by London Casey
Blaine laughed. He put his hands to Landon’s shoulders and looked at him. “Hey, bro, what’s happening up top?”
“I’m fine.”
“No… up top, behind me. You have that chick up there with Emily. What the fuck?”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Hey, I’m going to worry about. After what you told me…”
“We’re here to get the cash to get answers,” Landon said. “Leave Avery out of it.”
“Can you?”
“She’s out of it.”
“Then why the fuck is she sitting up there? She yours now? You a committed man or some shit?”
“Blaine, you don’t have a fucking clue,” Landon said. “Let it go.”
“Yeah, okay.” Blaine pushed away from the Landon. “I just don’t want anymore of my brothers to be in danger, you know?”
“No danger here,” Landon said. “I’m helping her and she’s helping me. That’s all anyone needs to know right now.”
Blaine walked back to the fight just in time for Gaige to stroll over and sit next to Landon.
“You going to give me shit about Avery?” Landon asked.
“What? Oh, the chick? I don’t give a fuck, bro. No offense. What you do… that’s you, man. She and Emily seem to be getting along.”
“Are you picturing them going down on each other?” Landon asked.
“Fucking right I am,” Gaige laughed.
“Me too.”
“Hey, about Strokner… man, I thought my message…”
“The eyes,” Landon said. “Fuck it. It was a good message. Fuck him, too. Did you talk to Miller yet?”
“No.”
“We’ll get him at the table then,” Landon said. “It might do us good to keep Strokner on a leash. He wants us to kill some fucking business guy. Not a problem. He’s dumb enough to trust us, you know that, right?”
“Yeah, I do,” Gaige said. “But where’s the end in this?”
Landon jumped off the table. “The end in all of this? Death. Between then and now is life. What happens in life… well, that’s up to us, I guess.”
Gaige hugged Landon.
A few minutes later the call came for Landon to fight again.
His third and final fight. The fight that was quite literally for all the money.
Landon walked through the crowd again. Guys screamed for him to win, some screamed for him to lose. One guy called him a ‘fucking pussy’ and before Landon could turn to rip the guy’s throat out, Blaine was right there knocking the guy to his ass. A little fight broke out, but Landon didn't stick around to see how it played out.
He went to the circle and stood there. His opponent entered the circle. He was about his size. The only difference was that this guy hadn’t fought yet. And the guy had his rings on.
“What’s this?” Landon pointed.
“I’m keeping them,” the guy said. “You can fuck yourself.”
The middle man remained between Landon and the other guy. There was a tattoo across the guy’s chest that read DECK.
“Are you Deck?” Landon asked.
“Fuck you,” the guy said.
“You can’t wear those rings,” the middle man said.
“Then the fight’s off,” Deck said. “Everyone collects their bets back…”
“No,” Landon said. “I’ll fight.”
“The rules…,” the middle man said.
“Fuck the rules,” Landon said.
“Fuck them,” Deck said.
This guy was a complete idiot. Even if Landon lost the fight, Deck would get his world rocked by other crews on the way out. Leaving the rings on was a sign of disrespect to the fight. If Landon lost, all those with money on the fight would be pissed because Deck left his rings on.
None of that mattered to Landon because he wasn’t going to lose the fight.
“Let’s get this going,” Landon said.
“Are you sure?” the middle man asked. “If you get hit…”
“I don’t give a fuck,” Landon said. “Call it. Now.”
The middle man backed away and it was time to fight. Deck was the first to throw a punch, hitting Landon in the gut. The hard rings against his bare skin hurt, but it was nothing compared to the first punch Deck landed against Landon’s face. The rings were like knives, slicing and cutting. Landon stumbled back, to the crowd’s dismay, as they ooohhh’ed over the sight. Deck was ruthless, charging right at Landon, hitting him again, taking him to one knee.
The next hit sent Landon to the ground on his back. Deck had a hand to Landon’s throat and he squeezed.
“Fucking loser,” Deck said. “Trying to be some kind of fucking hero.”
