Crash and Burn (6 page)

seven.

Avery felt the wetness between her legs and knew her cheeks
were as red as apples. Just the slightest touch from Landon and she had been
brought to the brink of climax. Literally, the fucking edge. Now, sitting with
her ass on the ground, her wrists hurting from the chains, her arms tingling
from losing blood flow, and staring at Landon
’
s
perfect ass in his jeans, Avery bit her lip and wanted to finish coming. The
mess between her legs was not going to go away.

Yet there was something bigger going on here. Much bigger.

The explosion at the lot that day had been a bomb. Someone
had tried to kill people in the MC Landon was a part of. And now Landon thought
Avery was part of it. Avery knew nothing of the MC Landon belonged to other
than matching the letters on his ring to the name on the back of his leather
cut.

Back Down Devil.

What a name.

Landon turned around and Avery gasped. What a fucking sexy
man. He tucked his cellphone away and walked to her. She was in such a
submissive position to him.

“
We
’
re going for a ride now,
”
Landon said.

“
I had
nothing to do with whatever happened to your MC,
”
Avery said.
“
You have to
believe me.
”

Landon crouched down and looked at Avery.
“
If I believed everything
everyone told me, I
’
d have
been dead years ago. I believe what
’
s
in my heart.
”

“
What
’
s in your heart?
”

“
Right
now? A lot of shit. Take it for what it
’
s
worth, sweetheart, but you should consider yourself lucky you
’
re chained to my ride and not
chained to a block going to the bottom of the ocean. Understand?
”

Avery nodded. She understood it. Landon had a few cracks in
his bad boy demeanor showing. It meant he doubted she had anything to do with
the bombing. That was good. It gave Avery a chance.

“
Plus,
”
Landon said,
“
I can
’
t kill you until I get my six hundred bucks back.
”

Landon unhooked the chains and freed Avery. He stood up and
she sat, rubbing her wrists. Landon offered his hand and Avery took it. He
pulled with strength and brought Avery to her feet with ease. She fell into
Landon and had her hands at his arms. His biceps were amazing. She wanted
Landon to kiss her again. She hated herself for reacting like she had done
before. Hitting him like that. But in that moment, a panicking fear that she
would be raped had come over her. It was her body reacting, not her heart.

“
Get the
fucking helmet and get on the fucking motorcycle,
”
Landon ordered.

Avery was in no position to question anything else so she
did as told. She enjoyed sliding her hands around Landon
’
s body. He fired up the motorcycle and spun around,
kicking up dirt and sand. The motorcycle then hit the road and he took off fast.
Avery had no idea what to expect now, but she felt somewhat protected. Just in
case anyone came looking for her at least she wouldn
’
t be out in the open and exposed.

As they went down the road that Avery recognized to be the
one where she dumped the motorcycle, her heart raced. Landon hung a left and
pulled into the parking lot of the MC. Avery knew that the salvage business was
all a cover-up for the MC. Sure, it probably was a real business and made real
money, but the real purpose was hidden away. Avery saw a line of motorcycles,
perfectly parked and placed. Landon walked the motorcycle backwards to a spot
and turned off the engine. Avery took her helmet off and put it on the seat.

Landon looked at her.
“
I
’
ll give you two options. You
either stay close with your hand in mine or I wrap your wrist in one of my
chains to keep you close.
”

“
I
’
ll hold your hand,
”
Avery said.

“
Good.
Don
’
t look at anyone and
don
’
t answer any fucking
questions.
”

“
Okay,
”
Avery said.

They entered the clubhouse and Avery looked around. It
looked like a big bar, but it wasn
’
t
a welcoming feeling she got. The men in the place were as hardcore as Landon.
Leather cuts. Rings. Chains. Eyes like rattlesnakes ready to attack. Beer,
whiskey, smoke (cigarettes and other) created the aroma. Women were scattered,
all looking around, probably desperate to help one of the men so they could
have a chance to sleep with them. Avery understood some of this atmosphere but
definitely not to this extreme.

As they walked by the bar, Landon shot his hand out and
whistled. A bottle of beer slid down to him.

“
Another,
”
he bellowed.

A second bottle came. Landon grabbed both bottles and
continued to walk. At the end of the hall, Landon stopped and turned to Avery.

