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DC
Underground was packed, even more than usual for a Sunday night. A grudge match was always a big draw. And the fact that two women were fighting, made for an even bigger draw.
Underground was exactly what its name indicated. It was an underground fight club and highly illegal. The club was situated in the basement of a large warehouse. On paper it was owned by a distribution company but in reality it belonged to the Road Warriors MC. It made the club a lot of money legally and illegally.
I only fought when I needed more than just a sparring match to level me out. I had no interest of ever fighting in a MMA League. This was what I needed. It was rough, raw, and with very few rules. I was a popular fighter and was a known good bet. Not that I fought as often as some of the other fighters. I picked my fights very carefully and only fought on nights when it would be mostly female fighters on the fight card, which meant that the MC’s stayed away. They only attended when one of their own was fighting.
Tonight the Road Warriors and Iron Dogz were out in full force and had claimed opposite sides of the cage. The rest of the space was taken up by fight fans who, when hearing the rumours, had come out to watch and spend money betting on their favourite of the night.
There was a fight taking place right now. Alien, the Road Warrior’s road captain, was obliterating his opponent and I grunted in relief when his opponent tapped out. Alien was good, very, very good. And that was why I trained with him. Grizzly was my coach, and has been since I started fighting. He was my lucky charm. I didn’t fight if he wasn’t outside the cage or in my corner of the ring.
We were expecting some dirty tricks and with Grizzly’s experience he would spot shit way before the rest of us. Grizzly had insisted on setting me up in the VIP dressing room, away from the other dressing rooms where the bitch and her crew could fuck with me.
Skelly and Rover were in the security room watching the monitors. There were cameras everywhere, outside and inside the building. This was where Skelly was most comfortable and I knew he would watch every move made by the bitch and her crew. He had my back. Like always.
Jane Warne had arrived with a large entourage and was totally unaware that she was on Warrior TV. Stupid bitch. She had her MMA buddies with her in the dressing room and two Iron Dogz patches were stationed outside the room. As if anyone wanted to get near the slut.
I was warm and sweaty from warming up with my fight buddy, Booker, when a freshly showered Alien walked in and looked me over, nodding as if satisfied. Grizzly sat me down and started to wrap my hands. No gloves tonight, just basic wrappings.
“You ready for this, shrimp?”
“Yes I am.”
Before he could continue wrapping my hands and give me his pre-fight chatter Skelly’s voice interrupted.
“Grizz, I think they are trying to hide shit in her wrappings.”
Grizzly hated cheaters. “I’m on my way. Get the Dogz president in the room, now.”
He turned to me and put a hand to my chest when I wanted to follow him out.
“You stay put and keep warm, shrimp. I want this fucking bitch annihilated, I want blood, a lot of fucking blood and just maybe a broken bone or two. You get me? Focus.” He turned and gave Alien a hard look.
“I’m trusting you to finish wrapping her hands. Don’t fuck it up.”
I was so ready for this fight. So very, damned, ready. I’d been in heavy training the entire week preparing to kick her ass. As I kept warm I watched the crowd on the enormous flat screen high up on the dressing room wall. Excitement ran high out there.
I was ready when a very pissed off Grizzly got back. He gave me the usual pre-fight talk adding that he wanted lots of blood and broken bones. I just nodded, no words were necessary. And then it was time.
Music suddenly blasted out and the crowd roared. Fucking ‘Eye of the Tiger’. Stupid fucking bitch. Booker started laughing and then we were all laughing, even Grizzly.
“What the fuck? Since when do we have fucking music as if we’re fighting in Vegas?” Alien laughed.
“Stop fucking around down there. DC, keep your fucking head in the fight. You don’t concentrate she’s going to fucking hurt you.” Skel’s sharp voice interrupted the laughter.
Silence fell immediately and I rolled my head to relieve the sudden tension in my neck. I was ready. Alien held out my black and red robe and I slid my arms in and pulled the hood over my head as I kept bouncing to keep warm.
“Do you guys think Skel is going to have music for me?” I asked. The guys grinned and shook their heads. Nope, didn’t think so.
I was focused, very focused. I saw no one, acknowledged no one. The fight was everything. I lifted my head when the announcer started his spiel and announced Jane Warne by her fight name. The bitch called herself ‘The Executioner’, so damned stupid.
I tuned that shit out and listened to Grizzly giving me last minute instructions.
There was a short silence and then music thundered through the club. I grinned as I walked out the dressing room and down the short passage. Disturbed screamed and the Warriors went crazy shouting and whistling and singing along to ‘Down With The Sickness’. Alien and Booker strutted down the aisle between the Warriors who were lined up stamping and clapping.
