INSIDE BROKEN (A Devil Call MC Book) (Talon & Everly Book One) (Devil Call MC - Talon & Everly 1) (4 page)

“
I
don
’
t need a fucking patch,
”
I said.
“
I
’
m
out. I
’
m free. You need to
realize that.
”

I took a huge risk and then turned
around. My back to these enemies. The giant patch on my leather showing off the
Devil Call MC logo and name. I walked slowly back to Layne and the other guys.

“
You
’
re just as fucking crazy as when
you went in,
”
Layne said.

“
Always,
”
I said.

A shot rang out and I shook my
head. These assholes weren
’
t
going to get the picture.

“
Light
it up,
”
I whispered.

Buzzy and Austin started to shoot
first.

I turned and pulled out my gun and
started to aim for their motorcycles.

The onslaught of shooting began. We
all retreated enough to use our motorcycles as shields. I, of course, had
Everly crouched down next to my ride, keeping her safe.

I emptied my first clip and
reloaded. Layne shot and hit one of the guys in the shoulder. He dropped his
gun and fell off his motorcycle, screaming in pain. That didn
’
t diffuse a thing. They kept
shooting. We kept shooting. A couple bullets came close to hitting us. They
popped into the ground and trees and rocks on the side of the road. The
buzz
of the bullets went by me and I felt right at home again.

We managed to hit two more of the
guys before the gunfire stopped.

The guy who had been talking to me
put his hands out. He then put his weapon down and stepped from his motorcycle.
He pointed to me and nodded.

“
What
you hiding there, boy?
”
he
asked.

“
Something
for me,
”
I said.

“
Pretty
girl back there?
”

“
Maybe.
”

“
Tell
you what
…
give me her and I
’
ll let you and your boys ride
through. No questions. No bullets. I
’
ll
offer a little protection.
”

I looked down at Everly. The words
definitely got to her. She looked scared as hell. She shook her head. She
thought I was going to give her up to these assholes.

“
You
are the one who needs protection,
”
I warned.
“
It
’
s been a long eighteen months.
But everything changes right now. Get that through your fucking mind. I don
’
t play games. Whatever you think
or you
’
ve heard, it
’
s bullshit. I
’
m here right now.
”

“
No,
I want that piece of ass you
’
re
hiding. Me and my guys could use a little fun tonight.
”

“
Not
going to happen,
”
I said.
“
She
’
s all mine.
”

I looked down at Everly. Damn, she
was in such a good position right now. Too bad these guys had to fuck this up.
I could have myself buried in her mouth right now.

“
I
’
m not playing around,
”
the guy said.
“
At all. You get that?
”

“
Neither
am I,
”
I said.

“
So
how do we settle this?
”

“
Like
honest men,
”
I said. I put
my fists up and gave a nod.

I hadn
’
t had a really good fight in
…
oh, well, a day. But this would be the first fight
outside of prison.

“
Okay,
”
the guy said.
“
I knock your fucking teeth out
and then I
’
m going to take
that slut. Then my boys are going to send a clear message to the rest of you.
”

I ignored the empty words. I
crouched down and looked at Everly. I reached out and touched her face.

Just how in the good fucking
hell of anything did this beautiful woman end up in the watch of Devil Call MC?

6.

(Everly)

He touched my face and it did as
much as when he touched my leg. My body warmed over and I was wet. Damn me for
being so sensitive and tender, but I couldn
’
t
help it. I had tried to get Layne to touch me and he wouldn
’
t. I had fantasized about Talon
here and there
…
and now the
man was alive, out of prison, and staring at me.

The pictures did nothing compared
to the real thing. Prison must have given him nothing better to do than pushups
and chin-ups because he looked twice as big from the pictures I saw. It was
like muscle cut itself on top of muscle.

“
Look
at me,
”
Talon said, his
rough hand against my cheek.

“
I
am,
”
I said.

“
I
’
m going to fucking knock this
guy out,
”
he said.

Ohmyfuckinggosh
…
it was so sexy to
hear him say that. Mostly because I believed he would do just that. I
’
m not a woman of violence, but
there was just something about a guy like Talon. Everything about him screamed
bad boy and screamed wrong boy
…
but I couldn
’
t stop wanting
him to be bad, to be wrong, and to pull me into the storm he called his life.

“
Okay,
”
I said.

“
I
don
’
t know what
’
s going to happen then. They
should just back down and let us through. But they might pull their weapons
again. If shit goes bad, you need to stay down and protect yourself. Got that?
”

“
Okay.
I will.
”

“
I
can
’
t have that beautiful
head of yours getting blown off.
”

His fingers stroked my hair. I was
sopping between my legs. My panties were pulling up tight, desperate to absorb
all the desire leaking for Talon.

“
I
’
ll be fine,
”
I said.

“
Yeah,
sure thing. You don
’
t know
who I am, babe. You don
’
t
know what I
’
m going to do
with this club. Don
’
t be
fucking stupid about things.
”

I nodded. I couldn
’
t speak to what Talon said.

He reached into his leather and
took out his gun. He put it in my hand and nodded.
“
Know how to shoot that?
”

“
Pull
the trigger?
”
I asked with
a weak smile.

“
Beautiful,
”
he said.
“
Just don
’
t hit any of the guys wearing a Devil Call MC
patch.
”

“
I
’
ll try.
”

Talon shook his head.
“
Beautiful and trying to flirt
with me. With these assholes ready to take you and do whatever they want. Maybe
you do belong around here.
”

My mind scrambled as Talon started
to stand. I managed to say,
“
I
’
ll earn my keep. I promise.
”

Talon was standing. I was level
with his lower body. I was so tempted to drop the gun and grab his dick. Just
take him out of his pants and welcome him out of prison the right way.

