AN OUTLAW MONSTER (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel)

by London Casey

  “That’s solid cash for pussy,” Blaine chimed in. He put his hands up. “Not that I’m going near that stuff. No way.”

  “Jesus,” Miller said.

  “So… are we doing this?” Cash asked. “I’m very thirsty.”

  “Want some water?” Peter asked.

  “No,” Cash said. “I want beer and pussy. Together.”

  “Have at it,” Peter said.

  Peter led the way and I hung back. So did Jasper and Trev.

  “Go have fun,” I said to them. “I’ll be there in a few.”

  “I’ve got enough waiting back at the clubhouse,” Trev said. “I don’t need anymore headaches or women in my life. Right now I need to get on the phone with Garvan and set up our next meet.”

  “I’ll look for Bryant,” Jasper said. “Then I’ll reach out to Rocco.”

  “Hey, about the guns,” I said. “I won the fight. I got the cash. It’s time for my plan.”

  “Why the fuck do you think we’re standing here?” Trev asked.

  I saw Jasper’s eyes go wide. “Hey, maybe you should get that shoulder checked out.”

  I looked and saw the open gash. It wasn’t all that bad. But from the corner of my eye I saw the woman standing at the end of the hall. Sleek and beautiful, now wearing a white top that didn’t cover up much of anything.

  “Shit,” Trev said. “Let me go make my calls. You go get patched up and cleaned up.”

  Jasper winked at me and I took my leather cut, shirt, and rings from him. He patted me on my good shoulder and gave a nod.

  “Don’t fuck me on this,” I said. “I have a way out of it all.”

  “I know you do, brother,” Jasper said. “Go take care of yourself.”

  I turned as Jasper and Trev walked away. The woman pointed at me and then wiggled her finger.

  I walked toward her, right into the eyes - and arms - of a bad temptation I didn’t need.

  **

  Her name was Ana and her slight accent was as cute as she was. She knew how to patch me up though, cleaning up the gash, putting in a couple stitches, and then a nice bandage that she insisted was waterproof.

  “You sure about that, darling?” I asked with a grin.

  “Totally,” she said. Her eyes were a wicked amber color. “Go take a shower and find out.”

  “How the hell did you fall into this mess?”

  “Same way anyone does,” Ana said. “Money.”

  “I guess that’s straight forward.”

  “I like what I do,” she said. “I help clean up guys like you.”

  “Nurse Ana,” I said. “Thank you.”

  She leaned down and put her nose dangerously close to mine. “Try… Dr. Ana.” She then kissed the tip of my nose and stood up and turned.

  Her ass was killer tight in her pants.

  I felt my cock pulsing and that’s when I stood up. I grabbed my shirt, leather cut, and rings. The showers were through the next room. They were open showers, like a men’s locker room in a gym.

  I got to the doorway and looked back at Ana as she finished cleaning things up.

  “Hey, Doc,” I said.

  She smiled at me. “Yes?”

  “Thank you. You’re good at what you do here. Now do me a favor and go find a guy named Cash. Take care of him with your mouth.”

  I walked into the shower feeling almost shameful. The monster had given up on some fresh, delicious pussy for what? For Harlee? For a woman that I saved because I thought she could be of use with the club? For a woman I threw a ring on her finger to save her ass a second time?

  I stripped out of jeans and turned on the water. I purposely stepped into the cold water and felt my body tighten up. When it turned warm, I put my hands to the tile and stood there, letting the water wash away dirt and blood. My shoulder still ached but Dr. Ana had really patched me up good.

  I shut my eyes and took a few breaths.

  I had to stay in the moment, right there in reality. The fight was over. Trev had the cash. He and Jasper were already making the calls. My plan would be presented to the table and we’d enact on it. My role of enforcer would be pushed to its limits but the MC would prevail.

  Piece by fucking piece it seemed it was all coming together.

  The only lingering issue was Harlee and what to do with her. I couldn’t pull back on the engagement and disrespect Trev. I couldn’t send her ass packing from the MC and town either. I cared too much. Fuck me, I really cared about her. Not just her body but her… like her mind, her heart, shit, even her soul.

