by E. C. Land
Lifting my head, I’m met with a set of vibrant hunter green eyes. I thought I would have to say the words but as I part my mouth Nerd brings his mouth down to mine. I open in invitation for him while I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck.
Nerd pulls me tighter into his body as he deepens the kiss further.
Moaning into his mouth, I run my hands over his shoulders, up into his hair. Nerd must have liked hearing my moan due to him picking me up and carrying me back to the bed where he lays me softly on the comforter.
Oh God, I love the way he kisses me. The way he is with me, I love every bit of it. Not because of the simple desires he brings out in me but the passion that goes behind it. We connect on such a deeper level it’s unreal. One where I don’t ever want to experience it without him. It’s in this moment I get what it truly means to want someone. What Ember had told me after what she’d endured. Only when it’s right will you be able to overcome the hurt. To overcome the pain. With the right person you can do anything. Her cousin, Bethany, told her and now I understand completely exactly what she means.
Breaking the kiss with Nerd, I place my hands against his chest to grab his attention. “Nick,” I murmur.
“What is it, babygirl?” he asks gently. “You need me to stop?” And there it is the reason I truly love him. Well one of the reasons why at least.
“No. I just wanted to tell you I love you and thank you,” I say breathlessly.
“Fuck, Cara. Love you, too, but why are you thanking me?” Nerd furrows his brow while moving to lay next to me, his arm wrapping around my waist as he braces himself up on his elbow to look down at me.
“Because, Nick, you’re my salvation. The one who I trust most in this world and I don’t know where I’d be right now without you . . .” I barely get the U out before Nerd’s mouth is locked with mine and he’s consuming me, his tongue dancing with my own.
Oh my.
This is amazing.
I moan as Nerd’s hands dip underneath the shirt I’d just put on and pulls the fabric up over my breasts. Continuing further to the point he has to break the kiss in order to pull the material over my head.
Nerd doesn’t let the fact our mouths are no longer connected stop him as he presses soft kisses along my jaw, down my neck until he gets to my chest.
“Nick,” I pant as he reaches down between my legs.
“Babygirl, you want me inside you?” he asks directly over one of my hardened nipples. “You’re fuckin’ soaked, Cara. Need to hear you say it.”
The tip of Nerd’s tongue touches the pebble causing me to arch my back wanting more.
God, that small touch was nowhere near enough.
“Cara?” Nerd calls my name as he comes up to meet my gaze head on. “Gotta tell me what you want, babygirl.”
“Please, Nick. Please make love to me. Take what’s yours. What’s always been yours.” I murmur breathlessly.
“You got that fuckin’ right, Cara. You’ve always been mine,” he growls, sinking a finger within my core.
“Nick,” I moan his name.
“Right here,” he rasps, his fingers doing amazing things.
“I need you, Nick. Please give me you,” I beg.
“You’re gonna get me, babygirl,” he states calmly as he pulls his fingers from my entrance.
Eyes hooded, I keep my gaze locked on Nerd while he sits back on his heels and pulls his sweats down enough to release his shaft.
At the mere sight of him, I didn’t think he’d fit. He was huge. I mean the girth of him was bigger than I expected from him. Then again, I’d felt him on several occasions.
Wrapping a hand around himself, Nerd strokes himself while moving to line up with my core.
“Gonna take it slow, Cara, if you want me to stop at any time just say the word I gave you.
Earlier when he’d blindfolded me, he’d told me to use peppermint if I needed him to stop and I knew then I wouldn’t use it because I trusted Nerd to never hurt me.
Nodding my head, I suck in a breath as the tip of his dick slides in. Inch by slow torturous inch, Nerd fills me to the hilt. Sweat drips from my man’s forehead as he remains still letting me adjust to his width.
My man. That’s exactly what he is. We’re not of a world where I’d call him my boyfriend. He’s definitely not a boy.
A shudder runs down my spine at this thought. Nerd is all man and all mine. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I roll my hips to let him know I’m ready for him to move.
