Hammer's Pride

by E. C. Land

  “Yes,” she utters ever so softly and fuck if it doesn’t go to my cock.

  The damn thing twitches at the thought of taking her to my room and fuckin’ her the rest of the evening away. But that all will have to wait.

  “Okay. Do me a favor; while you’re fuckin’ around behind the bar, can you look over the menu to somewhere and place an order. I’ll get a prospect to go get it when it’s ready.”

  “I could easily cook something in the kitchen,” she offers.

  “No, Sunshine, I want you to stay in here so I can see you. Pick out what you want and get enough for the rest of the club,” I state firmly and give her leg a squeeze when she opens her mouth to protest. “Baby, you’ve had a fucked-up day, and I need you to stay where I can see you. Do that for me, and don’t argue.”

  “Fine,” she huffs, and I kiss her gently.

  When it comes to her, for some reason, I can’t be the hard, ruthless bastard I’m known to be. I don’t even think I could even if I wanted to. It’s like I told her she’s light in the dark, and I’m not gonna lose it. Doesn’t mean I won’t fuck up ‘cause I know I fuckin’ will.

  Tapping Avery on the ass, I watch her walk back toward the bar.

  “You’re a fuckin’ goner for that woman, Prez,” Malice says with a smirk in place.

  “Can you blame me?” I ask, grinning. The woman has even gotten to Malice, who’s just as much of a bastard as I am. It’s one of the reasons he’s my VP. He’s got no problem taking care of business and has the same views as me.

  “Nope, you deserve to have someone like her. Same as her, we can all see the purity of that woman, and she needs someone to look out for her,” Malice mutters, the grin slipping from his gaze as a commotion comes from the hallway.

  “Please, Axe. Please, I need it. It’s too painful. I can’t . . .” Simone cries, pleading while she tries to fight Axe’s hold on her arm, keeping her at bay as he also works on getting her through the main room and out to his truck. Axe had sent me a text saying he’d been able to get her into Resting Hands straight away and he was gonna head that way this evening to get her set up.

  Glancing from Simone to Avery, I don’t miss the concerned look on her face. She’d seen the woman, but I hadn’t told her about Simone. Simone needs fuckin’ expert help, and the sooner, the better.

  “Darlin’, you can’t have anything. Sorry, the doctors don’t want you sedated upon arrival. When we get there, I’ll make sure they give you something to ease the pain,” Axe grumbles, frustrated by this all.

  “No. I can’t wait. It’s too painful. I can feel their hands on me. Inside me. My body craves it to the point it hurts. Please just end it all,” Simone begs.

  Through this, I keep my gaze locked on my woman as she stares at Simone. Her words setting into Avery’s head, and I don’t miss the tears welling in her eyes. But she shocks the shit out of me by rounding the bar and heading for Axe and Simone. I tense, wanting to get up and snag her away. None of us know how Simone will react to Avery. We’ve kept her at a distance.

  For good reason.

  Simone had clawed her nails into one of the clubwhores faces when she’d gotten close to her.

  “Simone,” Avery calls the woman’s name, gaining her attention as the room goes completely silent. Simone whirls around, and I’m about to stand up to go over there when she curls her lip in anger. This doesn’t stop Avery from doing her thing. “I get it. I understand what you’re feeling. Maybe not to the extent of it all physically, but mentally I know.”

  Expression wavering, Simone blinks a couple times and shakes her head. “You don’t understand. You could never understand. You’re too pretty to get it. There’s not a speck of darkness blurring that aura surrounding you,” Simone snaps, pissing me off in the process.

  “Come, Simone, let’s get you out to the truck,” Axe urges her, seeing the anger in my gaze.

  “You’re not looking deep enough if you think that’s the case. Darkness has surrounded me my entire life. If you think you are the only one to suffer traumas and not able to overcome them, that’s because you don’t want to. Each time you’re sedated keeps you from actually healing. It’s time to move forward and heal the right way. Axe is only doing what the doctors said, and they know what’s best for you right now,” Avery says and turns on her heel and goes back behind the bar.

