by Erin Trejo
I step into the house just as I hear her bedroom door click shut. I debate giving her a few minutes to herself but then I decide against it. Why the hell should I? She’s had long enough while I stood here debating it. I stalk down the hallway and knock on the door.
“I have the mask on.” I hear her reply softly. I shove the door open and find her sitting on the bed wearing nothing but the black scarf I gave her to wear. I look her body over and my dick jerks against me. I slowly pull my clothes off as I take her in.
“I knew you had a gorgeous body,” I say huskily from the need to take what doesn’t belong to me. The need to break her. The need to fuck the life right out of that tiny body.
“Are you going to hurt me?” she asks softly as I climb on the end of the bed, her body tense.
“Oh, I’m gonna do more than hurt you,” I whisper before I run my tongue up her neck. Bray’s body betrays what she wants to do. She wants to run. She wants to cover herself but she knows she can’t. I drag my mouth over her skin until I reach those soft plump lips of hers. When we connect, a spark shoots up spine, a gasp escaping her.
She tastes like perfection.
Chapter 11
“Get on your hands and knees,” I grumble with a gravelly voice. My need is skyrocketing the more I look at her. The soft curves of her hips, the swell of her tits. Fuck! Bray moves to get on her hands and knees as I grab my belt from my jeans that I discarded on the floor. I slide the leather between my fingers. I take in her soft body, her ass and pussy staring me in the face.
“You’re flawless.” I take her in a little more. I slide up behind her, letting my free hand caress the soft skin on her ass. I can see the bumps forming as I go. She likes the touch of my hand on her body.
“You respond to my touch, flower,” I say as I lean back a little. I wind the belt around my fist before raising it up. The sound of leather as it slaps against her skin makes me harder. Bray screams and I do it again. The lash marks quickly redden and begin to welt. My body comes alive as I listen to her sob and cry.
“I love that fuckin’ sound leavin’ those lips,” I tell her as I scoot closer. My dick rubs against her wet pussy and I’m surprised by just how wet she actually is. I slowly push my dick inside of her just wanting to see what she feels like. I nearly choke at the feeling I have when I’m all the way in. It’s a piece of fucking heaven that I’ve found in the devil. I don’t care that I don’t have a condom on. I want her to feel me. The rawness and all. I close my eyes as I let the feeling float through me but that little fucking demon that lives in the darkness of me rears his head and wants to play. I take the belt and unravel it from my hand before wrapping it around her neck.
“This is gonna be quick. First times always are, yeah?” I say as I pull the belt back toward me. Bray’s head snaps back. Sobs wrack her body. I roll my hips before I really begin to fuck her. I plunge into her while I hold her steady with the belt. One of her hands comes up, trying to loosen the hold it has on her but that motherfucker in the pit of my stomach just wants to torture her. I pull harder listening to her gasp for air as I fuck her without restraint. I drive my dick so deeply that I can feel every little piece of her wrapped around me. When I feel myself getting closer, I jerk her head back one more time. I roughly slam into her with the force of a fucking Mack truck until light explodes behind my eyes. I fill her little pussy so full of me that it will run from her for days. I release the belt from her neck, and Bray sucks in a lungful of air and coughs. I let my clutch on the belt fall letting my hands land on her hips. My dick jerks inside of her as her body slowly gives out, falling to the mattress.
“Don’t get too comfortable. I’m not done with you yet.” She sobs in a heap, but her cries don’t affect me. I don’t know if she thought they would or not, but they don’t. I watch the tears as they wet the pillow and wonder what must racing through her mind right now. Is she silently calling out to her family? The one that can’t have her back whole? I run my fingertips up her spine. The way her body shifts makes me groan. If this was any other situation, I’d take her lightly. I’d let her feel me – feel everything, but it’s not. Before her family did what they did, I’ll admit that I had a little crush on her. She was unattainable though. She wasn’t one of us. She couldn’t be had then but she is all mine now.
“Do you know why this is happnin’ to you?” I ask as lean down dragging my lips up her back. The scruff of my beard scratching as I go.
