Iron Claw MC: The Collective Page 7

  Grabbing her face in my hand, I yank it around to look at me. I might have been a little rough but she got the point.

  “Somehow I think you’ll stay right where I tell you this time. This isn’t up for negotiation with you. Prospect has a fuckin’ gun and a tazer. I’d hate to come back to your ass shocked the fuck out on the floor.” My words are meant as a threat as much as I know she isn’t taking them as one. I can see the glint in her eyes. Little shit.

  “I told you, I don’t like being locked in anywhere.” Such a smart mouth.

  “You aren’t locked in. Think of it as bein’ at home. Eat, shower, sleep. Watch tv. I don’t give one fuck what you do as long as that little ass of yours is inside when I get back.” Trying my patience right now is not her best choice but I can see it all over her face.

  She’s going to give me hell.

  “Whatever I want? Does that include the prospect?” She teases. I knew it. I knew she was going to test me.

  Releasing her face, I slide my arm around her waist, grabbing her ass roughly in my hands.

  “I said whatever, darlin’, Not whoever. Now get that pretty little ass up those stairs.” Growling against her neck, I bite a little harder than I need to.

  “Safe and sound.” Her words are a mumble but she slowly pulls away and walks towards the steps.

  Thank fuck for that!

  Hell’s on fire

  Chapter 34

  I went back to the clubhouse like I was told. I hated the thought of leaving her there but I warned that son of a bitch prospect that if one thing happened while I was gone, I’d gut his ass like a fish.

  I’m pretty sure he took my threat to heart.

  “Ruffs are havin’ them a mighty fine party tonight.” Damion blows the smoke from his lips before passing me the joint.

  “Seems that way, doesn’t it? Too bad hell’s about to be on fire.” I say as I chuckle and pass the joint to Trig.

  “We’re on back!” Kent jumps off his bike, with a few others jogging behind the building.

  “What do you think is goin’ on with our shit, Damion?” He shrugs his shoulders before climbing off his bike.

  “Don’t know but I plan on takin’ one of these fucks back home with us.” I can’t stop the chuckle that escapes me. I knew he wanted blood tonight and not just from fucking our club up.

  “Sounds good to me. Been a while since I’ve gotten to play.” Trig straight up laughs before looking over at me.

  “I feel sorry for that basement tonight.” Trig grumbles. He knows. He knows what I do and he knows how I got my name.

  “Didn’t name you, Blaze for nothin’.” Damion says. Nodding, I know that to be a fact.

  Flicking the joint to the ground, we all pull our guns and ready ourselves to take this place down. We won’t kill them all, just a few to make a point.

  I just feel sorry for the unlucky bastard that gets to meet me tonight.

  Damion nods as soon as he knows the other guys are in place and ready to move.

  With our stealth-like precision, we head towards the door.

  The music blasts as Trig kicks the doors in. Grabbing the first woman in sight, I notice she’s wearing a cut. He nailed an old lady on the first goddamn try.

  I can’t stop the smile that plaster across my face as Damion yells.

  “How rude to not be invited!” He booms. He has their attention now.

  All eyes are on us when the back-door crashes in. I already know it’s our guys, no need to look.

  “What the hell is this?” Roland, the Ruff’s president steps forward looking mighty pissed.

  “You came and shot up my club house. I thought that to be a little rude.” Damion stares him down while Trig fights with the woman. I keep an eye on the surrounding assholes but my gaze keeps coming back to the little war that women’s giving Trig. It’s a little amusing to watch someone else give him a little hell.

  “Fuck you!” Roland snaps when the woman bites down on Trig’s arm.

  Hell’s broken loose

  Chapter 35

  The whole scene turned quickly.

  Roland took off towards Trig telling me that, that was his old lady he was holding onto.

  It’s funny sometimes the things that a person will do for the one they love. Too bad for him, I don’t see it that way right now.

  I step into his space, grabbing the girl around the neck, giving her a little squeeze.