“
Have a
drink,
”
he said.
“
It
’
s
been a crazy afternoon so far.
”

Avery took the beer.
“
Thanks.
”

“
There
’
s plenty of whiskey and vodka at
the bar. We don
’
t carry any
pussy drinks though. You drink hard or go home. If you need anything, you tell
me.
”

“
Okay,
”
Avery said.

“
Follow
me.
”

Avery lingered behind Landon as he walked down the hallway,
drinking his beer. When he stopped and took out a key, he unlocked a door and
motioned for Avery to go in first. The first thing she noticed was the naked woman
in Landon
’
s bed. She was
face down, covers below her ass. It left Avery shocked for a moment as she
stared at the woman
’
s
figure.

She was beautiful.

“
What
the fuck?
”
Landon asked. He
slammed his bottle down and kicked the bed.
“
Hey.
Wake the fuck up. I told you to get the fuck out of here.
”

The woman jumped up and kicked the sheet off the rest of her
body. Avery saw the woman
’
s
breasts and saw her left nipple was pierced. When the woman saw Avery she
covered her breasts and then looked at Landon.

“
What
the fuck did I say?
”
Landon
asked.
“
Get the fuck out.
”

“
I
thought I would wait
…”

“
If I
wanted you to wait I would have ordered it. Get out.
”

“
Sorry,
”
the woman said. She stood and
reached for her clothing.

Avery was still as the woman walked by her.

“
Good
luck,
”
the woman whispered
and then disappeared from the room.

“
Close
the door,
”
Landon said to
Avery.

Avery shut the door. Landon grabbed his beer and sat on the
bed. He patted the spot next to him and Avery sat down. The smell of smoke,
perfume, and sex hung in the air. It turned Avery on.

“
Don
’
t worry about that,
”
Landon said.
“
That was a little relief.
”

“
What do
I care?
”
Avery asked.

Landon touched her face and made Avery look at him.
“
You care. I see it in your eyes.
You want to know if your tits are bigger than hers. You want to know if I
’
ll suck on them the same. You
want to know how tight her pussy was, and if yours can match. You want to know
if you can fuck the way she does
…”

Avery swallowed as her cheeks flushed. Yeah, she thought
that, but so what? Didn
’
t
all women compare themselves to each other?

“
Right
now, you stay right here. I have some things to tend to and then I have to
decide what to do with you.
”

“
What
does that mean?
”

Landon stood up and looked down at Avery.
“
You better think long and hard about
why you
’
re here. Because I
want answers when I get back. And if they aren
’
t
the answers I
’
m hoping for,
you will get chained to a block and put in the fucking ocean, sweetheart.
”

“
My name
is Avery, asshole.
”

“
I love
it when you call me asshole.
”
Landon winked.

“
Fuck
you.
”

Landon turned and Avery watched in awe as he unzipped his
jeans. His hand disappeared and she leaned back a little on the bed.

“
Is that
what you really want?
”
Landon asked.
“
You
’
ve been making me hard for the
past couple of hours, sweetheart. I
’
ll
fill your mouth right now.
”

Avery let out a shaky breath. She was so tempted. So fucking
tempted
…

Of course there was a knock at the door.

“
It
’
s open,
”
Landon yelled.

The door opened and Avery adverted her eyes for a second to
see another biker poking his head into the room. Landon turned and the man
said,
“
Nice, bro.
”

“
What do
you want, Blaine?
”

“
We
’
re talking,
”
Blaine said.
“
If you want to join.
”

“
I
’
m coming.
”

“
I can
see that,
”
Blaine said.
“
Need any help with this?
”

“
Fuck
off, bro.
”

“
Just
saying
…”
Blaine looked at
Avery.
“
Hey, beautiful.
What do you say? You want two cocks in you?
”

“
Christ,
”
Landon said. He lunged at the
door and Blaine slammed it. Through the door, Avery heard Blaine laughing.
Landon looked over his shoulder.

“
Stay
here. Someone will be watching the room. I
’
ll
be back later.
”

He zipped his pants and left. The door shut and locked.

Avery looked around the room and remembered something she
had told herself.

No more fucking bikers
…

“
Yeah,
right,
”
she whispered as
she fell back to the bed.

eight.

Landon lit a joint, took two deep hits, and reached to pass
it to Shay. The table wasn
’
t
quite full, but Miller didn
’
t
seem to give a shit. It was Miller, Blaine, Shay, Landon, Griffin, and Gaige.

“
Where
’
s everyone else?
”
Landon asked.

