Crash and Burn (9 page)

“
Yeah,
”
Landon said.

“
Good.
Now whether you guys realize it or not, my life is pretty cutthroat. Everyone
wants a piece of me and is ready to take a knife and ram it into my back. I
’
ve had employees steal
information and try to mess with me. I
’
ve
had deals fall through because pockets were lined without me looking. It
’
s honestly nonstop. I
’
m envious of you guys because
when there
’
s a problem you
can address it the proper way. You can use your fists, or your weapons. That
’
s what I need from you.
”

“
Our
fists and weapons?
”
Landon
asked.

Strokner nodded.
“
I
’
m at the helm of this land deal.
I can easily get this land from your group. Nothing is ever secure. Do I want
the fucking piece of land? No. But there
’
s
others who do. There
’
s a
guy named Charles that
’
s sniffing
around like the fat piece of shit he is, trying to swipe the deal behind my
back. If he does
…”

“
We get
it,
”
Landon said.
“
He gets the land. Bodies and
bones are found. Fingers point back to the MC.
”

“
I want
to send a clear message,
”
Strokner said.

“
You
want this guy dead,
”
Gaige
said.

“
Dead,
”
Strokner said.
“
But not just dead though
…
I want it explosive.
”

“
Christ,
”
Landon said.

“
Look, I
heard about what happened to your friend,
”
Strokner said.
“
That
’
s a damn shame he was almost
killed.
”

“
Blown
up,
”
Gaige said.
“
And you want us to blow someone
up?
”

“
Not
want. Need.
”

Landon saw the look on Gaige
’
s
face. This was serious and Strokner was going to get his fucking way.

“
We blow
up some suit?
”
Landon
asked.
“
What do we get in
return?
”

“
Protection
from me,
”
Strokner said.
“
I
’
ll
watch the land and anyone looking to get involved in it. Your fearless leader,
Miller, had some shit dealings in the past and burned a lot of bridges. It
’
s not just guys on motorcycles
that want to put your MC at the bottom of the ocean. You need me. And hell, I
’
ll admit, I need you.
”

“
I bet
you fucking creamed your pants when your daughter was killed,
”
Gaige said.
“
That finally gave you an opening
to us, didn
’
t it?
”

Strokner smiled.
“
Face
it
…
Rachel wasn
’
t going anywhere in her life.
She would have been a trophy wife and nothing more. Maybe her life was best
served as it was. Because look where it ended up.
”

“
That
’
s your fucking daughter,
”
Landon said.

“
Was my
daughter,
”
Strokner said.
“
Terribly sad. But back to
reality
…”
Strokner opened
the passenger door of the SUV and handed his cigar to the wounded driver.
“
Are you okay to drive?
”

“
Fine,
sir,
”
the driver said.

“
Good.
”
Strokner shut the door. He faced
Landon and Gaige again.
“
I
’
ll be in touch again soon with
the details. The name. The location. How I need this done.
”

“
How the
fuck do we know we can trust you?
”
Landon asked.

“
You can
’
t,
”
Strokner said.
“
But we have
common interests. That means peace exists between us. Take care now, gentlemen.
”

Strokner opened the passenger side back door to the SUV and
climb inside.

“
You
forgot your friend!
”
Gaige
yelled.

The SUV came forward and ran the dead man over before it
hung a tire squealing left turn and sped away.

“
Fucking
hell,
”
Gaige said.

Landon pulled out his gun again and emptied the rest of the
clip into the body.

“
Did
that feel good?
”
Gaige
asked.

“
No,
”
Landon said.

It didn
’
t
feel good at all.

What felt good was Avery. Her mouth around him. Her body
against him in his bed.

Fuck.

eleven.

Avery hated spending someone else
’
s money. She had the motorcycle money in her bag.
That was going to be her escape money, but right now escaping was not an
option. Not with the black car waiting outside for her. Not with that massive
looking guy standing at the door with his arms crossed, looking ready to beat
the hell out of anyone that looked at him the wrong way.

There was more than enough money for what Avery really
needed. She grabbed shirts, pants, socks, and panties. When she looked at
panties, she thought of Landon. For a brief moment she caught herself actually
picking out certain ones she thought Landon would like.

Shit.

