Curse's Claim (Chaos Bleeds) (3 page)

“Come in.” She entered the room.

“I’ve finished. The kitchen looks spotless once again. I had to throw some food items in the trash.” She handed him a not
e for him to know what she got rid of. “Here, this is what I had to throw away.”

He took the list. “Thank you, Mia. You’re always so thorough.”

“Thank you. When do you need to me to come back?” She removed the apron from her body and stood waiting. He looked her up and down once again.

“Mia, have you ever considered a career change?” he asked.

“What?”

“You’re a beautiful young woman. I could find some work for you.”

She frowned, looking at him. “I’m happy cleaning and working at the diner. I doubt you can give me any work I’m looking for.”

“You know I handle girls along with a lot of other ventures.” He stood, circling the desk to lean on the edge.

“I know the rumor.”

“You’re a friend of one of the women fucking Chaos Bleeds. I figure I can be honest with you. You’re in a desperate situation. Those bills are not going anywhere
, and you need to make good money.” His hands were clasped together in front of him. “I could have those bills of yours paid in full within the year. You’re a fuller woman, and there are a lot of calls for men looking for women like you.”

What was it with men offering her money for sex?

“Stop, right now.” She folded her arms over her chest, placing one palm in front of her to stop him from talking. “Men are in the market for fat women?”

“No, fuller women. You’re not fat, Mia. I can have you earning a lot of money.”

She laughed, thinking about Curse. “You’re the second man within twenty-four hours to offer me money for sex.”

“It’s good money, Mia. I can have men there and assure your safety.”

“In return I have to screw men I don’t know for money.”

Jerry looked at the floor. “Yes. There’s no shame in it.”

“Apart from the fact I’ll be a whore or put it nicely, a call girl or an escort.” She shook her head. “This will be the last time I call to this house. Please, inform your wife that if she wants someone to clean she can find someone else.”

She turned on her heel and headed out of his office. Did she have the word desperate written all over her body? Was that all she was good for? She wanted to laugh at her situation. Well, if she did suffer with illness she could always make a living offering up her body. It was stupid. Picking up her bag, Jerry came out of his office.

“Stop, take the money. You earned this.”

Staring at the money, Mia wanted to tell him to shove it.

Mom’s medical bills.

Taking the notes from him, she stared into his gaze. “Thank you.”

“I was not trying to insult you. You’re a beautiful woman, and I know I can help you out with your situation. What your father did was wrong.”

Licking her lips, she pocketed the money. “What he did was wrong
, and life sucks. It does suck, but my mom is everything to me. She would hate for me to sell my body for her. I’m not going to lie to her, Jerry.”

“Would you do it if it wasn’t for your mother?” he asked.

“No, I wouldn’t. I don’t like sex enough to do it.” She left his home without looking back. Mia didn’t see any reason to argue. Her friendship with Ashley also meant she wasn’t going to go gossiping about him. She didn’t gossip about friends or anyone associated with them.

She walked down five houses to get to the next man on her list. Mia looked at the luxuriant house
, and a shiver passed through her. Dale Worthington scared the crap out of her. He was older than she was by about fifteen years, and he was married, but the wife was rarely home.

Mia made her way up the driveway, taking note of the single car parked before the door. She didn’t know much about the man other than he liked to watch her clean. Where Jerry looked her up and down, assessing her quality, which she knew why he did now, Dale always looked ready to pounce on her.

The front door opened, and he stood smiling at her. He was tall, muscular, and scary looking.

“Hey, Mia, I was wondering how long it was going to take.”

Dale didn’t move out of her way, and she ended up brushing past him to get inside. Placing her bag on the floor, she bent down to grab her apron.

A moan right behind her had her crouching down so her ass wasn’t in the air. Placing the apron over her body, she turned toward him.

“Where do you need me to clean?” she asked, dreading the answer.

“Upstairs, the main bedroom needs a clean.”

“Okay.”

She grabbed the cleaning supplies from the trolley and walked upstairs. He followed up behind her. Great, he was going to be inside the bedroom while she cleaned. Mia hated this one job with all of her heart.

Chapter Three

Curse sat inside the diner wondering where the fuck Mia was. The lunchtime rush was about to start, and no one would serve him. The only person he wanted to be served by was Mia. Ripper sat opposite him with Judi. The couple looked so happy even though he tried to talk them all out of coming with him today. How was he supposed to talk to Mia with these two listening in?

“How is the new house?” he asked.

Judi smiled. “It’s perfect. Ripper knows exactly what I wanted.” She kissed her husband, and Curse winced. Judi was still the princess of the club even though she was Ripper’s old lady. He hated seeing the two making out. They were in love, and he couldn’t dispute that.

“Will you be starting a family soon?”

“No, we’re not ready,” Ripper said. “What about you? Any news with the black-haired waitress?”

The door to the diner opened. Mia ran inside, looking disheveled. She was pulling her hair back into a ponytail. He saw her hair was still wet from a shower. She didn’t acknowledge any of the women. Someone patted her shoulder and pointed toward the table. When she caught sight of him, her shoulders slumped.