“
Jace is
on a run with Nate,
”
Griffin said.
“
Working out
some details for the fight.
”

“
Fight?
”

“
We
’
ve got one about five miles
north of here,
”
Gaige said.
“
Set up by Jimmy from the
garage.
”

“
Jimmy,
”
Miller said.
“
Dirty fucking prick. Must have
run out of pussy money.
”

“
He
’
s charging ten a head to get in,
”
Griffin said.

“
That
’
s fucked,
”
Shay said.
“
Nobody
will pay that.
”

“
Some
assholes will, because they think they need to,
”
Landon said.

“
Whatever,
”
Miller said.
“
Right now we need to decide on
the action. Our friend, Jonesy, is really looking for some serious cash to
figure out this bombing bullshit. I
’
m
not in the mood to fuck around with him, so we need to clean up. Big time.
”

“
Well,
what cash do we have?
”
Shay
asked.

“
Not
much,
”
Griffin said.
“
Not enough to pay Jonesy and
keep ourselves happy.
”

“
I
’
m out six bills today already,
”
Landon said.

“
What?
”
Blaine asked.

“
Had to
take care of something with Pop.
”

“
Pop?
”
Blaine asked.
“
That old fuck
’
s heart is still ticking.
”

“
What
happened with Pop?
”
Miller
asked.

“
Personal,
”
Landon said.

“
Does it
have anything to do with that pretty number in your bed?
”
Blaine asked.

“
Whoa,
”
Shay called out and whistled.
“
What are you working on?
”

“
Let it
go,
”
Landon said.
“
It
’
s
not what it looks like. She had a run in with Pop and I took care of it. Some
motherfucker from Eight Under stormed me and she smacked the guy in the head
with a fucking pizza tray.
”

Everyone laughed and Miller slapped the table.
“
Get out of here, brother.
”

“
Swear
on it. Then she saw me gut the asshole so I made her come with me so I can feel
her out. She
’
s not from
around here and it bothers me.
”

“
Jesus
Christ,
”
Shay said.
“
She saw you murder someone?
”

“
That
’
s rough shit,
”
Blaine said.
“
She needs a real man to take
that memory away.
”

“
Fuck
off,
”
Landon said.
“
You
’
re not getting into her pants.
”

“
Man,
those ripped jeans and innocent eyes,
”
Blaine said.
“
She just
needs her face covered in-
”

“
Okay,
”
Miller cut in.
“
So back to the point here. We
’
re low on cash and we need some.
Who
’
s getting the action
then?
”

“
I
’
m always in,
”
Blaine said.

“
I want
it,
”
Landon said.
“
I
’
m
in.
”

“
That
’
s a brother,
”
Shay said.
“
Get those fists bloodied.
”

“
I can
take one too,
”
Gaige
offered.

“
No,
”
Miller said.
“
You fought last time. I need you
with me. I want to check out the crowd and see if anything looks different. We
have so many goddamn targets on our backs right now
…”

“
So we
’
ve got Landon and Blaine down
for some action,
”
Griffin
said.
“
I
’
ll make the call and set it up.
”

“
I
’
ll go until I can
’
t fucking stand,
”
Landon said.
“
Whatever it takes to get the
money.
”

“
Relax
now,
”
Shay said.

“
I
’
m serious,
”
Landon said.
“
Put me down for a triple threat.
”

“
Fucking
right,
”
Blaine said.
“
We
’
ll
get you nice and fucked up.
”

“
I
’
ll do three rounds,
”
Landon said.
“
I don
’
t give a fuck.
”

Landon stared at Miller, waiting for the approval. Griffin
did the same, his hands open.

Miller stared back at Landon. Slowly, he started to nod.
“
Okay. Get it all set up,
Griffin. Landon represents us. Only him fighting. We bet all we can on it, take
some outside action, and keep a cut. Whatever we need to do to keep the money
collecting. The last thing I want is to call in any favors on this with Jonsey,
got it?
”

“
Yeah,
”
Gaige said.

“
I
’
ll take care of myself tonight,
”
Landon said.

“
I don
’
t doubt it,
”
Blaine said.
“
Now, go get your cock taken care
of so you can focus on these fights.
”

“
He
’
s right,
”
Miller said.
“
Everyone
out.
”

Everyone stood except for Griffin. He had papers to review
with Miller. As the guys lined up at the door, Blaine put up his fists and took
some air shots around Landon
’
s
head.