  Maybe I loved her.

  That thought jolted my eyes open.

  Love her? Me… the monster… the enforcer… in love…

  Before I could assess the thought again to make sure I hadn’t gotten hit too fucking hard in the head, I felt something touch my back.

  Two hands. Nails.

  Tits.

  My back tightened and I saw two feet appear next to mine. Small, cute feet, with hot pink toenails.

  I swallowed hard and gritted my teeth.

  Shit.

  “It’s okay,” Dr. Ana whispered. “I’m here to take care of you and nobody else tonight…”

  **

  I saw her hand slide around to my stomach and inch down. I tore my hands away from the tiles and spun around. The water pounded against my back and splashed at Ana’s naked body. She was built to fuck. That’s the only way to describe her. And she stood with a sense of confidence that she knew she was built to fuck.

  Her hands touched my chest and I grabbed her wrists. She stuck her chest out at me, starting to breathe a little heavy. Everything on her body was smooth and clean, like ripe fruit primed for picking. Yeah, my mouth was hungry, that was just instinctive nature kicking in.

  “Trent,” she whispered. “I was paid a lot to make sure you were taken care of. Whatever they had arranged, they knew you would win. I’m ready and willing to do anything you want. There’s nothing you could say that would make me say no to you.

  Ana pulled at her left hand and I let her go.

  I felt my cock gently throbbing. My brain and heart were in a fearless battle, competing against lust and love.

  Fucking love.

  Ana put her middle finger to her bottom lip and pulled. She then drew a straight line down to her throat and to her tits. She had super small nipples, killer tight, and when she ran her finger over the left nipple, it tripled in size, pointing right at me. She then kept going down, her skin breaking out in goosebumps. The line traced down to between her legs. Her middle finger disappeared for a few seconds as she put her head back, groaning.

  I took a small step toward Ana, knowing I was damn well within my right and need to have her. Fuck anything around me. If Harlee couldn’t stand the life, then she could get out. Being my old lady was about being mine. If I wanted my dick sucked, I’d get it sucked. If I found a piece of pussy that was ready for my dick, I’d fuck it. That was how it was in the world I called home. We were out on a ride. I had just won a fight where some asshole tried to kill me. The rage, the anger, the reaper breathing on my back…

  I put my hands at her waist and grabbed her. I shook her and she grabbed my wrists. Her left middle finger was slippery, fresh with her own wetness. Her tits jiggled so perfectly. My mouth was starving. I was like a man who had just survived the desert for a month with no food and water.

  Ana touched my neck with her hands. Her tits pressed together. My cock started to fill up even more. Once I got hard, that was it. There was no letting go. No shut off switch. I wouldn’t stop until I was fucking done and emptied out.

  “Yes,” Ana whispered. “Trent. Anything, okay? Whatever you want.”

  I felt the moment of hesitation. The second to make my final choice. Push her away or pull her close.

  My hands opened and I let out a growl that echoed off the tiles.

  “I’ll do everything myself,” she said. “You just stand right there.”

  Her hands were back at my chest. As
she slid them down, she also started to slide down. All I could think about then was her thin lips wrapping around my thick cock. She could take it all, I knew it. She had that look in her eyes that she wanted to surprise me with her abilities.

  “Fuck,” I whispered.

  I took a step back from her.

  Goddammit. I was in love with Harlee.

  It went deeper than the old lady bullshit. It was…

  “Trent!” a voice boomed.

  A second later Trev appeared in the doorway. He ran right at me, not even giving a shit that some woman was halfway down to her knees to suck me off.

  “Prez,” I said.

  “We have to go right now,” he ordered.

  Then he turned and started to charge away.

  “Prez!” I yelled.

  “I said right now!” Trev screamed.

  Then he looked back with a look in his eyes I’d never forget.

  “What is it?” I asked.

  I reached forward and pushed Ana away.

  Sorry, darling, but you were already dead to me to begin with.

  “Just get dressed and get ready to ride like hell,” Trev said.