I whimper when Nerd pulls nearly out only to thrust home once again. From here he begins to hasten his pace bringing me to the point of no return. I say this because that’s what it feels like. As if he is the only thing to keep me grounded as I float into the abyss of pleasure.
“Cara,” Nerd groans at the same time I cry out his name, the both of us coming with each other.
Leaning over me Nerd presses his forehead to mine as he catches his breath along with me.
No words can describe what we just shared except for one.
Perfection.
Chapter Sixteen
Nerd
The phone ringing on the nightstand pulls me from my sex induced coma that my woman put me in. After eating her pussy then takin’ her slowly. It was as if I unleashed a new woman who was insatiable.
We spent the rest of the day not lounging around but rather exploring each other in a way that is now seared into my brain and I’ll never forget.
Not wanting to be bothered, I ignore the ringing. I didn’t want to disturb Cara after she finally passed out not long ago, after I fucked her the last time.
I groan as the phone begins to ring once again.
Fuck.
Without waking Cara up, I stretch my arm out to snag the damn thing off the nightstand and answer it without looking to see who it was.
“What?” I snap.
“That the way to talk to an old friend?” My body stiffens at the voice.
“Dickson?” I mutter, coming awake.
“Look at you, remembering your childhood best friend,” Dickson cackles.
“How did you get this number?” I demand, not having a good feeling about this.
“I have my ways,” he states nonchalantly. Almost as if we hadn’t stopped talking to each other a long time ago.
Meaning when he’d decided to go in another direction with his life than I did that caused us to become enemies rather than the friends we’d been for a long time.
“Fine you have your ways. Now what do you want?” There’s no way in hell he calls out of the blue without wanting something.
My teeth are set on edge when Dickson chuckles like something’s hilarious. “I just wanted to find out if you enjoyed the gift I sent you?”
Gift?
Dickson hasn’t sent anything to me.
“I see you don’t know what I’m talking about,” he continues to cackle. “You see, she technically wasn’t a gift, per se but rather a warning.”
Motherfucker. He’s a dead man.
“A warning for what?” I snarl while climbing out of bed without waking Cara up.
“Thought it would be obvious, brother. Considering it was your woman my men and I fucked,” he snickers.
Something dawns on me right then. Dickson was the man I couldn’t get a good view of.
“I’m gonna fuckin’ kill you,” I growl, pulling my jeans on. My eyes go to the bed to see Cara was now sitting up, fear radiating off her as she clutches the sheets to her chest.
As much as I want to go to her and soothe her of her fears, I can’t, not right now.
“Uh huh, I don’t think so, brother. You see my club is rebuilding and what we did to that bitch is nothing compared to what we’ll do to the rest of those bitches starting with the delectable Rachel. Or better yet we’ll go for one of the women at the Franklin charter. Kenny and Izzy are hot pieces of ass for having pushed out kids. Oh wait, I’ve got a better idea, we’ll go after Storm.”
Fuckin’ hell.
Dickson had already signed his death warrant for what he and the rest of those fuckers did to my woman. They go for Storm; I’ll make them beg for mercy before they go up in flames.
No one is allowed to fuck with my stepsister.
It’s been awhile since I went home for a visit, but Storm and my stepmom come with Sniper, my dad, whenever they come from the Tennessee charter. He’d been a part of the National charter until the club decided to expand out to other states.
“You touch Storm and it’ll be a war.”
“Brother, we’re already at war,” Dickson declares. “As for Storm. I’ll do whatever the fuck I want.”
“Try it and see what happens. Sniper won’t let you within a thousand yards of her,” I snarl, doing my best to keep my cool.
“True but then again, I got to your bitch without a problem, I could easily get to the sweet Storm.” Clenching the phone in my hand, it takes everything in me to keep from crushing it.
“Why are you calling me?” I demand.