  “Why so worried, Roland?” I ask. His eyes widen when Kent drags him backwards. I think I’ve found my toy for the evening.

  “You motherfuckers will die one by one.” He groans. The smirk on my face says otherwise.

  “She’s a pretty little thing ain’t she Trig? Wouldn’t mind slippin’ my dick into her tonight.” I say. She tenses under my grasp. She knows the game. She also knows that shit could actually happen.

  “Do it, asshole. Do it and I’ll fuckin’ skin you alive.” Kent laughs behind him before firing off a few rounds into some of the other Ruff’s.

  “You shouldn’t make threats when you’re outnumbered. Didn’t your momma teach you to have common sense?” Damion moves between us as I run my tongue down this bitches face.

  “You took a shot at my club. Why?” His anger is clear in his face. His hands clench at his sides, it’s going to get bad if he doesn’t answer.

  “You were in my warehouse.” Roland grunts before Damion turns to look at me, a grin on his face.

  “Yeah, you had somethin’ I wanted back. Where is that shit?” Damion roars. Turning back to Roland, Kent nods his head at me.

  I take my cue and take things one step further with his old lady. Sliding my free hand into the front of her panties, I find that little wetness. Her whines could be heard through the room but that only pisses Roland off.

  “You better let her go.” Roland growls. Dragging her body forward with me, I move around Damion so Roland can see what I’m doing to her.

  “She feels pretty damn tight if you ask me.” His face reddens before I slide a finger inside of her. He tries to rush me but Kent holds him back.

  Pumping my finger in and out of her, she wants to cry but keeps her composure for the most part. Once my finger is good and wet, I pull it free before bringing it to my lips.

  “Oh yeah, this one is gonna be fun.” I say with a grin. The look in that man’s eyes is pure rage. He wants me dead and if his looks could do it, I would be.

  “I don’t know where your shit is!” His growl rips from his throat before the butt of Kent’s gun slams into the back of his head.

  Hell breaks loose after that.

  The scent of blood

  Chapter 36

  We took Roland’s old lady and one of his soldiers. I know this bitch knows something though, I saw the way he looked at her.

  He gave her that don’t give up anything look. We’ll see who she goes with.

  Tied to the chair in the basement, she’s been stripped and is completely bared to us.

  That fact alone should make her nervous.

  “We don’t really like taken what isn’t given. In your case, we can make an acceptation.” I tell her. Her eyes track me as I walk in front of her in slow purposeful strides.

  “What did Roland do with our shit?” I ask, but she has the nerve to laugh slightly. I bring my hand up and back hand her across the face.

  She turns her head and spits blood before I see the tear in her eyes.

  “Makin’ this harder is only makin’ it harder for you. I’m ok with this. In fact, I have a friend that would love to take that little body of yours on.” I know Damion brought Neely in here tonight just for this.

  “Fuck you.” She spits once more before I slam my fist into her. She blacks out. Who the hell wouldn’t when I hit them?

  “Wake her up. Bring Neely in.” I growl. Neely is some piece of work. The girl is so far gone none of us will even fuck with her.

  She was dumped on the club years ago, after her momma died. Damion took her in when we
found out her momma used to be a club whore.

  Neely is gone though. Her minds been missing for as long as I can remember. She’s a true killer.

  The door opens and she walks in licking her lips.

  “You brought me a treat.” Neely grins. Her eyes lock on mine before I shudder.

  Neely would have been one hell of a woman had she not been tormented and used her whole damn life.

  “We need some info. She doesn’t seem to like men though.” I tell her. Neely’s eyes light up as she steps in front of her.

  “Sexy.” She purrs. Neely drops to her knees before sliding her hands up the woman’s thighs. Hell, I didn’t even ask the bitches name.

  Her fingers slam roughly into her as she screams.

  You would think that wasn’t so bad but the metal nails Neely wears would cause discomfort.