I’m not going anywhere, baby.

She pulled out her writing pad. “What can I get you?” she asked.

He ordered a coffee and a burger while Ripper ordered half the menu and Judi settled on a salad.

Tapping his fingers on the counter,
Curse watched her walk away. Her thighs looked so tempting as she bent over the counter to send off their orders.

“I think we know what’s going on between them.”

Mia left the room heading toward the bathroom.

Ignoring his friends, he went to the back of the room. Opening the toilet door, he saw Mia was washing her hands in the room.

“What do you want?” she asked, turning to face him.

“I fucked you without a condom.”

“I know. I’ll take care of it later. I’ve not had time to go to the pharmacy.”

“You’re not protected?”

“No. I’m clean. You’re the first man I’ve been with without a condom. I’ll deal with whatever happens.” She placed a hand on the edge of the sink and looked at him. “What else do you want?”

“
You didn’t come last night.”

“So, I
’ve learned that I don’t come with a lot of men. Don’t worry, Curse, you’re not the first man to leave me unsatisfied.” She took a step toward him, hands on hips.

“And you think this is over?”

“You got what you wanted. Move on, find another woman to fuck. I hear the club has an endless supply.” There was no emotion from her as she spoke.

“What happened between you and Ashley?”

“Nothing.”

She tensed up, folding her arms in front of her.

Flicking the lock in place, he stepped away from the door. He needed to find some other way of getting her alone. “You and Ashley are the same. Neither of you are jealous of the other. You never let anyone get close to you. She’s the same. Both of you have secrets.”

“Do you expect me to think that you’re a saint? The Chaos Bleeds crew makes extra money with the tit bar they keep open?” She smiled. “Please, I’
m not a fool. Everyone has secrets.”

“Some people
’s are darker than others,” he said, taking another step toward her. She didn’t back away. “How dark are your secrets?”

“
You’re never going to find out.” She placed a palm on the center of his chest. “Back off, Curse. I’m not yours to buy or to have.”

“Do you really think I’ll let another man have you? You’re mine, Mia.”

She shook her head. “One lousy fuck does not make for you to claim me.” Mia ran her hand down the front of his body. She gripped his cock, rubbing the length. “You still want more?”

“Not right now.”

He took hold of her hand and pressed her against the sink. When he entered the bathroom he didn’t expect to get anything out of her. She kept her emotions close to her chest. No one was getting past that wall of ice she liked to keep there. He hated not knowing her secrets and having to guess at them.

Sliding his fingers underneath h
er uniform he found the evidence of her arousal. “I think you protest a little too much about how much you don’t want me.” He leaned in close as if to kiss her but held back.

“
I can be turned on by you, Curse. I just know you’re not much when it comes to the follow through.” She tried to pull out of his arms. He wasn’t having any of it. Keeping her in place with his body, he stared down into her eyes.

“Fight me all you want. You’re not going anywhere until I get what I want.”

“You got what you wanted last night. I don’t need a reminder.”

Laughing, he slid his fingers inside her panties. Her slit was soaking wet. Pinching her clit, he saw her fight the arousal.

“You’re going to fight the pleasure?”

“What do you want?”

With his free hand, he tugged on her ponytail so she had no choice but to bow her head back, exposing her neck. Curse moved from her clit, down to slide inside her tight cunt. She gripped his fingers like she’d never taken a cock.

“How long has it been since you last fucked someone?”

“Besides you last night?”

“Yes.”

“A couple of years. I’ve not had the time to date.”

“We haven’t dated,” he said. She cut all emotion out of her life. The only love inside her was for her mother and friend. He wanted to break into the ice and become part of that circle.

“So, do you expect me to believe you’re the kind of man who wants to date?” she asked.

Adding a third finger inside her body, he pressed his thumb to her clit. She wanted to have a smart mouth
? He was fine with showing her who was boss. No one, not even Mia, got the better of him.

Leaning forward he licked the line of her pulse. Her pulse was racing. Mia wasn’t as unaffected as she made out.

“You do realize I’m going to find out all of your secrets and then there will be no more hiding from me.”

“Why don’t you back off?” Her voice was breathless as she asked.

“I don’t want to.” As he added a fourth finger, she cried out. Mia stayed still as he sucked at her neck. Someone knocked on the door to the bathroom. He ignored it. Staring into Mia’s shocking blue eyes, he touched her pretty pussy waiting for her to explode. Her body was wound tighter than he ever imagined. There was so much stress she was dealing with, and there was no time for her to have any fun.

I’m not backing away.

Mia will be mine.

He was going to warn Ashley the next time he saw her.

Sliding his thumb over her clit, her cream washed over his fingers. She gasped out, the noise going straight to his cock. He was not leaving the bathroom until she came all over his hands and he tasted her cream on his fingers.

“You’re not going to the pharmacy.”

“I’m not having a child.”

“You’ll do as you’re fucking told. No pharmacy or I’ll have you chained to my bed and then you can’t even make money to pay for your mother’s medical bills.”