“There’s a lot of things I want but considering I’m the President now to the Dragons Fire MC, I easily get those. Now what I need is another story. You get Stoney to pull his dogs away from the docks and take Grigory out we’ll be solid. If this isn’t something you are willing to do, then say goodbye to Cara, brother, because I will take her, and you will never see her again. She’ll die after I bury my dick up her ass again.”
My vision blurs, as rage consumes me. At the same time images of that video plays in my head. Dickson said he was the President of the Dragons Fire MC. The guy in the video wearing the Prez patch wasn’t Dickson. Though the fucker who kept his head away from the camera could have been. In fact, it was the bastard.
Motherfucker.
Dickson was Spark and has been playing his fuckin’ games. Games to fuck with someone’s head.
“How about none of the above? Come at me, Spark, and I will send you straight to hell, shithead,” I snarl, disconnecting letting him take that as my answer.
Glancing up to look at my woman, “Babygirl, get dressed. I need to call Stoney. Then we’re going to the clubhouse.”
Without waiting for her response, I look back down at my screen and find Stoney’s number. I put the phone to my ear and wait for my Prez to answer.
“This better be good,” Stoney grumbles, voice rough due to being woken up.
“Sorry, Prez. Wouldn’t call in the middle of the night if it wasn’t important. Need to call church now and for a lockdown. Just got a call from Spark. While you’re at it, I’d call Blow, Hammer, Chains, Reaper, Boss, and Grigory. This shit just got real.”
Chapter Seventeen
Cara
At the mention of Spark’s name, fear started to set in, as memories of what those men did to me while I was in their presence.
Then there was the fury rolling off Nerd right now. I don’t know what’s going on but it’s not good.
I quickly do as Nerd asked and got ready to go. Pulling on a pair of leggings, putting my bra on, and grabbing one of Nerd’s hoodies to wear. Rushing into the bathroom, I snag a hair tie. I use my fingers as a comb until I have all my hair up on top of my head and in a messy bun.
Moving back into the bedroom, I find Nerd pulling his boots on. His holster in place over his T-shirt. “Gonna take the truck, babygirl. Not about to take chances with you on my bike in the middle of the night.”
“Okay,” I murmur in agreement. “Don’t get mad at me but, um, are you okay to drive?”
“Cara, love you, and I’m fuckin’ beyond livid right now. You, my sister, and every other woman who are a part of this club have been threatened. So, no, I’m not fuckin’ okay but I’m drivin’ because we gotta get to the clubhouse where I know you’re safe. Then I got to fuckin’ find Dickson and put a bullet in his head.”
Dickson?
I thought he talked to Spark.
I remember Dicky telling me briefly his name was Dickson that’s how he got his roadname.
Oh God.
I’m going to be sick.
Covering my mouth, I race the short distance to the bathroom and fall to my knees by the toilet and let the little bit of contents in my stomach come up.
Tears well in my eyes as I throw up. Visions of what Dicky did. How he had been so brutal with my body. A sob escapes at the same time a hand lands on my back causing me to scream.
“Fuck, babygirl. It’s just me, Cara. You’re okay. I’m right here. Remember you’re safe,” Nerd rasps, trying to calm me down.
“I . . . It . . . It was h–him w–who w–was th–the worse. I . . . I . . . thought he was nice since he brought me food at first. Th–then h–he was the one who hurt me the most. Even when they weren’t filming,” I cry.
“Shh, I’ve got you, Cara. I got you. He’s not going to touch you again. I’ll kill him first,” Nerd declares firmly. “You’re my woman and I finally have you the way I’ve dreamed about for years, don’t let what this fuckhead did to you make you take steps back in progress. We’ve come too far, babygirl. Let’s keep moving that way.”
He was right, but it’s hard. Taking a ragged breath, I nod my head and let him help me off the floor.
Moving to the sink, I grab my toothbrush and brush my teeth as I lock gazes with Nerd.
The promise shines in the fury swirling in his eyes.
He’ll keep me safe at all cost. Only I don’t want to lose him in the process.
