“I don’t get it,” I said.
“I’m trying to prove it to you,” Jade purred. “What you mean to me. Plus, now you owe me one. A big one. And I know exactly what I want.”
“Jade…”
“No, no,” she whispered. She put her lips to my ear. “You’re going to kill this guy and then you’re going to fuck me. That’s it. You do that and I’ll give you the tapes. That’s all I want, Talon. One time with that cock of yours.”
“You’re fucking sick,” I said.
“I’m horny. And we all win. So shut up and fucking listen. If you don’t, I’ll set you up even worse than Vaughn. Don’t fuck with me, Talon. You don’t want to see my claws.”
Jade kissed my cheek and shut the trunk. She climbed into the car and sped away.
I was alone, again, and I felt worse than ever.
I shook my head.
I was going to have to fuck Jade… to make everything right again…
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10.
(Everly)
Layne came into the clubhouse, lifted a barstool, and slammed it against a wall. It shattered. He kept doing so, over and over, until there was a shard of a leg in his hand and nothing more. He then threw the wood to the floor and stormed away.
I chased after him, wondering where the hell Talon was.
I yelled for him three times and then finally jumped on his damn back.
Layne twisted and grunted, swinging me around to his front. He was holding me in a position just like Talon had done when he fucked me in the hallway.
“Layne,” I said. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he said. “Just bullshit.”
“Is…”
“He’s fine,” Layne said.
Layne forced me to stand on my feet and then pushed me back. He shook his head and started to walk again.
“What the hell?” I asked. “Between you and him… your fucking silence and secrets are killing this club.” Layne stopped and looked back at me. “And it’s killing me.”
“Killing you?” Layne asked. “Secrets? Silence? Look in the mirror, Everly. Who’s hiding shit? It’s you. Not me. Not him. You’re the one…”
Layne hung his head.
“The one what?” I asked.
“Nothing. It doesn’t matter.”
Layne walked away and I stood there, feeling cold. I walked back to the bar and went behind it. I found a bottle of vodka and went to work at it. This bottle was fucking mine. Nobody was going to tear it from my hand and drink it.
I didn’t ask for this life. Yeah, I know I went looking for bullshit and found it. But I didn’t ask to be stuck here now. My body and mind got the best of each other and here I was, sitting in the clubhouse of Devil Call MC, drinking vodka, feeling angry and turned on. It was just yesterday I felt in love with Talon. Now I was just numb to it all.
I waited for Talon to return. When he did, he seemed as pissed off as Layne. His eyes looked around the clubhouse.
“Where’s Austin?” he asked.
“In his room,” Buzzy said. “He’s getting taken care of. Three women. Beautiful. Huge tits. Big mouths.”
“Okay,” Talon said. “He’s good then?”
“He’s angry,” Buzzy said. “Rightfully so.”
“Rightfully so,” Talon said. He then looked at me. There was guilt in his eyes. He hurried to look away and tried to get by me.
I spun and grabbed him by the wrist. He shook me away.
“Not now, beautiful,” he said.
“Not now?” I asked. “What the fuck is going on?”
“Nothing.”
“Bullshit. Layne broke a barstool. This place feels ready to explode.”
Talon stopped and looked at me. “Just hang in the room, okay? Let me take care of something.”
“You can’t shut me out all the time. I can’t do it.”
Talon had me by the shoulders and pushed me back to the wall. I hit with a thud. It fucking hurt. I was fucking scared.
“I don’t give a shit what you can’t do,” Talon growled.
“Talon…”
“No, Everly. Stop. You don’t wear a leather cut. You don’t have a patch. I’m sorry you were caught up in what I did when I first got out. That shit has been weighing on me since it happened. I’m fixing it, okay? And the last thing I need is everyone on top of me. Layne lets the best of his emotions get to him. He almost got shot and taken away by Detective John. I need to take care of Austin right now. I have to take care of other business. Then I’ll be back. And I’ll be fine.”
Talon touched my face. His hands were shaky, strong. His eyes were moving left to right. He was intense and he was very angry.
I nodded, just hoping Talon would go away. For a man I thought I loved, I wanted him to just go. At least for right now. For a little while. I had no idea what was causing this, and Talon would not talk to me about it.
“We will be fine,” Talon said, a whispering growl. “I’m asking for trust, beautiful. No more secrets, right?”
“Yes. That’s right.”
“Then trust me right now. When this is all done, we will be fine. My decisions cannot come down on the MC. Detective John needs to be stopped and then he’ll go away.”
“What about you?” I asked. “He said he…”
“He’s an asshole,” Talon said. “He’ll say anything to get what he wants.”
Talon came forward and kissed my forehead. He backed up and walked away. I stood there with my hands against the wall. My heart was racing but not like it had been when I was in bed with Talon. Those were moments of romance and love. But now the MC life stepped in, once again, and everything was changing.
I walked down the hall and stopped. I looked left, right, and debated on what to do next. I needed a shower. I didn’t need to go to Layne’s room and get into more trouble. So I went to Talon’s room and made a line for the bathroom. I didn’t feel comfortable until I had the water turned on and I was stripped naked, getting ready to step into the shower. The moment the water hit me I closed my eyes and put my head back. I took deep breaths and tried to let everything wash away. The water felt good, the steam hugging me, the sound of the rushing water soothing.
