Claiming Crusher: Savage Brothers MC

by Marie, Jordan

  I take another drink as a vision of Dani flashes in my mind. Then I remember she’s probably knee deep in cock at Skull’s place. Fuck it.

  “Hello there darlin’ you want to play?”

  Nikki looks back at Freak and then to me, she smiles a dirty little smile and I have to say, I like her spirit.

  “Oh, yeah,” she says and you can hear the excitement in her voice.

  “What do I get, Freak-man?” I ask, looking down my eyes traveling over her sexy ass body and tats that are mostly hidden by her clothes. I wonder if Dani has any tats?

  “My girl loves being fucked in the ass. I’m feeling generous, you can take her ass while I drill her hungry little pussy.”

  I think on it. It’s fucked up a thousand ways to Sunday, but I don’t want my dick in her. The next woman who gets my cock will be Dani. I don’t know why I feel that way, I just do. Half of me wants to put an end to this now. If Dani wasn’t off being fucked, I would tell them to leave. My head is messed up. Jesus.

  “Strip for me, sweetheart,” I order Nikki.

  Her eyes go back to Freak, she might be his girl, but I can’t allow that.

  “Eyes right here, sweet Nikki. You want me to give you a good time you need to mind me. Now fucking strip.”

  She turns her attention back on me and smiles while sliding out of her skin tight jeans and tank top. The woman is built, no doubt about that. Her ass bubbles out and I almost regret not sinking my dick into it. I maneuver so I’m lying sideways on the bed, and slide my sweat pants down easily, kicking them to the ground. My dick springs out, more than ready for attention.

  “Climb up here and ride my face darlin’ and if you suck my cock good enough, Freak will fuck that ass of yours at the same time.”

  “You sure man?” Freak asks, because though it’s not new to us, it’s not my usual preference.

  “Yeah man, just make sure you keep your balls out of my face,” I joke.

  Freak flips me off and I laugh.

  Nikki lays a hot as fuck kiss on her man and my dick jerks as I watch him slide his fingers inside the valley of her ass. When the kiss ends she climbs up on the bed, takes one long, slow lick of my cock and lets her tongue swirl in the pre-cum, her eyes are locked on mine the entire time. I have to admit, she has my dick throbbing. She crawls up to my face and gives me her mouth. I can taste myself on her and decide to pull on her pierced nipples as a reward. She groans into my mouth and then turns to straddle my face.

  I lose myself in her snatch, while Freak gets ready above me to take her ass. I hope I stay busy enough to stop thinking, but since I have the taste of Nikki on my tongue, and Dani is still in my mind, I’m not hopeful.

  Chapter 5

  Dani

  I need to give up drinking.

  The thought registers as my body catches up with my brain and protests waking up. Everything is sore but nothing hurts more than my head. I squint against the sunshine that’s in this damn room. I look around and realize there are no curtains on the windows. Jesus. You would have thought I would have noticed that before.

  I’ve been with Beast for a few days now…three, I guess. It all runs together. I haven’t spoken with Nic besides being a bitch to her in some text messages. I need to fix that, but thinking of her makes me think of Crusher and I can’t go there. So I’m hiding out with Beast. It’s not healthy for either of us, but it is what it is. Escaping. There is no sex, not even a hint of attraction. We’re…friends…or maybe just lost souls searching. Every day is the same we fall asleep drinking, trying to fill the holes that life has gutted us with. Each day we fail.

  “About time your sweet ass woke up.”

  My body feels like dead weight as a man’s voice grinds over my exposed nerves. Never drinking again.

  I look around and spot Tiny, who is leaning against the door. I don’t know how I feel about him. He’s Beast’s friend and I feel safe with Beast. I kind of understand him. Tiny is a different thing entirely. I don’t like him, but I couldn’t begin to tell you why. Maybe, I’m just jaded against men in general? Lord knows I have my reasons. Regardless, I’ve spent my time here avoiding him. Seeing him here, doesn’t make me happy.

  “Where’s Beast?” I ask.

  “He had some club errands to do, he sent me to look after you. He said you were too innocent to go wandering around here by yourself.”

