Among the Chaos: Book 2 of the Soldiers of Chaos MC Series (12 page)

"Nikki," Tex hissed her name and she jumped slightly.

That boy could move quietly when he wanted to. He grabbed her arm and shoved her into the cupboard
, Trace hot on his heels. A weird hollow sound from under their feet caught her attention for a moment. Tex covered her mouth with his hand and motioned for her to be silent. She frowned at him but followed his command. Trace closed the cupboard doors behind him cramming them in and plunging them into darkness.

The boy’s bodies took up much of the room in the cupboard. Add the boxes to that and Nikki found herself pressed into the corner with Tex covering the left half of her body and Trace the right. She listened to the silence straining to get a sense of what had forced them into this dark cramped space. She couldn’t hear anything. Nikki tilted her head up straining to listen to what had spooked them. Tex’s breath puffed out against her lips as Trace’s skimmed across the skin of her neck. Suddenly she became very aware of just how close they were.

Tex’s chest was tight against hers the hard muscle pressing against her left breast. One of his legs was jammed between hers the other one on the outside of her thigh. Trace was squeezed against her other side. His hand was at the small of her back and her arm was pinned to her side by his torso. She felt that familiar twinge in all the right places and she totally forgot where she was.

The moist heat of their breath mingled together in the dark cramped space. The memory of the time she woke to the two them in her bed came to her and her body began to respond. His mouth inched closer and he pushed his thigh against her sex adding just enough pressure to bring her clit to life but not enough to send it on its way.  The hand Trace had at her back shifted lower grabbing her ass and kneading it. His other hand moved to her breast and he gently brushed her nipple with his fingers. God damn these two. What the hell were they playing at?

Nikki did a little shift and wriggle of her own trying to gain a little space. It didn’t work. Instead she ended up rubbing her hip against Tex’s crotch and brushing her hand over Trace’s growing bulge. Tex responded to her movement with a small sigh and began rocking into her. His thigh shifted back and forth between her legs building the friction. He kept his mouth just out of reach of her lips tempting her to close the gap and kiss him. Trace worked his hand from her ass down between her legs stroking the seam of her jeans from behind.

A foreign noise reached Nikki's ears. Someone or something else was in the house. She opened her mouth to warn them but the words never got out. Tex took that moment to press his case. He captured her mouth with his own sinking his tongue into her mouth in a heated kiss. Her body's response was automatic. Her tongue duelled with his in a fierce battle for control where neither side was giving an inch. At the same time Trace’s mouth found the sensitive skin at the side of her neck. Her body gained a mind of its own, rubbing against theirs frantically seeking just the right amount of friction. Her hands moved. One going for the front of Trace’s jeans rubbing and stroking him and the other digging her nails into Tex’s ass.

The sound of a voice carried through to them, "Looks like the wiring is loose."

Nikki froze and
both Tex and Trace stopped.

"We'll look around just to make sure."

One of Tex’s hands went for Nikki’s fly. She was straining so hard to hear more sounds that at first she didn’t notice what he was doing. Her button popped open and Nikki removed her hand from Trace’s crotch grabbing hold of Tex’s wrist to stop him. They could not do this here.

“Can I get a hand here Brother?”
Tex whispered the question to Trace.

Trace grabbed her hand and twisting
it around behind her back and pinning it there with his body. The restraint triggered a little shiver of arousal which she chose to ignore.

"They'll hear us," she hissed at them
hoping they'd stop.

He brought his mouth to her ear and whispered, "You’ll just have to be quiet
then, won’t you Ace?"

The challenge in his voice was clear and as he slid her zip down slowly she leant back against the wall in acceptance.

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Trace had felt the instant tension as the three of them pressed together in their cramped hiding place and he was not going to let the opportunity pass. Luckily for him it seemed Tex’d had the same idea. He had not expected Tex to want to share Nikki so readily with him but maybe he had underestimated the man’s selflessness. Trace would do anything for the woman he loved and clearly so would Tex.

Trace helped Tex tug down Nikki’s jeans just far enough to allow them access to the prize. Nikki turned her face towards him and while he couldn’t see her clearly in the dark of the cupboard he knew what it would look like. Her cheeks would be flushed, her eyes hooded and her wet swollen lips slightly parted. He brought his mouth to hers attempting to stifle her sounds as he slid his hand over ass and into her wet heat from behind. His fingertips bumped Tex’s as they both explored her slippery folds. As he slid a finger inside her alongside Tex’s he didn’t know which sigh was louder his, Tex’s or Nikki’s.

Trace kept one ear trained on the noises in the house and another on the noises coming from Nikki. He could tell she was fighting it. Her body was tense and from the stifled noises she was making she was also biting her lip. She huffed and sighed as they stroked their fingers in and out of her. The ache built in his already throbbing cock and he wished they were somewhere else. Somewhere he could get these jeans off her and slide into the wet warm heaven between her legs.

The noise of footsteps caused him to break of their kiss. Which way where these bastards going? The footsteps move away from them Heading up the stairs. They really needed to move this party along and he knew just how to do it. The problem was he couldn’t get to it at this angle.

“
Tex,” he whispered.

“Reading you loud and clear Brother,”
came Tex’s reply.