Landon sucked on his bottom lip as much as he could, collecting his own blood. He spit blood into Deck’s face. Deck screamed and let go of Landon, trying to wipe his face. Landon rushed to his feet. Enough was enough with this asshole.
A quick one-two punch, ribs and chin, sent Deck spinning backwards. When Deck swung at Landon, Landon moved. He slammed a fist into Deck’s ribs and felt something crack. Deck dropped to one knee and clutched his side. He put a hand out. He was gasping for air. As a sign of respect, most guys would have held off for a second, but Landon was out of patience and care. Especially if Deck was going to keep his rings on.
“Fuck you,” Landon said.
He swung hard and hit Deck in the side of the head. Deck spun and hit the ground. He put his hands out and pushed up, keeping himself in the fight. Landon looked back and up, and saw Avery standing, her eyes wide. He couldn’t stop looking at her, even when the crowd cheered and yelled for Landon. Then came the warning cries. He ignored those too.
What the fuck was it about this chick?
Landon never felt this way before…
A ring filled fist connected with his left cheek as Avery pointed and jumped, trying to warn him about Deck.
Landon spun and was on his hands and knees a second later. Deck kicked him in the ribs - once, twice, and the third time sent Landon to his back. Deck placed his foot on Landon’s chest and raised his arms. But this wasn’t a fucking victory, not by a long shot. Pissed off even more, Landon grabbed Deck’s foot and twisted it. His ankle snapped like a twig and Deck let out a horrendous scream. He stumbled back and yelled each time he tried to put pressure on his ankle. Landon got to his feet to finish the fight.
Another one-two punch to the face took Deck to his knees. Landon grabbed him by the hair and pulled.
“Are you done?” Landon asked.
“Done… please… my…”
“Fuck you.”
Landon spit into Deck’s mouth as he tried to speak. He then hit Deck and sent him to the ground. Right then, the fight was over. The crowd erupted in cheers for Landon and Back Down Devil for taking the night by storm. Landon wasn’t done though. His feelings for Avery had him on such an edge. He spotted one of Deck’s hands on the ground, rings on his fingers, and it gave Landon an idea. He reached down and took off one of the rings and put it on his right hand. Deck’s crew was moving through the crowd, but they weren’t there in time.
Landon started to unleash on Deck, punch after punch to his face, with the thick ring on his finger. Deck screamed as blood sprayed all around. The crowd grew silent. Landon saw Deck’s guys make it to the circle yet he still didn’t stop punching. One of the guys tackled Landon away and Landon started swinging at that guy. It had become chaos. Landon then spotted Gaige, Jace, and Nate ripping the guy off him and helping to keep the brawl from becoming deadly.
“Fuck off,” Nate yelled.
“Fuck you guys. This fight was called…”
“He fucking wore rings,” Gaige said. “It’s only fair…”
Jace helped Landon to his feet.
“It’s done,” Landon said. He took the ring off his finger and threw it at the lifeless body on the ground. “Fucking done.”
Back Down Devil MC started to cheer and whistle, bringing the crowd back to life. Deck was lifted by two of his
guys and carried out of the circle and through the crowd. Landon was in between Gaige and Jace as they walked through the crowd. When they reached Miller, he grabbed Landon by the shoulders and threw him to the table.
“What the fuck was that about?” Miller yelled. “You almost cost us…”
“I didn’t,” Landon said. “It’s fair now. Look at my fucking face. I took those shots for the MC.”
“Hey, let’s take a breath,” Gaige said.
“Where’s Griffin?” Miller asked. “Get the fucking money and get the fuck out of here. I want a meeting tonight. You hear me? Tonight.”
Miller slammed his beer bottle off the table, letting it shatter. Landon didn’t move, still catching his breath. He looked up again and saw Avery standing with Emily. The look in Avery’s eyes was fear. He had officially scared her.
The two women were then guided down from the ladder.
Gaige punched Landon in the shoulder. “Come on, bro. Let’s get you cleaned up and out of here. Don’t worry about Miller.”
“I don’t give a shit about him,” Landon said. “I did my job.”
