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  BREAKER

  KT Fisher

  BREAKER (Kings of Rebellion MC Spin Off Series #1)

  Copyright @2019 KT Fisher

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to any actual persons living or dead, businesses and events or locales are entirely coincidental. This book also has some strong scenes that may cause offence. This isn’t your typical romance.

  Chapter One

  Breaker

  It’s my third night in a row in this bar and the third night in a row that a desperate bitch wants a piece of my cock. I’ll give it to her, just like I give it to others but she can beg a little more first. My brothers surround me, mingling with women who want a taste of what’s it like being with a biker. Same shit different night here. Always is and always will be. It’s well known that this bar is property of the Kings MC and women near and far visit to experience a little danger in their lives.

  “So, you’re like the boss of your club?” The pretty brunette smiles up at me and grips onto my arm.

  “President.” I correct her and then continue sipping my beer.

  “It’s so dangerous.” She giggles. As attractive as this girl is, she’s really starting to annoy me. I might just have to put my cock in her mouth to shut her up. She obviously has no clue what club life is like. This girl is just here for a good fuck.

  “It can be.” I nod and watch her eyes light up like a kids on Christmas morning. “So, what’s your name darling?”

  I might as well know the name of the girl I’m about to take back to the clubhouse. She flutters her eyelashes and grins widely. “Kelsey.”

  “Nice to meet you Kelsey.” I eye her as I continue to drink my beer.

  Kelsey slightly bounces in excitement and it makes her tits bounce which catches my attention. She seems to like that and begins to look at me with flustered cheeks. Kelsey wants it bad.

  “Now that I think about it, I’ve overheard people talk all about you and your club.” Kelsey leans against the bar, looking me over and softly traces a tattoo on my forearm. “The big, bad President of the scary biker club. Does your clubhouse really have parties where women walk around naked and fuck anyone they want?”

  Her eyes sparkle as they widen in pure excitement. “Not all men, but there’s a lot of choices.”

  Kelsey bites down on her lip again. “I bet a lot of them choose you.”

  Nodding, I look across at my men as they laugh, and others entertain women just like I am with Kelsey. “But that doesn’t mean I fuck them all. I have rules.”

  “Fuck em once type of rule?” Kelsey quizzes.

  “You got it.” I drink my beer as Kelsey continues to ask me more questions about the club, nothing too important otherwise I’d be getting suspicious, just dumb questions about fucking and whores. “You ready to go?” I ask her and as soon as the words leave my mouth Kelsey’s nodding eagerly.

  I call out to my VP, Snatch to let him know I’m leaving and he nods to let me know he heard me. My men cheer and clap like dickheads as I leave the bar with Kelsey and she soaks it all up. Grinning at them all and laughing as they whistle at her.

  Kelsey gasps when she sees my motorcycle and a grin creeps in place. If she thinks my machine is impressive, wait until she sees another impressive possession of mine.

  “Wow.” She runs her fingers along my black motorcycle. “I’ve never been on a bike before.”

  “You scared?” Kelsey spins to face me, excitement all over her little face.

  “A little excited.” She beams, closing the distance between us. Kelsey places her hand on my chest, looking up at me with begging eyes. “But mostly turned on.”

  I’ve only had one beer, so we get on my bike, with Kelsey holding on behind me. She squirms as the machine rumbles underneath us and I kick away from the path and lead us onto the road. I take the longer route, just so I can tease her that little bit more. The clubhouse gates open automatically for me by my men stood on guard duty and I help Kelsey from the bike as I park in my usual spot and kill the engine.

  “Impressive.” Kelsey appreciates the size of the clubhouse, marvelling at her surroundings as I lead her to my room. Her eyes shine when she sees the club whores parading around in next to nothing clothing, helping themselves to any willing man.

  “Aren’t you scared?”

  “Scared?” Kelsey asks in shock. “Of you, or the club?”

  “Both.” I shrug.

  Giggling, she steps closer. “I’ve never fucked a biker.”

  “Well darling,” I grab a fistful of her long, dark hair and pull so her head tilts back. “I’m about to make your wishes come true.” Still holding her hair, I lead her to my room. I know she fucking dreams of being with a biker. With a man like me. That’s why she was at the bar and that’s why her eyes are bright with excitement. She fucking loves it!

  A moan slips from Kelsey as I enter my room, dragging her along by her hair and pushing her in the direction of the bed. Kelsey stops before she reaches my bed, turns and bites down on her bottom lip. She’s loving every second of this and by the thrilled expression Kelsey wears, I can be a little rough with her and I respect that. “Then fuck me like I wanna be fucked.”

  She removes her dress, revealing that she hasn’t been wearing a bra. Her small and pointed nipples aimed right at me. Licking her fingers, she begins to rub her nipples and makes herself squirm. Kelsey moans and slowly makes her way towards me as she plays with her breasts.

  “And how’s that?” I ask, reaching out and pulling her close. I squeeze her ass now that she is close and it gains a groan from Kelsey. She’s prepped and ready.