“No,” she replies softly.
“Do you want to know?” I ask biting into her flesh. I can taste the metallic blood as it gushes into my mouth. Braylynn screams and cries, but when I flick my tongue over the same spot, I can feel her body tense up beneath me.
“I asked you a question, flower.” I tease her skin with my lips a little more when she says, “Yes.”
The instant she says that, I reach for my dick that is again hardened with want. I position myself at her entrance and thrust in roughly. Bray gasps but doesn’t scream this time. I lift her hips up only slightly before holding myself all the way inside of her.
“My family was all I had. My mom, dad, and sister. They were the perfect family. We loved each other although I was always the black sheep. They never looked at me that way. I always knew it.” I pull out of her quickly before plunging back in. “They went out one day on a little day trip. I was goin’ to meet them.” I take a deep breath and buck into her. I want her to feel the pain that I felt. I want her to embrace what I had to endure at the hands of her family. I know I’m hurting her by the way she cries but I don’t give a damn. “I went. I was on my way when I saw their car on the side of the road. It was plowed right into a tree. That wasn’t even the worst of it.” I remember her eyes. Angela’s eyes. My little sister. The only sibling I had. She was my world up until that day. I pick up my pace, my hips jolting with each thrust.
“Dead. All of them. It wasn’t the car crash. They were shot. Point blank. And do you know who killed them?” I grab her hips and pound into her so hard that my own body hurts.
“No. No!” She cries as her world slowly swims around her. It’s a harsh reality to learn that your family are killers. It isn’t like she didn’t know already but to kill a whole family in cold blood?
“Oh yes! Yes, Bray! You’re motherfuckin’ family did this!” The harder I force myself into her, the more I feel the pain. I grab her hair, tugging it roughly, arching her head in an uncomfortable way. I lean down as I feel my release inching its way through my body.
“They killed them, Bray! In cold fuckin’ blood!” I roar as I pound her pussy harder. Braylynn cries and screams with each punishing thrust, but all she can say is the word no. It doesn’t affect me. I come roughly inside of her once more. My breathing is sporadic and my heart feels like it’s about to slam through my ribs when I pull out of her. I climb off the bed, grabbing my clothes quickly before walking out of the room. I need some fucking air.
Chapter 12
Ice cold. That’s what my heart feels like right now. My chest is hollow but the lonely feeling I have is starting to consume me. It tugs at every dream, every time I close my eyes. My sister was young. She was only twelve. Can you imagine seeing the lost look in her eyes? The moment her life was taken was still fresh. She was looking out the window, eyes wide. Had she seen it coming? Had she known what was about to happen to her? Was she killed before them, forcing her to watch her own demise as it unfolded? There are far too many emotions inside of me to classify them all. I try to sort through them in my head but that rarely works out.
I’ve spent the whole day in bed. I told Hawk I needed a day. He understood why. I’m the VP of Soulless Bastards. I can’t take free days. I can’t take time off to grieve the loss of a family that didn’t deserve to die. They hated this part of my life. They hated that I was the way I was but they also accepted it as being a part of me. We were meeting that day to tell Angela that her dream was finally coming through. She had begged for years to go to Disneyland. That’s all
she wanted. She was young and wished and dreamed about a lot, but that was one dream she had never let go. I was fronting the trip, which is why they wanted me there. I remember driving down the road with so much emotion inside of me. She was getting her dream and I was making it happen. I saw the car off to the side of the road the closer I got. I started to panic when I saw the crash but quickly realized the car wasn’t mangled. I stopped my bike and quickly climbed off in a hurry and ran toward the car. As soon as my feet hit the pavement I knew something wasn’t right.
I came around the car, the only sound around me was the crunching of the gravel under my boots. I looked in the front window and called out to my mom. She didn’t move and my heart sank in my chest. She wasn’t facing me, she was slumped down, her head hanging forward. I called out to my dad next when I noticed the blood dripping from between his eyes. I shook my head knowing what was coming next when I walked to the back window. My heart broke in an instant when I saw her lifeless eyes staring out the window. The fire that had always been inside of her was doused by death. No Disneyland. No more dreams. It killed pieces of me that day. Pieces I can never get back.