  Her words resound around the room, and none of my brothers miss her words about darkness surrounding her. Simone goes quiet, silently crying after Avery in a kind way put her in her place to get her to stop the tantrum. I’ve never seen a woman her age act the way she just did. Dagger follows Axe and Simone outside. As the medic, I know he’ll go with them to help Axe with the woman.

  Soon as the door closes behind the three of them, I shake my head as Gunner and Cy both take a seat at the table. Rogue, Savage, and Bruiser all join as well.

  “Here you go, Prez. Figured this is what you were wantin’,” Gunner says, sliding a folder across the table in my direction.

  “Thanks,” I grumble and open it up. I glance briefly at the pages and close it while lookin’ between all my brothers. “Gang in town that’s trying to fuck with us is also after Avery,” I announce.

  My brothers’ reactions are just as I expected them to be.

  “What the fuck?” Malice sneers quietly. “Why are they after her?”

  “Because one of them is her brother,” I inform him and then hold the folder up. Gunner had already looked into her somewhat when she’d moved in across the street from him.”

  “Creeper,” Savage mutters jokingly.

  “Can’t be too careful. But evidently, Cy and I didn’t look close enough,” Gunner utters, sitting back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest. He’s right about not looking close enough. He’d gotten information on her, and from what little I saw, it confirms her brother’s name is Adam. It also showed she’s worked hard to get to where she is today.

  I inform my brothers about the text message Avery received; tension is nearly vibrating throughout the entire room now.

  “You think they were the ones who were ratting to those motherfuckers?” Rogue asks.

  “No doubt about it. Malice, did the prospects tell you if they’ve put them in the cellar?” I’d love nothing more than to go down there and fuckin’ deal with the issue now, but we’re not ones for killin’ women. Unlike with my nephew’s charter or even the national charter, we don’t have a woman around here to handle that problem for us.

  “They’re down there and not happy about it. Evidently, Bunny’s screaming at Cheeks about her dumb plan to get Avery to leave,” Malice states, holding his phone out for me to read what Tap sent him.

  “Well, we can confirm that at least,” I mutter, lifting my gaze to find my woman still standing at the bar looking at something on her phone; damn thing didn’t shatter as I hoped it would. Her face seems to go pale. “Avery,” I call out her name as I stand to my feet. She lifts her head and gives me a small smile. Rounding the table, I make my way toward her feeling my brothers at my back. “What’s wrong?” I demand when I’m close enough not to yell.

  Instead of answering or even speaking, she gives me a look I’ll always cherish ‘cause it tells me she’s trusting me to protect her. Taking her phone, I peer down at the screen that miraculously survived to see yet again another image—this one of a little girl. Scanning down, I read the text attached to it. ‘Stop fuckin’ around like the whore you are and come back where you belong, or she takes your place.’

  “The little girl is Quinn’s daughter,” Avery murmurs quietly.

  Motherfucker.

  I’ll make these assholes pay. Not just for fuckin’ with my woman but for going after a little girl as innocent as Quinn’s daughter. No child should ever be brought into that. I’m not even that malicious.

  Turning to my brothers, I toss the phone at Gunner first since he’s the closest. “This means war,” I declare with a curl of my lip, meaning every last word. These
fuckers were wanting a war, and now they have one.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Avery

  Lying in bed, I stare into the darkness of the room, feeling completely numb to everything around me.

  Why couldn’t my family leave me alone?

  I’ve never done anything to them. I wanted to leave and do something with myself, but they can’t seem to stop rubbing their filth on me. Needing to feel clean, I climb off the bed and head for the en suite bathroom.

  Earlier, I’d come to bed after ordering the guys all some food. I lost my appetite after receiving yet another message from Adam. I didn’t know how to handle the fact not only would they come after me the way they are, but they’d bring an innocent child into the mix.

  This is why I don’t get close to those around me. I learned a long time ago they’ll keep me recluse from everyone else around. I remember one time Andrea punched a girl in the face for trying to give me a birthday present. She’d only been trying to be my friend, and my sister hurt her. She then threatened to beat her down if she tried being friends with me. My siblings made my life a living hell growing up, I have to admit. Even my parents would get in on it, calling me goody-two-shoes and whatnot.