Avery reminded herself that she wasn
’
t there for another biker and she definitely wasn
’
t there to fall for anyone.
Landon had brought her to his MC because he thought she was involved with that
bombing in the lot. It was obvious she had nothing to do with it, so there was
no more reason for her to be there, unless Landon had other plans with her
…

Avery paid for the clothing and spotted a side hallway leading
to an exit out back. She could just slip away right now. There was no need to
bring any trouble to Landon or his MC. If Bry was going to chase her down, he
’
d do so no matter what. Bry didn
’
t understand the rules of a true
MC and she was certain he didn
’
t
understand that power of a real MC. Images of Landon stabbing that guy flashed
in her mind. It wasn
’
t
fighting. It was violence. It was revenge. It was all about sending a clear
message.

As Avery walked the side hall to the backdoor she felt
guilty. She couldn
’
t stop
thinking about the way Landon reacted when she told him about her past.
Thinking of Bry made her sick to her stomach. He used to hit her, hold her
down, and force himself upon her and inside her. The worst part was that Bry
was big, but it wasn
’
t
muscle. Avery could have fought back sooner, maybe from day one even. It was
guilt that made her wonder if she stayed because she wanted him to rape her and
hurt her. Pain made it easy to have an excuse.

By the time Avery got to the backdoor, she was on the verge
of crying. She really needed to go. Landon didn
’
t
need this kind of mess in his life. Fuck, Avery had wept while pleasuring
Landon. She had swung at him, multiple times, when he touched her in the dark.
That proved just how fresh those memories of Bry were and it proved that it
would take a shit ton of time to sort through it all.

Outside, Avery moved to the left. She gently broke out into
a jog, right to the end of an alley, and then surveyed the surrounding area.
The beach to her left, the town to her right. She needed to go straight.
Straight was south. Avery could get out of town, rest a day, then maybe pick up
a beat up car, and then
…
what?

It killed her to think about what would come next.

Avery crossed the street and made her way toward another
alley. She could sneak her way through town, like she had been doing before
that pizza fiasco that sent Landon crashing into her life.

When Avery turned to go down the alley, she almost screamed.
Halfway down the alley was one of Bry
’
s
guys. Sitting on a motorcycle, no helmet, a skull bandana pulled down from his
mouth while he held out what must have been a picture of Avery. He was talking
to someone, but the second he saw Avery, he pushed the man out of his way and
started to ride. The motorcycle roared like thunder in the narrow alley. Avery
told herself to run.
Run like hell.
Find a store to go into and hide.

But she couldn
’
t.

This was it. This was happening. Bry was looking. Bry was
going to find her. Bry was going to get her again. Her mind was too frightened
to imagine the punishment there would be for leaving. He
’
d lock her up. He
’
d
put her in the basement of the shitty bar and leave her there. She
’
d be fed once a day. She
’
d be brought up from the
basement only to be thrown to Bry
’
s
bed for his enjoyment and nothing else.

This was her fate.

Avery finally found the ability to move. She took one step
back, then another, and slowly, she regained her senses, but her steps were no
match to the speed of the motorcycle coming at her.

Then Avery hit a brick wall. Or so it felt like one. She
jumped and turned to find the man from the black car standing there.

“
What
the fuck are you doing?
”
he
bellowed.

“
Help,
”
Avery whispered as a tear fell
from her eye.

The man looked and began to assess the scene. He grabbed
Avery by the arm and swung her from the alley against the building next to the
alley. He stepped out of the way and stood.

“
What
are you doing?
”
Avery
asked.

The man ignored her. The rumble of the motorcycle kept
coming, growing louder. Avery wasn
’
t
sure if Bry would send his guys with guns or if the guys were crazy enough to
use guns.

The sound grew even more fierce and Avery saw the motorcycle
come from the alley. Before she could even think about screaming or running,
the man protecting her stepped forward and put his long, massive arm out and
clotheslined the guy right off the motorcycle. Avery gasped as the motorcycle
continued a few feet before the front wheel swayed and the motorcycle crashed
to the ground.

“
Holy
shit,
”
Avery whispered.

The guy protecting her had his hand around the other guy
’
s throat and lifted him off the
ground with ease.

“
Who are
you?
”

Avery knew Bry
’
s
guy wouldn
’
t say a word
about who he was.

“
I
’
m here for her,
”
he whispered.
“
This has nothing to do with you.
”

“
Get out
of this town or I will kill you.
”

It was a solid threat and he made sure it was known by
throwing Bry
’
s man against
the wall. The thud was sickening.

