choose between the love of his club and the love of his woman?

Be Warned: anal play

Excerpt:

“Was she your wife or girlfriend?”

Shane laughed. “No, she wasn’t my girlfriend. She was a club whore. Don’t worry, pet. You don’t have a clue what’s going on. I just needed to talk to someone, and I don’t know why the fuck I thought to come to you.”

She heard him move, and she reached out, holding onto thin air. Growling in frustration she took a step forward and tripped. Sasha let out a little squeal just before he caught her. His arms banded around her body, holding her steady.

“What the fuck, baby?”

Her head pressed against his chest as he spoke. The vibrations were amazing to feel. His body had to be twice the size of hers. The moment he touched her, those large hands wrapped around her body, she felt safe. This was insane. She couldn’t be feeling this way about a man she didn’t even know.

“I’m sorry. I just didn’t want you to go.” She steadied herself.

Shane walked her back until the wall stopped her from going anywhere.

“Shane, what’s going on?” she asked. Heat bloomed inside her body. She wanted him to kiss her lips.

Shit, her fantasies were so fucking childish. She had nothing to compare them to.

“I don’t go by Shane, baby. I go by Pussy.”

She frowned. “What?”

“It’s my club name. I like to eat pussy and drown in pussy. It’s my name, and it’s time you recognized it.”

His breath fanned her face. Licking her lips, she wished she could stare into his eyes.

“You are so beautiful.”

Tension built inside her, and she jerked as his lips brushed across hers.

“It’s okay, baby. I won’t hurt you. Don’t listen to the shit people say. We don’t believe in hurting people.”

Pussy’s lips crashed over hers. She ran her hands up his chest to circle his neck as one hand gripped her ass tightly.

He pulled her close, and she felt the heat of his body through the thin dress she wore. The hard ridge of his cock pressed to her body. He was long and thick. She could make out the feel of him even through their clothing.

As suddenly as he was there, kissing her, he was gone.

“Shit, I shouldn’t have done that. Forget this ever happened.”

In the next moment he was gone, leaving her lips tingling all over. 

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Curse’s Claim

Chaos Bleeds 3

 

Curse rarely deals with complicated women. Chaos Bleeds is the only place where his loyalty lies. He loves women and he certainly loves to give them a good time. Nothing was ever going to change him or force him to want anything more than what he had—then he met Mia and everything changed.

Mia cannot think about the future. Between caring for her mother and trying to take care of all of her medical bills, she doesn’t have time for anyone else. Her past holds her back. She did something awful to protect her friend but she doesn’t know how long she can handle Curse’s seduction and keep away.

He will not take no for an answer and is determined to claim this complicated woman for his own. When Mia is attacked and Curse kills the man to protect her, they have no choice but to rely on each other. However, this kill is about to set off a turn of events that’s going to land Chaos Bleeds in further trouble.

Be Warned: anal sex, spanking

 

Excerpt:

“I wouldn’t call you a whore, just desperate for money.”

“I can take care of myself. Stop bugging me. Nothing is going to come of it.”

Stepping closer, he sank his fingers into her hair pushing out the clips that she’d bound her hair with. He cupped her hip with his other hand. Claiming her lips, he moaned as she cried out. Slamming his tongue deep into her mouth, he deepened the kiss, holding her tight.

His cock threatened to split his jeans, he was that hard. She started to push him away, fighting him. Curse refused to let her go. In a matter of moments she stopped fighting him. Her hands gripped his shoulders before moving up to wind around his neck.

Not moving, he drew her closer to him. His cock pressed to her stomach, making his need known to her.

****

Mia needed to stop. This man before her was deadly. He’d take over everything she ever knew and consume her body. Every time he came around, he made sure for her to know his intentions. Now he was offering money for her to sleep with him. What hurt the most was the temptation of earning more money. She hated it. Working at the diner and cleaning houses whenever she got the chance, she still struggled to make ends meet. Her mother’s prescriptions, medical bills, and living expenses were making it impossible for her to keep up with expenses. If she was ever poorly and needed time off work then she’d be screwed. Her life was all about living on the edge of surviving. Ashley tried to help her out, but Mia couldn’t accept any money without working for it.

Curse’s tongue met hers, and she was lost. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and his entire ink covered chest was on display. His arms were so thick that as he held her, she felt delicate in comparison.

His cock pressed against her stomach. The waitress uniform she wore didn’t hold much protection against his searching cock.

“Are you wet for me, baby?”

Sinful words that she knew she couldn’t fall for. Biting her lip, she shook her head. “No.”

