Biker's Little Secret: Carolina Devils MC

by Brook Wilder

  For the first time, Hammer noticed the thin pink lines running along his jawline and neck. There were more on his arms. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ. What’s wrong with you boys?”

  “Hawk calls it righting the world, one problem at a time. He says that we don’t have to save everyone, just the ones who stumble into our path. Honestly, it’s about all we can manage at this point.”

  Alina gasped. “That sounds just like something Jaden would say. Are you sure the girl’s safe. Maybe she should be at the clubhouse.”

  Bull Dog looked out the window and sighed before speaking quietly. “Better take off those rose tinted glasses and look at the situation again, teach. Twelve year old virgin in a clubhouse full of whores and bikers doesn’t sound like a very good plan to me. She’s got PTSD and can’t just stay upstairs, like Hawk. She’d be scared shitless around all those men. Best leave her where she is. She’s safe there. Copperhead just dropped her off a little pile of money, so she should be good for a while.”

  Chapter 14

  Breaking Her Promise

  As they walked into the clubhouse, Marlow was talking on the phone. He motioned to Hammer and put the phone on speaker.

  A man’s voice with a thick Spanish accent came through loud and clear.

  “You have something I want and I have something you want. What I have to trade is much more valuable.”

  Hammer ground out. “When and where, Miguel.”

  “Neutral territory. The warehouse on old route 40 at midnight.”

  “I don’t pay for damaged property. Remember whatever you do to my boy, I will revisit on the girl. I’m a bastard that way.”

  “Better come prepared to bargain away territory and business. We wouldn’t want what happened to the boy’s mother to happen to him.”

  The line went dead and Hammer picked up the nearest chair and slammed it against the wall. Alina jumped back and everyone gave him space. He stalked into his office and slammed the door.

  Alina quietly followed him in, shutting the door behind her.

  “This isn’t you fault. You know that. It’s because of the girl.”

  “You mean the one we can’t give back? Thanks for the fuckin reminder.”

  She watched as he paced back and forth, afraid he was going to begin punching holes in the wall.

  “Would you really trade one child for another?”

  “Hell no. Maybe. No. Jesus, I don’t know.”

  “I don’t think you would. You’re very protective of women. Jaden gets that from you, you know.”

  “Apparently the kid’s picked up a lot of my fucking bad habits. All these years, I thought I was doing right by him. Now I realize, I was just fucking him up.”

  “Rescuing damsels in distress and beginning his own club? Sounds like he has a lot of respect for you and loves the lifestyle you’ve taught him.”

  “Jaden’s a tough little fucker, that’s for sure.” Alina could hear the pride even through all the frustration and anxiety in Hammer’s voice.

  “He’s only ten, but you’re right. He’s tough. Your son is also smart, courageous, and resourceful. Don’t insult his sacrifice by handing over the girl that he risked his life to protect.”

  Hammer stopped pacing right in front of her and pulled her to him. “You already know I’m not gonna.”

  “Do you think the trade will go off without a hitch?”

  “That’s a big no. Miguel’s deceptive and manipulative. He’ll double cross me.”

  “You mean he’ll try.”

  As agitated as he was, Hammer had to fight back a smile. “You’re correct. He’ll try. I’ll have to see what I can do about that.”

  “You sound like you have a plan.”

  “Got a few ideas in mind. Let’s see if the computer nerds have anything valuable.”

  They headed to a security office where several people were sitting in front of a bank of twenty monitors. The geeks were working overtime to skim through every record they had. Non was holding his own against the older men. His monitor captured Hammer’s gaze. He was focusing on images from the Grim’s main clubhouse, like the others who’d hooked into the Grim’s security feed.

  He created a time lapse feed of the front door then one of the back. No images of Jaden came up. He concentrated on the garage bay doors. Several bikes surrounding a dark van entered the garage. Hammer stepped forward.

  “He’s at the clubhouse alright. We have the floor plan. They’ll probably have him in the holding area in the basement if they don’t bring him to the meet. We need two teams. One for the meet and the other to break in their clubhouse. It shouldn’t be all that difficult because the bulk of their men will be at the meeting to protect, Miguel. He won’t risk his own dumb ass any more than he has to.”

  Alina watched as he coordinated battle plans with his men for several hours. They sorted through ballistic armor, weapons and ammo, as they discussed tactics and divided into teams.

  “I want to go to the meeting.” All heads turned towards her, pinning her shocked gazes.

  “Not a chance, doll.”

  “I think I have help. You’ll need someone to secure Jaden and get him out of harm’s way if things go bad.”

  “Yep. We got that covered. Don’t need any bitches gettin’ in the way.”

  “I’m not a bitch. I’m a person. I’m smart and reliable. That has to be worth something.”