“
Come
on,
”
Blaine said.
“
Give me your best shot.
”

Landon wasn
’
t
in the mood so he punched Blaine in the gut. Blaine toppled over and reached
for Shay as he gasped for air.

“
Fuck,
”
Blaine whispered in a hoarse
voice.
“
Nice shot.
”

“
Hey,
Landon, come here,
”
Miller
called out.

Landon stepped back to the far opposite end of the table.
“
I
’
m
right here.
”

“
Griffin,
”
Miller said,
“
take a walk for a minute.
”

Griffin stood and left the room.

For a few seconds, Miller and Landon eyed each other.

“
You
’
ve got this?
”
Miller asked.

“
Nobody
ever doubted me before.
”

“
I know.
But you
’
ve got something
burning in you, brother. The kind of shit that makes a man do stupid shit.
”

“
Not me,
”
Landon said.
“
I want to fucking rip people
apart tonight. I want to finish ripping apart Eight Under. And when we find out
who tried to kill Erik, I want to gut them with my bare hands.
”

“
That
’
s a shit ton of anger, brother.
”

“
Is
there any other way to live?
”

Miller smiled.
“
Not
right now, no. Keep your head focused.
”

“
I
’
m focused,
”
Landon said.
“
Need anything else?
”

“
Nope. I
’
ll catch you tonight then.
”

Landon left the room and walked up to Griffin. He patted him
on the back and said,
“
All
yours, bro.
”

“
Everything
good in there?
”
Griffin
asked.

“
Yeah.
Miller was just
…”

Griffin smiled and put a finger to his temple.
“
I meant here. Upstairs. Your
head.
”

“
My
head? What
’
s wrong with my
head?
”

“
Just
checking,
”
Griffin said.
“
That
’
s all.
”

“
I
’
m fine. I
’
m tired of these little wars breaking out. I was
standing there eating a slice of fucking pizza and some skinny punk runs up on
me with a gun. He doesn
’
t
know the blood between Back Down Devil and the rest of the crews around here.
He
’
s willing to pull a
trigger on anyone, hoping for that last piece of his tat to be patched in with
Eight Under. That fucking pisses me off.
”

“
Me too,
”
Griffin said.
“
But don
’
t forget, we were all young, dumb, and reckless at
one point.
”

“
We may
not be young and dumb anymore,
”
Blaine said as he turned around from the bar,
“
but
sure as fuck, we are reckless. We just have bigger cocks and guns now.
”

“
I
second that,
”
Shay called
and lifted his beer bottle.

“
Take it
easy, man,
”
Griffin said to
Landon as he went back into the room to meet with Miller.

“
Landon,
come here brother,
”
Blaine
said.

Landon went to the bar and Blaine wrapped an arm tight
around him. It was no shock Blaine was piss drunk already and more than likely
had taken pills to take the edge off a rough day in his fucked up mind.

“
Give
this man a fucking drink,
”
Blaine said.
“
He
’
s going to fucking make lots of
money soon.
”

Landon accepted a shot of whiskey and ordered two more. He needed
to loosen up to deal with Avery. Thinking her name made his lip curl. Figures
he would find someone worth looking at and she was probably a fucking rat. The
hard part would be having to kill her. Then again, Blaine would do it. He
’
d probably fuck her and then
kill her.

“
What
’
s with the deep thoughts?
”
Blaine asked.

“
My head
…
fuck it,
”
Landon said.
“
I
need a good smoke.
”

Blaine laughed and reached into his leather.
“
Ask and you shall receive.
”

They lit up a fresh joint and the deep inhales started to
calm Landon.

“
Now, we
need to talk business,
”
Blaine said.
“
Double team
business.
”

“
Good
Christ,
”
Landon said.
“
Let it go.
”

“
No, no,
not your treat in your room,
”
Blaine said.
“
My treat at
the end of the bar.
”

Blaine pointed and Landon looked at a voluptuous woman
leaning over the bar with massive breasts pouring from her small top.
Everything about her was fake, other than her obvious desire to spend the
evening with one of the guys in Back Down Devil.

“
You
know they
’
re fake, right?
”
Landon asked.

“
What?
Her tits? What the fuck do I care? They
’
ll
still feel the same smashing off my face, won
’
t
they?
”

“
She
’
ll give you black eyes.
”

“
Worth
it,
”
Blaine said. Blaine gave
Landon a serious look.
“
She
wants a double, bro.
”