“Come on, let’s get to the clubhouse,” Nerd orders after I finish brushing my teeth and put the toothbrush back in the holder.
“Yeah,” I murmur quietly.
By the time we pulled out of the driveway my panic had subsided somewhat but not completely.
For some reason the terror won’t leave me. I keep repeating Nerd’s words in my head. I got you. He’s not going to touch you again. I’ll kill him first. You’re my woman and I finally have you the way I’ve dreamed about for years, don’t let what this fuckhead did to you make you take steps back in progress. We’ve come too far, babygirl. Let’s keep moving that way.
I trust Nerd and nothing will happen. Not to him. Not to me. We’ll get to the clubhouse and they’ll figure a way to stop this guy.
As we go around the curve that leads to the main road something happens. A bright light of a vehicle comes up behind us out of nowhere.
“Nick,” I whisper, looking out the side mirror.
“It’s okay, babygirl. Just hold on. Take my phone and call Shadow for me will you,” Nerd states calmly, his gaze flicking to the high beams coming from behind us.
With the spans of the road not being very big and a ravine with at least a good fifteen-foot drop and trees to hit on one side, I’m more than a little nervous with how close the vehicle behind us is. With one tap of the bumper we’ll go through the guardrail.
Doing my best to stay calm, I pull up Shadow’s number. Just as I swipe my finger over the call button, it happens.
“Nick,” I scream as the truck goes skidding forward scraping the guardrail.
“Hold on, Cara. Get Shadow on the phone for me, okay?” I don’t know how he can seem so calm right now.
“Yeah, I’ll get him on the phone now,” I whisper doing my best to keep my voice from trembling.
“Thank you, babygirl, whatever happens just hold on,” Nerd murmurs, reaching over the center console to squeeze my hand as I use the other one to call Shadow.
Hitting the speaker for Nerd to talk to Shadow, I hold the phone in my lap, as Nerd curses.
“Brother, what’s up?” Shadow demands when he answers at the same time the vehicle behind us rams into the back of the truck sending us through the guardrail.
Screaming, I brace for the impact. Only we don’t go further than hanging off the edge.
“Oh God, Nick,” I cry, glancing in his direction.
“It’s okay, Cara, just hold on,” Nerd declares.
“What the fuck’s going on?” Shadow’s voice fills the truck from the phone.
But I’d dropped it when the vehicle hit us and I’m scared to reach for it.
“Brother, need some help, been run off the road. You got the app on your phone to be able to track where mine’s at. Hurry,” Nerd orders.
“Got it. Hang tight,” Shadow states.
“Yeah,” Nerd grunts and tilts his head to look at me. “Whatever you do don’t move, Cara.”
“I won’t, Nick. But I’m scared.” Tears spill down my cheeks as movement in the side mirror of the driver’s side catches my attention.
“Have a good landing, brother,” a voice that has haunted me for months calls out from behind the truck.
“Fuck, hold on, Cara. Just hold on,” Nerd orders as Dicky moves out of the way and the lights of the vehicle become blinding as it plows into the back of the truck sending us sailing over the side.
Holy terror slams into me as the truck rolls, airbags deploy, and pain filters everywhere as we finally stop upside down against a tree.
Rolling my head to the side, the last thing I see is Nerd’s face covered in blood.
“Please someone help,” I plead before everything goes dark.
Chapter Eighteen
Nerd
“Fuck, we gotta get them out of there.”
“Who the fuck ran them off the road?”
“Fuckers are dead when I find them.”
“Call an ambulance.”
“Fist, hold the light for me.”
The voices are coming from somewhere close and I recognize them as my brothers; however, I’m unable to speak due to the pain radiating throughout my body.
Groaning, I try to get my bearings.
Fuck my head hurts.
I don’t think I’m going to be able to stay with it.
Slowly turning my head to the passenger side of the truck, my heart lurches in my chest at the sight of my woman, unconscious, head dangling strangely.
