The Rise (The Kings and Gods #3)

Chapter 3

Hunter

“I don’t know, man. I’m not much for vacations,” I say as Rylan stares at me.

“What the hell do you mean? Everyone wants a fucking vacation, Hunter.” Rylan and I have become closer over the last few months. Finding out we were half-brothers was a shock to everyone except me. I always knew. How could I not?

Everything was okay until my mother met Stan. That motherfucker took her in, gave her what she wanted, and then beat us. That’s why he’s dead today by my hands. And there’s no looking back for me.

“And leave all this?” I ask, throwing my arms out wide and motioning around Chaos.

“Hunter, come on. It’s a week’s vacation. You’re not going to miss shit just taking a week off,” he tries to reason with me. He’s probably right. “Besides, I’m sure you can find some bitch to chain up for fun,” he adds with a laugh.

“You’re not wrong there. Fine. When is this shit?” I ask him, seeing the smile cross his face.

“You have a few months to prepare. Get your killing out of the way,” he smirks.

“Fuck, man. I didn’t realize it would be so annoying having a little brother,” I tease him before he flips me off.

“You fucking love it and you know it.”

“In all seriousness, thanks for asking me, Ry. Some days, I feel like I’m drowning here.”

“Why? You want out?”

“No. It’s not that. It’s just being here at Chaos all the fucking time can get overwhelming.”

“Then why stay? Move out, get a house. Come here when you need to,” he suggests.

“I’ve thought about it. I don’t know. This place just feels like home, though.”

“You’re weird as fuck, Hunter,” Ry says with a sigh causing me to laugh.

“No shit. How’s the girls?”

“They’re all good. Becky is in Levi’s house. We’re doing what we can for her. She’s a little lost, though, without him there,” he tells me.

“Yeah, I bet so. Watch her; I think Hoax has his eye on that girl,” I tell him.

“What? Are you shitting me?” I shake my head.

“Nope. I’ve heard the fucker jerking off to her name in the shower,” I tell him. Rylan scrubs his hand over his face, looking like he’s about to snap.

“He wouldn’t do anything, right?”

“Hoax? Why the fuck would you think Hoax wouldn’t do anything? It’s … Hoax!”

“Fuck. She’s pregnant. Does he know that?”

“Yeah, he knows that. Maybe he has a thing for pregnant girls. I don’t fucking know.”

“How are we going to stop this shit?” Rylan asks. I shrug my shoulders. It’s Hoax. If he wants the girl, he’s going to get her.

“We’re not.”

“The fuck you mean we’re not? She’s pregnant, Hunter!”

“No shit. Hoax wouldn’t hurt that baby.”

“I know he wouldn’t, but shit, Hunter. None of us are normal, if you know what I mean,” he adds, causing me to laugh.

“No shit, Rylan. We’re all fucked in the head, brother.”

“Beyond fucked.”

“Just let it ride out. I’m sure Hoax will find someone else to obsess over soon,” I reassure him. He nods his head before leaning back in his chair.

“Why the wall?” Ry asks now. I run my hand through my hair and lean back in my chair.

“Privacy. I know we’re out in the middle of nowhere and have cameras and shit up, but the more kids we take in, the more I want to know they’re safe.” I’m having an eight-foot concrete wall built around the property Chaos sits on. When I took over Chaos years ago, I vowed to make it as safe as possible, but the more kids we bring through here, the higher the threat is from any asshole who knows we took them. They could retaliate at any time, and we’re all too aware of that fact. This just adds another layer of security.

“Makes sense.”

“Yeah. Figured it couldn’t hurt,” I tell him.

“It’ll be a good addition,” he says before standing. “I have to get going. Told Syn I’d be back in an hour, and it’s been two.”

“Shit, Tamsyn is going to have your fucking balls, Ry.”

“She’s a hellion, that’s for sure. Don’t forget we’re all having dinner next week. Make sure you bring your ass,” he reminds me. I nod my head, knowing I already agreed to go to dinner with all of them. I can’t back out now, not that I want to. I like being able to spend time with everyone, and Ry and I are still getting to know each other.

“I’ll be there,” I tell him. He holds out his fist, and I bump it with mine before he turns and walks off. I watch him go before I shove to my feet and head down to my room. It’s been a shit day. Not much happening around here, and when shit gets slow, I get antsy. Everyone thinks I have ADHD and can’t fucking sit still for five minutes, but I just need to keep busy.

Instead of heading to bed like I planned, I head down to the end of the hall, where we have the gym. I tug my shirt over my head and walk up to the punching bag. I take a few swings before I hear the door close behind me. When I look over, I see Cora walking in. Fuck, not what I needed tonight.

“What do you want?” I ask before going back to the bag.

“I came to see you,” she replies walking up right next to it.

“About?”