“You’re lying to me. I don’t like being lied to.”

He walked her back until she was pressed against the brick wall. Most of the town was nervous around the Chaos Bleeds crew whereas they didn’t bother her. They were part of the town like the drugs and prostitutes were. Since her father abandoned them, she’d learned not to care what other people felt. The Chaos Bleeds crew was not dangerous unless women wanted to stay virgins. She was used to men giving her the once over then moving onto Ashley. Her friend loved men and the attention she got whereas Mia always liked her own space.

Having a boyfriend had never appealed to her as they wanted time, time she couldn’t afford.

“I’m not lying to you.”

“Yes, you are. Let’s see, shall we?”

She never expected him to find out. The waitress uniform came down to her knees. The hand on her hip slid under her uniform. He skimmed her inner thigh with his fingers.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“I’m going to see if you’re lying to me. I hate being lied to.” His palm cupped her pussy, and he cursed. “And you’ve been lying to me.”

Tell him to stop. Shout at him, curse, and get him away.

He moved her panties aside and ran a finger through her slit. The instant he stroked across her clit, she was lost. 

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Ripper’s Torment

Chaos Bleeds, 2

A late night phone call was never supposed to cause so much torment. 

Ripper will do anything for Chaos Bleeds, including cleaning up the Princess’s mess. When Judi calls him, he answers without thinking, and soon he has a dead body to hide and a car to destroy. He will do everything in his power to protect the young woman. What he doesn’t expect is the lust that hits him from being around her. 

After being used by a pimp, Judi never expected to sexually want a man. Devil and his crew saved her from hell, but Ripper is throwing her headfirst into heaven. Ripper’s touch makes her crave everything she’d given up on. 

However, Devil has adopted Judi as his daughter. No one touches or hurts the Princess of the club. What will Devil do when he learns that one of his most trusted men has claimed Judi for his own?  

Be Warned: anal sex, spanking, sex toys, violence


Excerpt:

Looking out of the window, he saw the last of the bikes disappearing before heading to the back and sitting opposite the woman who was plaguing his thoughts.

She tensed as he sat down.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

“Nothing, I wanted to see how you were doing.” He leaned back, watching her.

Judi paused, putting her fork down onto her plate. “I’m fine, Ripper.”

Staring into her dark brown eyes, he wondered what was going on in that head of hers. She had always fascinated him, but he’d cut any of the thoughts or curiosity from his mind. For the first time in the last two years, he wanted to get to know more.

“Really?”

“What did you want me to say?” She hadn’t picked up her fork to eat some more.

Leaning over, he snagged one of her pancakes and ate it himself. “Last night you killed a man. I’m not a fucking idiot, and I don’t need a degree to know it fucks with people’s heads.” His first kill had left him reeling for days. To get over it he’d drunk, done drugs, and fucked every pussy available to him to stop thinking about what he’d done. Being in the club helped him even more.

Tears filled her eyes, and she looked down at her food.

“I’m trying not to think about it.”

Her voice was only a whisper, but he caught the sadness in her tone.

“You need to think about it but get over it.”

She looked up, glaring at him. “You told me not to mention it outside of that hotel room. Why are you forcing me to talk about it?”

“Because I was being an ass, and you deserve better. Killing a man doesn’t make things easier. I took care of it, but you need to take care of it here.” He pressed his fingers to her temple.

“I’m never going to be able to get over it. I killed a man.”

“I know. I’ve killed many.”

She closed her eyes, picking up her fork to start playing with her food. “How did you handle it?”

“The usual way, drinking, snorting, and fucking. I doubt it’s going to work that way for you.”

Judi shook her head. “I’ve fucked enough men.”

His hands fisted at his sides. “Don’t,” he said.

“Don’t what? It’s the truth.”

“No, it’s not. You were fucked by men, forced to do it. You were never willing.”

“How do you know?” she asked, glaring at him.

“A willing woman doesn’t get beaten black and blue by their pimp.”

Her cheeks were bright red. Reaching over, he took hold of her hand. “I bet you don’t even know what it’s like to experience a real orgasm.”

Shut up, Ripper.

He didn’t listen to reason. “Do you even know what it’s like to have a man filled with the need to pleasure you, licking your sweet pussy?”

She gasped, looking up at him. “Ripper, what are you doing?”

“Nothing. Fucking nothing.” He stood up, throwing some notes down onto the counter. “If you ever need me, call me.”

He stormed out of the diner, straddling his bike. 

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