CHAOS (A Lords of Sin MC Novel) (Motorcycle Club Bad Boy Romance)

CHAOS

CHAOS

A Lords of Sin MC Novel

CHAOS

A Lords of Sin MC Novel

By Aubrey Michelle

Copyright 2015 Aubrey Michelle

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Table of Contents

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Epilogue

Mailing List

Other Titles

Preview of Beast

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Prologue

There are some things that a girl never forgets. The way you felt the first time you saw him, what it was like when he finally held you in his arms and the sound of his deep voice as he breathed in your ear. These are the things that I never knew how much I’d missed until it was too late.

His burly, powerful hands shoved me down on his bed, wrapping a fistful of my hair around them as his teeth sank into my neck, his hot breath against my skin. My head slumped to the side as I melted into his arms. His powerful, intoxicating bite told me that he was in charge. Troy was going to be my first, but I had no clue how damn good the sex would be. Absolutely none.

He had a way of controlling me, and I fucking let him. I loved every minute of it, and even to this day, I’d do it all over again in a heartbeat. The way I surrendered to him, the way he subdued me, and the way I gave him my innocence. If I had a crystal ball, I would’ve changed things, kept them the way they were. Never leaving his side and holding on to him as long as I could.

Sex came naturally to him. He forced me to appreciate the way he did everything. From the way he pushed himself deep inside of me, the throaty growl of his voice and warm breath against my ear to the twisting of my face to bring his rough lips to mine—every fucking thing about him. I couldn’t get enough of this guy. He was like an evil drug and I was hooked from the first taste.

“Don’t act like you’re shy. With that hot little body of yours, you can’t tell me that this doesn’t come natural to you.” He slipped his hand between my moist panties and my slit. “I can feel how fucking wet you are,” he slid his finger in me for the first time. “I’m gonna teach you how to be the best fuck I’ve ever had. The other girls won’t have shit compared to you. When I push my dick into you, you push back. Grind those sexy hips of yours back against me, and fuck me like you mean it.”

He pulled his finger out of me, yanked my panties and skirt off in one swift motion and let the fun begin. The crisp autumn air hit my wetness, making me want him inside of me even more. My eyes bulged in excitement when I reached for the top of his jeans and unfastened them. His thick, hearty dick sprung free from his boxers when he pushed them onto the floor. “Once we get going, you keep pushing back like I told you, and when you feel like you’re gonna cum, I’ll send you over the edge, babe. You’ll learn how to use that tight pussy of yours to drain the cum outta man’s balls, especially when it comes to
me.
”

Fuck.
I wanted every last drop.

And just like that, he shoved his cock deep into my soaked pussy, taking my virginity. His thrusts shook the bed as he pounded into me, making me scream and beg for more.

I hardly knew him, but that didn’t matter. We’d only hung out a handful of times, mainly smoking bowls. But right now, I was too far gone in the pleasure zone to give it a second thought.

This wasn’t how I’d intended to lose my V-card. Not that I’d ever pictured a rose-filled, candlelit bedroom or anything, but I never thought I’d give it up this easy. Most boys my age didn’t impress me much but Troy was different. He didn’t look like the rest of the guys our age. They were scrawny, short and awkward. He was tall, built, had a deep voice and big muscles with more facial hair than most of our teachers.

I didn’t know how bad I wanted it—and
him
—until he started ripping off my clothes. All it took was one kiss to make me surrender to him. But maybe it was because he was the only senior in our class with tattoos, dangerous good looks and muscles that all the girls awed over. Staring into his dark eyes, I could tell that he knew exactly what to do to women; how to make them melt like putty in his hands—because I did.

I’ve always been a Goth girl with average looks. Most would describe me a little on the thick side with voluptuous curves. My tits were definitely my best feature. A full-sized 38DD and all of my weight was proportioned just right. No, my stomach wasn’t flat, but I had a small waist and big hips. My grandma had always told me that the boys would like my hips; they were birthing hips, as she called them. I wasn’t like most of the kids in school, and neither was Troy. He hung out with the local MC, causing trouble and raising hell. And me? I was the quiet girl who everyone stayed away from, but I liked it better like that. We’d crossed paths a few times, mostly behind school getting stoned.

It started with him forgetting his weed at home one morning before school. Sitting propped up against a tree smoking a joint before the first bell, he walked up to me.

“Hey, you mind sharin’?”

I blew a thick cloud of smoke at him. “Do you mind?” I rolled my eyes at him.

“Puff, puff, pass,” he held out his hand.

Taking another hit, I passed it to him. “I expect you to repay the favor.”