  “Tell my brothers what they want to know.” The woman’s eyes fill with tears but she doesn’t speak.

  Grabbing my zipper, I pull my dick free before walking closer to her.

  “Bite him and I’ll rip your insides out.” Neely nods to me before I shove my dick damn near down her throat. Neely gets off on this shit. She always has.

  Shoving my dick in further, I grin at Neely.

  She gags on my size when I hear a gasp.

  Snapping my head around, I see Nina with wide eyes watching me.

  What the fuck is she doing here?

  Rage is a strong thing

  Chapter 37

  “Fuck!” I growl as I shove my dick back in my jeans. Neely laughs.

  “Go get your little girlfriend. I’ll get what you want.” She says. I know she will. That’s what she likes. Neely thrives on the kill. She loves the blood and any kind of discomfort she can inflict.

  I shove past the other guys, running up the stairs when I see the prospect standing there with a beer.

  I rush him. My hands wrap around his throat before he can even register what’s going on.

  “What the hell is she doin’ here?” Slamming him against the bar, his bottle falls to the floor shattering.

  Trig grabs my shirt, yanking me off him but I swear to you, I want blood and not that bitches in that basement.

  “I told you to keep her there!” I roar. Fighting against Trig, he holds on tighter.

  “Kent said to bring her in! Said I was gonna be needed!” He yells. I watch as he adjusts his shirt when Kent comes trailing in.

  “Where the hell is Damion?” I ask. Kent looks taken back as he looks between the three of us.

  “Took his old lady to the hospital. She was sick.” Rage burns through me.

  “Why the fuck is he here when I put his ass on post!” I snap. I lose my shit. I have no idea where the hell Nina is.

  “Pres wanted him to help out with that bitch.” Kent shrugs before Trig lets go of me.

  “Your girlfriend walked off.” Son of a bitch!

  “If anything happens to her, I will fuckin’ kill you!” Pointing at the prospect, I rush from the room.

  I don’t know where the hell I’m going or where Nina would think she’s going but I have to find her.

  There are only two ways out of here.

  “Shit!” Growling a little, I tug at my hair when I pick the north entrance. It makes more sense, closer to the main roads.

  I break into a jog, hauling ass down the gravel driveway, my boots thumping the ground the whole way until I see her in the dim light that shines overhead.

  “Nina!” I yell her name. She stops walking. That was easier than I thought. That could be good or bad. I’m not sure which one yet.

  I jog the rest of the way towards her, placing my hand on her shoulder.

  “Nina. I’m sorry you had to see that.” Her head lowers before she turns around to face me. I don’t recognize what she has at first but when she brings it to rest against my chest, I know.

  “You plannin’ on killin’ me on my own property?” I growl. Her eyes are dark, darker than I’ve ever seen them.

  “You are nothing but a liar. You are just like the rest of them.” Her tone is even and she’s dead set on me.

  “No, I’m not. You weren’t supposed to be here.” Tugging at my hair again, she smiles slightly.

  “Of course, I wasn’t. That would have ruined you getting your dick sucked.” She doesn’t get it.

  “You think that was for pleasure, sweetheart? Didn’t you see what Neely was doin’ to her?” I ask. Looking her in the eyes, I don’t think she paid attention to that part.

  She looks torn. She doesn’t know what to say.

  “I saw you.” Shoving the gun into my chest harder, I move quickly. She needs to see what she’s getting herself into with me. She needs to see what it is we do.

  Slipping around, I grab the gun from her hand and twist her wrist around. Pulling her back, she slams her back into my chest. No way in hell is she moving now.

  “Listen to me closely. If I wanted my dick sucked for pleasure, I’d shove it in your little mouth, not hers. She has information that we need.” Leaning closely into her, I whisper in her ear.

  “You are about to find out first hand why they call me Blaze.” I growl. I release the grip on her wrist but wrap my arm around her shoulder. There’s no way in hell that she’s running off again.