I danced down the aisle, my eyes on the cage. Nothing else mattered. I shut it all out and concentrated on taking care of the bitch waiting in the cage.
The music faded when I reached the cage. I slipped off my soft shoes and turned to let Grizzly pull the robe off my shoulders, revealing the tight black sports bra and black Lycra shorts with loose fitting black fight shorts over them. The Road Warriors club patch was embroidered on the left leg and my fight name in large red letters along the bottom of the right leg. Linda, as usual, had braided my hair then somehow had the braid attached to the back of my head, giving me the security that it would be difficult to restrain me by my hair. The room erupted when the announcer introduced me as ‘Demon’.
Yes, it’s lame, I know, but that’s what Grizzly billed me as.
I was sixteen when I approached him to teach me how to fight. He actually called me little warrior in the beginning but there was no way I would allow that name. I trained for two years before he would allow me to fight and I continued training and fighting while I lived in Cape Town. I’ve never stopped fighting, but I wasn’t a regular on the fight card. We’ve had offers to go pro but I wasn’t interested in packing on muscle or getting beat up regularly. I liked that I had total control over whom I fought and when I fought.
Tonight’s fight was a grudge match, and the details had somehow circulated through the underground community. Courtesy of Skelly of course. It meant that a lot of the hard core fight fans were putting down a lot of cash. I didn’t know what the odds were and I wasn’t interested either. In the outside world Jane Warne had a reputation as a dirty but very accomplished fighter with a lot of wins to her name, plus she had a large following in MMA circles. I was an unknown to her fans and most probably to her club as well, but down here in the Underground I had a reputation as a vicious and relentless fighter. The Warriors were going to make a lot of money tonight because there was no way the bitch was walking away without a broken bone or two.
If she was able to walk at all. She shouldn’t have tried to cheat.
The fight would be decided over five rounds, and a tap out would stop the fight immediately. Because the bitch was taller than me I was going to have to get close, real close, but at the same time avoid getting pinned down. That didn’t worry me, because it was what I had to do in most of my fights. I wasn’t scared of getting hit, or of getting hurt, it came with the territory.
I met Alien’s eyes, gave Grizzly a nod then climbed into the cage. Everything faded around me. All I could see was my target. She was grinning, her pink mouth guard was like a flashing neon sign that said ‘hit me right here’ and I was going to oblige, a lot. I stared into her eyes, waiting for the bell, staying on my side of the cage. I was ready for her, so very ready.
At the sound of the bell she came storming at me and I let her. I needed her close. I let her get in a few hits. Gave her the over confidence I needed her to have before I started taking her down. She kept on running her mouth, telling me how she was going to wipe the floor with my fat ass. I said nothing, just got in my hits like I had been trained to do.
The first round would probably go to her but now I knew exactly where her weak points were. I listened to Grizzly and nodded as he gave me pointers on how to hit her where it would hurt the most. I grinned before I slipped my black mouthguard back in and tapped my fist against his.
The second round was hard from the first minute to the last. I went in and took the fight to her. I opened up a cut on her left eyebrow with a vicious kick that had her on the canvas but she recovered and swiped at the blood streaming down her face. While her corner took care of the cut I listened to Grizzly urging me to do it again. I took the rest of the round and hammered her kidneys and ribcage with repeated kicks and punches, causing damage that would slow her down over the following rounds. She was starting to pant heavily and sweat was streaming down her face mixing with the thin line of blood running from her nose and eyebrow.
Then came the last round I would let her survive and I took the fight to her and completely took over. I hammered her into the floor. I avoided being pinned because she was bigger and heavier than me. If I let it happen she could get lucky and hold me down for the count. It was when she started taunting me about my mother that the door in my head slammed open. I tried very hard to never let that animal loose while I fought but she pushed me that last little inch and I let it happen.
A curtain of icy black rage fell over me as I stared at the smirking bitch. I went in close and hammered her, with knees, fists, elbows and feet. She didn’t stand a chance and her defence was virtually non-existent. Both eyebrows were cut and bleeding, so was her nose and mouth. I danced away from her, taunting her and she took the bait and moved in. I hammered a kick just below her knee and actually heard the bone snap, but I didn’t stop. I immediately launched myself high into the air, delivering a solid kick to the side of her head as she was going down and she flew back, hit the canvass and lay motionless.
I knew she was done as I bounced in place and waited for the ref to declare the fight. The Warriors were screaming and whistling while the Iron Dogz sat in shocked silence. I had broken her leg. She wasn’t getting up off that floor by herself, that’s for sure. I did a lot of damage to her ribs as well, might have broken one or two, and she was done fighting for a few months. With that break, maybe forever.