“What’s your name anyway? I see you out here all the time,” he choked down a heavy haze of white smoke.

“Raven,” I took the joint back from him, gawking at him just like a school girl would.

“You got plans after school?” he asked as I inhaled a deep wall of smoke.

“Detention until 4,” I passed it back to him.

“I’ll give you a lift. We can swing by my place and smoke a couple bowls, I’ll repay the favor.”

“You gonna wait around for me?” I laughed at him.

“No, I’m gonna lift some weights before I head home.”

I shouldn’t have gone home with him that afternoon. If only I would’ve told him no, but my thoughts were scrambled as I stared at his massive body. When his thick, rough hands grabbed me by the waist, I should’ve known that it could only have led to incredible, bone-shaking sex. I was young, but I knew better. He was already a prospect for the Lords of Sin, but I couldn’t tell him no.
How could I say no to a man like him?

These guys didn’t do relationships or romancing. The Lords of Sin did nothing more than flirt, fuck and move on to the next wet pussy. But common sense escaped me when I was with him. He gave me a false sense of security. Something about him made me feel safe, even though he
was
the bad guy.

Maybe I shouldn’t be so hard on myself, looking back on how things went down that day. It’s hard to say no when you’re an 18-year-old virgin and the biggest badass in Windsor High School is unclasping your bra as his rugged lips are glued to your mouth and his giant hands are squeezing your tits as your pussy soaks your panties.

His mouth set my pussy on fire when his rough lips ravenously ate me out. The sheer heat of his tongue twisting around inside me and flicking against my clit made my head spin as I relished in him taking me. It was like an animal locking on its prey as he told me he’d take care of everything. His powerful hands held my thighs open, preventing me from ever closing them even if I tried, as he feasted on my pussy. As his wicked tongue licked and fucked my hot hole, his thumb brushed against my wetness every so often as he manipulated my button. I came all over his face as soon as his teeth locked in on my clit, sucking it and biting it as my juices coated his face.

Don’t get me wrong. I’d seen some porn in my day and even read some dirty books about what a man’s tongue can do to a woman, but it was
nothing
compared to what Troy did to my body. Watching his head shake from side to side like a wild animal as he owned my pussy that afternoon made me cum so fucking hard that I swear I couldn’t hear for five minutes afterward. All of my senses were so fucking numb.

When he maneuvered his massive frame between my legs, he pressed his swollen cock against my slit before pushing it through my entrance. Gasping in anticipation, his carnal need to be inside me took over as he impaled me. He’d said himself that it had been a long while since he’d had a virgin. Greedily, he shoved himself into me as his primal needs took over and he started fucking me senseless.

Before I could bat an eye, he pushed his way inside of me, stretching me wide open for his hearty dick. He sank himself balls deep, held it for a moment—just enough for me to get used to it—and began molding my pussy to his girth and length. It only hurt for a few seconds before it started to feel really fucking good. All it took was a couple of dozen strokes with my legs splayed wide open, taking him all the way in, and I couldn’t see straight.

He flipped me over in my hazy trance and climbed on top of me. Using his knee to push my thighs apart, he pulled me open, baring my slit to use as he pleased. I glanced behind me as he held his throbbing, rock hard, insanely huge cock by the base before he entered me and didn’t know how he’d ever fit. He didn’t care, though, and there was no time for questions.

It was too much to think about right or wrong as he plowed into me from behind, smacking my ass, leaving red hand prints as he went. I didn’t care if this was how I’d pictured losing my V-card or not, or whether he’d slipped on a rubber before he buried himself balls deep. It felt too damned good. I’d been taking the pill for about a year to help regulate my cycle so I didn’t have to worry about a teen pregnancy. But the truth is, a girl can’t think straight when every fiber of her being is set on fire with the way Troy was taking me. I’d stopped thinking of anything a long time ago when the bed quaked beneath us, the springs threatening to collapse on the floor below us.

I’d never spoken any language other than English, but the things that were coming out of my mouth sounded foreign when I was under his spell. When he quickened his pace, shaking my whole body beneath him, I couldn’t form a single fucking word—foreign or not. My tits were flattened against the mattress, two bulging bubbles below me while his hands held a steadfast grip on my hips as he lunged into me.

“Tell me how bad you fucking want it!” he growled as he pulled my hair, willing me to look at the ceiling. “You better beg for this cock,” he slowed himself to almost nothing. I tried to talk, but I could barely catch my breath as my throat constricted. He wrapped my hair around his fist tighter, “Start talking dirty fast or I’ll pull my dick out of you right now and shoot my load all over your ass,” his hand crashed down on my ass cheek for emphasis.