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DC
We left Durban within a few days of my dad’s visit. And though I had asked I still didn’t know what my punishment was going to be. But I didn’t allow myself to think about it too much or I’d drive myself crazy imagining what could happen. No use worrying anyway. What would be would be.
Hawk bundled me into the front seat of the cage that was carrying my bike and Gav’s back home. Thank heavens he was my driving buddy and not one of the others. We had the same taste in music and we both didn’t like making conversation just to make conversation. It made for a very enjoyable trip.
I wanted to go home, to my house, but I found out to my horror that Hawk had called for a semi-lockdown and I was stuck in their clubhouse with all his fucking sluts. He had dropped me right into hell.
And did the bastard take the time to tell me the whores were going to be there, in my face all the time? No he did not. I found out the hard way. As in walking into the kitchen for breakfast and there they were, all over my man supposedly serving him breakfast. He sat there not saying a word so I turned around walked right out and went to work.
For several weeks now everything had been quiet. Not a single strike against the club.
On a personal front my ribs no longer ached, my cast was long gone and I was back in the gym training with Grizzly and Alien whenever I could. Besides going to the gym and Mainline Ink II I was stuck inside the hell that was the Iron Dogz clubhouse.
The only family members I had been introduced to were Ice and his aunt Beryl. I knew he had an uncle, aunt and cousins but I never met them. Hawk’s aunt Beryl was the only friendly female face, the rest of the bitches hated me. The brothers weren’t much better. They ignored me or treated me like I was Hawk’s new fuck toy.
The hatred and disrespect had me avoiding all of them as much as possible.
I stretched out my time away from the clubhouse as much as I could but at the end of each day I was forced to return to that freaking hell hole. I didn’t even eat there. I ate at a little restaurant two doors down from my shop and if I missed dinner because of work I bought take aways that I ate alone in Hawk’s room.
And why was I alone in that room?
Because my man was busy with club business virtually 24/7. Leaving on long runs which left me at the mercy of the bitches in his club. I trusted nobody and never went unarmed, no matter what. Hawk’s aunt was the only one I ever spoke to or who spoke to me. Even Ice, his VP, never said a word to me, it was as if I was invisible. I was totally alone and so freaking unhappy, all I wanted was to go home.
Then came the day that busted the festering boil that was my life at the club wide open.
Very early on that Thursday morning Hawk, Kid, Sin and Beast along with some of the brothers had left on a run that would have them away from the club for four days. Ice and Jagger were left behind to watch over the clubhouse. The bitches made their move when the two of them were away taking care of business outside of the clubhouse.
Lizzy and Lacey along with their posse of whores jumped me as I walked into the common room on my way to work. I fought back, hard. When it was done there were whores all over the floor, bleeding. I had scratches on my face and neck, two fairly deep slashes to my left arm (again my poor left arm) an aching head where a chair had connected with the back of my head and three shallow stab wounds to my back.
I didn’t wait around to make sure I hadn’t killed any of the whores. I got out of there as fast as I could and raced through the early morning traffic to the Road Warriors compound where I knew I would be safe. There were bikes on my ass but I lost them once we left the highway. I was safe behind the locked gates when they arrived and were refused entrance. My dad and his club would keep me safe and protected.
The call came as Marco, the club medic, was busy working on my arm while Skel and Alien stood angrily watching. I didn’t answer. In fact I didn’t answer any of the calls. I handed my phone over to Skel and left it up to him and my dad to handle. My head ached like a son of a bitch and I thankfully swallowed the pills Marco handed me and went to bed. In the safety of my own room, guarded by men I trusted and loved.
When I woke hours later I felt a little better physically but mentally I was a complete mess.
I knew I was supposed to suck it up and handle the bitches at my man’s club, which I had done. Unfortunately I didn’t get the support due to an old lady from any of the men at the club. I totally lost it when the whores attacked me and thinking back I knew I had hurt them, badly. But I had been fighting for my life. They had been trying to kill me.
The Dogz were not going to be pleased. Like all bikers they liked constant access to easy pussy and now those pussies were hurt and most probably unable to put out. Did I care? Nope, not at all.
I lay there with my hands over my face and just breathed. Then I pulled on my big girl panties got my once again aching body out of bed, dressed and went to face the music.
A rumble of voices came through Doc’s office door and I knocked and waited.
“Come in.” I could hear he was pissed by the tone of his voice.
