Seducing Wrath: Raining Chaos, #2

By Lynne St. James

A Groupie with a dream…

They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions…I am here to say truer words were never spoken.  I really did think becoming a groupie and writing a story about my favorite band, Raining Chaos was the best idea I ever had.  It was going to be the break I needed to get my career going and be a double win getting close to Wrath—the only man who could set me on fire with only a look.

Yeah, nothing is ever as easy as it seems.  Instead of going according to plan it’s going to sh*t.  Well, like I said before—the road to hell is paved with good intentions.

A Guitar player who won’t give in to love…

Blue hair?  Oh yeah, the chick had my attention from the minute I saw her.  No attachments…that was the rule I lived by.  No reason to change it now, besides, something about Sapphire didn’t seem right.  But it didn’t seem to matter to my body.  I couldn’t keep my hands off of her long enough to give a crap.

Or I got kicked in the gut when private info was tweeted to the world.  It’s hard enough being on our first tour without someone working against us.  I didn’t want to believe it was her, but…

Join me, the guitar player, and Sapphire, the groupie as Raining Chaos continues our tour.  Will more than our hearts catch fire?  Or will the truth rip us apart?

Caution this book contains hot, up against the wall sex, blue haired groupies and smokin' hot rock stars.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lynne St. James
• Release date: Sep 15, 2015
• ISBN: 9781943846177

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Copyright © Lynne St. James September 2015

ISBN # 978-1-943846-17-7

Cover Copyright © Lynne St. James September 2015

Cover Photograph by Kruse Images & Photography

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Dedication

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As always I want to thank my readers and fans, without you my words would go unread and unappreciated.  To Caitlyn O’Leary, Willow Brooke, and Salena Mae, I can’t tell you how much I appreciate all the pep talks, the daily giggles and whip cracking as needed.

Teresa – this one’s for you! <3

My daughters inspire me daily with their lives and how they live it.  I am in awe that somehow I had a small hand in these two beautiful human beings.

To my hubby, there are no words I can express to thank you for all you do, and how much you support me in every way possible.  I love you.  You are and will always be my rock star.

Remember...You don’t get old you just keep rocking!!!

Taming Chaos

Lynne

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Note to Readers:

This is a republish of the book Seducing Wrath originally published with a publisher.  This edition has been re-edited and some additional content added.  If you have already purchased Seducing Wrath you will not need to repurchase for any updates.  The story itself has remained the same, and only some details were changed.

Music Under the Mistletoe will be re-released shortly.  Look for Tempting Flame, a brand new release in the Raining Chaos Series to be released soon too.

Chapter One

Sapphire...

I needed to get better at this undercover shit and fast.  I should have known something was up when the guys didn’t talk about anything band related when any of us were around.  Maybe being a groupie hadn’t been the best choice.  Tonight’s show had been different, partly because it was Green Sky Rising’s last appearance, but they also had a different opening act scheduled for the next two weeks of the tour.  Seeing Preston Mitchell, lead singer of The Hurricanes show up had been a huge surprise, and when he played with the band it had to be a total freak out for the fans. 

Wrath hadn’t told me about any of it, but that surprise wasn’t as big as the other announcements they’d made.  Preston Mitchell was Cynda’s father and Joe the bus driver was taking over as their new manager.  Huge, I mean HUGE, and I didn’t know about any of it.  What the fuck?  Seriously, this undercover thing was a lot harder than I thought.  If I didn’t start getting this info before everyone else how was I going to pull this off?  How was I going to get Wrath to trust me—a groupie—with secrets?  If this was going to be my big break, I seriously needed to figure this crap out soon.

The sucky part was I thought I could do this without getting personal, more of a worship him from across the room and listen for inside information type of thing.  Yeah right, what was it they said about the best laid plans?  Exactly.  I should have thought it through better because all bets were off as soon as he pushed me up against the wall the first night.  That kiss changed everything.

I thought I was over him, or maybe I just hoped I was over him, but seeing him after almost five years gave me instant butterflies and that kiss, oh shit, that KISS.  Freakin’ amazing.  Too bad he didn’t know who I was, and when it does come out he’ll probably never talk to me again.  It didn’t matter when I thought I didn’t care but now I wavered back and forth between trying to enjoy the moment and feeling like shit for lying to him about who I was and what I was doing.