  “I want to be fucked like one of those whores out there.” She purrs and I pause in shock. Nobody has ever said that to me before, but what the hell! If that’s what she wants, then that is what I will give her. I was just going to give her a good fucking, but if she wants to be treated like a whore, then that’s what I’ll give her.

  “Get on the fucking bed then.” I order her, and with a gleeful giggle, she turns and does what a good little whore does and obeys.

  I take off my leather vest, placing it on the sofa in the corner and walk over to the bed.

  “Can’t you keep the vest on?” Kelsey begs, she has removed her underwear, laying completely naked on the bed. Her legs slightly parted so I can see her pussy.

  “No.”

  As I unbutton my jeans, Kelsey sits and positions herself on her hands and knees, crawling towards the edge of the bed, where I stand.

  “Let me.” She greedily insists, moving my hands aside and unfastens the button, pulling down my jeans and grins as they hit the floor. Kelsey tugs down my boxers, and her eyes widen when she sees my cock. I know it’s a sight to behold and I’m not just saying that. A lot of the whores say I have a mean looking cock. Thick, long and veiny.

  Kelsey grabs my cock in her little hand, and begins licking the tip. Her eyes are closed as she enjoys the taste of my dick, but she’s not giving me enough. Placing both hands on either side of her head, I take control and guide my cock into her mouth with the speed and deepness that I want. Kelsey moans as I fuck her mouth. She chokes and heaves but it doesn’t stop me. She asked to be treated like a whore and that’s all about my pleasur
e, not hers. Kelsey doesn’t seem to mind though, she’s playing with her clit as I’m pounding her mouth. Her eyes are rolling and her moaning is getting louder.

  Before she can enjoy herself too much, I pull my cock from her mouth and push Kelsey down on the bed. She lays on her back, a fat smile plastered on her face.

  “Turn around.” I order her and Kelsey’s grin fades. “Turn around, I fuck whores from behind.”

  She doesn’t look too happy, but she had her chance. Rules are rules and I don’t fuck whores unless it’s from behind. I get out the condom from the pocket on my jeans that are laying on the floor. Kelsey is laying on her front when I turn back around. My boxers fall on the floor and I climb onto the bed, rolling on the condom and positioning myself behind her. My cock disappearing between her thighs as I hit her pussy. Kelsey tilts her arse up into the air, pushing back against me. My cock sinks deeper, making us both moan and I give her a slap on the ass. Kelsey giggles, but not for long. I pick up speed and take hold of her waist, pounding into her harder and faster. Kelsey gets louder and it only spurs me on more. My balls slap her pussy and it makes Kelsey scream. I fuck her like the whore she wants to be.

  As Kelsey puts her dress back on, I can tell she’s a little sore from how hard I fucked her. I don’t regret it and only smirk as I watch her. She looks back over her shoulder at me, smiling as I lay on the bed, under the cover.

  “Can I have a look around the clubhouse?” Kelsey asks, smoothing down her hair.

  “Knock yourself out.” I shrug. I know she wants to enjoy herself watching the whores and men together and she means nothing to me.

  With one last smirk, she turns and leaves my room. I bet by the end of the night she’ll be another fucking club whore.

  Chapter Two

  Simone

  Walking down the steps of my college, I feel relief that today is over. I’m aiming towards my Bachelor’s Degree of Science in Nursing because one day I’d love to become a nurse and help people. It’s really hard, but one day all of this stress will be worth it. I’m currently in my Junior year of a four year undergraduate scheme and despite the hell I went through last year with my ex sleeping with another girl, I’ve made some good friends and I’m looking forward to my future. I’m a single now and I’m making the most of it.

  “The weekend is finally here.” Olivia sings, dancing as we descend the college steps. I met her in my freshmen year and we’ve been besties ever since. I have a small group of friends but Olivia is my closest. “You coming around mine tomorrow?”

  “Of course.” I smile back. “I can’t wait for another wild Saturday night.”

  Olivia laughs loudly, throwing her head back and almost falling down the last two steps if it wasn’t for me grabbing onto her arm.

  The two of us usually go out with our small group of friends every weekend, even if it’s just to meet for a meal or in someone’s front room to catch up. Tomorrow night we’re heading to Olivia’s parents as she’s home alone for the night.

  We say our goodbye’s and walk our different routes home. We both don’t live far from our college, but our homes are on opposite ends of the college grounds, so it’s usually a quiet walk home for me but I don’t mind. After the busy days that I usually have in class, it’s relieving to have some peace.

  Like most undergraduates, I live at home with my mother and have a part time job. Money isn’t much, so it makes sense staying at home and it’s just the two of us. I’ve never met or known my dad, but when I was thirteen I plucked up the courage to ask my mother who he was and with wide, shaken eyes she told me that he’s not a good man. She didn’t want me to know who he was because he was involved in a gang and he was dangerous. That was enough for me to not ask anything else, until last year when I was curious once again. This time my mother broke down and revealed that he was an evil man who was the head of a motorcycle group who killed and raped for fun. One day he came across my mother as she worked behind a bar, my father told my mother she was coming with him and before she knew it, two men had picked her up and had her in the back of a van. He kept her locked up and when she was half way through her pregnancy with me, she found the opportunity to escape when one of the club whores felt sorry for her. My mother ran and didn’t stop until she was far away from the club and hid us in this tiny house that I call home. When she told me we sat up all night holding each other, crying and often smiling, happy that we have each other. I’m glad I’ve never met my father and I never intend to. Men like that shouldn’t even be allowed to walk the streets.