“
Don
’
t even fucking walk away from me
again,
”
the man bellowed to
Avery.
“
That
’
s going to cost Landon a ton of
cash.
”

He put a hand to Avery
’
s
back and led the way down the street. Avery felt imprisoned again. She looked
back and saw Bry
’
s man
struggling to his feet.

“
You
should have killed him,
”
Avery said.
“
That
’
s going to be a big problem now
…”

“
I don
’
t care,
”
the man said.
“
I
was paid to take you around town and protect you. I wasn
’
t sent on a fucking kill mission.
”

Avery realized then that there was no escape from everything
happening around her. That meant no escaping this big chunk of muscle
protecting her. That meant no escaping Landon. And it meant no escaping Bry.

Someone was going to end up dead in all this. It wasn
’
t a matter of
if
someone was
going to die, it was a matter of
who
and
when
.

Avery got into the black car and stared out the window.

She felt protected, but she felt alone again.

twelve.

Landon wasn
’
t
in the mood to deal with anymore bullshit for the day. He wanted to drink the
afternoon away and gear up for the fights. He
’
d
feel better pounding on some asshole
’
s
face for a little while, winning the cash to pay for Jonesy, and helping the MC
track down the people who tried to kill Shay and ended up hurting Erik.

It still left Avery. Landon needed to deal with her on his
own. But not today. Nothing would make sense to her. Why he gave her more money
to get clothes and why he paid for someone to protect her to get those clothes.

Landon was halfway done with a beer when Blaine emerged from
the back of the clubhouse. He saw Landon and clapped his hands together.

“
Don
’
t fuck with me,
”
Landon warned.

Blaine slithered onto a barstool and ordered a shot. He
downed it and smiled.
“
It
’
s time, bro. Right now.
”

“
Time
for what?
”

“
Our
deal. Right now. She
’
s in
my room.
”

“
She
…
?
”
Then it came back to Landon.
“
The
deal.
”

“
That
’
s right. She wants us man. Come
on.
”

Landon stared at Blaine. He shook his head.
“
Blaine
…”

“
Bro. I
told you how it works. You take her pussy. It
’
s
tight and sweet, just what you need before the fights tonight.
”

“
And you
’
re going to the other hole,
”
Landon said.
“
With our
…
stuff so close
…”

“
Who
gives a fuck? We do this for her and she
’
ll
do anything for me and to me. I need this. I
’
ve
been eyeing this for a while.
”

“
There
is so much happening right now,
”
Landon said.

“
And we
both need this. They
’
re
called
relievers
for a fucking reason, man.
”

Landon looked back to the clubhouse door. He thought of
Avery. His heart tore a little as he stood from the barstool. Landon had never
been loyal to anything besides the MC. Why start now? Avery was just some chick
passing through town. She had a rough gig up north and Landon thought she had
something to do with the bombing. Which meant nothing else mattered. If
anything, Landon should have arranged for her to be taken away and hidden
somewhere until she could figure out how to survive on her own.

“
Let
’
s go,
”
Landon said.
“
Right
now. One chance at this.
”

“
Fucking
right, brother,
”
Blaine
said.

“
I need
a fucking shot first.
”

“
Order
up
…”

Landon took the shot and followed Blaine. He couldn't
believe he was actually going to do this. But he needed it. Fuck, did he need
it. Plus, Blaine did have a point - being able to release before a fight would
definitely help.

And it couldn
’
t
be Avery. If Landon fucked Avery, there was a chance feelings would mess
everything up even more.

Blaine opened his bedroom door and there stood the woman with
the massive chest. Her breasts were so obviously fake, but Blaine didn
’
t give a shit. It didn
’
t do much for Landon. Blaine
eased his way to the naked woman and cupped her breasts. His thumbs grazed her
nipples and he put his head back and groaned.

“
I
’
ve been fucking waiting to touch
these
…”

“
Let
’
s do this,
”
Landon said.

“
Come
here then,
”
the woman said.

When Landon got within striking distance, the woman grabbed
between his legs. She squeezed him and smiled. Landon was hard. He was a man
and there was a naked woman in front of him. Huge tits, smooth body, everything
shaved.

That
’
s
all it took.

“
Where
are the condoms?
”
Landon
asked.

“
Top
drawer,
”
Blaine said.

Landon opened the drawer and took out two condoms. He kept
one for himself and tossed one to Blaine. Blaine already had his pants open and
was ready to drop them.