Taking a deep breath I opened the door and stepped inside closing it behind me. Doc and Tiny were on one side of the desk, Hawk and Ice on the other and Skel and Jagger against the wall. All the Dogz looked at me with cold eyes. And without even thinking about it I tipped my head to the side in an attempt to loosen the tight tendons in my neck. Usually I did that to set Crow free, it wasn’t my intention to do so now. The dark entity that was Crow grabbed the opportunity rushed in and took over, completely. It was as if I was a bystander in my own life as she faced off against the men.
Doc was the first to speak. “Tell me exactly what happened.”
The Crow tilted her head and looked at him out of dead eyes and by his frown I knew my dad saw that the Crow was in charge right now. “We were going to work. Walked into the common room and they attacked. I made them stop.” Crow hissed.
“You fucking killed two of their bitches.” Dad growled.
“Good riddance, those whores ambushed us, and were trying to kill us, me.”
I battled to get back into control but the Crow held me back as she turned her head to stare coldly at Hawk when he let out an angry bellow.
“Jesus fucking Christ, DC! Do you have any idea what you have done?” Hawk raged but Crow saw his eyes widening when he looked into her eyes.
Oh yes, he knew who was in the room with them now.
“Yes. Unlike you I protected DC from your whores. I brought her home where she will be safe with her family.” The Crow hissed coldly.
“She was never in any fucking danger. She attacked them without any provocation.” Hawk spit out and Crow hissed with icy rage.
“How would you know? You’re never there. She’s alone now that Gav has come home. Your whores have been making her life unbearable while you come back only to fuck her and leave again. As if she’s one of your whores. What was she supposed to do? Lie down and let them fucking kill her? Why would you value her life so little?”
Hawk glared at her coldly but it bounced off the dark ice that surrounded her.
“I checked the footage of the fight, Crow. I’m not convinced that you didn’t start the fight.” He sat forward in his chair as he snapped at Crow. “You need to step back and let me speak to DC. Now.”
Crow did not like him, not at all. In fact she was starting to hate him.
“And that tells me Ziggy was in on the attack and altered the footage. He is now my enemy and on the list. It’s becoming very long. But the Crow is patient. She will wait. She will have her revenge. She will have their blood.”
The Crow tipped her head to the side as she stared unblinkingly at Hawk Walker. “You hurt my other half. My DC. The Crow hates those who hurt DC. The Crow eliminates those who hurt DC. The Crow has a long list of those who will die. Soon. Very, very soon.” She said in an icy whispering voice.
Hawk hissed angrily. “No one is going to die, Crow. You are going to step back and let DC come back. She needs to talk to me herself. I know you’re protecting her but she is mine. As you are mine. I have now spoken to you, I need to speak to DC. Step back, now!”
Deathly silence fell in the room. Crow shook her head from side to side.
“The Crow protects her. Keeps her from harm. They mean her harm. They need to die.”
“No one is dying. No one in this room will ever harm her, as you very well know. I swear on my life I will keep her safe from harm. But you need to calm down and step back. She needs to handle this on her own. And you need to start listening to me.” Hawk laid down the law.
All I heard was her coldly declaring her intention to kill the men in the room and Hawk disagreeing. I had to control the other half of myself. Because that’s who the Crow really was. She was the other side of me, part of me. She was me.
I shuddered as I forced the Crow to back down. She didn’t want to leave. She wanted to protect me against these men but I didn’t need her protection. I was safe in this room. Reluctantly the dark side of me faded into the background, but she was still there, watchful and very, very angry. But then so was I. I was furious with the men in front of me.
By the look in Hawk’s eyes I could see he knew the Crow had retreated but not very far.
“I did not attack your sluts. You need to recheck the footage. Or better yet, you need to send the footage to Skel so he can find out where and by whom it has been altered. Do whatever the fuck you need to do with your club. I’m not going back to that hellhole. I’m safe here and when I feel better I’ll be going to my home.”
Hawk immediately shook his head, denying me.
“No, you’re not. The danger isn’t past, DC, and as my old lady you will stay at the clubhouse where I can be assured of your safety.”
This time I shook my head and denied him. I laughed mirthlessly. “Don’t make me laugh. Have you claimed me in front of your club as your old lady? No. Have you given me a Property of kutte? No. Have you arranged to put your ink on me? No. Do I have any power in your club? No. Your brothers disrespect me and treat me as if I’m your latest fuck toy, nothing more. And how safe was I when I came out of your room to go to work yesterday? Oh yes, I’m so fucking safe in your club that I’m attacked and no one lifts a hand to help me. They just fucking watched. Your club is filled with my enemies and I won’t be going back there. I don’t trust you or anyone in your club. I’m no longer yours.”
