Jax the Fighter: Fighting Dirty Trilogy, #1
By Laura Day
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Jax the Biker is book 1 in the Fighting Dirty Trilogy. Books 2 and 3, Jax the Killer and Jax the Dom are available everywhere now!
I hurt people.
I lose myself in the sweat and blood and the sound of bones breaking.
Maple’s different.
She saved me, made me whole again.
Now, someone wants to hurt her.
And it’s my turn to save her.
Even if it means going back to jail
Even if it means killing again.
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Jax the Fighter - Laura Day
Chapter One
Maple
He looked at her face . Even after he had thrust himself inside her, he still looked at her face. Maple’s hands were wound around his neck and shoulders; her legs were wrapped around his waist, anchoring her against the wet countertop as he pushed himself deeper and deeper inside her.
She could feel his breath hot against her neck, and she could smell the blood from the cut just above his left eye. Maple closed her eyes and braced herself against his vigorous movements. She loved how rough and unapologetic he was. She loved how he had followed her into the gym’s grimy bathroom after the fight just so that he could fuck her on its tiled counter.
Maple had watched him fight that night with an awe she had not felt in a long time. He was confident, focused, and animalistic in his approach. He moved with a grace that belied his broad shoulders and intimidating height. He had taken his first hit without reaction, and even after being thrown to the ground, he had risen again, without hesitation, to finish the fight. Within half an hour, it was all over and Maple had moved towards the back of the large room with the crowd chanting his name. Jax, Jax, Jax
that was all she could hear ricocheting off the walls of the underground gym.
His hand moved towards her breasts. Before Maple could form a single thought, he had ripped the buttons off her blouse to reveal the plain nude bra she wore underneath it. He popped it open expertly and ran his bloodstained hands over her breasts. Uncaring of the mark he left on her, Maple tried to pull herself closer to him. His body was hard and sinewy; there was nothing there but muscle and tattoos. They covered the length of him; the only part that wasn’t inked was his face. Maple was thankful for that; she was thankful that there was nothing there to compete with the brilliant steely blue of his eyes.
He bent his head down and took her left nipple in his mouth. Maple moaned as an unexpected thrill of pleasure shot through her. She could feel his tongue, as he sucked on her, and there was something primal and revelatory about how he made her feel. She could so easily lose herself in him, and Maple realized that was exactly what she wanted—to lose herself.
Suddenly, as though a fire had been lit under him, Jax increased the tempo of his speed. He started plunging himself harder against her until Maple was grabbing at him in order to keep herself from screaming. She grabbed his hand, and after a moment, a part of her brain registered moisture. She opened her eyes to see a thin flow of blood issuing from his open elbow.
Oh my God,
Maple breathed. Your elbow.
Forget it,
he breathed without slowing down.
Maple found her eyes rolling back inside her head, but she willed herself to concentrate. It’s bleeding badly.
Yeah,
Jax replied. And I have a cut on my face and a cracked rib. That’s not going to stop me.
On the last word, he ploughed into her so hard that Maple screamed out loud. She could feel the Prince Albert tattoo on the end of his penis. She acknowledged a hint of pain, but the pleasure greatly outweighed it.
Turn over,
he said, as he pulled her off the counter top, turned her around, and bent her over it.
Maple was completely wet, and he slid into her easily. He continued to fuck her with a ferocity that dazzled her. There was something about the way he touched her. He was not gentle or kind; he was not soft or delicate. He was single-minded and purposeful. His hands were rough as they travelled over her body, hitting her ass and squeezing her breasts until she cried out.
He fucked like he fought, Maple realized, as he slid in and out of her. He was looking for the same thing she was; he was looking to lose himself in sweat and blood and the thrill of ecstasy. His hands wrapped themselves around her and pulled her upright so that his lips were at her neck. She could hear the sound of his hips slamming against her buttocks and slowly the pleasure began to build. She felt him groan, and the sound sent another rush of pleasure through her.
His hand dipped down between her legs and his finger began to work at her in slow strokes that grew consistently faster. Maple gripped at him, at the counter, at whatever was in her reach as the build-up rose to its climax. She came with her eyes closed and her body shivering softly against him.
She had no time to recover, no time to breathe because he didn’t stop. He kept fucking her with a determination that belied all logic. Her back curved against the wall of muscle that was his stomach as his tongue worked over her ear and neck.
Fuck!
Maple cried, as he rammed into her. Fuck.
She came again with her elbows on the counter and her legs throbbing and weak. Jax slipped out of her, his breathing coming in short, even bursts. There was sweat glistening off his shaved head, and his blue eyes glanced around as though they were seeing something else.
Breathing heavily, Maple straightened herself slowly and tried to adjust what remained of her clothes. She was grateful that she kept a change in the locker she had been assigned when she had first been given the job cleaning out the gym. She opened the tap and washed her hands. Her dark brown hair lay in a heap of tangles around her head, but it did nothing to hide the large and prominent red scar that snaked down her face. It began in a sharp peak at the top of her left eye and snaked downwards, well past her cheek, dominating her whole face.
Tentatively, she turned, wondering how to make her exit. He was already fully clothed, but Maple could see his tattoos winking out at her from underneath his sleeves. He came forward unexpectedly, and Maple froze. He raised his hand and traced the scar on her face with an unknowable expression. Then, he turned and walked out of the bathroom, leaving Maple standing there with his blood, sweat, and scent clinging to every inch of her body.
Chapter Two
Jax
J ax.
As his fist hit the sandbag for what must have been the hundredth time, Jax felt