  Turning the water on in the shower, I strip out of the t-shirt and panties I’d put on after coming to Hammer’s room. I hate I’ve brought this to their door. But after what Hammer said in my office at the coffee shop and the way he’s been with me, I realize I can’t do any of this without help. His and the club’s.

  I’m choosing to trust them; pride be damned.

  Stepping into the large shower that you could literally fit four to five people in, depending on the size of those people, I throw my head back and allow the water to rain down on my skin. I grab the loofah and start scrubbing my body with soap. I continue to scrub harder and harder, causing my skin to start turning a bright red.

  Tears well in my eyes, blurring my vision as a sob escapes me. How can I be so weak? Why can’t I simply stand up to them all and tell them to leave me alone? It’s all I want from them. They ask so much from me, yet I ask for only peace.

  Arms wrap around me, and I’m instantly pulled into Hammer’s body. I don’t even have to focus to know it’s him. I can smell the aftershave he wears. The woodsy leather smell comforts me. Hammer pulls the loofah from my hand without saying a word as he continues to soothe me. As the sobs subside, I lift my head to look at the man holding me.

  “I’m sorry,” I say with a hitch in my voice.

  “Sunshine, you’ve got nothing to be sorry for. What I wanna know is why you’re in here scrubbing your body raw?” Hammer’s voice is so gentle and soothing.I feel I can trust him with anything right now.

  “I can’t get clean. I can’t get the filth of them off me. I try, but they keep rubbing it on me. I just want to be clean of it all,” I murmur, lowering my gaze to keep him from seeing all the pain and turmoil inside me. Here I am telling the woman earlier as she yelled, causing a scene within the main room of the clubhouse that she needs to get the help she needs and not be sedated at all times while doing it, and I’m over here pitying myself. They’re so many people out there that can’t do things for themselves because of the abuse of something that hurts them mentally, and I’m not one of them. I should never allow myself to succumb to such a low level and not think of what I can do to help others.

  “Avery, baby, you are clean, and I’m gonna show you,” Hammer murmurs, pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

  Releasing me, I notice his hand reaching past me, and he pulls it back with a handful of the soap. Instead of having a bar of soap or even the regular bottle that you flip upside down, Hammer uses the pump soap dispenser filled with Irish Spring. My gaze stays locked on his hands as he rubs them together, forming suds with his hands. Tentatively Hammer reaches out and slowly begins to run his hands along my skin. The water running from the showerhead washes the soap away, but Hammer continues to run his hands along my skin. With the soap washed away from my skin, Hammer leans in and steals my breath by pressing kisses to first my neck, moving down to my shoulder. He continues this path down my chest, kissing the tiny freckle that sits directly between my breasts.

  Putting his hands to my hips, Hammer maneuvers us until I’m pressed against the shower wall. “You’re clean, Sunshine,” he rasps huskily as he drops down to his knees in front of me.

  Hammer kisses the skin right under my belly button as his hands slide down to my thighs, and I squeal in surprise as he lifts me clear off my feet. “Put your legs on my shoulders, Avery,” he commands, nudging his way to where he’s seeking.

  The moment his tongue presses against my entrance, my mouth parts on a cry of pleasure. Hammer laps his tongue through my slit and thrusts inside, working his magic.

  Holy Mother.

  I’ve never felt something so incredible in the sense of this right now. No one has ever done what he’s doing, and oh my, it feels amazing. Within moments I come crying out his name. Hammer slowly pulls my legs from his shoulders as he stands, taking me with him. My legs wrap around his waist, his cock pressing directly at my entrance.

  “Gonna say it, one last time, baby, you’re clean. Nothing about whatever your family is up to has anything to do with you,” Hammer murmurs, slowly thrusting his cock inch by inch inside me.

  Hammer takes great pleasure in torturing me with slow thrusts filling me to the hilt.

  “Hammer,” I pant, calling his name.

  “Avery, when I’m inside you, you call me Tyler. I wanna hear my real name on your lips as I fuck you,” he declares through clenched teeth.

