Burned by Abi (Devil Savages MC Book 2) (8 page)

“Shit, they have been begging for one. Rose’s little brother is here ninety percent of the time. He’s a cute little guy. He went home decked out in a Savage cut, boots, and bandana last week.”

“Oh Lord. Spoiled much?”

“Well, he needed the garb to go with the motorcycle power wheels Tonto got him.” Chevy grinned, grabbing her cell phone. She flipped the screen a few times and handed it to Abi. It was a picture of the little tike riding his bike in the parking lot next to all of the big motorcycles, fully decked out. He had on someone’s aviator glasses to polish the look.

“Awww! He’s freaking adorable! I guess Rose’s mom should just be glad he wasn’t carrying a beer in his hand.” Chevy took the phone and swiped again, smirking. The next picture was of him holding a sippy cup that someone had glued a Jack Daniel’s label to. “Oh Lordy. I shoulda known.”

“Yeah, he’s a cutie. It’s funny to watch these guys with him. They go from asshole to baby-babbling, horsie-ride-giving softies.”

“
Horsie
rides? Damn I gotta see that shit.” The guys started walking in, all migrating upstairs. “I guess it’s time.”

“Yeah. I don’t think it’ll take that long today. Mostly just tasking out security details and shit, and rounding up all the ol’ ladies and kids and shit. The only downside is that a lot of the rats are going to be hauled in here with us. On one hand, it’ll be good to keep the assholes occupied, but damn if I wanna deal with some of those little skanks. I’m one word away from doing a sweep on a couple of these whores. Jody is out. I’m bouncing her nappy ass down the pavement tonight. Rachael is right behind her. The guys are getting tired of their shit anyway.”

“Who are they?” Abi pointed to the two new faces over in the corner who were taking a lot of shit from Jody and Rachael.

“The redhead is Cherry. She seems to be a pretty sweet girl, and rumor has it, she can suck a tennis ball through a water hose. The brunette is Katy.”

"Yeah, I recognized her. She was the one Tonka had fucked the other night." Abi fought the urge to bash her pretty little head against the wall.
What the hell?
Abi wasn’t one to ever be even the slightest bit jealous, but just seeing the girl’s face had her temper raging.

“You okay?” Chevy’s voice cut through her inner dialog.

“Hum? Oh, yeah. Fine.” Abi grabbed a bag of chips off the table and crammed a handful into her mouth. Chevy watched her carefully, but didn’t pry. If the girl was finally setting her sites on one of the guys, the less she knew the better. Plus, she had bigger fish to fry. Once again, Jody’s skank ass was causing problems. She’d done been warned to stay away from the married bikers and had ignored it one too many times. Sandman, Tonto, and Yo Neg were walking by when she made her move. With Rose at the doctor and Raven with her, Chevy stepped in.

“Excuse me for a minute… I need to take out the fuckin’ trash.” Chevy walked over to the girl who was hanging on the guys, her hand cupping not the single man's dick, but of the dicks of Rose's men. “I warned you, you nasty slut.” With no other warning, Chevy cocked back and knocked Jody on her ass, diving on top of her with both hands swinging. The two tumbled around the floor, Chevy keeping the upper hand. Jody got few blows in, and like most stupid cunts, she tried pulling hair more than her fists made contact. “Oh fuck no.” Chevy grabbed her head with both hands and slammed it to the ground. Jody fought for her life, clawing and thrashing under her. Somehow in the mix, Jody’s scrap of a shirt was torn off, her back exposed.

“You stupid slut, get off me!” Jody screamed. Chevy rolled her over and planted her face in the concrete with enough force her nose and mouth spurt open. Blood ran down her face, the lumps and bumps already swelling. Jody flipped to her side and took a swing but Chevy dodged to the side. With the girl off-balance, Chevy grabbed her arm and wrenched it behind her back, flipping her back over on her stomach. With her shirt gaping open and shredded, her back was fully exposed. The room gasped. In the middle of her shoulder blades, the Savages’ colors were inked into her flesh.

“Oh, hell no. Abi, bring me a blade. This little slut got the Devil Savages’ tat without earning it. That’s club property, whore, and I’m taking it back.” Her words set the bitches in motion. Getting the mark was a privilege that was earned, and took years to get. For her to go out on her own and get tatted was a slap in the face to all the girls. Abi didn’t flinch, knowing that by the time the bitches and Chevy got done with her, there wouldn’t be much left. She handed Chevy her blade and backed away, catching Rachael out of the corner of her eye.
Don’t do it, cunt.
Before Abi could get her next thought out, Rachael did
it
. In one leap, Rachael dove on top of Chevy, knocking her backwards off Jody. Abi took a step forward but stopped, smiling. “You just signed your death warrant, Rachael. Abi?”

