Among the Chaos: Book 2 of the Soldiers of Chaos MC Series (9 page)

“Should be.
By this time most of the drugs have been collected and usually Forty and the muscle have taken the cash to wherever it goes,” he replied.

Nikki peered through the open doorway into the dimly lit interior. She couldn’t detect any signs of other life.

“Yeah well Forty’s still here,” she retorted.

“The money?”

She did another sweep of the room with her eyes and came up with nothing.

“No.”

“Then there’s no one else here. We should be not here too,” he stated.

Nikki whirled around on him with her gun still pointed in front of her. Reaper’s eyes narrowed but he didn’t raise his weapon.

“What you
doin’ kid?” he asked.

“
You gonna tell me what those little vials in your pocket are?” she urged him.

“What they are kid is none of your business. Now let’s get out of here,” he answered turning his back on her and striding over to his bike.

She was not letting him off the hook that easy.

“I just saved your ass old man I think I deserve to know what I nearly got myself killed for.”

“Please kid. You were nowhere near getting yourself killed. Your mother may have given you those looks of hers but the rest of you is all me. Keen instincts, eagle eye, lightening reflexes and winning personality included.”

In another time and place she might’ve laughed at his winning personality quip but not today.

“
You don’t explain to me what is going on here I’m taking this shit straight to King,” she warned him.

Reaper
turned back toward her and pressed his chest to the barrel of her gun.

“
You do not want to do that kid,” he said through gritted teeth.

“You can’t intimidate me Reaper. You think I haven’t noticed your issues
. The shaking in your hands, the weak grip you had on your weapon. Hell I watched Sheila come down off that shit enough times to know what withdrawal looks like. You wouldn’t even have the strength to take me down without my gun.”

He tensed up as if preparing to take action but did nothing. He broke off their little stare down.

“It’s not withdrawal symptoms,” he replied as he
returned to his bike and swung a leg over the machine.

“What do you mean it’s not withdrawal symptoms?”

“The tremors and weakness are caused by my condition. The dopamine stops them,” he explained.

“Condition?
What condition?” Nikki asked warily.

He brought his bike to life and put it in gear while Nikki watched. He was going to take off without answering her.

“What condition?” she repeated loudly.

He yelled out the answer as he took off out of the alleyway.

“I’ve got Parkinson’s.”

Chapter 7

Nikki pulled in to the driveway of the house she shared with the boys. Nikki couldn’t deal with the clubhouse tonight. She needed the sanctuary this place afforded her. It had been her house originally but when she’d moved in with Alex the boys had taken it over. After she left Alex she moved right back in and the boys stayed. It offered them this surreal little bubble of peace where no one and nothing else existed but them. She needed quiet and she needed a drink before she could get her head around her father’s confession.

He had Parkinson’s. The words just kept rolling around in her head. She hadn’t been sure he was telling the truth until she’d looked it up on the internet. All the evidence certainly fit the scenario. The symptoms she’d attributed to the drug use and the weird phone call she’d overheard. She was in this weird numb state of shock as she got out of the car and entered the house. She didn’t even notice Trace until she practically bumped in to him.

“Hey Baby girl. You ok?” he asked smiling at down at her.

“Yeah sorry just a bit tired is all.”

“
Well it looks like we’ve got the rest of the night off. Why don’t you go have a nice hot shower and then you can sit down and watch a movie with me,” Trace suggested.

“Sounds good,”
she replied and quickly escaped to her bedroom.

Nikki plonked down on the edge of her bed. So Reaper had Parkinson’s it wasn’t the end of the world. Obviously it was treatable. It was just a case of how treatable and for how long? Why the hell hadn’t he told anyone? And why was he getting drugs for it from that Niners’ dealer? Shit, the dealer. She’d been so distracted she’d just left the dealer and his Niner buddy lying in that doorway. That part of town could get pretty nasty and she was sure they wouldn’t be the first dead bodies to show up there. Nikki just hoped those bodies didn’t cause Bull any trouble. After all it was Crows territory and she was there unannounced and had made a kill without informing the powers that be. That was just not how shit was done. How could she have been so stupid?

She looked down at her feet as she cursed herself. A smear of something dark and wet glistened on the toe of her boot. Blood? Damn it. She must’ve got some on her shoe when she’d stepped over the bodies to check the inside of that bloody warehouse. Nikki went straight for the bathroom pulling off her shoe and running water over it to remove the blood. She frantically checked the rest of her clothing and hoped to good none of that shit had transferred from her shoe to anything else in the house. She jumped into the shower and washed all traces of the event from her body. She took those dead bodies and Reaper’s confession and shoved them deep down alongside the safe that held the darkness at bay. She couldn’t share that shit with anyone.

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Trace listened to the sound of the shower running and was thoroughly tempted to join her. He’d only had her the night before last and he wanted her again every minute since. That was nothing new though, he always wanted her. He couldn’t go in there though. There was a plan he had to follow. He went through his little checklist in his head. Ice bucket and drinks? Check. Snacks on table? Check. Fire burning nicely? Check. Rug for later? Check. Lights off? He flicked the switch. Check. Movies set up? Check. There were only two things missing now. Make that one.

Nikki entered the lounge area in an old oversized Harley shirt of Tex’s. She always looked sexy in that shirt. Her cleavage peaked through at the top and it gave a completely uninterrupted view of her beautiful smooth creamy legs. She couldn’t reach up or bend forward without the shirt riding up and giving a peek at that delicious round firm ass of hers. Even though it wasn’t his, he loved that shirt.