Landon stood and walked to Avery. Something bold rushed through his veins. He took her by the waist and lifted her, carrying her to the back of the crowd until she hit a wall. Her hands gripped his flexed, sweaty muscles as he held her tight.
“Landon…”
“Avery…”
Avery looked surprised. “You said my name again…”
He pressed himself against Avery, against the building, and kissed her. She touched his face without worry or question. The sweat and blood smeared across his face as Avery moved her hands. Landon was never so turned on in all his life. He wanted to tear Avery’s clothes off right then and there and fuck her against that wall.
But the kiss came to an end. Landon’s nose was against Avery’s. He was still breathing heavy, but it wasn’t from the fight. Fights didn’t work him up like this. Fights were second nature. All this… this shit… this was something different.
For the first time ever, Landon was actually falling for someone.
seventeen.
There was a party to be had, but Landon wanted nothing to do with it. He climbed on his motorcycle and Avery sat behind him. Gaige and Nate spotted him and rushed to his side.
“Wait for us,” Gaige said. “You shouldn’t ride alone.”
“Don’t do this because of me,” Landon said. “I did my job here. I have to get out of here.”
“We’ll all go,” Nate said.
Landon looked back. Miller and Blaine were standing shoulder to shoulder. Miller looked pissed off. Landon gave a nod and Miller raised his chin. The silent conversation was more than enough for Landon.
“I’m going,” he said.
“We’re riding with you,” Gaige said. “Then we’ll come back to clean up and clear out. A lot of people want to see you though, bro.”
“Fuck them. Fuck everyone.”
“Careful, man,” Nate said. “Things are tense as it is around here.”
“Which is why I’m leaving. I won my fights. The MC is getting paid. We all move forward.”
Landon started the motorcycle. The crowd made an opening for him (and for Gaige and Nate who hurried to follow). The crowd cheered and touched Landon as he wore his leather cut with nothing under it. He had used his t-shirt to wipe his face from the sweat and blood.
Once out of the lot and down the alley, Landon took off. His body ached for Avery. Between his legs he was stiff and it wasn’t going to go away. He couldn’t do what he did in the shower again. Jacking himself proved nothing. It felt good. He came. But the true urge never went away.
Speeding through the streets of Frelen, the motorcycles sounded like thunder crying into the night. The noise would definitely piss people off, and most definitely scare more than a few. Again, Landon had no care for anyone around him except Avery. Tonight he would figure it all out.
At the clubhouse, Landon parked the motorcycle. Gaige and Nate were side by side, facing him.
“Walk to the door,” Landon said to Avery.
She walked away and Landon turned to his brothers.
“You good here?” Gaige asked.
“Fine.”
“Bro, whatever is going through your head, it will work out. Believe it.”
“I just want this shit to settle,” Landon said. “I want answers and I want revenge where needed.”
“We’ll get that,” Nate said. “Take care with her.”
Gaige put a hand out and Landon took it. He hugged Gaige and walked to Nate to do the same.
“You were fucking wild, brother,” Gaige said. “Remember that. You saved our ass tonight.”
“Yeah, thanks,” Landon said.
Upstairs, Landon went behind the bar and grabbed four beers. He gripped them with one hand and gripped Avery’s hand with the other. Down the hall and to his room. Landon opened his door and kicked it shut. He locked it and put the beer down. The sight of Avery was too much already. He reached for Avery, grabbing her shirt and pulling her close. Her hands slid under his leather cut and pushed it down his arms.
“Dangerous move, sweetheart,” Landon said. “Taking off a man’s cut.”
“I’ll take the chance,” Avery whispered.
Landon let his leather fall to the floor. Her hands explored his chest. When she ran down his sides, his right side was still tender thanks to that one asshole kicking him in the ribs.
“Sorry,” Avery said.
“Don’t be. Don’t stop.”
Avery leaned down and kissed his ribs. Avery kissed his chest and started to move up, the opposite direction of what Landon was used to with a woman in his room. She kissed his chin and moved up to his mouth and that’s when Landon took control. He grabbed Avery’s face with both hands and kept her at a short distance.
“You’re bleeding,” Avery whispered.