  “Tyler,” I whisper his name thinking just how much it suits him. Same as Hammer. I love it.

  Upon my saying his name Hammer picks up speed, taking me with more powerful strokes that send me over the edge into oblivion. I hadn’t realized just how close he’d gotten me to coming again for him.

  Crying out his name, I dig my nails into his shoulders. Hammer’s fingers dig into my hips, holding me in place as he plows up into me, seeking his own release, and when he finds it, I don’t just feel his gigantic cock (I didn’t realize how big he was until after he fucked me earlier in the day) twitching but from the roaring of my name do I know he’s found his pleasure. Hearing him like this, along with feeling him, makes me happy. I don’t know why but it gives me a sense of pride to know I can make him sound so feral as he finds his release.

  “Fuck, Sunshine, love being in this pussy,” he rasps, pressing his forehead against my own.

  “Hm, I think I love having you inside me,” I whisper as I blush with nerves. “I, um, I’ve never had anyone do what you did,” I admit to him.

  “What do you mean?” he asks, quirking a brow.

  “You know . . . With um your mouth,” I murmur, slightly embarrassed to admit to him that I’ve never had anyone do that for me. Okay, so I’ve also never taken a guy’s cock into my mouth, but I’d love to learn with Hammer.

  “You tellin’ me no one’s ever eaten your pussy before me, Avery?”

  I shake my head and lick my lips. “I haven’t ever done anything except losing my virginity. I can count on one hand how many times I’ve had sex in my life.”

  “Don’t tell me. Fuck, don’t tell me how many times and don’t tell me with who. I would probably find them and slit their fuckin’ throats. You’ve got no clue how much I like hearing I’m the first to go down on you, Sunshine. And you can count on me doing it as often as I please,” Hammer says with a smirk. “Now, let’s get you out and dried off so I can feed you. You didn’t think I’d let you go to bed without eating, did you?”

  Um, I guess I should have known. Hammer is definitely a one-of-a-kind man, and he’s mine.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Hammer

  Four weeks pass by, and things haven’t been easy. Not in the least.

  Shit seems to swarming around us and I’m not like anyone of it. In trying to find out more on the Supreme Masters we’d found with the
help of Amaya, Venom’s Ol’ lady, that we have yet another member of that group right here in our backyard. This one not including Malice’s family connection. No, this one is worse. The connection is to the group we all thought to have gotten rid of.

  The Delivers.

  They did a damn good job of keeping themselves hidden from us all. My anger has grown daily by the fact these motherfuckers have been quietly regrouping, and instead of keeping an eye on the situation, I’d turned my focus away from even thinking of them possibly coming after anyone I care for again.

  Having Avery in my life doesn’t make it any easier. My need to keep her safe has enhanced tenfold, and I’m worried about the fact I might lose her. And I fuckin’ refuse to think of the possibility of her ending up like my brother’s wife. I don’t worry about myself in the least; I can handle anything that comes my way. I simply don’t want anything to come after Avery and somehow take the light that shines in her eyes away.

  We’ve also had to deal with more bullshit, the gang that’s causing our businesses a headache. The club has had to up security in all places. If it weren’t for Cheeks and Bunny, they wouldn’t have been able to get any knowledge about what all we own. Those two cunts have caused more headaches for me than I can count in the last month.

  I’d had to also do something I never wanted to have to do. Put a call out to Twister to inform him of it, then I called my niece and her ol’ man. I didn’t want to, but she has a way of doing things, and though I know I could have called Tracker or Blaze. I needed it to be Ally. And after what those two women squealed, I’m glad I did. It sucked bringing her into it but fuck if we didn’t find out this gang is connected to the Delivers.

  How it’s possible, I’m not even sure. What I am sure about is they’re the foot soldiers, and after hearing the reasons why Bunny and Cheeks got in on it. Evidently, Avery’s brothers, Adam and Aidan, have taken control of their little gang and wanted their sister back in order to trade her. They couldn’t tell me why they wanted to trade her, but I can only guess. Stupid fuckers weren’t getting close to my woman. I make sure she’s guarded at all times. We even moved Quinn, her daughter, and Willow into the club to keep them safe as well.