  I remember Beast telling me that same thing my first night here. This makes me relax some. The fact that Beast sent Tiny and is worried about me warms me. Has anyone besides Nic or Ray ever worried about me?

  “I should get going,” I say, my voice hoarse and quiet. I need to go talk with Nic and face the world today. I’ve been overdoing it on the pills and booze. I don’t want to live what time I have left like this.

  “You know Dragon’s old lady pretty good?” Tiny asks out of the blue. The question startles me and something about it instantly puts me on alert.

  “Pretty good. Why do you care?”

  “Dragon is a dangerous man.”

  “I’ve never known one who wasn’t,” I answer honestly.

  “Listen, I’m not supposed to tell you this shit, but Beast he took a liking to you, so he told me to warn you. Our club has some dealings with Dragon, but there’s been rumors of bad shit going down and Skull asked me to check into it.”

  “I don’t think I want to hear this. Honestly, I don’t know you any more than I know Dragon.” Yeah, I’m ready to get the heck out of here. I don’t want to be in a pissing match between men and clubs trying to proclaim who has the bigger dick. I’m here because I want Beast and Skull to help me and Nic get to Mexico. Of course if Nic knows how dangerous Dragon and his buddies are, Mexico would look better to her, right? The thought makes me pause and listen further.

  “I get that, but I have proof that I’m telling the truth,” he says calmly and I freeze.

  Proof? Do I dare check this shit out? If something is bad, would Nic even believe me? Maybe if I had something to back me up? One of the things I am the most ashamed of, the thing that I keep hidden away, down deep inside, is the fact that once upon a time, I liked Michael. I liked him a lot. I didn’t fight the marriage because he was rich, powerful, and sexy. He was all of the things that a stupid girl who had no experience in the world could want. I liked him. I wanted him. Eventually I woke up and I tried to run, but even then I had no idea how bad he truly was. It took him beating me, basically raping me while taking my virginity, to show me the monster I said ‘I do’ to. What if Nicole is just like I was? What if I don’t talk to her and ignore Tiny. Will Nicole turn a blind eye to all of the red flags, just like I did?

  I beat down the panic I feel at just the small remembrances of Michael and my past. I look Tiny in the eye and do my best to act like I don’t have a fuck to give.

  “Show me,” I tell him, hoping the so-called proof he has is nothing to worry about. I’m concerned though, because Tiny looks way too cocky.

  Creepy. The description fits Tiny completely. He even has the cliché beady eyes and greasy hair. Suddenly I am even more thankful for Beast this strange friendship I have with Beast. Tiny gives a whole new meaning to your judgment may be impaired when mixing medication and alcohol. He walks over beside me and gives me his phone.

  On it are pictures, not great quality, but I can still see Dragon torturing some man. My world tilts and the vision changes in my mind. I’m not seeing the photos at all now. Suddenly I’m transported back into my hospital room. Michael is standing beside me and it’s his phone I’m holding. His phone showing me a video of Ms. Martens. Michael killing someone who cared about me, just because she tried to help save me.

  It takes me a minute to breathe and even longer before I realize it isn’t Michael I’m looking at in these pictures. Still, I make my mind up immediately. I have to show Nic. I have to get us away and into safety. She needs to see what Dragon is capable of before it’s too late for her. Like it was for me. With that in mind I text her and head out with Tin
y on a mission.

  *

  Okay so I may have jumped into the fire without thought. Tiny had a member of Skull’s crew drop us off at the house Nicole and I shared. He didn’t want to drive—in case we partied later. Yeah, I hated to be the one to break it to him, but that was not happening.

  “Maybe you and your girl will party after this. You owe me, Beast kept you to himself and didn’t share,” he says and his voice and words make me want to hurl. Definitely need to watch the meds and alcohol mixing.

  “I don’t party with other women, Tiny.” Or men…or you…like ever, I add silently.