“Does that bother you?” Landon asked.
“No.”
Avery pushed forward and Landon eased his grip. He allowed Avery to close in on him again. Her lips gently touched his swollen cheek. She kissed him twice and then pulled back. Landon saw a trace of blood on her lips. It was his blood. And she didn’t care.
Landon took his hands from Avery’s face and kissed her. The kiss was hard and deep. He grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted. Before their lips could touch again, Landon unsnapped her bra with one hand. Avery’s bra fell to the floor and Landon kissed her again. She pushed at his mouth as much as he pushed at her.
When Landon cupped Avery’s soft, warm breasts, his thumbs sought out her nipples. They were hard again. She groaned into his mouth each time he touched her. Landon then had his hands to her pants. They were undone, ready to fall.
Suddenly, Landon stopped.
His hands were at Avery’s waist. Her pants were undone. Her breasts were exposed, her lips deep red from the kissing, her eyes burning for more.
“This is fucking crazy, sweetheart,” Landon said.
“I know.”
“The shit you’re bringing to me right now… none of it makes sense. When this asshole finally finds you, shit is going to happen. I’m going to kill him for you. For what he did to you.”
“I know.” Avery swallowed.
“You’re dangerous to me,” Landon said. “And nobody is ever dangerous to me.”
“I’m dangerous to myself,” Avery said. “But I owe you, Landon. And the MC for helping me.”
“Is that what this is then? You’re going to let me fuck you to pay off a debt?”
“No,” Avery said. “I need you to fuck me, because I’ve never needed a man like I need you right now.”
“Good. Because I’m not just going to fuck you, sweetheart. I’m going to change your life.”
Landon backed Avery to the bed. She let out a cry and fell to the bed. Landon crouched down and tore at Avery’s pants and panties. They slid down her legs as she lifted the lower half of her body. Watching her move made
Landon ache even more. When Avery opened her legs and revealed herself to him, he squeezed the bed with all his strength. Landon came forward and kissed Avery between her legs. She cried out and jumped, maybe not expecting the move. Landon then tasted her, the tip of his tongue moving to open her. He suckled and sampled the sweetness that poured from her body for him. He tested her hole, pressing his tongue, imagining it was his cock.
Fuck, she was really tight.
Landon licked up and sought out her clit, flicking it with his tongue first, then nibbling it with his teeth. It sent Avery into an erotic fury. She arched her back as he reached down and touched her own legs, thrusting at Landon. Landon moved with Avery. He tasted her and inhaled the scent of her sex. He wanted and needed more.
He finally began to kiss up her body, traveling along her bare mound to her belly button. His hands held her tight at her sides, his thumbs just below her breasts. Feeling her breathing heavy made him smile. He was in complete control. Landon sucked each one of her breasts, feeling Avery convulse with pleasure and mild pain. Then he moved to her mouth, kissing her deeply, making damn sure Avery could taste her own body.
When the kiss stopped, Landon put his hands to the bed and lifted his lower body. He didn’t need to speak a word, she knew just what he wanted. Her hands moved fast even though she was shaking.
Once his pants and boxers were down enough for him to pop free, Avery gripped Landon with both hands and pulled.
“You want me to fuck you, sweetheart?” he asked.
“Yes,” Avery said. “Please, yes.”
“Then move your fucking hands and get ready.”
Landon figured Avery would grab the sheets on the bed. Instead, Avery put her hands to his back, her fingers already curled in anticipation. Her nails dug into his muscle and that only fueled the fire between he legs.
He came forward and touched Avery. The warmth and wetness made it damn near impossible not to thrust at her. Her sex welcomed him and Avery didn’t make things easer as she quivered, her body rocking left to right, wanting him.
“Fuck, sweetheart,” Landon groaned as he pressed at Avery’s body.
She opened and he began to slide into her. Avery’s mouth opened and nothing but a dry moan came out before she crashed to her back again. The sight of her breasts so close to his face was hard to resist. He sucked on one of her nipples as he entered Avery completely. She clenched tight around him, throbbing already as though she were coming.