Hawk was stunned. I saw it in his eyes as he just sat there and looked at me.
“Yesterday was my fault.” Ice rumbled. “I didn’t think Jagger and I would be away long and I didn’t leave instructions for your safety.”
I snorted derisively and I heard my dad and Skelly swearing softly. I opened my mouth to answer but Alien got there first.
“And right there is your problem. Why the hell do you need to leave instructions to guard your presidents’ old lady inside your own fucking clubhouse? It’s supposed to be the place where she is safest.” Alien jumped feet first into the discussion or argument, whatever the hell this was. “She’s right. She’s not safe anywhere near any of you fuckers. She stays right the fuck here.”
I agreed with Alien. All I knew was that I wasn’t going to go back. I didn’t trust any of them to have my back. Sadly, right now not even the man I loved.
I didn’t have to wait long for his angry retaliation.
“Fucking hell, DC. You know why those bitches were in the clubhouse, it was to keep them safe. You were there when I told my brothers you were mine, my old lady. Everyone knows you belong to me. I admit, I haven’t done what I should have and called a full meeting to let them all know without any uncertainty that you are mine. And I haven’t given you a Property kutte yet. But, baby, you know with all the shit that went down there hasn’t been any time to do it.”
I shook my head and sighed angrily.
“Excuses, excuses, excuses. Always with the excuses. Go back to your clubhouse and your sluts. I’m no longer interested. Are we done here? I’ve lost an entire day of work because of this shit. And I have a headache and I ache everywhere like a son of a bitch. I need to find Marco and get more painkillers.”
For some strange reason Hawk was suddenly smiling. What the hell? Is the man bipolar or something?
“Stop pushing me away, little bird. You are mine. You will always be mine and if you don’t watch that mouth I will be turning your ass red.”
My back shot straight at his threat and I snarled at him, I genuinely snarled at him. What the hell? He grinned and continued to lay it out.
“I’m sorry I accused you. I don’t need to recheck the footage, I believe you. I will find whoever altered it. I will be making it clear to everyone in my club and outside my club that you are my old lady. You belong to me and anyone who lifts a hand to harm you will be losing that hand. You will be coming home with me and the bitches that attacked you, the ones who survived, they will find out how very pissed off I am. They won’t come after you again.”
My dad didn’t say a word, he just watched. Very carefully.
So, fine. He gave me what I needed but I still wasn’t happy about those sluts staying. I opened my mouth to answer but that’s as far as it got. He was up and out of his chair, picked me up and carefully threw me over his shoulder. I groaned as pain streaked through my back. And that traitor Skel opened the door for him.
“Excuse us, my woman needs a quick reminder of just who she belongs to.” Hawk explained to the grinning bastards in that fucking room.
With that he stalked out of the office and to my room with me hanging over his shoulder. I didn’t beat his back or dare raise my voice because I didn’t want the brothers to see me like this. They would laugh their asses off and never let me forget it.
I bounced as he threw me on my bed and fell down on top of me.
“Eina! Ow, ow, ow! That freaking hurts.” I moaned as the cuts in my back stung and my headache throbbed behind my eyes. Hawk immediately lifted his weight off me.
“Ah, fuck, I’m sorry, baby. So fucking sorry I let this happen to you, little bird. I promise those bitches will be told in no uncertain terms what will happen to them if they try any shit with you ever again.” He stroked his fingers over the scratches on my face and on my neck and I could see the anger in his eyes.
But it still wasn’t enough to soothe the pain and rage I felt. And I knew those sluts were never going to give up. They’ll just find a subtler way to get at me.
“That’s just it, Hawk. All you do is talk and nothing happens to them. I should be the one shutting them down. As the presidents old lady I’m supposed to have power over those bitches and I don’t. If I give an order in your clubhouse I will be laughed out the door by those sluts and by your brothers. It’s as if any respect the brothers had for me suddenly vanished the minute you took me into your clubhouse. They treat me as if I’m just another one of your sluts.”
He was on his knees over me and sat back on his calves. Regret in his eyes.
“You’re right, I failed you, DC, but that’s done. As of today things are going to change, I’m going to make them change. I’m sorry I wasn’t there to take your back when you needed it, baby. I grew up in a club where my dad’s word was law and my mum stayed home and out of club business. The same as my Aunt Beryl. It’s only recently that she started coming in to cook and take care of us. I think I tried to shove you into that box. You will have to be patient with me. I’m trying, baby, honestly, I’m trying.”
I sighed. I had no defence against this freaking man.