  He doesn’t respond and a few minutes later we pull up to mine and Nic’s place. My beat up old car is in the driveway and I’m glad. I’ll use it to get away from Tiny later, because seriously his creep-o vibe is registering off the charts. Our ride drives off and leaves me with Tiny. I fight the urge to plead for the guy to stay. Instead, I walk to the front door and reach in my pocket to get my keys to let us in. Tiny immediately grabs the keys out of my hand and unlocks the door—then pockets them. I start to demand he give them back, but it’s not worth the hassle. Nic will have hers, so we can easily get away from Tiny. All these thoughts settle me, I like having contingency plans—a safety net.

  When we get inside Tiny’s quiet and I’m good with that. I do nothing to invite conversation. He goes into the kitchen and talks on his cell phone. He’s whispering and I can’t make out what he’s saying, but I don’t really care. I’m here for one reason and as soon as that’s done, Tiny will be a bad memory. He will pale in comparison to the nightmares I pack around. I just have to get Nicole to listen to me. Then we can work out the rest together. My eyes stayed glued to the clock, and eventually we hear a car pull up. Tiny cusses when he looks out the window.

  “Your girl brought a friend,” he says and my heart kicks up in speed.

  If Dragon is with her, there is no way I will be able to talk to her and she needs to know. Tiny goes and stands behind the door and pulls out a gun. A sick feeling of heat from the inside covers me, and I seriously might hurl. I don’t want this. I need to get control here. Badass Dani needs to take over.

  “What the fuck are you doing?”

  Oh, but that doesn’t sound badass at all. That sounds full of fear, which is what I am now. I need to warn Nic, but I don’t want a showdown with Dragon and Tiny. I know Dragon will win, and then he’ll turn his anger on me and Nic. Fuck, why didn’t I demand we find Beast and take him with us?

  “Cool your jets, I’m not going to shoot him, at least not yet. I just need to put her guy out of commission if you’re going to talk to her,” he says calmly and the smile on his face unnerves me.

  It’s not like I trust him to begin with, but I’m starting to think there is more behind Tiny’s offer to help than I realized. Shit. It doesn’t matter, I’ll show Nic the pictures, and together we’ll ditch Tiny and get the fuck out of this town. Screw getting Beast and Skull’s help, I can use Michael’s money to get us to Mexico and set us up somewhere safe. Safe. God, I need safe.

  Seconds later the door opens and Tiny immediately uses the butt of his gun to hit the guy with Nic on the head. Nailer, I think he’s called. I’ve seen him when I dance. I wince, wishing he hadn’t gotten hurt, but glad it’s him there instead of Dragon. I don’t think Dragon would have gone down so easily. Nailer does however, with a horrible thud. Nic screams and Tiny pulls her into the house, trying to muffle the sound with his arm. She looks over at me and my stomach lurches. I do my best to remain even-keeled. I need to calm Nic down and get her to listen and then we both need to get the fuck away from Tiny and out of here.

  “Calm down, Nic. It’s not what you think. Tiny and I are trying to save you. Girl, you just don’t know what that man you are with has done.”

  Nic is elbowing Tiny and I look at him in frustration. He finally let’s her go.

  “Are you crazy?” She asks, getting down on her hands and knees to check on Nailer.

  She probably has a valid point. I’ve been crazy for so long, I don’t know any other way. I need to make her understand. If Dragon, turns his anger on her like Michael did me…if she has to endure the things I did….I can’t let that happen to Nic. I just can’t let that happen to anyone else.

  “Nic, I had to get you away from that club. You don’t know what they’re doing!” I say walking to her and trying to pull her away from Nailer. We need to get out of here.

  “Have you lost your freaking mind?” She asks again. My panic is increasing, this is not working out like I had it planned in my head.

  “Nic!”

  “Dani! How the fuck do you know anything is going on? You spent what? A couple nights with this asshole and decide everything he’s telling you is the fucking truth?”

  “He has pictures, Nic. You need to see what Dragon did to his own man! Here look at them! You can’t stay with him Nic, he’ll hurt you!”

  I can’t keep the panic out of my voice. I’m saving Nic, right? I’m giving her a lifeline I never got. Why is it not working? She takes the camera out of my hands and starts looking at it. I step back. It’ll get better now. She’ll see him killing Ms. Martens…no that’s not right. She’ll see him killing one of his own and she’ll see that we have to get away. We need to make ourselves safe.