I washed and then stood in the shower for a little while, mentally making excuses to remain there. I didn’t want to leave the bathroom. Or the room. I didn’t want to see anything that waited in the clubhouse. Talon was going to be gone again. I had no idea when he’d come back or if he’d ever back again. The secrets I knew about Talon, Layne, and Detective John were a burden to carry. And nobody would talk about it. The only one would probably be Detective John, but I wasn’t sure I could trust him. Part of me wanted to cling to his words, but his eyes told nothing but lies. Telling me that he was Talon’s father was a lie. He was Talon’s stepfather. And even that, what the hell was the point?
To make Talon feel weak. That’s what it was. A play to make me go after Talon and break him down. To take him back in time and leave him vulnerable to the outside world that wanted him dead.
“Shit,” I whispered.
Suddenly the hot water not longer felt hot enough.
I turned the shower off and grabbed a towel. I dried and left the bathroom, staring at my feet. When I saw the black boots appear, I let out a cry and looked up. I figured it would be Talon standing there. He wouldn’t just leave like he did, right? Not with him being so angry. Not with me being so cold and scared. And definitely not without us fooling around a little.
But it wasn’t Talon standing there.
It was Layne.
His arms at his sides, his face looking confused. His eyes were a little glossy and I couldn’t tell if he was drunk or sad. Or something else.
“Talon’s not here,” I said.
“I know that.”
“Oh. He said he was going to help Austin.”
“I know that,” Layne repeated.
“Okay. Is everything okay?”
“No,” Layne said. “You k
now that already though. Nothing is okay.”
I nodded. “I’m not sure what to say.”
“From the second I saw you, I wanted to have you. Okay? You were going to get killed that day. And I couldn’t imagine you getting hurt. I wanted to be fucking angry with you for snooping. But when a woman as beautiful as you comes around… I just had to have you. Bring you back here. Each time I felt ready to touch you, I couldn’t. My heart… my anger…”
“Layne, you don’t have to…”
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” he said. “But things are just so fucked up.”
“Yeah, things are fucked up. Talon is so angry and everyone is keeping fucking secrets…”
Layne inched toward me. His body bumped into mine and I stepped back. His mouth moved down toward mine. No hands, no stopping this. I wanted it. Oh, fuck, I wanted it so bad. Just to have that moment. That one moment with Layne.
“Fuck,” I whispered.
Layne’s lips touched mine. A soft and gentle kiss. A sweet kiss, even. He kissed again, parting his lips, offering his tongue to me. I did the same to him, actually kissing Layne without anything intense happening. His hands then touched my hips and pulled at me, wanting me close. The kiss grew hotter but then slowed down. I felt like I was dancing on a thread, wondering just what Layne wanted from me.
His lips pulled from mine. “Fuck, Everly…”
“Layne, please…”
“Just… do something for me.”
“What?”
“Say it,” he whispered.
“Say it? Say what?”
“Just say it. You know.” His eyes met mine. “Please just say it. Once.”
It took me a few more seconds but it finally came to me. I knew what Layne wanted me to say. I had no idea what it would do to him or what I was being used for in all this. That was when the worst feeling came over me.
Feeling fucking used.
Just like I had been used before. By the guys in Devil Call MC. Getting drunk and bending over. Getting used by Layne when he needed comfort and the presence of a woman. Maybe even getting used by Talon. Just to be a woman he could fuck, hold, and keep in his room.
I licked my lips. I nodded.
I’d say it. I used it against Layne to get what I wanted and now he was using it against me.
“Anneliese,” I whispered. “Is that what you want? Anneliese. I said it, Layne. I said her name for you. Anneliese.”
Layne gritted his teeth. His eyes went wide. He looked ready to kill someone. Maybe kill me.
Slowly, he lifted one of his hands. I thought he was going to touch my face, pull me in for another kiss. But this time, Layne had other things in mind. He grabbed the knot of my towel and pulled at it. The towel opened and fell. I shuddered and gasped. I was naked in front of Layne. It wasn’t the first time I was naked in front of Layne, but it was the first time he initiated it. He wanted it.
He wanted me…
No, Everly, he wants Anneliese. The woman Talon killed.
I started to shiver.
Layne put his fingertips to my shoulder. His eyes moved down to my breasts. The ends of my hair were wet and they tickled my back, leaving me feeling a little cold. Each time I shivered, my skin pulled tight and it made my nipples ache and tighten. They were hard nubs within seconds.
As Layne slid his fingers down to my chest, I looked down to see that this was actually happening. Right here, right now. Right in Talon’s fucking room.
Holyshit… it was so wrong but so fucking hot…
I couldn’t control my breathing as I watched Layne’s hand move over my breast. He cupped me, squeezing tight, grunting as he did so.
I looked to Layne and he looked at me. Our eyes locked for a few seconds. His hand then opened and he moved his hand down, letting his fingertips tease at my nipple. I opened my mouth to say something, but Layne was looking back down at me. His hand moved under my breast and pressed and lifted. I let my head fall back as I moaned.