When the fight was called in my favour I threw my blood splattered hands in the air, strutting around the cage and grinning as the Warriors and the regulars went crazy. Grizzly, Alien and Booker stormed into the cage and crowded around me as my music thundered around us. Alien and Booker picked me up and threw me into the air and I grabbed onto the side of the cage and ran along it like a monkey until I stopped in front of the Iron Dogz. I looked down at Hawk and gave him a bloody grin and a wink before I threw myself back off the side of the cage and fell into Alien’s arms. The crowd went wild at my antics and I grinned when Alien shook his head.
At the far side of the cage Jane’s coach and assistants were crouched around her along with the fight doc. My job here was done. I brought the blood and bone. I made her pay.
I climbed out of the cage, ignoring the crowd and allowed Grizzly, Alien and Booker to lead me back to the dressing room. Grizzly made me stand still while he butterfly taped the cut on my cheek. The bitch had a nasty left hand. All I wanted now was a hot shower and to go home. I knew the shower would happen but I would not be going back to my house. Doc would expect me to join them at the clubhouse to celebrate my win. The Road Warriors had made a lot of money tonight and the celebration would most probably carry on until morning.
The party was wild and I hovered on the edges, not allowing myself to be pulled in. I stayed long enough to throw back a shot or two, and drink a beer with my guys, before I found a prospect to give me a ride back to my house.
I was looking forward to sinking into my hot tub and I immediately turned the heat up when I got home. Once I had music playing in the background I made a smoothie and drank it while standing at the counter in my kitchen swaying to the music.
I cleaned up, put some ice and a face cloth in a plastic bowl and settled it in the crook of my arm. I settled two ciders on top of the ice before I walked out on to the wide deck. The ciders and bowl I lined up on the wide rim of the tub. I undressed right there on the deck and sank down into the bubbling warm water to soak away the aches and pains that were already creeping in as the last of the adrenalin faded. Sighing in relief I relaxed as the music soothed my soul and the water bubbled around me. Heaven.
Feeling pleasantly buzzed I sipped my cider and ignored the sound of a bike pulling up at the front of the house. It was most probably Skelly coming by to check on me. He knew my post-fight ritual and had joined me in the hot tub before so I stayed right where I was. I lay with my head back and my face covered by the cold face cloth, my neck supported on a small folded towel. I was naked in the tub but I wasn’t worried about Skelly seeing me like this, he had seen it all before anyway. No worries.
I listened to his footsteps crunching through the gravel as he approached my back deck. He sounded a bit heavier than usual but I shrugged it off as him being tired. I had gravel right around the outside of my house, a great early alarm for intruders. The wooden steps creaked under his weight as he came up onto the deck and walked over to the tub. I felt his eyes staring down at me and smiled.
“Hey Skel. What are you doing here? Already finished with the red head? What’s happening with your stamina, stud?” I snickered.
He didn’t say a word and I grinned as I heard him getting out of his clothes. Typical Skel.
“You behave yourself in my tub Skel, and I hope you washed your junk after you finished with her.” I teased as he eased himself in next to me.
And then I almost drowned in my own tub. The voice in my ear wasn’t Skel’s.
“You slipped away after the fight, little bird. I was waiting for you.”
I jerked and almost slipped beneath the bubbling water but his arm curved around my waist and pulled me against his very naked chest. Ripping the face cloth off I stared wide eyed at him. What the hell?
“How the hell did you open the gate? And what the hell are you doing in my tub?”
He grinned at me and ran a finger under the cut on my cheek.
“Does this hurt?” He asked softly, totally ignoring my questions.
His hands slipped down and I gasped when he grasped my legs and pulled me astride him, his big hands were clasped over my hips. He pushed his huge erection against my core and I shivered. Shit. Perched on his lap my boobs were now out of the hot water and with the breeze chilling my warm skin my nipples were rock hard.
That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it.
“I have no idea what you think is going to happen here, Hawk. I’m not available club pussy and I’m not planning on joining those ranks, ever. I made a deal to work with you, that’s it.”
I laid it out for him but he just smiled and rubbed his thumbs in circles over my hip bones which set off tiny little explosions under my skin. The man was so very dangerous.
“You fucking blew me away tonight, little bird. Woke my shit all the way up. Giving you fair warning, baby. You are going to be mine.” Then his eyes narrowed as he tilted his head to the side. “No, fuck that, you already are mine.”
I laughed and shook my head. “Sorry, Hawk. I don’t share and your pussy house is pretty full, so, sorry to disappoint but I have to decline your offer.”