“Stupid move.” Abi grinned, pushing through the mob of bitches about to attack and grabbed Rachael by the throat and planted her fist smack dab in her nose. Rachael fell to the ground, her body stiff, totally unconscious. Abi looked at Chevy with an eyebrow raised, waiting to see what to do. Chevy rolled her eyes and turned back to Jody.

“This…” she traced the point of the knife along the tattoo, “belongs to the Savages.” Chevy gritted her teeth and sliced around the artwork, removing the piece of skin. Jody’s blood pooled around them on the floor, her screams piercing through the air. Abi watched on, emotionless. When the last thread of fatty tissue had been torn away, Chevy rose with the chunk of flesh in hand. Tonto stood by the bar, arms folded across his chest. His stone cold expression revealed nothing of a reaction, but the icy glare and simple nod was all that was needed for the Prospects to move in and remove both women from the club. Chevy handed him the tattooed skin and wiped the blood off her face with the back of her arm. “Here. This belongs to you.” Without another word, Chevy went to the back to clean up. Raven was one mean bitch, but if Chevy had to deal with the little tramps, there was blood payment required. She had no hesitation in doing what was necessary for her family.

The bitches were already instructing the rats to clean up the mess. With the night just beginning, Abi couldn’t help but get excited. She needed a good fight. Maybe being holed up in the clubhouse would be a good thing after all. Plus, the beds and bathrooms were a hell of a lot nicer than they were at home. It was a damn mansion compared to the shithole her brother lived in.

Yo Neg had been watching Abi from the doorway, shocked at the effortless damage she’d created with one punch. He was impressed. And, just as luck would have it, she was headed in his direction. “Abi, a minute?” She turned and spotted him for the first time, surprise written in the contours of her features.

“What’s up?”

When her dark brown eyes looked up at him, he knew every effort to stay away from her fucking flew out the window. No matter what he did or what piece of pussy he stuck his dick in—she haunted his dreams and during the day, she had a running reel in his mind. It had been hard but he made a decision. If she wanted to play hard to get, he was game. He loved the thrill of a hunt, and having her be his prey would only be a fantasy come true. Because once he caught her—and he would—he’d make her ass submit over and over as he fucked down her barriers. He was done with hiding out and avoiding her, it made him feel like a pussy. He was anything but and she would learn to deal.

“I thought maybe we could talk..." Yo Neg paused, narrowed his eyes at her, and continued, "What the hell happened to your face? I leave on a short run and come back to this. Start talking now, Ab—”

“There you are. I need to see you in my office. Now.” Tonto walked up behind Yo Neg, cutting him off from his tirade. So much for getting answers or scoring some time with her. As much as he wanted to voice his distaste for the leader’s phenomenal cockblock, he bit his tongue. Abi shot a glance back at Yo Neg before nodding, following him back toward the small downstairs office.

“Damn, what’d I miss? It looks like a blood bath in here.” Great, now Tonka. Who’s next? The one time he wanted to wait and catch someone uninterrupted, everyone decided to jump on conversation at one time. What the fuck?

Yo Neg let out a deep sigh, rubbing his hand through his hair. “Well, from what I gather, Jody started some shit, and Chevy took care of it. The bitch had a Savages tat on her back, so of course the club property had to be returned when they bounced her.”

“Damn. Stupid cunt. Well, Chevy is a badass, no doubt about that.”

“Abi stepped in and clocked Rachael who tried to jump in. Knocked the bitch out with one fucking punch.” Yo Neg smirked.

Tonka grinned, not surprised. He glanced around, looking for Sledge before he spoke, “So, anything between you two?”

“Fuck no. I been staying away, then when I decide fuck it and come to speak with her. Every time I try to get close to her someone interrupts. Why?” Yo Neg wasn’t stupid. They’d been friends for too long for him not to pick up on Tonka’s mood change. Normally, he was a complete and utter asshole to everyone, not as bad as Yo Neg but close, and rumored to be incapable of smiling. Now, he couldn’t help but grin at the mention of the little hellcat stomping a rat.

“No reason. Wanna beer? I’m grabbing one before Rumble. I have a feeling we are in for some shit.”