  “Tell me right now,” I said.

  “Eden. Harlee.” He shook his head. He swallowed a big lump in his throat. “Someone attacked your apartment… set it on fire… I don’t know what to expect when we get there…”

  **

  The last place I wanted to go was a hospital. Hell, if I was at a hospital, it should have been for myself. But it wasn’t. I scaled the hallway, charging forward like a bull ready to attack. The lights above me were almost like strobe lights as I moved so fast. I called out Harlee’s name as I ran. Behind me, I heard Trev and the other guys only a couple steps behind.

  Goddamn Trev… I couldn’t imagine what it must have felt like for him. Not only was his old lady in the hospital, but she was pregnant. Fuck whoever did this to Harlee and Eden. They were going to pay…

  I turned another corner and I saw Duke standing there.

  He looked like a wall, like he wanted to block me.

  He stood outside a hospital room and when our eyes met, something snapped inside me again. It wasn’t his fault but he was the easy target.

  I put on the brakes and made fists.

  “What the fuck happened?” I asked.

  “The apartment was on fire,” Duke said. “I got there just in time. Found them both…”

  “Where’s Eden?” Trev growled.

  “They have her in a different room,” Duke said. “The baby…”

  “What were you doing there?” I asked.

  Duke looked at me. “Excuse me?”

  “What the fuck were you doing there, Duke?” I asked.

  “You’re kidding me.”

  “You’ve wanted her dead because of what she did to you,” I said. “You didn’t realize Eden was there, did you?”

  “Bite your tongue, asshole.”

  “I’ll rip yours out,” I said.

  I lunged forward, shoulder first. I collided with Duke and took him back to a wall. We hit a picture and it fell, shattering. I grabbed his leather cut and spun him, slamming him against the wall behind us.

  “What is wrong with you?” Duke bellowed. He swung a hard fist and got me in the jaw.

  I absorbed the punch and then pushed at him, taking him to the wall again. I pulled my fist back and felt an arm hook around my arm.

  “Fuck!” I yelled.

  “Not here,” Cash said. “Brother, stop this. Why would Duke hurt us?”

  “He’s a fucking asshole,” I yelled.

  “Both of you!” Trev growled.

  I turned and saw Trev’s hand fly at me. He had me by the throat and pushed me away. Truthfully, I could have killed Trev. I was the enforcer. I was the muscle. I was the monster. But he was the President. And I could see the terror in his eyes.

  “Go, Prez,” I whispered. “I’m sorry.”

  The hospital door opened as Trev turned and ran. Xavier and Max went with him. Cash slipped behind me and Duke. I saw the rage in Duke’s eyes.

  Who the fuck else would do this though? It made sense, right? Duke plotted a way to knock off Harlee while I was gone. He attacked the apartment but didn’t realize Eden was there. So then he fucking saved them…

  “Everything okay out here?” a nurse asked.

  “We’re great,” Cash said. He walked right to the nurse. I felt bad for the pretty little thing. “Hey, can you help me with something?”

  “Uh, sure,” the nurse said.

  “Do we have an open room somewhere? I have this cramp…” Cash gritted his teeth and gently placed his right hand between his legs. “It’s down here. I need some attention…”

  “Is she awake?” I asked, pointing to the door. “Harlee?”

  “Yes,” the nurse said. “Only family…”

  I was already at the door. I looked at the nurse. I felt my heart racing and twisting at the same time.

  “She’s… I’m… we’re family…”

  thirty.

  (harlee)

  I remembered Duke. His mouth near my ear. Telling me I was going to be okay. Then he disappeared. I reached for him but he was lost in the smoke. I shut my eyes and rolled to my side, wishing Trent would come save me.

  That’s when the world went black.

  I opened my eyes and I was in the hospital.

  A nurse telling me to just stay calm and relax. She touched my leg and told me I inhaled some smoke but I was going to be fine. I was going to be released and there was nothing to worry about. Just to stay calm…

  That’s when I heard a thundering sound. Walls slamming over and over.

  The nurse left the room and I was left alone.