  Putting thoughts of my sperm donor behind me, I put in my headphones and turn the volume to its highest. My feet take me home and I begin to think what my mother has in mind for dinner tonight. She’s a great cook and I always look forward to what she’s treating me to. With thoughts of delicious food and my music so loud, I miss the danger that’s lurking. All of a sudden, a huge black van pulls alongside me and I don’t have enough time to act as men pour out of the van and grab me. I scream and struggle, but it’s no use. A hand covers my mouth to shut me up and I’m shoved into the vehicle as they laugh. My belongings are long forgotten as the door behind me slams shut and I’m left alone with these thugs. I lay on the floor in near darkness but I can make out enough to see the strange men have me surrounded. I scurry back as quickly as I can but that seems an error as my back bumps into someone. I jump, turning my head to see a large man grinning at me and it’s not a good look. It’s not a kind expression. It’s full of terror and promises me a torturous nightmare.

  “Well, hello there Simone, I’m Venom.” His voice is dark and I’m terrified as to how he already knows my name. “Why’d you look so scared?”

  I look around, watching the men as they laugh at me but I stay silent. I don’t know who these men are and why I’m here.

  “There’s no need to be so scared of your big brother.” His words shock me but the look on his face still terrifies me. What kind of a name is Venom anyway?!

  “I don’t have a brother.” My voice sounds quiet and pathetic.

  He laughs loudly, making me jump and his friends join in. Tears begin to fall down my cheeks which adds to their enjoyment.

  “I am your brother Simone,” He tilts his head, observing me. “And you’re a very pretty girl.”

  “Can we play boss?” One man begs from behind me and I begin to shake.

  “No.” My apparent brother snaps. “She’s my sister, which means she’s my property and I get the first turn.”

  “Damn she’s hot.” Another voice comes from the side of me.

  Surely he doesn’t mean what I think he means?

  He believes he’s my brother and if he is, surely he wouldn’t want to hurt me, or be interested in me that way. Then again, what normal person kidnaps someone?

  Venom then ties my hands behind my back and shoves me against the wall of the van. The whole drive he leers at me, staring and smiling. It’s terrifying and I let my tears fall.

  What the hell is going to happen to me?

  I don’t have much more time to think about it as I feel a stinging stab in my arm. I quickly turn to see Venom holding a needle whilst grinning dangerously. My eyes begin to get heavy and my body starts to fall.

  “Night my pretty little sister.” Venom laughs as everything goes dark.

  Chapter Three

  Breaker

  I never get much time to myself being the President of the Kings, not that I’m complaining. I fucking love what I do and I’m honoured that these men trust me enough to let me lead them. It’s not just because my dad was the President and his dad before him, but my men have to want me to be their President and trust me enough to follow my orders. It’s not just a birth right. You have to earn it.

  Right now, I just want to sit and enjoy some alone time and now seems a perfect time. There are no scheduled meetings, no security runs and no messes that I have to clear up. Approaching the bar, I signal to the Prospect to give me a beer and take my seat at the corne
r table. After only one sip, my peace and quiet comes crumbling to an end when I spot my VP, Snatch making his way over. He’s looking a little grim, scowling from anger as he quickly makes his way over. Snatch is flanked by three other brothers, and they don’t look very fucking cheerful either. This is business.

  I stand, taking another long drink from my beer as I prepare for what I’m about to learn.

  “Prez.” My VP nods, standing before me.

  “Prez.” The three brothers standing behind him nod also.

  Putting down my glass, I stand and offer them a small smile. “What’s happened?”

  Snatch shakes his head, looking pissed and irritated. “Venom captured her.”

  “Fuck!” I snap, quickly making my way to the office to grab my guns, my men following me. My brothers look over to see what’s happening, gaining the attention of everyone I walk by. They feel my anger and prepare for my orders. “Where were the men who were supposed to be watching her?!”

  I’m fucking furious. I had men stationed to watch her constantly because we knew there would be a day Venom would come for her. I was tempted to bring her into the club for her protection earlier, but I didn’t want to rip her from her life if there was no danger. I knew she was studying and I didn’t want to stop that, but now I fucking regret not following my gut.

  “We don’t know where they are.” Rex, one of my men answers.

  “You fucking kidding me?” I push open the door to my room harshly, needing to release some anger.

  “I checked in with them and there was no answer.” Snatch adds. “So I went down to look and our men are nowhere to be seen, just blood.”

  That makes me stop. “You telling me Venom killed my men?”

  “It’s a possibility.” Snatch nods, looking as pissed as I am. “I searched the area, but found nothing. I went to check Simone’s home, but she’s not there.”