Doc's Ember: Devil Iron MC Book 4 (Devil Iron MC Series)

by GM Scherbert

  Taking about ten minutes in her childhood home, when Ember comes back she has another small suitcase. Getting back into the truck with Country, they make their way back to Blaze’s house. Pulling up in front of me into the drive-way, I had made sure to help side track the Knights prospects, again, after leaving her mom’s house, none to nicely seeing they were following Ember a little too closely for my liking.

  I need to find out why the fuck Clutch is so obsessed with what is mine.

  Seeing Blaze and Tank outside, I wait until Ember has made it into the house before making my way inside. I pause outside the office door and wait seconds for Blaze and Tank to open the door so that I can talk with them about these fucking issues.

  “The Knights followed them from the apartment to her parents’ house and then tried to follow them back here, but I made sure that they got fucking sidetracked. We might get some blow-back from it, because I didn’t hide who I was. Now, could someone please tell me why the fuck this piece of shit has it out so badly for Ember? Or why the fuck he is still so hung up on her?”

  “That is something you need to talk with her about Doc. It is not our place to be putting Ember’s business out in the wind. Even though you were together, that is no longer the case and she needs to be the one to discuss her issues with you. All you need to know is that because of Pearl’s taking to her, she will be under the protection of the MC. Which means there will be someone with her and the boy until this shit gets sorted the fuck out with Clutch.”

  “Where the fuck did she go? I will speak with her now, and work this fucking shit out right fucking now.”

  Heading towards the door, I am about to reach for the handle and notice Tank moving towards me before Blaze speaks.

  “The first thing you need to do Doc, is step the fuck off. You will not be fucking talking to her when you are so riled up and ready to fucking murder someone. She did not cause the problem that we are fucking dealing with right now, that is on Clutch. Don’t turn her being in this situation against her, it is not on her.”

  Grabbing me by the shoulder roughly, Blaze goes on, “Your problem with her stems from your past, and that is something you need to discuss with her when you are calm and ready to listen to what she has to say. She is under my protection, and if that means that I need to stop you from hurting her, that is what I will fucking do. Don’t push me on this, brother.”

  “Pearl has really worked you over and softened you Prez. I can’t believe that you just threatened me and told me that this woman was more important than what I, your brother, wants.”

  Blaze connects his right fist to the side of my face without a second’s delay, I deserved it for speaking to my Prez as I did, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. “You will fucking respect me, Doc, and our old lady. She is the only reason that we have made sure to take care of Ember up until this point, so you should be fucking thanking her instead of talking shit about her. I think you may have forgotten that we have all sacrificed for this club and that whatever I decide goes, this is not a fucking democracy. You will do well to remember that.”

  “Great, the next time that I see Pearl I will make sure to thank her.” I get out dripping with more sarcasm than it should have had. Shaking my head, I try to make my way through the door, but I find it impossible because Markus has not let go of my shoulder.

  “Doc, you will not be leaving here until she is on the road. She is in no condition to deal with you in this state of mind. Ember deserves so much more than what you are ready to give her. And if you go anywhere near our woman with that attitude and anger in you, we will have no problem working out our issues with you. Do you fucking hear and feel me, brother?”

  “Fuck! Yes, I fucking got it. I will go cool off for a while, then find her and talk in a couple days. See you tonight at Church, Prez.”

  I walk from the room knowing that I need to calm down and cool the fuck off before I talk with her. Every time I think about the years that she was gone, my blood boils and I can’t get past it. Now, knowing that Clutch was her ex, I am even more angered, thinking about him being the man who treated her so badly before she made her way away from him and to me.

  Heading back to the cottage, I need to get my head on straight and figure out what I am going to do, and how I am going to approach her, and quickly. Sinking into her this afternoon was so fucking wrong, but something that needs to happen more, soon. To continue for as long as we are breathing. Not having her these last five years has done little to decrease my appetite for her. Being at the Dungeon, and working over the subs has helped to keep my desires at bay, but one touch from Ember and I am lost to her.

  ~Chapter Twenty-Six~

  ~Ember

  Spending the beginning of the week in Milwaukee has been just the relief that I need. Even though Country, and now Trip, have been watching Little Vincent and me at every turn. The time away from the situation in Chicago has really done wonders for me, but I have not heard from Vincent and am waiting for the other shoe to drop. I am sure that he is close and just waiting for the time to approach me to continue our talk.

  The kids have all been doing so well together. Pearl has turned down my repeated attempts at keeping the girls home with me, she insists that they need their routine and that they should be in daycare to get that. Vincent has asked a few times about his daddy and knows that he will soon get to spend the time with him that he wants, which makes him happy.

  Needing a release from the stress that has built up both from Vincent and Clutch’s behavior, I am pleased when Blaze approaches to set a scene with Pearl tonight. That is just the kind of release that will help me calm the hell down and settle my nerves. I wish that Vincent could be a part of it, but I am not sure about that. He was at the Dungeon that night, he could have been there for another reason, but my thoughts are hopefully that he was there to Dom even though it hurts to think of him with someone else.