Chaos caught me drooling over Wrath a few times and it wouldn’t surprise me if he warned Wrath to be careful.  I’d been sleeping with him for almost two weeks.  Making love with him was more than I imagined, oh so much more.  Hell yeah.  I was putty in his hands.  All he had to do was look at me with those brown teddy bear eyes and I was wet.  Who knew my body could react like this?  I sure didn’t.  Sex with my college boyfriend was okay, but it wasn’t mind-blowing, life altering, panty dropping like with Wrath. 

Finishing my assignment needed to be my number one priority but ever since he’d cornered me in their suite in Philly I was toast.  Butter me up baby, I was done.  Being with him was so much better than any fantasy ever.

Seeing Cyn and Chaos back together tonight was great.  I’d known right away all the trouble was because Sweets was jealous of Cynda.  Why it took Chaos so long to figure it out I have no idea.  Men can be so fuckin’ dense.  I wanted to tell him, ‘asshole, wake up and smell the coffee, dude.  Cyn’s head over heels for you,’ but I figured it wouldn’t be the best idea.  Staying low on everyone’s radar except Wrath’s was the plan.

Hey, Blue, come here often?  Wrath wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me against him.  His hard cock pushed against my ass, successfully knocking all thoughts of Cyn and Chaos out of my head.

Only for you, baby, you know that.  He turned me around and stared into my eyes. I don’t know what he was looking for, but for the first time since I began hanging out with the band I had the feeling he didn’t quite believe my cover story.

I hope so, he growled as he pulled me even closer and kissed me hard.  I loved how he tasted, a hint of cigarette smoke mixed with beer.  I don’t know how to explain it.  It was edgy, dangerous—the bad boy I’d wanted since high school, the one who never even noticed me.  Sliding my hands through his short brown hair and over his muscled shoulders made me wish we were some place more private.  Yeah, we’d practically fucked in front of everyone but it still freaked me out.  I wasn’t a prude but damn, I did have some morals, too bad most groupies didn’t.

My tongue dueled with his and I slid my hands around his waist, tucking them in his back pockets and squeezing his ass.  He had a damn fine ass too, tight, slightly rounded and definitely bitable.

I was about to suggest we leave when he bit my earlobe and whispered something about getting out of there.  I was all over that. 

Hell yeah.

He took my hand and practically dragged me down the hallway and outside into the empty amphitheater.  It was hard to believe only a few hours ago it’d been filled with screaming fans.  The stage lights were off but there was just enough lighting in the seats to see where we were going.  I staggered in my five inch heels and I thought I was going to hit the ground.  As if in slow motion the theater floor came at me, but at the last minute he reached out and caught me.

Blue, I love those fuckin’ sexy heels but you’re gonna kill yourself.

I laughed.  I thought the same thing every time I put the damn things on.  Well, if someone wasn’t draggin’ my ass at the speed of light I’d be fine.

Fuck, sorry.  Wait.  Shit no, I’m not sorry.  I want you.  My cock’s been throbbing since I saw you backstage.

I want you too, baby.  I was getting tired of waiting for you, I said with a pout.

We had a lot of shit going on, but now I’m all yours ‘til the bus leaves tomorrow.

We’d made it to the edge of the theater’s lawn seating area when he pulled off his shirt so I could lie on it.  The ground was a little damp but I didn’t care.  I needed my fix.  His cock might be throbbing but my pussy had been wet since he grabbed me in the suite.

He slid his hands under my Raining Chaos t-shirt pushing it up my body and over my head.  The hunger gleamed in his eyes when he saw my braless breasts, and it sent shivers down my spine.  Grinning, he tweaked my nipples with his callused fingers.  A moan escaped before I could stop it.  Sexy, fuckin’ sexy is how he made me feel.  Never...and I mean never, did I think he’d want me like this, or at least want Sapphire.

Fucking hell, Blue, did you go commando everywhere?

Maybe.  I batted my eyelashes at him.  You’re gonna have to find out, won’t you?

His lips took mine in a passionate kiss.  Holding me tight he crushed me between the ground and his hard chest.  Our tongues dueled, taking turns tasting each other. 