  “We have men that are those things and can shoot too. We don’t need you.”

  “Get your bitch under control, Hammer. We don’t this kind of distraction.” Rip’s look of disgust made him see red.

  Alina took a step backward as Hammer stalked towards her. “Thought you were gonna start listening? This doesn’t sound like listening.” Snagging her by the arm he began dragging her through the clubhouse. At some point she realized he was taking her upstairs.

  Tossing her inside his bedroom, he entered behind her and slammed the door shut. She backed up until her knees hit the bottom of his bed. He stood in front of her looking angrier than she could remember seeing him. She sank back to sit on the edge of his bed, knowing she’d pushed him too far. He took an ominous step forward as he tore at the front of his pants.

  “Now Hammer, we can talk about this.”

  “Done talkin’, kitten. You lied to me and there are consequences for that behavior.”

  Alina stared at him, unable to comprehend what he intended to do to her.

  He tore off his shirt, pulled off a long black leather belt, and moved quickly towards her. She found herself scooting backwards up the bed until she bumped into the headboard with her back. She tried to kick out at him as he advanced, but it was like kicking a brick wall. He grabbed her arms and yanked them above her head. In under a minute he had her hands tied securely to his headboard with the leather belt. He wasn’t even winded, as he stared down at her frowning.

  “Why can you never keep your word to me?”

  “I didn’t mean to be disrespectful.”

  “Yet you did. You think I like my men thinking that I’m wasting my time with a woman that doesn’t respect me?”

  “No. Of course not.”

  “I can always lock you in my basement and think no more about you until this whole mess is over, then I can go downstairs and have my choice of women who actually give a shit about my feelings.”

  “You won’t do that.”

  Raising an eyebrow he replied flatly. “Can you give a terribly compelling reason why not, cause I’m not seein’ it, sweetheart.”

  “Your son’s freaking Mensa material. He clearly gets that from his father. You’re an intelligent man. You want someone who’s your equal. You won’t find that downstairs.”

  “Is that a damn fact?”

  “It is. You want a female counterpart that challenges you and stimulates you intellectually as well as physically. You just haven’t figured out how to handle an equal relationship.”

  “I know just how to handle you, kitten.”

 
Flipping open his knife he began to cut her clothing off. Once he jerked the last remnants of clothing from her body, he leaned over, running the blunt edge of his knife along the curve of her breast. “Time to learn a little about what makes yourself tick?”

  Alina writhed under his touch as her nipples beaded into sharp points under his blade.

  “Like a little danger, don’t you woman?”

  A sharp intake of breath caught in her throat.

  “Answer the question.”

  “Yes, apparently I do.”

  “Is that why you keep challenging me in front of everyone? You want to see what I’ll do, don’t you?”

  Turning her face away, she avoided looking him in the eyes. What was wrong with her? Why was she allowing this, and why the hell was it so arousing? Deep down inside, she knew he had her number and it bothered her to be so nakedly transparent and at the mercy of a genuine predator. Only he wasn’t exactly a predator. God, she was so confused.

  Sneaking a glance at him, she watched his facial expression shift slightly. In place of the anger there was now lust. Carelessly tossing the blade onto his nightstand table, his hands returned to smooth over her skin. As she squirmed beneath him, she felt herself getting wetter by the second. His hand slid up her torso, gripping her lightly around the throat. Leaning forward again, he spoke.

  “From this moment forward you belong to me. I can do with you whatever I want.”

  The hand that wasn’t wrapped around her neck slid down to fondle her mound. Instinctively she spread her legs for him. His gaze heated and his nostrils flared to see her submission. Somehow pleasing him this way felt right to Alina. His need to dominate was matched by her need to submit. Their needs were aligned to form the perfect symbiotic relationship.

  “I’m not a good man, Alina. You need to know this down deep in your soul. If I let you in, I won’t have you nagging after to leave the club or be anything other than what I am.”

  “I…I don’t want to change you.”

  “It doesn’t matter if you do or if you don’t. I won’t change for anyone.”

  She nodded slightly to acknowledge her understanding.

  “I’m going to take your mouth now. I’ve been wanting to fuck that sexy little mouth my way for a while now.”

  Lifting off her, he removed his pants and climbed up her body. Crouching over her face he brought the tip of his manhood to her lips. She parted eagerly for him, tasting his flesh with the tip of her tongue.”

  “Just like that, baby.”

  She lifted her head slightly sucking him into the moist confines of her soft mouth. She enjoyed the thoroughly submissive pose as she sucked him. Hearing him sound his pleasure for her to hear made her belly shimmer with anticipation. Teasing the underside with her tongue evoked more sounds of satisfaction. He spaced his hand halfway up his rod to keep from choking her as he thrust himself into her mouth, finding the rhythm he liked best. Something about him taking his pleasure this way really tripped all the right switches for her.