I wanted to scream. I wanted revenge. I searched the ground and the sky for answers, and that’s when I saw the patch that was left there for me. How did I know it was for me? It was the Crashed MC patch. Their way of telling me what they’d done. A “fuck you” served cold.
I nearly lost it after that. I wanted to go at them full force, but Mayhem, the Enforcer from the Northern Chapter and a good friend of mine, came down and reasoned shit out with me. I knew I had to do something, but they were such a nobody club that just wanted to make a name for themselves that killing them all wouldn’t have mattered.
That’s when the idea of getting Braylynn came into play. The idea of her had always been there. I wanted to fuck her senseless from the day I’d seen her years ago but for obvious reasons I couldn’t. After what her family had done, she became my target. I took the time to feel her out. I watched her. I watched them. So when a pattern started to form on Thursdays, my plan came into focus. It was just about getting my hands on her at first. The more I thought it over, the more I knew I wanted to ruin her. I wanted them to feel the pain that had inserted itself into my chest. I wanted to return the favor. The yearning for that little girl who looked up to her big brother. The way those little brown eyes held so much life before it was snatched away for no reason at all.
Yeah, the more I thought, the more I felt. The more I felt, the more I became violent. The rage simmered slowly inside of me as the months wore on. I learned all there was to know about her. How she doesn’t like coffee but drinks sweet tea often. Her favorite foods. The things she hates most. The one thing I didn’t learn was her fears. That was a given though. I should be her fear. Before this is all over with, I will be her fear. The one thing that she can never escape. The one thing that will haunt her for the rest of her life.
I throw my legs over the side of the bed and stand. My body trembles from the nightmare I had as I head into the bathroom. I hate it. I hate seeing her eyes. They haunt me, and there is nothing I can do to stop them from coming into my mind. I turn the water on as hot as I can get it before I step in. The water scalds my skin, but it’s a welcome release that I didn’t know I needed. There are times when I think I can handle my life the way it is, but then there are others that suck me into the pits of hell and hold me hostage. I want nothing more than to climb out but even when I claw my way to the surface, the devil grabs my ankles and jerks me back down. I guess that is the reality of my life now. This is who I am. If I wasn’t a Soulless Bastard before I joined this club, I sure as hell am now.
Chapter 13
“I see the games have begun,” Draven says nodding toward Bray. The marks on her neck from the belt are still there even three days later. I’ve been back to her. I’ve fucked her. Tied her up. Hurt her in ways that she couldn’t even imagine and that sick part of me enjoys it all.
“Yeah.” That’s all I can say. I watch her as she sits in the corner picking at her breakfast. She looks so scared and alone. Just the way I wanted her. She mainly looks at the plate in front of her but occasionally she looks around the room quickly. I know she’s looking for me although she wouldn’t know who I was.
“You feelin’ any better?”
I glance over at Draven and shrug. Am I? It makes me feel alive when I’m hurting her but that pain that sits in my chest is still there. She’s supposed to exorcise those demons, but that hasn’t happened yet.
“Listen up!” I hear Hawk’s voice and turn to face him. “Aces will be here shortly. We take them in as family. We make them feel welcome!” he says loudly.
The guys all grunt as the whores lick their lips. Yeah, fresh meat coming in here for them to bow down and suck. The bitches love that. My gaze slowly slips back to Bray as she looks at the whores around her. I watch her, the way she watches them. She’s intrigued by them. I can see that little flicker in her eyes. Maybe I should whore her ass around the club. Her eyes are wide as Bri inches her skirt up and her shirt down her chest. That didn’t surprise me at all. Bri is the biggest whore there is around here.
“Same old Bri,” Draven mumbles making me chuckle.
“Yo, Hawk!” I call out to him as he grabs a plate of food. He walks over and drops in the chair across from me.
“What?” he grunts.
I laugh. Pissy mood, I see.