  “Why do you have these pictures?” Nic asks, so calm. She gives me this look of disgust and my soul feels…wounded. Nic is my best friend. Her and Ray are my only friends in the world. How can she see those pictures, be calm and look at me like I’m the piece of shit? What am I missing? Is the whole world okay with men killing and hurting others? Why does it feel like Nicole is betraying…me?

  “Tiny is in charge of following Dragon and his crew when they’re in Skull’s city to make sure they don’t do shit like this! Nic, you can’t be so far gone over Dragon that you don’t see how wrong this is!”

  “Get the fuck out of my house!” She yells, throwing the phone across the room.

  “Not going to happen, bitch,” Tiny says smugly. When I see the look on his face, I feel my panic nearly drown me. No! This is not how it is supposed to go down.

  “What do you want from me?” Nic growls at Tiny.

  “To play with you, sweet cheeks. Maybe I’ll do you and your girl at the same time. Dani here likes to party. The more the merrier, right baby?”

  I try to concentrate on what they are saying. I know it’s not good, but a panic attack has me in its sites. The room is starting to tilt and swirl and the noise around me is distorted. I can’t hear what they are saying, but the anger in Nic’s face is clear. I try to concentrate on it and use that to ground me and keep the fear at bay.

  “…Now enough of this shit. Strip before I decide your fat ass is more trouble than it’s worth.”

  “Tiny baby stop it, you’re going to scare Nic. Besides, I told you I don’t party with other women,” I argue, when I hear the shit he is spouting. I’m starting to think I underestimated Tiny, and how truly vile he is. I need to distract him so Nic can get out of here. I try to let her know that with my eyes. I never meant to put her in more danger. I just needed her to see what Dragon does. I want her safe, but right now the main threat to both of us is Tiny.

  I count backwards from one hundred in my mind and promise to wash my mouth out with soap and shower a thousand times as I kiss, Tiny. I do the fake movements Michael always seemed to like. Pulling my leg up against his hip and unbuttoning his shirt.

  80, 79, 78, 77…

  Tiny pushes me away, but I see the sick look in his eyes. I’ll kill myself before he ever touches me. I never want another man near my body. The only time I ever think of sex is when I’m drunk and high on meds, we’ve seen how well that works out. I ignore the name Crusher that drifts through my thoughts.

  “Come on over here. Let me see what you got,” Tiny orders Nicole.

  She walks towards us and if looks could kill, I’d be dead right now. I can’t blame her. I try to keep the tears away, but I
know I’m failing. I only wanted to save Nic from the life I have and it’s going horribly wrong and worse, Nic doesn’t even seem to want to leave Dragon.

  “Take off your shirt. I want to see the merchandise.”

  I can’t let Nic do this. I’m about to push her away and jump on Tiny with my nails, my fists, my legs, my teeth anything and everything I can and let her run, when I see she is palming a knife. I hope she goes for his jugular. If she can stab him in the neck he’ll go down and we can run.

  We need to run—preferably to Mexico.

  “Oh yeah, look at those big-ass tits. I’m definitely going to bury my cock in those fuckers. I think you’re starting to grow on me, puta.”

  I want to kill him. If Nic doesn’t kill him, I will. I have a lot of pent up rage, maybe I should let that out for a change.

  “I’ve never done anything like this…”

  I grab my hands to keep them from shaking. I need to be ready to help Nic and then to make sure she gets away.

  “That’s okay puta, lucky for you I have.”

  As Nic gets closer to him, I take a step back to give her more room to swing, giving me more room to get a running start to attack him in case she fails.

  “Should I…take my bra off?” She asks, and I want to scream. Can’t she just attack already? There are black dots swirling in front of my eyes and I’m trying to breathe through them. The last thing Nic or I need is for me to pass out, it doesn’t happen often, but it can during my panic attacks.

  “Oh yeah, show ole’ Tiny what you got for him.”

  Nicole screams as she stabs him. She didn’t go for the neck, but it seems to work, because Tiny falls back on the couch cussing. Nic and I look at each other and we both yell for the other to run. When we discover that neither of us have keys, my heart flips in my chest.