Jinx (Kings of Carnage MC) - Chelsea Camaron Page 0,42
your vision. I’m sorry, Talia, that your early years were filled with a narrow view of the world. My Kalini believed love was as powerful as the ocean. She took me as a young soldier with a jaded outlook on people and family, and she made me believe and see. She loved me as big as the ocean is wide. She rode every wave in life with me. I didn’t have a good home, a strong family, until my Kalini. Then we were given the gift of life in Koa. You may have had a hard beginning, but find a love that’s as strong as the ocean.”
My chest tightens thinking of my mother. She absolutely loved strong. Talia’s eyes gloss over in unshed tears. Looking at my Pops, he seems to be going to a faraway place in his mind again, so I decide to take Talia on a ride. There is nothing that can remind you that you’re alive the way the open road on a Harley Davidson.
After our goodbyes, we hit the road with no words shared between us. My thoughts keep going back to her sister and the life she’s living. I make a decision, and with a text to Bouncer, I continue having a day with my woman.
Just Talia, my bike, and the highway.
I’ve never felt so good.
The hours pass us by, as do the miles. We pull into the lot of the industrial park, and I see his bike. Things with Talia have been a whirlwind. I’ve never met someone who so easily accepts what comes in life. Maybe it’s her time as a hobo. Maybe it’s her past and the hold it has over her. I don’t know, but she needs to know everything.
I want to lay my world at her feet, but I want her to know me. All of me.
The good.
The bad.
The ugly.
And the kinky.
Parking the bike, we get off, and I take her by the hand, leading her to the door where Apollo stands duty. With a nod, he lets us inside, and I take her to the room. Flipping the switch to alert passersby that the room is taken, I move inside the blacked-out space to press the button, clearing the frosted screen once again.
This time the set-up is different.
I requested it so.
“I want to share a side to me, Talia. Before we get in this shit deeper, I gotta know you get me.”
She swallows hard, and I see the trepidation in her face. I take my sunglasses off and toss them to the side table.
“I want you to see me, Teineitiiti.”
“You’re making me nervous, Koa,” she whispers, and just my name on her lips has me rock hard.
“You’ll never be in danger with me. But I want you to know I have unique tastes. If at any point you are uncomfortable, I will make adjustments.”
She nods.
“The night you stole my truck, I was pissed.”
She looks down, and I reach out, tipping her chin up to make her meet my gaze.
“Teineitiiti, my life was one ride to the next. My life was the Kings and only the Kings. I got Pops, but outside of him, I have my brothers. My life was basic. When I wanted to fuck, I found a bitch to fuck. No attachments. No one got to see me. All an outsider got of me was a King. Then, you came into my life literally wrecking the way I live, dare I say, the way I breathe. My first instinct was to punish you. I imagined it, Talia. You,” I point to the glass wall where there is a leather bench on display. “Those leather cuffs in my car, I imagined you strapped to that bench, shackled.”
Her breathing picks up as I twist her body to face the glass wall, and I move to stand behind her.
“I wanted to watch Bouncer teach you what it is to cross a King.”
Her breathing hitches as Bouncer enters the scene with a woman following on a leash and a leather collar around her neck. He doesn’t speak to her, only looks to the space of the two-way mirror, no doubt knowing I’m on the other side. With practiced ease, Bouncer sets the woman up, bent over the bench with her ass on display and her hands shackled to the bottom legs of the contraption. He leaves her legs free for now.
“Talia, do you trust me?”
She hesitates, and for the first time in my life, I actually feel fear that she’s