I wrapped my legs around his hips, trying to get him even closer.  His hard cock throbbed against my denim covered pussy, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted him inside me, but my skirt and his jeans were in the way.  I needed them gone now.

I wasn’t sure if he read my mind or if we were both so fuckin’ horny we couldn’t wait, but he shoved my skirt up getting the answer to his commando question and earning me another growl.  Unzipping his fly he reached into his pocket and pulled out a rubber.  Seconds later he slid his sheathed dick into my soaked pussy. 

Oh God yes.  Wrath, fuck me.  I need you so bad.  I wanted to feast on this sexy piece of man candy until I couldn’t breathe.  But I had to remember to stay in character.  There was always the chance I’d say something wrong and he’d pick up on it.  My rocker was smart, too smart, and the entire band was already suspicious with the shit going on.

Fuck yeah, he yelled as he thrust into my tight hole, his balls slamming against my ass.  It was hard and fast.  He fucked me like a machine and I liked it.  Over and over again he slammed into me rubbing against my G-spot with each thrust.

Wrath, I’m gonna come, baby, oh my God, fuck... Hard and fast he pushed me over the edge in a matter of minutes.  My muscles tightened and my pussy grabbed hold of his dick as my orgasm rolled through me.  My thighs gripped him tighter as each thrust pushed me further until I screamed my release. 

I knew he’d been waiting for it, he held off until I came every time, a total gentleman right?  NOT.  I didn’t care, as least not right then.  We were under the star filled sky, hot, sweaty, and totally satisfied.

He pulled out and dropped to the ground next to me.  The sound of our dual panting made me laugh. 

How come every time we fuck I feel like I’ve run a marathon?

Because I’m that fuckin’ good.  Why else?

Laughing, I smacked him on the arm.  Yeah and fucking modest too.

He surprised me by reaching for my hand, entwining his fingers with mine.  Sensitivity after sex?  What was up with that?

He turned to his side leaning on his hand. 

Even in the dim light it was obvious he had something on his mind.  I waited.

Blue?

Yeah?

He never had a chance to finish, a flash of lightning zigzagged across the sky, and then with no other warning the heavens opened up and dumped a shitload of rain on us.

Holy crap, I squealed.  The water was freakin’ cold or maybe I was just overheated.  I reached for my t-shirt and pulled it on, sliding his shirt from under me and tossing it to him. 

He flung the used rubber in the grass and shoved his cock back in his pants.  Grabbing my hand we ran for the limo waiting at the front of the amphitheater. 

Chapter Two

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Wrath...

Saved by the damned rain.  I almost fucking blew it.  She’s a groupie and the rules were clear.  From the beginning we all agreed—no attachments, but then Chaos didn’t expect Cynda to show up. Of course she wasn’t a groupie.  I knew to stick to the rules—give the groupies no reason to think they could expect anything but a quick fuck. Too bad it was getting harder to do that with Sapphire.  I’d had fun with Sapphire the last couple of weeks and I hated to say goodbye. She’d been following the bus since Philly and I figured she must have a life waiting for her back home, so this was going to be goodbye.  Tennessee was the next stop and I didn’t expect her to stay with us.  Most of the others had already taken off.  We weren’t well known enough to have a bunch of groupies stay on the tour with us.  They showed up for a show or two and then took off.  Probably going home to brag about fucking a rock star.

Fuck me running.  Damn I wanted her.  She was funny and that fuckin’ blue hair, holy shit.  I don’t know how she kept it so bright—I kept looking for roots but none, nada, zilch.  She had to be touching it up every day.

Chaos would ask me why I care.  Exactly.  Why did I?  Fuck.  Because I wanted to know what her real hair looked like.  She shaved bare everywhere so I couldn’t tell. Even her freakin’ eyebrows were tinted blue.

We ran for the car as the rain pelted us.  Fucking cold ass shit too, considering it’d been almost ninety degrees before the show and humid as hell. I hated playing these open air arenas, it fucked with my guitar, and now it was fucking with my sex life. 

Dragging open the limo door I pushed her in first, then slid across the wet leather seat.  The a/c was running and it was freezing inside.  Blue’s teeth started chattering.

Hey, bro, can you shut the friggin’ a/c off?  We’re freezing back here.

No problem, sir, the driver