  Later that night after the children are put to bed, Blaze comes to get me and we walk together into the bedroom that they and Pearl share. Pearl sits up a little straighter on the bed as we enter the room and holds her head high, catching only a short glance from me before I drop my eyes. I bow my head and stop a few feet from her, falling to my knees where I stopped.

  “Sweetling, Ember has agreed to a scene tonight, if that is to your liking?”

  “Yes Master, I would enjoy that very much. Thank you, Master.”

  “Do what you will to her, to each other, but I will be here watching the whole time.” Kissing her passionately then sitting himself in a chair in the corner of the room. “Get on with it Pet, I do enjoy watching you take control. Please yourself and in doing so you will please me.”

  “Thank you, Master.” Turning back to me, Pearl commands “Strip, then up on the bed face down sweet thing, spread your arms and legs out away from you, I want to take a flogger to that pretty pale skin of yours.”

  Getting up, stripping, and moving into position, I stretch out on the bed as Pearl grabs the bindings. Blaze gets up out of the chair, walking over to the bed and me, grabbing the bindings and showing Pearl how to tie them.

  As Pearl fumbles through the first binding, Markus stays next to her, silently giving her the directions that she needs. The second wrist goes much better than the first and she needs no instructions or help with that one. Markus turns and sits again with a shit eating grin on his face.

  Working fast Pearl, picks up the pace with the flogger and has me on edge not long after she has started. Stopping the onslaught, I feel her run a hand down my back and over my ass, which I can only imagine is a lovely shade of red.

  As I start to moan I feel Pearl’s hand moving to my cunt. She slowly runs a finger over and through my pussy lips, the whimpers that come from me are driving her on. A finger slides into my wet cunt as she starts to plunge in and out of me leisurely. I feel her breath before her lips touch my ass in a tender kiss, right before she sinks her teeth into me.

  The scream that hits my ears
takes a moment for me to realize is coming from me, and makes me surrender to the desire. As Pearl moves towards the top of the bed she undoes the bindings that have held me in place during our session so far.

  “Sweet thing, turn over and get up. You will make me cum and yourself as well, but only after you feel my thighs gripping your head tightly in the throes of my orgasm. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Ma’am. I will eat at your sweet pussy until you are coming and only then would you like for me to make myself cum at my own hand. Something that I am very happy and thankful to do for you after the release you just gave to me with the flogger.”

  As I begin to devour Pearl, Markus joins her at the head of the bed. Fucking her face until he is coming down her throat as she is coming on my tongue, and I come at my own hand.

  The next day is quiet, my son and I stay at Pearls watching TV and just chilling out. Blaze lets me know that the meet with Clutch is set for this afternoon, and says that he will let me know the outcome. He also informs me that Doc had been going to my house to look through and see if he could find any helpful information, and as he pulled up one of the Knights’ prospects was in my house. As Blaze put it, Doc took care of the issue, but we need to stay vigilant until the situation with the Knights is under control.

  Throughout the afternoon I see that Vincent is outside, and I want to ask him about the man at my apartment. What is going on between us? When we will speak again? I do not go outside to speak with him though, I stay with Little Vincent trying to enjoy the day before the hammer falls again tonight, I am sure.

  Vincent lets Trip know that we will be talking this evening. Trip also lets me know that both himself and Vincent will be bringing us back to Chicago when the time comes, and the situation with Clutch is under wraps.

  ~Chapter Twenty-Seven~

  ~Doc

  Driving past Ember’s house on Wednesday, I notice a bike parked a short walk from her house, and decide to check it out. Heading into her house I find a Knights’ prospect inside and see fucking red at a stranger going through my woman’s things.

  Grabbing him up rapidly, I land a few quick strikes to his gut knocking the wind out of him long enough to tie him to a kitchen chair. Asking him questions, which he is reluctant to answer, I take some aggression out on him, before he opens up a little to me. Telling me about Clutch’s obsession with Ember and his desire to be able to own her again.

  Lighting a cigar, I find it hard to keep my rage in check at the realization that another man has such desire for what is mine. Knowing that this prospect is not the one I need to be fucking up, I untie him and warn him off of Ember, with one last strike to the face.

  When I got up to Milwaukee the next day, I let Trip know that Ember and I would be talking after the kids go to bed. I tried to talk to her as soon as I arrived, but she didn’t come out of the house all day. Trip let me know that her and Little Vincent have been inside all day watching movies on the TV.

  When Pearl gets home from work, she has other plans, and comes out to me not once, but twice, to prod me for information, she is persistent if nothing else. I let her know, again, that I am fine, I appreciate her concern, and if I need to talk to her I will let her know. That her concern for me is out of place and she should be more concerned for her friend, who is the one seemingly in trouble.

  Speaking with Blaze and Tank I learn that Pearl’s meddling is an issue of concern for them and something that they would like for her to work on. Blaze and Tank would like for me to keep them informed as to her disrespectful meddling into things, as they put it, that are of no concern to her while I am here to help them out. I have to laugh at that, Pearl being in trouble with her men, her Master and her Sir, already.

  Waiting until nightfall when the kids are all in bed, I head for the house, nervously. Ember is at the door before my first knock can land. Opening the door, she waves her hand to invite me in. We head for the basement and the guest room that she has been staying in. Looking around I see a small mattress laid out on the floor, but no Vincent.