“Hey we’re all set,” he told her as he flopped on to the couch and patted the seat next to him.

As she crossed the room he watched the hem of her shirt skim across the tops of her thighs. A few more centimeters and he’d know what sort of panties she was wearing. The thought had him hard quicker than an adolescent boy viewing an adult mag for the first time. She had that effect on him.

“So what are we watching
?” she asked as she curled up on the couch next to him.

“Well I’ve got that nineties classic Fear ‘cos I know how much you loved that rollercoaster scene back in the day.”

He smiled at her as he thought about how much she’d liked that scene when he’d put his own fingers to work during it.
She smiled right back at him that same cheeky minx grin she’d had back then.

“And then
we can follow that up with whatever you like.”

He passed her a drink, flicked on the movie and
settled her back against his chest.

He tried to be patient as he watched her watching the film. Her mouth turned up in a sexy little knowing smirk as the rollercoaster scene approached. He wondered if it was because she was remembering his hands on her the last time they'd watched it. His eyes travelled down to her creamy thighs and his fingers began to stroke her soft skin. He traced light circles on her thigh slowly moving his hand towards to the prize. He leaned down into her neck kissing her lightly teasing her in the way he knew made her squirm. Her legs parted slightly and her own hand slid backwards up his leg. If she touched him he wouldn’t be able to wait.

He shifted slightly taking away Nikki’s ability touch the growing bulge in his sweat pants. She tried to wriggle around but he held her still.

“
Uh aahhh Baby girl. Just lay back, close your eyes, relax and let me touch you ok?”

She nodded her agreement and sett
led her head against the arm of the couch with her back across his lap. The change of position gave him access to her lips as well as what was between her legs. Trace switched the movie off and turned on some mood music. Nikki smiled.

“You always were the smooth one,” she said.

“I try my best.”

He stroked and petted her skin coming so close to touching her sex then
his fingers skipped over to her other thigh. Her sigh of frustration was audible. He smiled and looked up towards the kitchen.

Tex was leaning against the island watching them. Trace nodded at him and Tex began to move forward quietly. Trace let his fingers drift up under the hem of her shirt and find their way to. He froze. No panties. He exhaled loudly as the realisation that she was completely naked under that shirt hit him. Tex’s head came towards him and he caught his questioning gaze.

“No panties,” he mouthed to Tex.

Tex groaned quietly, “Show me.”

Nikki shifted at the sound and Trace quickly captured her lips and slid his fingers into her wetness
hoping she hadn’t picked up on Tex’s faux par.

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Nikki relaxed and let go of the crap rolling round in her brain. All she could feel were Trace’s fingertips teasing her, coaxing her to arousal. It wasn’t a difficult task. She was naked under her shirt and jammed up against Trace with his hard shirtless torso and his soft sweat pants. Trace’s finger suddenly changed direction sliding over her naked sex. She heard Trace release a breath loudly. Very faintly whispered words reached her ears. Was that Tex? She opened her eyes to check but Trace pounced. His lips found hers and his tongue swept into her mouth. His fingers mimicked the movement of his tongue sliding into her wet heat and sweeping over her clit.

Her shirt slid up and she felt the air caressing her. He nudged her thighs further apart spreading her wide. His fingers circled her clit teasing her and making her grow wetter still. He eased out of the kiss and made his way down to her neck. His breath warmed her skin and his wet nibbling kisses sent shivers through her body.

“Trace,” she whispered his name
in appreciation.

Her eyes opened slowly and the first thing she saw was Tex. He was lingering in the kitchen doorway. His gaze firmly locked between her legs. His body was tense and she could clearly see the serious bulge he was sporting in those jeans. She thought for a moment about saying something when he lifted his gaze to hers. The look in his eyes was pure hunger and it sent a shiver of arousal through her. He lifted a finger to his lips motioning her to keep silent. She didn’t know if she should. Her first instinct had been to alert Trace to Tex’s presence but then something made her hesitate and in that moment Trace slid his fingers inside her.

“
Mmmmm,” she moaned and her muscles clenched.

Both boys groaned in reply and the sound ratcheted her level of
arousal up a hundred percent.

Her gaze flicked back to Trace as he pulled her shirt up her body revealing her breasts.

“You
are so fucking beautiful,” his eyes ran the length of her body as he spoke.

She rewarded his compliment with a long deep kiss. When his mouth left hers it went straight for her nipple enclosing it in wet warmth. He
laved the sensitive bud with his tongue then sucked gently. Nikki’s eyes closed and even then she could see Tex standing on the other side of the room watching Traces fingers move between her slippery folds. Her mind began to wander into dangerous territory.

It filled with images of Tex approaching them, of his hands sliding on to her body and his fingers joining Trace’s. As she imagined, Trace found that little sweet spot inside her and began to stroke it driving the liquid fire inside her higher still. She pictured Tex kissing her, a bruising animalistic kiss then Trace following it up with a soft loving one. Trace’s thumb began to work her clit and Nikki felt that fire spread through every limb in her body. Then both their mouths would move to her breasts Tex nibbling with his teeth and Trace licking and blowing cold breath across her nipple.

“Oh god,” she cried out and her eyes flew open to find both men staring down at her.

The idea of both of them was too much for her and that liquid fire exploded. Her muscles convulsed around Trace’s fingers and neither of the men tried to hide their reactions.