“What’s your problem? Didn’t get any good pussy last night?” I ask him with a smirk.
“Oh, I got it. The problem is gettin’ it to leave in the mornin’.”
Draven and I both laugh at his issue. That’s how these whores are. You fuck them once and they think that’s an open invitation to stay forever.
“Tinker?” I ask him with chuckle. He cuts his eyes at me and I laugh again. I knew it. Tinker has fucked half the club trying to make herself a place here but she is nothing more than a club whore.
“How’s shit with your prisoner? Havin’ fun breakin’ that?” he asks and for the first time he generally seems interested.
“Yeah. She fuckin’ breaks alright.” We all turn to look at her just when she looks up. Our eyes connect and there’s a silent plea in hers. I can see if from here. I don’t know if the others do, but I can see it plan as fucking day.
“That your handy work?” he nods at her neck.
I chuckle and say, “Somethin’ like that.” I give Bray that predatory gaze and her head quickly snaps back down to her plate.
“Goddamn, Smokey! You are fuckin’ good, brother. Maybe we need to get you to break all the bitches around here.” Hawk laughs around his fork as he shovels food in his mouth.
“Nah. I only like breakin’ the whole ones. Half these whores around here already been broken. No need to hammer those slivers anymore.” Draven laughs before sliding me a beer. Yeah, a beer for breakfast. So fucking what?
“How much longer you keepin’ her around?” Hawk looks over at me before downing his beer.
I sigh before I sit back in my chair and say, “Don’t know yet. Gonna mark her fuckin’ body with Soulless Bastards before I throw her to the wolves.”
Draven chuckles again before looking over at me. “You are some kind of sick fuck. Won’t no one want to touch her after they see that shit. Hell, that is if they let her live.” I nod my head with a shit eating grin on my face.
“That’s the fuckin’ point, brother. No one will want her ass. Not even her own club. How’s that for hittin’ the feelin’s?” We all laugh when the phones chime in sync. We all look down and see the message from the gate.
“Aces are here,” Hawk says as he shoves the rest of his food into his mouth. I shove out of my chair and head toward the door with my beer still in hand. I take one last glance over my shoulder at Bray before stepping out into the heat of the morning.
“Well look at you motherfuckers,” I say with a straight face. Ninja climbs off his bike moving toward me slowly. He looks me u
p and down with a scowl on his face.
“Haven’t they taken the trash out yet?” He gestures toward me.
“Looks like it just got in.” I nod back at him. A slow grin spreads across his face before he pulls me into a hug.
“Good to see you, brother. Been a while,” he says before pulling back.
“Good to see you too. Sorry about Daze, man. That shit was wrong.” He nods his head as the rest of his guys walk up. We exchange introductions with any that we haven’t met before and we fuck around with the ones we have. This is what a brotherhood looks like when we can come together as one and handle shit.
“Before we head in there’s one rule,” Hawk says. I wait for it as the other guys grumble.
“There’s a girl here. You’ll see her around solo. That’s how she stays. She’s Smokey’s prisoner as of now. She has free run of the place but no one speaks to her or touches her. It’s his little masterpiece.” Ninja’s eyes jerk to mine and hold there. He’s intrigued now.
“This about your pop?” he asks, knowing what happened with them. I nod my head once when he says, “You got whatever you need on that end. We’re here for you, brother.”
“Appreciate that but I got this under control.”
Chapter 14
The sound of the tattoo gun buzzing to life sends a chill down my spine. I love ink. I love getting it, but that’s not the reason this time. She’s getting it and doesn’t even know it yet. I stalk down the hallway knocking like I always do. And like always she responds. I walk in and find her sitting on the edge of the bed, her blindfold in place. My bite marks litter the skin on her neck and cheek. To me, it’s almost fucking sexy to see her bear my marks. As much as I hate who she is, I am finding it harder and harder to deny to myself that there is something more going on here. Something deeper than my need for revenge. I can feel it deep inside but trying to keep it there is proving to be a little more difficult than I originally thought it would.
