Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6

CHLOE

"Hey, Chloe, right?" Ryker Norris slid into the seat beside me.

I glanced up from my laptop, and around the library before returning my gaze to him. The place was almost empty. Exactly the reason I came here so early in the day. I could work without being disturbed. Usually.

"Yeah." I said simply. I looked back at the screen.

"I've been trying to find a chance to speak to you," he said. "Either I've been busy, or you have someone else with you."

I exhaled softly and closed my laptop. "Or I'm busy," I suggested. Like right now. I gave him a meaningful look.

"That too," he said with no hint of an apology. "I won't take long. Talking I mean. If we were talking about something else, I'd take a long time. As long as necessary." He seemed very impressed with his own innuendo.

I picked up my phone to look at the time.

His smug expression faded. "I was hoping for a favour."

"I could tell," I said dryly. "I'm not getting under the table to suck you off." If Dane asked, I might, but not Ryker. He gave me uncomfortable vibes. Like he was in it for himself, without much thought for anyone else.

"It wasn't going to ask that, but never say never." He rested his elbows on the table. "I've been told my cock is tasty."

I snorted. "I'm sure you have." It might be true, but I thoroughly doubted anyone said that to him. "Does that actually work?"

"My cock?" he asked. "Of course it works. Very well, I might say."

I rolled my eyes. "I meant the line about your cock being tasty. Have you ever said that to anyone and had them get down on their knees to find out?"

He grunted softly. "Now you mention it, they haven't. What's wrong with people?"

"I have no idea," I said sarcastically. "How could anyone decline an invitation like that? You should have people lining up to find out."

"I agree," he said. "Either I need to tweak the invitation, or I need to offer it to different people. Tell me, what would it take for you to suck it? Theoretically." He raised his hands to me, offering me the floor. He seemed genuinely curious.

"More than that," I said. "But everyone's different. What works on me might not work on someone else."

He pressed his thumb to his bottom lip and looked thoughtful. "Good point. Would it work if I said 'shut the fuck up and suck my cock like a good girl'? In theory?"

"In theory, that would be more effective," I agreed. If Dane said that, I'd be on my knees in a heartbeat.

"Interesting, interesting." He nodded a couple of times. "I'll have to try that and see if it works. Just in case?—"

"No," I said. "The answer is still no. Did you want something else? I don't think you came over here to work on your pickup lines."

"I didn't," he said. "But if that works, I might be back to ask for more advice. For example, how do women really feel about hand necklaces?" He gripped his own throat with his tattooed hand.

I arched my eyebrows at him.

He lowered his hand. "Right. Yes. I came to ask a favour. I was wondering what kind of influence you have over Dane DiMarco? I saw you going to his office. He seemed to be anticipating you."

I shrugged. "We…know each other."

"So you're fucking?" Ryker concluded. "That explains why you're not into me."

It was certainly one reason for it, but not all of it. Which I wasn't going to bother to explain to him. I liked my men ambitious and as aggressive as he seemed to be, but he wasn't my type. I also preferred my men powerful. Faith and I had that in common.

"Whether we are or aren't, is none of your business," I said coolly. "What does this have to do with anything?"

"I asked him to sponsor me to become a member of the Brotherhood of Kings," Ryker said. Apparently he'd decided to stop beating around the bush and come out with what he sat here for. "I was hoping maybe you could encourage him to agree. If you have that sort of influence." He gave me a challenging look.

"And if I do," I said slowly. "What then? If I speak to him and he agrees to sponsor you, what's in it for me?" Having someone who owed me a favour join the Brotherhood, with my help, that could be very beneficial at some point in the future.

"Name your price," he said. The expression on his face was naked ambition. I knew that look. I'd seen it on countless faces before, including my own. There was nothing he wouldn't do to join the Brotherhood.

I felt like the villain in one of those fairytales, where they make a deal in return for the main character's firstborn child. I suspected if I asked for that, he'd agreed to it.

Fortunately for everyone concerned, I had no interest in anyone's firstborn children, including my own for now. Anything like that was years away from me. If Lila became head of the family, maybe never. I'd have no reason to have my own children. No desire to bring innocent lives into my world.

I sat back and made a show of thinking carefully.

He sat back and tried not to look like he was too eager for my answer. There was an underlying irritation to his desperation. He didn't want to be asking, or owing favours.

Not just to me, he didn't want to owe anyone. The fact he had actually asked me, spoke volumes about how important this was to him. He put his pride aside to do it. Considering how big his ego seemed to be, this was no small deal.

"If I do this," I said slowly, "I'd need something big in return."

"Which brings us back to my cock," he said, laughing off his anxiousness.

"If you refer to your cock again, the answer is no," I said bluntly.

That brought him back down to earth with a crash. He looked as though he might wrap his hands around my throat and throttle me, but managed to contain himself.

"What else do you want?" he asked, slightly more humble this time. Only slightly. He was too cocky to put his arrogance aside for too long.

"A favour in return," I said. "To be called when and where I want. With no expiry date. When I tell you what I need, you have to deliver it. No matter what it is I ask."

"Deal," he said with no hesitation. He put out his hand.

I looked at it. "I don't shake hands. I'll organise us a contract and you can sign it."

I opened my laptop and sent off an email to one of my father's lawyers. A couple of minutes later, he replied with an attachment that I opened to sign electronically.