“Bullshit. Something happened. What?” Damn him for being a nosey bastard. Any other bitch or tail, he wouldn’t give a flying fuck to ask about. But Abi… That one he knew would bring up red flags. Not one to lie, especially to his brother, he spilled it.

“She got wasted last night. Came in the clubhouse black and blue, lookin’ like hell. After half a fifth of Jose, I took her home. Sledge’s stupid ass wasn’t there to take care of her.”

“Fuck, man, you didn’t…” Yo Neg bowed up, shocking Tonka. Hell, they were all guilty of drunk fucking, but like him, Abi was different.

“No, asshole. The damn trailer is so bad if I’d have sneezed, the fuckin’ walls would have come down, so I crashed on the couch. This morning…well, I got a good taste at just how grown up she really is.” The words felt foreign on his tongue. He’d never talked about fucking a bitch so eloquently.

“Fuck.” Yo Neg didn’t know what to say. Hell, he couldn’t exactly scold him for doing the same damn thing he’d done. Even using that he hadn’t known it was Sledge’s sister before didn’t stop the fact that he wanted her now.

“I didn’t give her a chance to pull that shit she did on you. I got up and walked out.” He handed Yo Neg a beer and took a seat on the arm of the couch.

Yo Neg was pissed, but hell, she wasn’t marked. He had no stakes on her just as Tonka didn’t. If she wanted to fuck around, it was her choice. Even if he didn't like it.

*****

“Abi, take a seat.” Tonto remained standing, using his normal intimidation skills, although it didn’t faze her a bit. He slid a folder across to her, propping up against the desk.

“What’s this?” Abi asked.

“Open it.”

Abi arched an eyebrow but flipped it open, her face turning white. “Wh-where did you get this?” Spread out in front of her was a stack of pictures of her in the ring, dating back during her so-called college years. There was a list of her stats, info, and more.
Son-of-a-bitch.

“I know people. So, have fun in college?” Tonto couldn’t help but give her a hard time.

“Yeah. So what, you gonna rat me out to Sledge? He’s bound to find out sooner or later. I’m a grown ass woman, so he really doesn’t have much say.” Yeah, she sounded fifteen again but so what.

“Nope. I have something else in mind. I want you to move in the clubhouse. That damn piece of shit Sledge has you living in is bullshit. I oughta kick his ass for leaving you unprotected after all the shit we have going down right now. In return, I’ll let you fight at Devil’s Den.” Had Abi just heard him right? He was offering to let her fight. Some of the top competitors go to the Den. If she could beat the national champ, she had a chance at being picked up in the UFC and go on to hopefully make it against Ronda Rousey. Hell yeah. So, what was the catch?

“So, what do you get out of it? You and I both know I’m not here to be one of the bitches and make the fuck rounds.”

“Maybe not the rounds, but you have fucked a couple of the guys in my club," Tonto smirked.

"Is there not anything you fucking don't know?" Abi asked arching her eyebrow.

"Nope. And I also know you need a job, and a place to live. We need you safe, and someone we can count on to help secure things around here when we are gone. Help Chevy if the time arises, and the gig is yours. You will be expected to follow the rules of course. No outsiders inside. No business outside. Think you can handle that?”

“And Sledge?”

“Doesn’t need to know unless you tell him, although after seeing you today, I can’t imagine how you’d hide it. You look like ass. Like you said, you’re a grown ass woman.” He grinned, loving the tough ass girl she’d become. Sledge had tried to keep her away, but she’d still grown up with Savage in her blood.

“That’s the thing—he’s been too busy burying his dick to notice. I figure I have a few more weeks before he finally notices. By then, it won’t matter. You’ve got a deal, although I think I’m getting the better end of it all here.” She got up and shook his hand, excited about the fight. The next event wasn’t for another two weeks but she needed time to train and get ready.

“Thanks.” Tonto had always looked out for her, even if it was behind the scenes on most cases. Her father and Tonto’s had been close back in the day, running the Savages together until he’d passed. Word had it that their mother was one of the club bitches before she hooked up with her pops, and had frequented Tonto’s dad's regularly. But who knows the real truth. Most of their club life stayed at the club and away from the kids.

“Thank you for not being a brat about staying here. I gotta get Rumble started. Would you mind checking on Rose on your way back? She’s had the flu for days and Raven just brought her back from the doctor not too long ago. If she needs any prescriptions filled or whatever, send one of the Prospects.”