Spun (Kings of Chaos 1)

“I’m not dressed for riding.”

“It’s okay, I like the way you look all dressed up.” He stalks toward me and cups my ass in his massive hand. “You have to get used to me in public, Nev. I don’t care who is watching or where we are. I’ve waited a long time to be committed to someone. I’m not going to hold back forever.” He nips my ear.

The feeling of his words and his hot mouth makes me shudder.

“I want to show you all you’ve missed out on. The world is your fucking oyster, babe. You run at the head of the pack now.”

His words awaken something wild in me. The power he offers is intoxicating. We might live in a man’s world, but the old lady is important. She’s more than a pretty face and willing hole. She’s the backbone. The one who provides comfort and loyalty, along with advice to the new girls and hotheaded prospects. They were my surrogate mothers. The women I grew up looking up to, and now I was one of them. Pride fills my chest. I’m happy with where I am. It’s a foreign feeling. I hold on to it with both hands.

I’ve never been one for nerves, but right now my heart is in my throat. Wizard cuts the engine and I take a deep breath. We’re headed into The Pit. The local bar and grill is the KOC go-to. I’ve been here a million times before, but never as his old lady. I climb off the back of the bike and he slings an arm around my shoulder, bringing me to rest against him. We enter the building and we’re greeted by rock music. The tables are teaming with members from our crew.

Heads turn, and all eyes are on us.

I spot my father at the bar and my anxiety spikes. Wizard squeezes my hip. I take a deep breath, and make sure my face is schooled into an expression of disinterest. Weakness is something to be exploited. A lot of the women who are the club property daydream of catching a brother like Wizard. So, you have to be sure to let them know up front you’re in control and confident in your relationship. We don’t do dainty damsel in distress acts here.

I stand a little taller, then meet the eyes of the sweet butts and club property giving me the stink-eyes. The rules have changed. It’s time for everyone to know that.

My father glares.

Wizard turns us away and leads me to an empty table in the back. After ushering me into the booth he slides in beside me.

Stone walks over and knocks on the table with his fist. “How’s the store hunting coming along?”

“Right on track, P. I think we’ve found our place.”

“I can see a lot’s moving forward.” Stone smirks.

The knowing look in his eyes makes me blush. He’s been waiting on this.

Wizard wraps an arm around my waist and cups my breast.

I shiver. The fact that Stone is standing there should bother me, but instead it’s a turn on. There’s something about having someone watch Wizard give me pleasure that has my panties soaked and blood racing through my veins.

“I brought Nev here to show her off.”

The new nickname fills my belly with warmth. My nipples strain against my bra and he pinches one, causing me to whimper.

Stone chuckles. “I’ll let you enjoy yourselves.”

“Let me see those greens, baby.”

I glance up.

Wizard moans. “So full of need for me.”

Trixie approaches the table with an extra sway in her step. The buxom blonde is barely squeezed into her blue jean skirt and a tiny white T-shirt. “Hey, Wizard.” She angles her body, giving him the perfect view of her overflowing silicone purchases.

Anger surges inside of me and I want to scratch her eyes out. Disrespectful bitch.

“You blind as well as forgetful?” Wizard’s eyes ice over as he turns to glare at her. His lips curl back from his teeth. “Show my old lady the respect she deserves.”

“Before you piss me off,” I say. I can’t let him fight my battles. It’ll make everyone think I’m kept, because I can’t fend for myself. The very thought pisses me off.

“Oh, you think I should be worried about that?”

“I know you should,” I growl.

Wizard looks at me and back to Trixie.