The Devils Fighter (The Devils Soldiers mc)

by Cilla Lee

  “Earth to Scythe” I turn lookin' at Cookie frownin’.

  “What?”

  “Did you fuckin’ hear anything I just said!”

  “Nope,” I tell him

  “I said you sure you’re gonna be able to fight her.”

  “Why would you say that?”

  “Cause the way you look at her man; it's like you wanna fuckin’ eat her” I smile.

  “I fuckin’ do Brother,” he laughs slappin’ me on the back laughin’.

  We watch as Widow beats Tucker in the third round, he got one lucky hit to her ribs, as she lowered her head. I thought it was all over when she spun fast elbowin’ Tucker in the side of the head. I watched in slow motion as he went down and she turned him over puttin’ him in a chokehold, his face turned red, and he tapped out just before he passed out which meant we were fightin’ each other tomorrow. I felt fuckin’ sick to my stomach, how could I fight her. I look across the ring, and she's watchin’ me, Razor steps into the ring grabbin' the mic again, and we all quieten down

  “Scythe, Widow Maker,” he says as we both stand and he motions us into the ring, I let her walk in first. Her smell hittin’ my senses and my body react to her, my dick knows she's just in front of me, and he wants to play. I adjust my dick, hearin' some of the guys laugh, I mean she's in her tiny boy shorts and a sports bra. She stands on the other side of Razor, but I can still smell her, she smells like vanilla and peaches my dick hard.

  “OUR LAST TWO!” Razor yells liftin’ both our arms, everyone cheers and I look over at Widow the same time she looks at me; she's still impassive, her face gives nothin’ away (fuck she'd be good at poker) she just doesn’t have one tell, Razor turns to us

  “Get some sleep tomorrow is a big day” I look at Widow, but she's just starin’ at me with pure determination in her eyes.

  ****

  Ava

  I'm lifted up in the air by Hawk “You did good darlin’” he says

  “Thanks”

  “You think you can take him,” he gestures towards Scythe, I'm defiantly having my doubts he's fast strong and knows exactly what he's doing. I look up at him as he looks down at me.

  “What's wrong?” I need to let out some steam, and my only release that I like to do is fuck or scream

  “I need some time alone,” I tell him, and he frowns at me.

  “Why?” I close my eyes

  “Your gonna think this is nuts, but I need to let out some steam” he looks at me.

  “What the fuck are you talkin’ about?” I roll my eyes at him

  “It's just something I need do,” he frowns at me like I've just grown two heads.

  “How?”

  “It's private.”

  “Widow!”

  “Hawk it's nothing dramatic, I just need a quiet place with no people” he frowns at me again.

  “I know a place,” a feminine voice says behind me, and I turn to see Niya Colt's Old Lady standing there.

  “You do!” she nods her head at me, I look at Hawk, but he just shrugs his shoulders at me.

  “I can take you if you need.”

  “You sure.”

  “Yeah, I've got my truck outside, we can go now.”

  “You sure I don't want to put you out,” she smiles shaking her head.

  “Hey, us women have to stick together,” she says smiling.

  “Ok, let’s go” I pull on my sweats and follow her out to a huge Ford Ranger.

  “Is this your truck?” I ask her as I get in

  “Yeah Colt insists I have it, I mean I like it but look at me. I look like I'm twelve sitting behind it and I'm small already” I laugh, as she puts the truck in drive. Where driving for about ten minutes when she pulls off the road, and I sit up

  “It's just through the trees” as we pass the tree line the ocean is in front of us, I get out and so does she and we walk to the shoreline.

  “Wow,” I say looking out.

  “It's beautiful, isn't it” I nod my head just staring at the water.

  “So why did you wanna come here” I turn my head to look at her, noticing we sort of look the same just her complexion is a little darker, but our features height and her body is thinner around the waist where mine is all lean

  “I need to scream,” I tell her and she laughs.

  “Well, this is the place to do it.”

  I stand at the water’s edge taking a deep breath in and scream at the top of my lungs until all the air is out of my lungs and then I do it, again and again, each scream has the tension in my body disappearing. When I stop, I look back at her, and she's smiling.

  “Does it help?” I nod

  “Yep, all the shit that builds up, I just let all out and go with each scream.”

  “Well, that was a lot of screaming” I laugh sitting down on the sand.

  “You should try it,” I tell her and she looks at me gets up, steps forward, and I watch as she fills her lungs with air letting it go with a scream. I laugh as she does it as she takes another air full screaming again, when she's done she sits next to me.