“Then you will have to be just as patient with me. I’m used to taking care of business and being on the inside and being asked for my opinion, and receiving the respect due to me when I give my opinion. I will never be like your mum, Hawk. I refuse.”
He dipped his head and ran his lips softly over mine. “And I’m fucking glad you’re not, little bird. I need a woman strong enough to take on the shit that’s raining down on us and you are that woman. My woman. My old lady. And right now I need to show my old lady how much I need her.”
And I wanted him to show me.
Pushing away from me Hawk stood at the side of my bed and started to undress. The kutte went first, neatly folded and draped over the small couch. The rest quickly followed. As each piece of clothing came off more of his beautiful body was revealed. And my breathing picked up.
“You are so damned pretty, my Viking.” I mumbled as I fumbled with my clothes.
I had them off and kicked out of the way when I looked up.
He was right next to the bed. His hand wrapped around his heavy cock and stroking slowly. Up and down. Up and down. I could not keep my eyes off that hand or that cock.
Hawk bent down and lifted me as he sat down with me lying over his naked lap. Oh shit.
“Told you I was going to turn your ass red because of that mouth of yours. Didn’t I, DC?”
A little shiver zipped through me. “Uhm, yes, yes you did. But I only...”
I didn’t get any further. The first tap burned but it warmed as he spread those taps out. Never hitting the same place twice. As he laid his marks over my ass with one hand the other played with me. He had me hovering on the edge as he tapped and played.
I burned, from the outside in, I burned and I wanted him. So damned badly I was begging for his cock.
“Please, Hawk, give it to me. Give me your big cock. Please.”
He laughed softly as he stroked his hand over my hot ass, soothing away the burn.
“My little bird likes her punishment. She likes the way I play with her ass. When we get home we’ll see how creative I can get and how much my woman can take.”
I hummed in agreement as his fingers swiped through my folds and gave my clit a hard tap. I shuddered in his lap.
“But not right now. Not going to play with my little bird’s pussy right now. Going to fuck it hard and rough and you’re going to take it, baby. You’re going to take it all, everything I want to give to you, and you’re going to take it.”
Lifting my ass to get his fingers back I moaned. I didn’t, what I did get was so much better.
Hawk flipped me over, lifted me and lay me on the bed, my legs hanging off the side. He dragged me to the edge of the bed and my back and red ass burned as the duvet scraped over the sore and sensitive skin.
My moan had scarcely left my mouth when he was on his knees between my wide spread legs. Throwing my legs over his shoulders he dived between my thighs, sucking hard, I screamed as my over stimulated clit sent streaks of pleasure through me. He did not let up. His lips, tongue and teeth and beard tortured me. Sucked at me. Licked at me. Bit my folds and clit. Rubbed over my sensitive skin. Driving me insane with want.
I needed to come, so very badly. But he tortured me. Refused to let me come. I was getting desperate. Moaning, pleading. To no avail.
I was a shuddering mess when he rose, my legs slid off his shoulders to flop down like they were made out of jelly. There was no resistance as he moved me to the centre of the bed, flipped me over and pushed two of the pillows beneath my trembling stomach. He pushed my thighs together, stroking his hands over the outside of my legs and up over my hips, sliding them down and over my breasts. Big fingers rolled, pulled and pinched my nipples making me gasp for breath.
Oh, shit. I knew what was coming and I trembled with anticipation.
“Keep your legs together for me, baby. Don’t move until I tell you. Going to fuck you, little bird. Going to take you hard and not wearing a fucking condom either. Never wearing that shit ever again. And we don’t have to worry about diseases, baby. I’ve been tested, I’m clean. I would never put my dick in this beautiful little pussy if there was a chance of giving you something.”
His fingers played with my breasts and I moaned, lifting my hips to get more of him. My hands were clenched into fists beside my head which was turned so I could watch him over my shoulder. My Viking was so damned beautiful as he rose up behind me, kissing a line down my spine and placing soft kisses over my stab wounds. I shuddered as the hair on his thighs rubbed against my hot cheeks. I held my breath in anticipation, I didn’t have to wait long.
Sliding his hot, hard cock over my pussy through my tightly clenched thighs he coated himself in my juices. Juices that were running out of me and slicking my inner thighs. He was no longer leaning over me but watching where his cock moved over my needy pussy. That damned piercing of his bumped against my clit at the end of every slide. Setting off visible tremors in my body.
“Prepare yourself, little bird.” He suddenly growled.