  She answers before I can ask, “He is upstairs bunking with Iris, I didn’t think him sleeping down here with us needing to talk was the right choice.”

  Sitting down on the edge of the bed she looks up at me with those green eyes raging with emotion, and I know immediately we are in for a long worrisome night.

  “Vincent, sit down and just listen for the time being. I want to start at the beginning and it will just be easier to go through it if you are not questioning everything. Will that be okay with you? But first tell me about the man that you found going through my house.”

  “He really didn’t say or know much, Ember. He was a Knights’ prospect and said that he was trying to get some information on your whereabouts for Clutch. I let him know, none too nicely, that he needed to leave you the fuck alone and tell Clutch to do the same that you are mine, that I take care of what is mine.”

  “Oh, well, thanks for taking care of that. I just don’t know why he is so fucking obsessed with finding me.”

  “Me either, Ember. Do start at the beginning, tell me everything, and let me decide what is of importance to help with this whole fucking situation.”

  Looking from me down towards the floor and then up again she begins. “The first night that we met was not really the first time,” her eyes and head drop as she goes on. “I had met and spoke with you a few times at the Knights’ Clubhouse before meeting you that night at the Devil’s Clubhouse. You must not have recognized me, but I surely remembered you.”

  Dropping her eyes again, she goes on, “of the couple times that we talked before that night you had always made an impression on me. You always put me at ease and also just made me feel at peace through all the turmoil that was my life.” Raising her eyes to mine she continues, “I thought of you frequently and couldn’t stop myself even from dreaming of you.” Seeing a tear fall from the corner of her eye, I slide closer to her as she goes on. “One of those times that we spoke, Clutch heard of us speaking and raged with fucking jealousy, so much so that he passed me around to his brothers for the rest of the evening.” As the weight of her words hit me I reach out to her, and pull her closer as the memories take over and the tears start falling faster.

  “Ofiara,” escapes from me on a whisper as I pull her in tighter and kiss the top of her head, waiting for her to calm down and for her tears to stop falling.

  Calming down, she tries to pull away, which is not fucking happening. “No, Ofiara. Go on with the story from here.”

  Nodding her head, she begins again. “That was the worst night of my life, until a while later, when I found out that I was pregnant. It had been a long two years with Clutch, and by that point I was use to his treatment of me, but bringing a baby into it was another thing entirely.”

  Dropping her eyes and trying to pull away again, I put that shit out of her mind, holding her tight. “He never used any protection when he would take me, and neither would any of his brothers when he would pass me around, so I knew it would happen sooner or later. Being seventeen and pregnant by god knows who, was not an ideal thing for me, but I thought of the baby that was growing inside of me and knew instantly that I would have the baby. Clutch however, had other ideas about it when he found out.”

  Looking to me she continues. “I didn’t tell him right away about the baby, he figured it out after a few weeks of morning sickness, queasiness, and lack of appetite. The day he confronted me about the baby was one of the last times that I saw him. He came in yelling and screaming with a pregnancy test for me to take. I told him that it would be positive and he needed to stop fucking yelling at me and calm the fuck down. All the stress wasn’t good for the baby. The laugh that I heard spill from his fucking lips at this was something that I hope to never hear again. That is when the first hit connected with me, in the stomach. By the time he was done I knew that the baby was no more and that I needed to get the fuck as far away from him as I fucking could. It took me two weeks to heal
enough from his beating to even think about leaving him. Thankfully, in that time, he was so disgusted by me, so he would not come around and only sent prospects to check on me occasionally.”

  Dropping her head, she finishes this part of her story, “The day I left a prospect had been over to check on me and I knew I would have a day or two before he or another one came back. I grabbed my shit up quick and headed to the only other place that I knew, Sara’s house. I should have listened to her from the start, but I was young and stupid.”

  “Ember, his treatment of you is not fucking okay. You know that. If I would have known who it was five years ago, I would have had no problem putting him to ground. You should have told me about this when we spoke of your ex, you knew that I knew who it was.” Standing up I take a few steps before turning back around and reaching for her, “I would have had no problem taking care of that piece of shit, Ember. Fuck! I will go and take care of him right fucking now.”

  “Vincent,” gets out on a whisper before I can go on. “Please just let me finish. Please sit down and just let me finish the story.”

  Sitting down again I turn to her and let her go on.

  “The months that we were together were the best of my life. When you left for that run, I knew that there was close to nothing that could tear us apart. I found out I was pregnant the day that I was not feeling well. I rushed to the store down the street and got the tests, finding out I was pregnant within twenty minutes of the first inkling. I was going to wait until you came home to tell you, and felt unsure what you would have done. I knew that you loved me, but didn’t know if you would want a baby.”

  Looking at me before her eyes hit the floor she continues, “I was just waiting for you to get home and see if we were strong enough to make it through. I had no doubt that you would not behave as Clutch did, but I was still unsure of the situation.”

  “That was the plan, at least, that is until that day when Clutch came knocking. After he got a hold of me, then I knew I had to leave to keep myself, you, and Sara safe.”