  “Fuck that did help” I look at her “what?” she says

  “You just seem too nice to swear,” she smiles.

  “I usually don't, but when it's called for I do.”

  “So why are you screaming,” I ask her as I lift a handful of sand up and let it run through my fingers

  “Teenage sister,” she says, and I look at her.

  “Oh yeah, she giving you shit,” she shakes her head no.

  “No, Zoey’s great, I just… I don’t know she’s eighteen soon and she’s leaving to go off to college” I look at her.

  “To where?”

  “Stanford, god I’m gonna miss her so much,” I think about Justin, and I know I’d miss him if he wasn’t around.

  “I get it,” I tell her, and she looks at me.

  “Yeah,” I nod

  “Yeah” we sit there for a while in silence just seagulls above and the sounds of waves hitting the shore.

  “Can I ask you why you’re fighting” I look at her, and she has the same look my mother has when she found out why we were coming here (a mother look for sure)

  “Honestly” she nods

  “I'm fighting for my Cut.”

  “What?” she asks frowning at me.

  “My Cut, the only way Preacher’s going to give it to me is if I win.”

  “Shit,” she says, and I smile.

  “Exactly”

  “Why do you want to join the club” I look out into the ocean (why did I want to join respect the feeling of belonging)

  “I watched my dad, my whole life and the respect he got from people and the patch it gives it to you.”

  “Couldn't you just be an Old Lady” I shake my head.

  “I want more; I want them to treat me as an equal you know. I watch my mom and dad and the way they are, my mom just following blindly behind my dad and I didn't want that. I want to be equal I want to show them that women are just as good,” she doesn't say anything for a while but what she says next shocks me.

  “I get it; my dad was a piece of shit that beat me almost every day of my life. And if the club hadn't killed him, I would be the one that's dead. Growing up, my dad was fearless to me, a monster you know cause that's all I knew. But when the club came to our house and took him I seen it, they were the grim reaper coming to collect. I watch people giving the guys respect all the time, so I do get it, I know that feeling of wanting more” We sit there for a little while longer, the sun slowly going down “You ready to head back” she asks the cool air giving me goosebumps

  “Yeah” as we get back to the truck, she looks at me.

  “I totally get that,” she says, pointing to the ocean, and I smile getting back in the truck.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Scythe

  I watch as she walks in with Niya, headin’ straight for us “Hey baby! Where you been?” Colt, asks Niya.

  “Nowhere in particular,” she says, Widow
just standin’ there.

  “Well, Niya thanks for your help,” she says, her voice vibratin’ through me.

  “Anytime” she goes to walk off, but stops turnin' back.

  “Niya, what I told you, it's strictly between us” Niya nods.

  “My lips are sealed Widow, don't worry,” and I wonder what the fuck that was about

  “Cool, thanks” she looks at me givin' me a chin lift, and I notice her nipples through her top; she's either very cold or horny. She looks down at her chest and smiles leanin' down like she's going to kiss me, but whispers in my ear “Get some sleep honey your gonna need all your energy” she says my dick almost explodes right there like a fuckin’ teenager. Her smell invadin’ my senses vanilla, peaches, and the ocean, a bead of sweat forming on my brow. I tilt my head, so my lips run over her cheek, and I feel her rub her own cheek on mine.

  “After I beat your ass tomorrow baby you’re gonna be on your knees suckin’ on my cock until I'm coming down that sexy neck of yours” I whisper and she smiles.

  “Is that a challenge” I turn my head so our lips are millimeters apart, if I move just that tiny bit we'd be kissin’ our eyes lock, and hers dilate.

  “Do you want it to be?” I ask prayin’ she’ll say yes

  “Let’s make it interesting than,” she says pullin’ back a bit and I miss her already.

  “Ok”

  “I'll suck your cock for as long as you want me to if you win and if I win you pleasure me all night anyway I want” I smile at her.

  “I think I win either way baby” she smiles.

  “We'll see,” she says standin’ up, and I notice people watchin’ us, she winks at me walkin' off.

  “Brother your fucked” I hear turnin' and look at Stryker.

  “I think I might lose on purpose” they all frown at me.

  “Don't you fuckin’ dare!” Cookie says, and I look at him laughin'

  *

  The night goes by fast Cookie, and I play pool against Hawk and Boogie “So, you think you can beat our girl?” Hawk says, and I look up at him.

  “Your girl.”

  “Yes, our girl,” he says again.

  “She your Old Lady,” I ask grindin' my teeth at the thought of it, but he laughs.

  “Fuck no! I feel sorry for any man who tries to get her to sit behind him on his bike she'd probably stab him” we all laugh.