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Tex knew exactly what he needed to do. He swept his thumb back and forth across her clit. Nikki gasped and the start of a moan escaped from her mouth. Tex's heart leapt with the twinge of anxiety that passed through him. He felt Trace scramble to cover her mouth with his hand muffling the noise. While their fingers kept working her he listened to the house. Nothing. No indication she'd been heard but he didn’t think it was safe for Trace to remove his hand. While he may have been ok with sharing his Nikki with Trace he was not ok with sharing with anyone else.

He leaned close and whispered in her ear, "You're
gonna get us caught Ace and I don’t know about you but I’d like to finish this without interruption."

She nodded slightly. He nibbled on the sensitive skin of her neck and smiled as she squirmed but didn’t make a noise.

“Trace is
gonna keep his hand there just in case,” he told them both.

Tex
could feel the beat of her heart against his chest and the quivering of her muscles as fought to stay quiet. He had her right where he wanted. A noise out in the main room took his attention for a moment. They were coming back downstairs. Time to speed things up. He sought out that knot of nerves inside her. As his fingers stroked across it Nikki shuddered against him and he felt the flutter of her inner walls. His cock convulsed begging to get inside her.

The voices got closer.

"Hey did you check this room here?"

"Nah not yet."

Tex
felt Nikki's desperation as the footsteps drew nearer. He added more speed to the stroke of his fingers over her sweet spot and Trace followed his lead.

"It's just an office. Looks like the computer
is missing but there’s a layer of dust so it’s been gone awhile."

Nikki's body tensed and her insides strangled
their fingers. She was right on the verge.

"Come for us Ace," he whispered to her as the footsteps began to head out of the room.

With one last flick of his thumb Nikki came.
Her inner muscles sucked at their fingers and he nearly groaned in response.  A small muffled whimper escaped from behind the hand that Trace held over her mouth.

"Did you hear that?" The voice asked from the hallway.

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Nikki heard the question and knew she'd made a noise. She mentally cursed both of them for their skilled fingers and their intimate knowledge of her body. She tried to still herself as much as possible but the sweet after burn of her orgasm still lingered and neither of them were removing their hands.

"I didn’t hear anything,"
came the reply.

Nikki plastered herself against the back of the cupboard as if that would somehow save them from being caught.

"Nothing's been touched. Let’s just go back and report the faulty wiring," suggested the other man.

"Yeah you're right."

The footsteps moved away from them and the front door slammed loudly.

"You need to remove your hands," her words came out muffled.

Trace
's hand came away from her mouth but their hands stayed buried inside her.

"
All of them," she stated clearly.

They slowly withdrew their fingers sending another shiver of arousal through her
. The cupboard door opened and the light began to filter in. She watched as Tex slid his fingers into his mouth tasting her.

"
Mmmmmmm. You always taste so sweet Ace," his voice was husky, sounding like sex, “Don’t you agree brother?”

“Definitely,” Trace replied before sliding sucking her juices from his own finger.

Another shiver moved through her. God damn it. What the hell were these two playing at? Not that it wasn’t incredibly hot and not that she wasn’t incredibly turned on but seriously? Now suddenly they were sharing her, as in ‘sharing her’ sharing her.

“Did you find anything upstairs?” Tex abruptly changed the subject.

“
Nothing except an already open safe. What about you guys?” Trace too seemed suddenly back to normal.

The question reminded her of the
hollow sound she’d heard beneath her feet.

"We got nothing,"
Tex replied.

Nikki moved the boxes out of the cupboard and shone her torch around the floor. The edges of the carpet didn’t look fixed to the floor. Nikki grabbed it and lifted. The carpet came away with no resistance.

"What the hell is that?" Tex asked.

Nikki ignored his question as she stared down at the floor. There was a small handle in the wood.

Nikki grabbed the handle and
she hesitated a moment. She didn’t really want to open it. A trapdoor in the house of some sicko who got off on legitimately hurting women? This could not be good. Nikki took a deep breath and pulled. The trapdoor opened revealing a set of stairs leading down into the dark. This was horror movie creepy. She shone her torch to the room below. She couldn’t see much from that angle. Only one thing for it. Nikki took the first step

"Wait maybe one of us
should go first," Tex suggested grabbing hold of her arm.

"No. I've got this," she replied and headed down the stairs.

As she entered the space lights flickered on and it became immediately obvious to Nikki what this room was. It was Lenny's playroom. Although looking around she thought the term dungeon of torture would be more accurate. The floor and walls were both made from cold concrete. There was a platform style bed off to the side almost as if it were forgotten or discarded. The rest of the room was filled with a variety of benches, chains and metal contraptions for trapping and holding a body.

A large built in cupboard ran the length of one wall the mirrored doors reflecting the image of the room back at them. Nikki knew what was behind those doors without even looking.
Tex moved passed her grasping the last door and pulling it back. Slowly they opened revealing the tools of the trade. A collection of sex toys, clamps and cuffs, paddles, canes and belts appeared in front of her. She felt her skin grow clammy as she stared at the items. Something stirred deep inside her and Nikki knew exactly what it was. She may have had the monster all locked up but that didn’t mean it wasn’t capable of rattling its cage.

“Fucking hell,” Tex’s curse broke her out of her trance.

Her gaze swung his way but stalled on the metal rack in front of him. Her stomach churned at the sight before her. The rack was filled with knives, spikes, needles and black leather. The knives were the least frightening things displayed on there. An array of leather cuffs and weird looking harnesses adorned the wall. The harnesses themselves were covered in sharp needle like spikes. Nikki couldn’t figure out how the hell they worked and she really didn’t want to know. One thing was for sure though they were all about blood and pain.