“
Wait a
second,
”
the woman said.
“
You can
’
t attack me.
”

“
Why the
fuck not?
”
Landon asked.
“
You want this, right?
”

“
You
first,
”
the woman said and
pointed to Landon.
“
Okay?
Once you
’
re in
…
then
…”

“
That
’
s fine,
”
Blaine said.
“
That
’
s fine.
”

Landon unhooked his belt buckle and opened his pants. He
couldn
’
t believe he was
doing this in front of Blaine. He dropped his jeans and boxers to his knees,
his cock popping free.

“
Damn,
”
Blaine said.
“
Nice cock, brother.
”

“
Fuck,
man,
”
Landon said.
“
Stare at the naked woman.
”

“
Sorry,
”
Blaine said.
“
It
’
s
just
…
wow
…”

“
Wow,
”
the woman said as she reached
for Landon. She stroked him. Landon thought about Avery. Avery
’
s hand was smaller which meant
it took her longer to stroke him. She had to work more for it and that was
sexier.

Landon opened the condom wrapper and the woman moved to the
bed. Once ready, Landon came to the bed, but didn
’
t
get on it. He was not going to get into a bed with a woman and Blaine.

The woman was on her right side, left leg bent, exposing her
to Landon and Blaine. She touched between her legs and rubbed, then moved her
finger back to her ass. Blaine groaned again.

“
Do it,
”
the woman said.

“
Fuck,
”
Landon whispered.

He did not want to do this.

He bent his knees and pressed against the woman
’
s opening. With one thrust, he
sank deep into her. She let out a long cry and gripped the bed. She bit the
sheets as Landon pulled out. He thrust again, this time grunting.

Landon started to fuck harder and faster, letting the
frustration out. He put a hand to the woman
’
s
thick leg and cupped her thick ass. When he squeezed she cried out. She
released her hold on the bed sheet and grabbed her own breast as she moaned.

“
Fuck,
yes,
”
she cried out.

“
Christ,
”
Blaine said.

Landon
’
s
thrusts were so hard that his body crashed into the woman. Each thrust brought
a louder cry from her. To Landon, he saw nothing. He simply felt the woman
’
s wet body around him, pulling.
If he tried to see or think, it all went back to Avery.

He was soon fucking her so fast the slaps of their bodies
echoed almost as loud as the woman
’
s
cries of pleasure.
Or maybe they were cries of pain.

“
Okay,
okay,
”
Blaine said.

He walked over to the bed and Landon eased up a little. He
moved his hand off the woman
’
s
ass and touched her waist.

“
No,
stop,
”
the woman said. She
reached for Blaine.
“
Let
him come. Please.
”

“
I
thought
…
,
”
Blaine said.

“
I
changed my mind,
”
the woman
said, gasping for air.
“
Let
him finish. Then you can do anything you want.
”

Landon was okay with that. He was damn close already. Before
Blaine could mutter another word, Landon went right back to the same speed. The
woman had her mouth open and instantly lost her voice. It became red faced
squeaks. She reached for the bed, twisting her body so her chest was almost
pointing up. Her massive chest bounced like crazy. Blaine rushed to the other
side of Landon and grabbed her breasts. Landon didn
’
t give a fuck. He wanted to come. He wanted the
release. He wanted it all to go away right now.

Blaine held the woman
’
s
breasts.
“
Bro, you almost
done?
”

“
Fuck
off,
”
Landon groaned.

He closed his eyes and pictured Avery. The rush started
throughout his body. He bent his knees, unable to control himself now. He was
right there
…
the wave cresting
…

He exploded into the condom and thrust hard. The woman put a
hand over Blaine
’
s hand on
her breast and whimpered.

“
It
’
s okay,
”
Blaine said.
“
It
’
s okay, baby
…”

Landon kept coming, throbbing, spilling again and again. He
closed his eyes again and saw Avery again. His body thrust, bouncing the woman
and the bed. She moaned and he growled.

“
Wow,
that was fucking great,
”
Blaine said.

“
Just
fucking great
…”

Landon opened his eyes at the sound of the voice. He pulled
out of the woman and turned.

“
Oh, fuck,
”
Blaine whispered.

Nobody had shut the fucking door. And there was Avery,
standing with the same look on her face as she had when she admitted to Landon
that she had been raped.

“
Fuck,
”
Landon said.

Just
…
fuck
…