  Within moments he pulled out and slid down her body until his face was over her spread thighs. Without comment, he began to return the favor. Feeling the man’s rough tongue teasing her felt amazing. Few men had done that for her and none were nearly as talented as Hammer. Slipping one thick thumb inside her sheath, he quickly found her sweet spot. Her eyes drifted closed as he slowly worked her into a frenzy. Wishing she could run her fingers through his hair, she pulled on the leather restraints as he tipped her over the edge into a breathtaking orgasm.

  Crawling up her body his hips landed between her thighs. Cupping her face in two hands he whispered intensely. “Wrap those long legs around me school teacher and let me in.”

  She automatically complied as he captured her lips in a hot sexy kiss. He plundered her mouth as he breached her body. Taking every inch of him at his speed left her feeling defenseless against his masculine charm. He had taken away all her choice in this situation, leaving her at his mercy. Then he proceeded to take exactly what he wanted, exactly how he wanted it. Being handled that way threw her responses into total overdrive.

  He whispered breathlessly in her ear. “Do you like the way my cock fills inside you?”

  “God, yes.”

  “Tell me, your mine. I don’t want anyone else touchin’ what belongs to me.”

  “I swear. I just want you.”

  “Really? Don’t jerk me around, doll.”

  “I like everything about you. I wouldn’t change a thing.”

  “Fuck, you drive me nuts. You’re just what I need.”

  Picking up his punishing pace he slammed into her hard and fast, just the way she liked. It felt like he was releasing anger and frustration. Even though he hadn’t call their sex a punishment fuck like he did before, she got the strong feeling he was cleansing his emotions in order to better prepare him the fight that lay ahead. Alina just held on and enjoyed the rough ride. It was by far the best sex of her life.

  “Come for me, baby.” His voice was rough, raspy and sexy as hell. It tipped her over the edge again and before she stopped trembling, she felt him follow her.

  He stayed inside for a few moments stroking her hair before pulling out and untying her bound wrists from the headboard. She drew her wrists down to her body and gripped the cold buckle to keep it from touching their heated flesh.

  Surprisingly, Hammer wrapped an arm around her and drew her to his side. She never would have taken him for someone with emotional needs but here he was cuddling her. She snuggled close and enjoyed the intimacy.

  “You know why I don’t want you going with us, don’t you?”

  “You said it was because I’m a bitch and bitches don’t go on jobs.”

  Leaning down, he kissed her on the top of the head. “That stupid shit’s easier to admit in front of everyone than the truth. Fact is, I don’t want to take a chance on anything happening to you. It would kill me if both Jaden and you got hurt in the same night.”

  “I just want to help. Do any of you speak Spanish? I do. It would help if you could understand what they don’t want you to know.”

  Glancing down at her curiously, he responded. “None of us speak Spanish. It might make the difference between getting tripped up and get Jaden and escaping with our lives.”

  “I want you to have every advantage you can to get Jaden back.”

  “Fuck, this is turning out to be a long weekend. What you’re saying makes sense.”

  “You could even plant a backup weapon on me. If you get searched for some reason, no one would expect someone like me to be carrying a weapon.”

  “That’s dangerous.”

  “Leave the safety on. It probably won’t be necessary but if things go sideways, the more options you have the more likely you’ll find Jaden and make it out of this situation alive.”

  “I can’t argue with your logic. A man could really make something of himself with a smart bitch like you at his side.” Pulling her closer, he nuzzled his face in her hair.

  A warm feeling seeped through the veins. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

  “Good. I meant it that way.”

  Suddenly, he pulled her closer and wrapped both arms around her, hugging her tightly. “You came to me just when I needed you the most. I won’t ever forget that, beautiful.”

  She moved her hands up and over his head to hold him back.

  “That is so fuckin’ sexy. I can go again. Having you tied up in my bed really brings out the caveman in me.”

  She smiled against his chest. “I really love your inner caveman. You should let him out a little more often.”

  “Keep saying sexy shit like to me and I’ll have you restrained under me every single night while I drive my thick cock into tight little pink pussy. You have a pretty one, I hope you know that.”

  “Never thought about what I looked like down there, even once in my entire life. Thanks though. It was sweet of you say.”

  He rolled onto his back, bringing her up
on top, straddling him. Reaching two hands down he grabbed her ass cheeks and lifted her until she was hovering over his new erection. He eased her down over him until he was fully seated inside her.

  “Fuckin’ love how tight you are. Now, lean over and put your hands on my chest to keep you balance and fuck me like you mean it.”

  She brought her hands up and twisted her wrists in the leather restraints so she could lay her palms on his chest. He slapped her ass one time hard enough to leave a hand print and commanded.