He shook with laughter under me and pulled me closer to whisper in my ear. My hard nipples brushed against the fine hair on his chest and I sucked in a harsh breath as his hands ran up my back, pulling me even closer.
“You can fight me all you want, little bird, but you are mine. And, sweetheart, in case you value Skelly’s hide, don’t you ever let him see you like this again. This body, all of you, now belongs to me.”
The arrogant ass made my blood boil.
“I don’t belong to you or to Skelly. Skel has seen me naked, so have a few others, so what?” I snapped then frowned down at him. “You fuck your women in front of whoever is watching, whenever you want. I was under the impression that you liked exhibiting your women and your power over them. Why the sudden turnaround?”
A growl, an honest to goodness growl, erupted out of him.
“I’m claiming you, little bird. No one but me will see you naked from now on. And I won’t be fucking you in front of my brothers or anyone else for that matter. This body and your orgasms are for me alone, no one else.”
I sighed. The bastard pushed all my buttons, hard. But there was no way I was going to get into his overfull bed.
“I don’t share, Hawk. I’ve never shared. When I take a man to my bed he knows it and if he can’t give me that he is gone. You have more bitches than you know what to do with, and I won’t be joining their ranks.”
I was surprised when he nodded in agreement. I actually felt my mouth dropping open before I snapped it closed. The bastard winked, smiled and nuzzled my neck before pulling back and sliding his hands up over my sides, skimming them over my breasts and up to cup my face and hold it captive in his big hands. My pussy throbbed right along with my racing heart.
“Giving you notice, sweetheart. I have moved the bitches out of the house, gave them some money to set them up as agreed when they moved in. I’m done with them. I haven’t been with any of them since our last meeting, all I want is you. I know you are going to fight me on this but I don’t care, baby. You showed me tonight that you have the strength to take on my brothers and my club. You are strong enough to handle me and this life we live. I’ve been looking for you for years and you were right here, in my own fucking back yard. Not fucking walking away from you, little bird. You will be mine, only mine. And I will be yours, only yours.”
Holy fucking shit!
“You must be high, or just plain crazy. You don’t know me, Hawk. You have no idea who I am just like I don’t know you either.”
That damned smile again.
“Baby, we’re not like the civilians who fucking date for months getting to know each other. We live fast, know what we want and take it. I want you, you want me, I claim you, we fuck and it’s done. But you’ve been hurt, so we’re not going to fuck tonight. I’ll give you tonight to build up your strength because tomorrow you’re going to need it, little bird.”
He grinned wickedly as he leant forward pushing his face into my neck, sucking hard, marking me, making me squirm. As he pulled away his tongue slid along the side of my jaw and then he was facing me again. Leaving me a shuddering, needy heap of want in his lap.
Oh hell.
“Tomorrow I will be in your bed or you will be in mine. I don’t care which, just as long as it’s you I slide into and make come before we go to sleep.”
With that he lifted me off his lap and stood me up in the middle of the hot tub. He rose up out of the water and my eyes ran over his wet body.
Sweet baby Jesus.
He was magnificent, with all those hard muscles, some hair on his chest, a glory trail and a v-line that led to a spectacularly hard cock. Totally the best I’ve ever seen or had. I bit my bottom lip as my eyes took a survey of his body and the throb between my legs screamed for attention. Boy oh boy, I was in big trouble here.
I dragged my eyes away from his body and looked up into his laughing eyes. I didn’t have time to admire those eyes because he bent down and his lips covered mine. And I stopped thinking as his tongue slipped inside. Immediately my empty pussy clenched, wanting more. Wanting that huge cock inside me. I moaned as his tongue slid along mine, totally obliterating every other kiss I have ever had.
The kiss burned through me and left me weak and hanging onto him when he lifted his head. Hell, the man could kiss. His cock pushed against me, rubbing ever so slow over my mound. His piercing slid over my wet skin. Inciting a fire he was not going to quench.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, sweetheart. I have some things to get done in the morning. I’ll text you. Be good for me, little bird.”
He tapped my nose, got out of the tub, drew his clothes on over his wet body and his totally gorgeous hard as a rock cock and walked away before I could force one single word out of my mouth. I was about to jump out and run after him when I realised I was naked. And I only had a very small towel to cover my nakedness. Hawk would not like me running around naked where anyone could see.
What! What the hell was wrong with me? One kiss and I’m acting like a total skapie! (sheep)
I stood there listening to the sound of his bike starting. I was frozen in the middle of my hot tub as the deep rumble faded away. Then I slowly sank back down into the bubbling warm water.
What the hell had just happened?