He wasn’t bluffing. Curse would chain her to his bed, only he’d pay for her mother’s care.

“Stop this.”

She was not fighting him. Her body was open for him to play with.

“No. You want this. Soon, Mia, you’re not going to be able to hide from me. I’m going to know everything about you.”

A whimper left her hips. He sank down, holding onto her hips to keep him steady. Tugging up her uniform, he revealed her pussy to his gaze. Tearing the panties from her body, he opened her legs wide and slid his tongue over her slit.

“Oh, fuck,” she said, jerking in his arms. Licking her clit, he slid down to tongue her entrance. She was shaking in his arms, getting closer to the edge of her release. Curse kept flicking her clit.

Glancing at her hands, he saw they held the edge of the counter in a death grip.

“Curse.”

He listened to her cry his name. Staying in front of her, he caressed her clit feeling her getting closer to orgasm. She would be going over the edge of release in a matter of seconds. Her legs shook, and he kept a firm grip on her to keep her steady.

Tonguing her clit, he watched her fall apart in his arms. Her orgasm crashed through her. Curse licked up her cream, relishing the taste of her pussy. Mia was going to have to learn to get used to his touch. He wasn’t going anywhere
, and if she liked it or not, she belonged to him.

No man was going to touch her or know what she felt like naked.

When the tremors subsided he got to his feet and wiped his mouth. “Tonight, I’m taking you somewhere. I’ll get the prescription to your mother. Don’t argue with me or fight with me. You’ll never win.”

“I’m just supposed to accept what you want?” she asked.

“Yes, fighting with me is a waste of time.”

Leaving the bathroom, Curse took his place at the table. The taste of her still in his mouth, he couldn’t think of anything sweeter.

****

Exhausted, Mia didn’t want to see Curse
, let alone go out with him. The orgasm he gave her in the bathroom had consumed her thoughts, which she hated. No man should ever be that addictive. She couldn’t even remember a single order of burgers and shakes. God, she hated her job. She hated working at the diner and cleaning for a living. Mia hated her father more. If he’d stayed then they wouldn’t have struggled in paying for her mother’s health care and she could have finished up her final year in college. Working two jobs and taking care of her mother took every spare moment she had. There was no time for studying. She’d been studying care and nursing, the two occupations she loved to do, but neither was going to help her right away. Funding for school came after her mother’s care.

Walking out of the diner at eight, she got an hour
’s overtime with the influx of tourists because of the heat. She spotted Curse waiting beside his bike.

“You purposefully worked an extra hour,” he said.

“I need the money, Curse. I’d work twenty-four seven if it meant my mom had the best care around the clock.” She folded her arms underneath her breasts, glaring at him. Ashley told her so much about him and the club life. Mia wouldn’t dream of doing anything to hurt her friend. The club meant everything to Ashley as she finally had a home.

“She hates relying on you. Your mother wants you to have a life
, and she’s more than happy with you spending the night with me.”

“I’m not spending the night with
you.” She didn’t spend the night with any man.

“Do you have an issue with being with men? Are you a fucking lesbian?”

Mia snorted. “That makes sense, because I don’t want to spend the night with you, I’m suddenly a lesbian. It makes total sense, not.”

“What’s your issue? What happened to the
happy-go-lucky girl working as a waitress?” he asked.

“You really want to know what’s wrong with me?”

“Yeah, I’m trying here.”

“Then stop trying. I don’t go with men because I don’t need to. I’m happy being the way I am.” The lies were pouring out of her mouth. When Ashley was eighteen, their friendship
had been cemented by what happened to them. Mia swore she would never speak a word of what happened, and she never had. Going away to college helped her to forget. Now that she was back in town, the memories were always there, lurking, waiting for someone to hurt them. Ashley had moved on while Mia lived with what she did every day.

Curse took a step closer to her. He didn’t stop until he stood right in front of her. His breath fanned her face. Closing her eyes, she tried to focus on keeping herself
neutral. When he was around her, her body was no longer her own. Whatever he did, unnerved her. His presence in the diner put her on edge, and now she knew what he felt like inside her, the yearning was only growing more.

“You’re fucking lying, Mia.
” He cupped her cheek, tilting her head back to look into her eyes. “I don’t like lies.”

“What are you
going to do about it?”

Why was she taunting him? He forced her to take a step back then another. Curse moved her to the spot they were in the other night.
With her back pressed to the wall and Curse standing in front of her, he had her trapped.

“I can think of a whole lot of shit I can do to you.”

His free hand went underneath the dress of her uniform. She tensed as he palmed her ass. “I’ve got a place, and we’re going there now.” Before she could protest, he slammed his lips down on hers. Gasping, she opened her mouth, and Curse took full advantage. If she gave an inch, he’d take a mile. Curse held her in place as he ravished her mouth and kept a firm hold on her body.

Only when he was ready to release her did he take her hand, and
lead her out to his bike. He handed her a helmet and told her to climb on.

“Shouldn’t I be wearing more protective gear?” she asked.