I didn’t have time to prepare. His cock was sliding over me and then it was slamming through my sensitive flesh and the orgasm that had been hovering broke over me. I screamed as my flesh convulsed around his driving cock. He didn’t stop fucking me though. That big cock of his kept hammering at me driving me up again to crash in a shower of pleasure.
My orgasm was still hurtling through me when he flipped me and his cock slammed back into my spasming pussy. Forcing its way inside past the contracting muscles. I wrapped my legs around his hips as he kept fucking me hard. His cock felt bigger, harder, and wider. His eyes on mine he laced our fingers together and pushed our hands into the bed above my head. Dipping down he ran his tongue over my open lips, licking and sucking at them. Kissing me deeply before lifting back up to look in my eyes before he glanced down to watch his cock shuttling in and out of me, so very hard.
I felt another orgasm building and tightened my fingers around his, holding on for what I knew was going to be a life altering experience. By the look in his eyes I knew it was the same for him.
It came at us like a tsunami, taking us up and over. Slamming us into the ground and lifting us up. Over and over and over.
He growled low and long in my neck and I moaned against his chest as it moved through us. I lay under him, washed to shore, drained and shuddering. Inside me I felt his cock jerk as the tiny aftershocks moved through both of us. His face lay in my neck, his teeth clamped down on my shoulder. I had no idea when that had happened but as the endorphins receded I started feeling it.
Started feeling all my aches. And there were quite a few.
I liked rough sex, had it before. But what we had just done was more, more than just rough sex.
It was a primitive claiming. He had claimed me, left his mark on me, inside and out.
Pulling his face from my neck Hawk looked down at me and his eyes searched mine. As if looking for something.
“Are you okay, baby? Was I too rough? I fucking bit you there at the end, little bird. No idea why the fuck I did that. Have never done it before.”
Swallowing hard I licked my lips as I found my voice. “That was freaking unbelievably good. Love you, my Viking.”
“Love you, my little bird, more than I have ever loved anyone or anything in my life.”
I lay in my man’s arms and revelled in the afterglow of really great rough sex.
If I was psychic and could see into the future I would have seen that there would be a next time, and a next time, and a next.
I would be pushing his buttons in the future because rough sex with my old man was out of this world good. So very, very good.
And all those sluts at his clubhouse had better watch themselves. I would not be taking any shit from anyone anymore. And that included every single patched member.
Hawk wanted me to be his old lady.
So I will be his old lady and I will take control.
I was raised in an MC. I knew exactly how far I would be able to push.
I smiled against my man’s chest.
The Iron Dogz and their bitches had better watch out.
There was a new bitch in charge.
Hawk
Hawk lifted onto his forearms, not letting go of his little bird’s hands and glanced down their bodies to where his cock and hips were slamming into her. He was taking her so fucking hard and all she did was moan and throw her hips up to meet his. Her legs clamped tightly around him.
His climax hit and threw him up so high he threw his head back and roared then dropped down and clamped his teeth down around her shoulder muscle. Marking her as his. Her pussy convulsed around him, drawing him deeper and deeper into his climax. It hurt it was so fucking good. He held on as his cock jerked inside her, coating her insides with his come, marking her in every way he could.
His hand on her ass. His teeth in her shoulder. His come inside her. And soon he would have his ink on her body. Telling the world that she belonged to him. And if his little bird wanted it he would put a ring on her finger, making them legal in the eyes of the fucking law.
Anything for her. Whatever she wanted he would give her.
Settling her in his arms and on his chest he kissed her forehead. He could relax now that he’d had her and sorted through some of their problems. He’d had to cut short what he was busy doing to race back and take care of his woman. Unfortunately he would have to leave her again to take care of club business soon.
And when he left, his woman would have more than enough power to take care of business at the clubhouse. No one would ever fucking disrespect her again. He would see to it.
But right now they had to get home. He was going to move her into his house where she would be more comfortable and won’t have the sluts in her face all the time.
His little bird deserved more from life than what she’d had up to now. He wanted to give her more. And he would give her more. It would be his honour and pleasure.
Together they would face the shit that was coming and they would get through it.
His smile was predatory. The little bird in his arms was a force to be reckoned with and she was all his. Would always be his and only his. Why the fuck had he thought he could tame this little demon child?
You can’t tame a wild child like his little bird.
And you definitely can’t tame the Crow. She would always be unpredictable, wild and dangerous.
But now wasn’t the time to worry about what tomorrow might bring. Now was for them.
As the late afternoon sun painted her body golden he held his little bird in his arms laying tiny kisses against her hair.
He knew without any doubt that she was his and would always be his.
The fucking love of his life.