“Come on, Hunter. You can’t still be mad,” she whines, causing my arms to fall to my sides. I turn to face her, and fuck, she’s beautiful. But she isn’t mine. Not anymore. We’re not like the Kings. We don’t have women picked for us. It’s up to us to find a woman who can handle what we have to offer, and I thought that was Cora until she fucked another God.

“You cheated on me, and you don’t think I should be mad?”

“It was a mistake, Hunter. We’ve been over this so many times,” she says, reaching up to rest her hand on my chest. Her fingers slowly trail down over my abs and straight to my cock, where the fucker jerks in her hand. I snap out my hand and grab her wrist, stopping her.

“A mistake? You fucked one of my brothers, Cora. Another God at that.”

“I said I was sorry. I haven’t talked to him since that night, Hunter. I swear.” I wish I could believe her. I wish there were still something more between us except sex, but at this point, I don’t think there is.

“You want to be fucked. That’s why you’re here. I’m the only fucking one who’ll give you what you want, Cora.” She bites her bottom lip and nods her head. It’s always about sex for her. There’s no deeper connection to me, and we both know it. That doesn’t stop me now as my cock hardens in my fucking jeans. I reach up and grab the back of her hair, jerking her head back roughly before leaning down and biting her lip between my teeth. Cora moans and that’s all I need to hear.

I walk her back until her legs hit the weight bench. She drops to her ass, sitting on it when I release her and shove her back. I walk over, grab two of the jump ropes off the hook, and bring them back over to the weight bench, where I secure both her arms to the rack.

“That’s it?” she asks as if that isn’t enough for her. I chuckle. She isn’t getting all of me after she fucked my brother. This is it. This is the best she’s getting.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have fucked my brother.”

“That’s not fair, Hunter.” I shrug as she watches me pull up her skirt and rip off her panties. Her pussy is still dripping wet for me even though she won’t be getting what she wants. I run my finger along her slit, and she sucks in a breath.

“I’m about to break that pretty little back of yours,” I warn. She watches me, eyes full of lust, as I grab her legs and bend them. I know Cora is flexible so I bend her in half, forcing her legs under the weight bar. She’s completely open to me. There’s nothing she can hide like this.

“This isn’t comfortable,” she mumbles, but I ignore her as I yank my jeans and boxers off and straddle the bench. Then I sink into her, and she cries out.

“How’s that for comfort?” I ask her as I begin to fuck her hard. At this angle, there’s nowhere inside of her I’m not hitting. I fuck her hard and fast, but her pussy isn’t what I want. The thought of her fucking someone else sits in the back of my mind like they always do, and I can’t get that shit out of my head. I hate her for it. I hate her for doing it because we had something good going on.

My anger gets the best of me as I grab her ass in my hands roughly, my nails digging into her flesh. Cora is screaming my name when I pull out of her and grab my cock, teasing her asshole. She tenses, but I growl low in my throat, and she calms down.

Then I’m pushing into her. She calls out my name, but I ignore her and fuck her ass just as hard as her pussy. I’m sure it hurts. I have little doubt that it doesn’t, but the image of her with someone else keeps flashing in the back of my mind. I shake my head, willing that shit to go away, but it won’t. So I take it out on her ass.

“Stop, Hunter! That hurts,” she screams at me.

“You think it didn’t hurt when you fucked someone else?” I roar at her as I fuck her ass harder. She keeps begging me to stop, but there’s nothing she can do. Cora tries to pull her legs from under the weight bar, but she can’t, so I keep going. Then it hits me. What the fuck am I doing? I stop myself, pulling out of her and setting her legs free. She sits up quickly and crosses her arms over her chest.

“What the hell was that?” she asks, sounding as if she wants to cry.

“Get out,” I order, nodding toward the door.

“What is with you, Hunter?” she asks once more.

“Get out, Cora.”

“No.”

“No? You want me to finish what I fucking started?” I growl at her. She shakes her head. “Then get up and get the fuck out!” I scream this time. She doesn’t hesitate this time, standing to her feet and rushing for the door. I don’t look back. I just grab my fucking cock in my hand and stroke that bastard thinking about anyone but her. Little fucking good that does me.

I fucking give up and pull my jeans back on before turning and walking out of the gym. I’m down the hall when Hoax stops me.

“What happened to Cora?”

“What’d she say?”

“Nothing. She looked pissed, though,” he adds.

“Yeah. I kinda fucked up with her.”

“Told you to leave that pussy alone, or it’s going to fuck you over one day,” he tells me.

“I know. I think that did it anyway,” I say, nodding toward the door.

“Good. We have fresh meat coming in tomorrow.”

“No shit? Already?”

“Same set, different guys. Baron picked them up,” he adds. I nod my head, ready for that. Too bad they weren’t here tonight.