  Dragging her toward the club house, I kick the door open.

  The guys all look at me with wide eyes before stepping out of my way.

  “Hey, we got the location.” Trig tries to chime in but this is my time. This is when I do what I do.

  I can hear the “oh shit” mumbles that tumble from the other guy’s mouths. They know what time it is.

  “This what you want to see! This what you need to know about me!” I scream. Dragging her down the stairs, shoving her to the floor in the corner, I look at the guys.

  Kent raises his eyebrows before tossing me the lighter. Nina curls into herself as I look at the bloodied woman that is tied to the chair.

  Neely did a really good job on this one.

  “Look at me, Nina!” Growling, she raises her head to lock eyes with me.

  “This is what you need to see.” Her eyes never leave mine. It’s almost unnerving.

  I flick the lighter to life and look at the flame.

  “Watch the Blaze!” Screaming at her, I lean down and set the already settled gas on fire.

  I watch the flames as they start at the bitch’s feet and make their way up her legs.

  She howls in pain but that only gives me a sick thrill.

  My eyes are trained on her as the fire inches it’s way over her body.

  Before I know what’s happening, I’m being shoved against the wall, knocked off balance.

  My eyes snap from the fire to Nina. She holds my face in her hands, just watching me.

  Breakdown

  Chapter 38

  The bitch burned before Trig put out the fire. The prospect took the remains from the room. He will be back later to clean the rest of this shit.

  Nina and I have stayed in place. Her hands cupping my face, our eyes never moving. The room has grown quiet without the guys in it.

  I wait. I wait for her to say something, do something. I don’t know what the hell this is or why she isn’t saying a word, but I wait.

  Releasing my face, she grabs my hand leading me out of the room and up the stairs.

  No one says a word as we walk past them and towards the other set of stairs.

  Before we make it half way up, Nina pulls her shirt over her head before backing me against the wall.

  “Did you think that would scare me?” She asks softly before pressing her lips to my chest. I suck in a breath.

  What the hell did I do to this girl? I’ve ruined her.

  My hand knots in the back of her hair before dragging her mouth to mine. Her lips move, taking what they want from me.

  She sucks the air from my lungs like no one else ever has.

  Spinning us in one move, I have her against the wall. Our mouths
in a battle.

  My hand lingers on her hip, my fingers skimming the top of her jeans. My dick aches in my jeans. I need this girl more than I care to admit.

  Lifting her in my arms, our mouths stay connected as I walk us to my room.

  Kicking the door closed behind us, I stalk straight towards the bed. I lay Nina down before ripping my clothes off.

  Nina lifts her hips to pull her own off. A groan escapes my throat before I lean down, pulling her legs over my shoulders. Kneeling at the side of the bed, I enjoy my view.

  “I don’t know what I did to you, but I like it.” I grunt. Sliding a finger inside of her, she arches her back off the bed. Her hands are clenching the sheets and I haven’t even begun yet.

  The sounds rolling out of my mouth are feral and full of need. Nina tugs at everything in me.

  Leaning down, I suck her throbbing clit into my mouth as I work her over. My fingers slide in and out of her like they were made to be there. Hell, maybe they were.

  “Blaze. Please.” Damn, she is that close already. I grin against her body before increasing my suction. Her heels dig into my back, slamming her pussy into my face.

  I move my fingers faster waiting for her to let herself go and when she does, I almost cum all over the side of the bed.

  Pulling my fingers quickly out of her, I climb up the bed, in between her legs. I don’t want her to come down from that high just yet.

  Shoving my dick inside of her, I’m in heaven. I revel in the warmth of being wrapped in her embrace.

  My thrusts are almost painful for me but I can’t stop myself.

  Nina’s hands wrap around my back, her nails digging into my ass. Fuck, she feels too damn good.

  My hips slam into her faster before I can’t stop myself. I fill her with every drop of pent up emotion that I possibly can before collapsing.

  Rise and Shine