  “Yeah, she seems like the type.”

  “Trust me she fuckin’ is.”

  “Magic and her seem tight” I look over to where her and Magic are sittin’ next to each other.

  “Nah, don't read anything into it there just friends, he sees her as a little sister.”

  “You sure” (it sure as fuck doesn’t look like it)

  “Yeah man I'm sure,” Hawk says

  “So were you surprised Preacher made her a Prospect” he smiles lookin’ over at her.

  “Fuck no! When that woman wants somethin’, she makes sure she gets it” (fuck I hope she wants me as bad as I want her)

  ****

  Ava

  I watch Scythe playing pool with Hawk and Boogie, every time he bends over to take a shot my panties get wetter by the minute. When I came in with Niya I couldn't help it, I know winking at him was dumb but god I couldn't stop myself. The man has me all twisted inside, and when I leaned down, and his aftershave hit my nose, I swear I orgasmed just then. He smelt of leather which has always turned me on and oranges and spices my mouth watering just being near him. But when he said about sucking on his cock, I swear my ovaries were screaming at me to push him back and mount him, my pussy tingling at the thought (fuck I need to get laid again)

  “You into him,” Magic asks me, and I shake my head, and he raises his eyebrow at me “The way you where eye fuckin’ him I thought you were.”

  “Fuck off! I was not!”

  “You fuckin’ where and I'm worried” I look at him and sit up.

  “Why?”

  “Because if you like him, it means emotions are in play, and you lose” I sit back

  “I know how to keep it in my pants, thank you very much.”

  “Just make sure you do.”

  “Why, what do you lose if I lose?” he looks at me.

  “A sister” for the first time my visard cracks and tears come to my eyes, I stand up fast.

  “I'm going to bed,” I tell him walkin' out fast before anyone can see Magic's words affected me, I'm halfway up the stairs when Summer comes out of one of the rooms.

  “Hi,” she says, smiling.

  “Hey”

  “Would you like some company?” she asks.

  “No, not tonight.”

  “Oh, ok well good luck for tomorrow.”

  “Thanks,” I say making my way up to my room, I'm just about to open the door when I hear a woman moan (what the fuck) I open the door seein' Rex fucking one of the whores on my bed.

  “What the fuck?” I say, and he looks up at me

  “Fuck Widow! Thought you were downstairs.”

  “Yeah fuckhead I was, now I'm not, so get the fuck out” he stands up, tucking his dick in, the redhead on the bed is the same chick I saw yesterday sucking off Venom. They both walk past me, and I lay on the bed, the smell of her sickly perfume hitting my nose “Fuck!” I stand up pullin' the sheets off of the bed and throwin' them to the floor “Fucking bitches” I don't mind Old Ladies but club whores fuck no, I mean Summer was nice and I know I shouldn't have, but fuck Scythe has me masturbating none stop.

  *

  I wake the next morning early sleep took ages last night, and when I did get to sleep, I dreamt of Scythe god he has my emotions on a fucking rollercoaster. I've done nothing but think about him since I've been here, everywhere I go I think about him. My every waking hour is consumed by him, I've never thought of a guy like this, and it's putting me off kilter. I hate this maybe if we just fuck, I'll stop thinking about him (yeah that's it just sexual chemistry). Once I win the fight, I'll fuck his brains out (shit what if doesn't want anything to do with me if I do win). “ARGH!” I yell to the empty room, I lay there for ages clearing my mind thinking of today’s fight and thinking about winning my Cut (fuck I want it so bad).

  I get up undo my hair and step into the shower, as I run my fingers through it Scythe comes to mind. Him threading his fingers through my hair pulling me down to suck on his cock, fuck I can almost imagine his taste, oranges and spices not sweet or sour just the perfect combination of both. I moan, running my finger over my nipples tweaking my piercings, and a tingle makes me moan, I pull on them a little harder moving my hand down and rubbing my fingers over my clit rubbing the little piercing I have on my hood. I rub it in little circles moaning louder imaging his tongue flicking it, spreading my legs I imagine his tongue lightly flick my clit. I move my hand down lower inserting a finger into my aching core; I stand in the shower fingering myself, my pussy pulsing (fuck yes, I needed that) I'll give it to Scythe, he has definitely got my spank bank full. As I come out of the bathroom, my dad is sitting on my bed. “What the fuck dad I could have come out of here naked?” he looks up at me, and I see the concern on his face. Something my dad never does, he's too much like me, or me like him never showing weakness. “What's wrong?” I ask standing there in my towel