  In the silence of the room, I started to piece the rest of the night together.

  The door to my room opened again. I turned my head to the left and when I saw Trent, I let out a gasp.

  He was really here.

  But he looked really rough. Really beat up.

  When he realized I was awake, he charged to the side of the bed and crouched down. His hand grabbed mine, his other hand reaching for my face. He stroked my cheek and then leaned over the bed and kissed me.

  I knew I loved him already but that kiss made it all that much more true.

  So true that I…

  “I love you, Trent,” I whispered as his lips moved away from mine.

  My jaw then dropped, realizing what I’d done.

  Trent touched my cheek and slowly gave a nod. “I know, darling. I feel the same.”

  “You love…”

  “Darling, I need to know what happened,” Trent said. He grabbed for a chair and sat next to the bed. “Tell me everything.”

  So I filled him in. With every detail I could remember - the two windows breaking with the flaming bottles. The smell of the chemical and then the smoke getting so thick, so fast.

  I watched anger wash over Trent’s face in a way that scared me. It scared me because I could see in his eyes that not only did he actually love me but he would do anything to avenge my pain. Even if it cost him his life or cost him time in prison.

  I grabbed for his hand but he pulled away and ran his hands through his hair.

  “Fuck,” he said. “This was well planned. This was an attack on you and Eden. It wasn’t Duke.”

  “No,” I said. “Trent, no. He saved us. I got Eden to the living room and she lost it. I didn’t know what to do. I tried to drag her. She was…” My lips started to quiver. “Oh, the baby. Trent, tell me she’s okay.”

  “I don’t know,” he said. “Trev is checking on her now.”

  “Duke saved us both,” I said. “He showed up at the last second. He took Eden out first. Then he got me. He called for help and came to the hospital with us.”

  Trent stood up. “Christ. Duke saved you.”

  “Yeah. Why?”

  I saw guilt on his face. “You heard those noises out there?”

  “Yeah.�
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  “That was me and Duke.”

  “Trent. No.”

  He leaned down again and put his head to my chest. I grabbed for his hair. He smelled like sweat, steel, and man.

  “Fuck, Harlee,” he whispered. “I swear I love you. You have my head and heart all tied up in a big knot right now.”

  It probably was the worst time for it, but having his head touching my breasts… well, it did stuff to me. I felt my toes curl. My hands touched his back and I tried to squeeze him.

  Was this the monster being vulnerable to me?

  “I know who did this, darling,” Trent said. He lifted his head and was just a few inches from me. “Goddammit, I know who did this.”

  “Who?” I asked.

  “Daxton,” Trent said.

  That sent a cold ripple through my body. Then Trent started to pull away even more. I sank my nails into my arms and shook my head.

  “Darling,” he said. “He can’t hurt you. He fucked up. He fucked with my club, my old lady, the love of my life. He’s dead.”

  “He’ll find me,” I said. “I can’t go back to the clubhouse, Trent.”

  Trent leaned over me and kissed my forehead. “Darling, I’m just being honest with you. If he attacked the apartment he figures his work is done. I’m going to find out the truth. Right now, you’re going to stay put until the doctor says so. I’ll keep Duke here, okay?”

  Strangely, that actually comforted me. I was supposed to kill Duke, but he had saved me from the fire. I trusted him to save me again.

  “But I don’t want you to leave,” I said.

  “I won’t,” Trent said. “But I need to talk to Trev. I need to check on Eden and the baby. I need to get my brothers together and meet. So if I’m not in this room, Duke will be out there.”

  Trent kissed me again, harder than before. He stayed right there too, our lips and tongues playing a flirty game. His hand touched my breast and he kissed down to my neck. I put my head back and swallowed hard. Just hours ago I had been so close to dying. Now I had this wild outlaw’s hands on my body.

  Trent kissed down to the top of my hospital gown and then paused.

  He pulled at the gown, sliding it down my shoulder. I watched as he began to expose my left breast. His mouth then latched to me, making my whimper as I looked to my left, knowing the door was right there. It was unlocked. Anyone could come inside the hospital room.