"You're efficient," Ryker said. He didn't hesitate to sign on the dotted line, but not before he read the terms of the contract. "You and I would be a good team if you get tired of Dane."

"I'll bear that in mind." I signed my name under his and returned it to my lawyer. "I'll speak to him about you the next chance I get."

"I appreciate that." He nodded. "I just hope I don't regret owing Chloe Bell a favour."

" Now you think of that," I said. Before he could respond, I pointed at him and said, "Don't forget, we now have a legally binding contract."

He spread his hands to either side. "I won't forget. As long as you don't forget me when I'm one of the masters of the universe and you need help."

If he was ever one of the masters of the universe, the world might need help, but I just nodded.

"I never forget," I said. "I wish you luck in joining. From what I understand, being sponsored is the easy part."

There was absolutely nothing I could do to help him beyond that. That was a matter for the Brotherhood. I had no idea what pledging to join entailed. Frankly, I didn't want to know. I had enough going on in my life without buying that kind of trouble.

He clasped his hands and grimaced. "That's what I gather too. But it'll be worth it." The look in his eyes was nothing short of power hungry. With that mindset, he'd make the perfect brother.

"I'm sure it will," I said. Maybe not for him, but I had a feeling the favour would come in useful. A girl could never have too many of those up her sleeve.

A shadow loomed over the table. We both looked up to see Dane standing beside it, looking down at us both.

"Am I interrupting anything?" he said coolly.

"Nothing at all," Ryker said. He hurried to stand. Before he looked away, he gave me a look as if to remind me of our deal. Like I'd forget that quickly.

I nodded and watched him walk away before turning back to Dane.

"What did he want?" He sat down on the seat Ryker vacated.

I saw no reason not to tell him about the entire conversation and the deal we made. Including the bit about pickup lines.

Dane looked like he was going to follow Ryker and tear his head off, but he didn't. Instead, he said, "What do you think about Ryker joining the Brotherhood? Should I sponsor him?"

"He's ambitious enough," I said. "And if you sponsor him, my favour becomes more valuable."

Dane looked speculative. "So, if I do you a favour by sponsoring him, he'll do you a favour some day. That seems reasonable to me. But I'm going to need something in return." Mischievous glittered in his blue eyes.

My pulse ratcheted up at the look. Was he thinking what I thought he was thinking? If he was, I was ready and all too willing. He had to have seen that on my face.

He leaned forward and whispered, "Shut the fuck up and suck my cock like a good girl." He glanced down to his lap.

My heart racing, I slipped out of my chair without hesitation and crawled under the table.

Careful not to bump my head, I crawled over to kneel in front of him on the carpeted floor.

I glanced up to see him looking down at me. He nodded, giving me the go ahead. His eyes were so dark with desire I could have drowned in them then and there.

I took a deep breath in and rubbed his groin with the heel of my hand until his erection grew. Eagerly, I pulled down the zipper of his pants and pushed them and his boxers down far enough to free his thick, throbbing cock.

Holy fuck, he was big and thick, with a slight curve to the left. The sight of him made me hungry all over.

I curled my fingers around his length and teased his tip with my tongue. I swirled it around his head, tasting his pre-cum and drawing a groan from him.

He reached down under the desk to grip my hair and hold me while he pressed his cock between my lips, all the way to the back of my throat.

"That's it, good girl." He pulled me on and off his cock, while his hips rolled, thrusting with an even rhythm. Apparently uncaring that other people were in the library, he relentlessly fucked my mouth.

I massaged his balls while sucking as hard as I could. With every thrust, he tapped the back of my throat, making me gag, but I didn't stop or try to pull away.

"Fuck yes, that's it, Chloe. Harder. Suck me harder." He moaned.

I did as he asked and sucked harder, working my lips and tongue up and down him while he thrust.

"Good girl," he ground out. "Like that. Don't fucking stop. I'm going to come in your mouth. You're going to take every drop. Understood?"

I looked up at him and bobbed my head as far as I could without breaking the rhythm or letting his cock pop out of my mouth.

"So obedient," he whispered. "So fucking perfect."

He went on thrusting smoothly until his balls tightened under my fingers. He stilled, grunting softy until he finally came, squirting his hot cum down my throat.

"Fuck yeah," he breathed. "Ahh, so good." He slumped forward, puffing lightly.

I slid my mouth off him with a wet pop and sat where he could see me, before swallowing down every drop. I licked my lips and smiled.

"Fucking hell," he whispered. "You're so fucking perfect. Have you realised yet that you're mine?"

I raised my eyebrows. I enjoyed getting him off. His cock was delicious and he was so responsive. I didn't give a shit who saw us doing that here. Let them watch.

As for being his… "I'm still thinking about it."

"Don't think for too long," he said. "I need to bury my cock in your pussy. I'd rather that happen after you make up your mind, but it doesn't have to. When I can't wait any longer, I'm going to fuck you."

His words sent a shiver of anticipation through me. I knew what my decision would be.

Ryker coming to me to ask for his favour made me feel powerful. He'd done it because of my relationship with Dane, as well as my family connections.

If I was this powerful now, I could definitely make this relationship work for me. I could use it to my advantage, as well as Dane's. People would ask Dane for favours because of his connection to me, and vice versa. We could own all of them, as well as each other.

I recalled the power hungry look I saw in Ryker's eyes. That was probably the look I had in mine right now.

Power was heady and I wanted more.