“Yes,” Layne whispered. “Fuck yes…”
My hands moved forward and I held his leather cut.
I wasn’t sure what to expect next. Layne’s other hand touched my other breast. He held both breasts in his hands. His hands were big, strong. I didn’t want to compare him to Talon, but my mind flirted with me to go there.
This was different than Talon.
I loved Layne differently.
I let out a long breath and it was just in time for Layne to kiss my chest. I cried out and lost my breath. His tongue flirted down my chest to my left breast. His mouth quickly engulfed me, sucking hard. The tip of his tongue cut up and down against my nipple, making my knees bend. He gently brought his teeth together and rolled my nipple, sending an intense wave of pleasure throughout my body.
His mouth opened with a wet pop sound and he just breathed on me.
I lifted a hand and placed it to the back of his head.
“More,” I whispered. “Please, Layne. More.”
Layne put his mouth back to my breast.
He sucked hard, kissed soft, and left me feeling wild.
But everything was wild. The entire MC life was a wild mess.
Layne was finally touching me but thinking of his dead ex-girlfriend. And Talon was out there… somewhere… and deeply rooted in my mind and heart. I wasn’t sure if it was possible to love two people at the same time, but right now wasn’t the time to think about it or be forced to make a choice that would change my life forever.
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11.
(Talon)
I opened the door to find quite the sight. There was a woman on her knees, her head bobbing up and down. I could see Austin’s pants down to his ankles. He was thrusting himself up at the woman’s mouth. Then there was a second woman, legs spread, hovering over the other woman’s head, her chest buried in Austin’s face. One of his hands was reached around, his fingers cut between her ass, digging and playing, making her moan.
I stood for a few seconds before clearing my throat.
Austin quickly threw the woman off him. She bounced on the couch and looked at me, pouty lips, dark eyes, and beautiful tits. She opened her legs, showing herself, still ready for some fun.
“Fuck, man,” Austin said. He swallowed hard and grabbed the other woman’s hair, pulling her off his cock.
“What?” she asked. She looked back at me and smiled. “Don’t worry, you’ll get your turn.”
“I’m good,” I said. “I need to talk to Austin. Privately.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” he asked.
“It’s worth it.”
Austin gave a nod. The two women stood and held hands.
“Fine,” one of them said. “We’re going to go take care of each other.”
“Oh fuck,” Austin groaned. “What the fuck…”
The women went into the bathroom. I walked to the couch and stood there, staring down at Austin. “Can you tuck your dick away?”
“Seriously?”
“Bro, we have to go somewhere.”
“No way.”
“I have the guy.”
“What?”
“The guy that fucked up your face…”
Austin stood up. I jumped back, not wanting his dick to touch me. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah,” I said.
“He was going to cut out my eye,” Austin said. “Both of them. He wanted to make me blind for being a rat. That’s what they all told me. But they took off and when he tried to stab my eye I shook my head. The knife sliced my fucking cheek.”
“I guess you got lucky, man,” I said. “I’m so sorry that happened to you. I had no idea Layne sent you out there, man. If I knew, I would have told Layne to go fuck himself. Nobody should be sent out there like that.”
“It’s my job, brother,” Austin said. “It’s what I do for the club.”
“I don’t like it like that.”
“So you call the shots? Where’s your patch then?”
I made fist
s. “I know, Austin. I know.”
“You don’t know. Devil Call MC needs a President. We look like assholes to the rest of the world, man. We’re barely getting by anymore. By creditability and the fact that most of us are just so fucking insane. But it can’t last forever. You see what Rilen Lost has been doing. They think they’re tough. They think they have something on us. And you know it’s only a matter of time before Los Ahn tries something, man. They can’t resist.”
I put a hand to Austin’s shoulder. “Bro, I know. Okay? We’re going to vote soon. The entire table votes on it. I’m not taking the patch just because I got out of prison. It’s not right. And Layne was never voted to be President. We’re both trying to respect the patch and the club.”
“Why don’t you start by respecting each other?”
Leave it to Austin to say probably the most important thing ever, right?
I shook my head and smiled. “Why don’t you start by picking up your fucking pants? I’m holding your fucking shoulder and you’re still hard. What the fuck, man?”
“Did you see that chick?” Austin asked. “Her mouth is endless…”
“Good. She’ll be here when we get back.”
I had the location in my pocket. I hoped Jade would pull through on this for me. If I could get Austin settled and happy, then I could take care of Jade and Vaughn. Once that was done, Detective John would disappear and all our focus could be back on Rilen Lost. I’d kill Jony, start a war, and then the table would vote me as President.
The world would go ‘round and life would be good.
It was just Austin and I as we rode to an old warehouse. I’d seen the place a thousand times and never knew who owned it. If it did belong to Jade and Vaughn and their little family empire, that was a problem. Bad enough we had other assholes in leather cuts trying to get into Brocke, the last thing the MC needed was assholes in suits and ties.
We parked our motorcycles next to the building and walked to a side door.
“Talon, dude?” Austin asked.
“What?”
“How did you do all this?”
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