“
I
know you will, babe,
”
Talon
said.
“
But right now, earn
your way back to the clubhouse by not getting killed.
”

Talon then took off his leather cut
and put it on the seat of his motorcycle. Next came the t-shirt. The muscles
rippled up and down his body. He had the same tattoos on his shoulders and
nowhere else. His chest was large and cut, his stomach muscles flexing as he
took breaths. A vein ran from each of his shoulders down through his biceps and
split into his forearms and his hands. He made fists and the veins pulsed.

This guy was deadly. Deadly to
those around him and definitely deadly to my heart.

I was fucked being near him.

I knew that and I wanted it. I
wanted it all.

Talon stepped around from his
motorcycle and opened his arms. He slowly turned around once, showing the other
guy he had no weapons. The other put his gun on the ground and put up his
fists. I looked over the motorcycle and just stared. This was so intense.
Dangerous. Hot.

Talon walked right up to the guy
and let him punch him. The punch knocked Talon back a few feet and he wiped the
corner of his mouth. There was blood. Talon smiled. He moved at the guy again.
The guy threw a fist and Talon dodged it. He then punched the guy in the
stomach. The guy let out a scream and Talon had him by the hair. He kept the
guy standing and then slammed his head against the guy
’
s face. That
’
s
when Talon went wild. Punch after punch, Talon started to destroy the guy.
Talon
’
s fists worked up and
down the guy
’
s body with so
many punches. It was like nothing I
’
d
ever seen before. The guy finally fell to the ground. Talon put his fists down
and I could see the blood on his fists.

“
You
done now?
”
Talon yelled.
“
You want to get the fuck back up
and do it again?
”

The guy
’
s face bled everywhere. He started to his feet and
then moved suddenly as he jumped at Talon. His shoulder hit Talon in the legs.
The move was awkward and it sent Talon stumbling back and down to his ass.

“
What
the fuck?
”
Talon yelled.

The guy had a plan though. He moved
toward his gun. If he got the gun he would shoot and kill Talon. I looked to
the gun in my hand, wondering what I should do. Should I stand up and shoot the
guy? What if I messed up and shot Talon?

Before I could make a decision, the
guy had his hand on the gun. Talon jumped to his feet and ran to the guy. With
one hard kick, he hit the guy in the ribs and sent him in the air. It was like
Talon punted a soccer ball. The guy couldn
’
t
hold the gun. He was in the air and then landed on his back. Talon then slowly
walked to the man and put his big boot on his face. He stepped and the man
started to scream.

“
You
’
re going to move out of my
fucking way,
”
Talon said to
the other guys.
“
If you don
’
t, I
’
m going to kill him and then I
’
m going to kill each and every
one of you.
”

The two men with shotguns lifted
their weapons. They pumped the shotguns and my heart damn near stopped.

“
Fucking
do it,
”
Talon said.
“
Pussies hesitate.
”

Talon applied pressure to the guy
on the ground. He screamed more. He ordered the guys to put their weapons down.

A couple seconds later there was
distant sound of motorcycles. I feared that more of these guys were coming. The
second this fight became an outnumbered fight, we were all screwed. Especially
me.

The rumbling continued and when I
saw the group of motorcycles pull up, it wasn
’
t
for these guys. They were all part of Devil Call MC. Layne or Buzzy or
something must have sent a message for a little back up.

I felt relieved and Talon took his
foot off the guy
’
s face. He
put his arms out and nodded.

“
Remember
who owns this town,
”
he
said.
“
That includes these
roads. The activities all around. I hope you boys saved all your damn money
because you
’
re officially
out of business.
”

The two guys still held their
shotguns up at Talon. But they weren
’
t
going to shoot. The guy Talon had fought was trying to get to his feet,
ordering everyone to calm the fuck down.

Talon came back to his motorcycle.
He took his t-shirt and cleaned up his hands and his face. He then rolled the
shirt up and threw it to the side of the road.

“
No
use for that now,
”
he said.

He then offered his hand to me and helped
me stand. I stood feeling frozen as I stared at him. I had never seen a man so
beautiful before. And the word beautiful was what kept coming to me. Slowly, I
lifted my left hand and reached forward. I touched Talon
’
s sweaty chest, my fingertips burning, sending
impulses all the way down my body. Even to my toes as they curled.

I felt turned on, broken, and
desperate.

“
Can
I have my gun back?
”
Talon
asked.

“
Yes.
”

I gave him his gun. He tucked it
into his pants and then grabbed his leather cut. He put it on and then got on
his motorcycle. He pointed to his helmet and gave me a nod.

I looked back to Layne and saw him
standing with his arms folded. Suddenly, I felt torn. Layne had always been the
one I rode with. Layne had been the one who helped me. He gave me a room to
stay in and feel comfortable. I only showered in his bathroom back at the
clubhouse. He never tried to impose himself upon me like the other guys did.

Like Talon was doing right now.

The difference was that I wanted
Talon to impose on me. I wanted him all over me. I wanted to fall to my knees
under his command and do whatever he wanted.

“
Move
out,
”
Talon yelled.

He started to creep forward and
Layne appeared right next to us. I looked at Layne and when he turned his head,
he looked at me for a quick second. His lip curled and then his eyes locked to
Talon
’
s.

“
Move,
”
Talon yelled.

“
I
am,
”
Layne called back.

He throttled his ride and took off.
I felt Talon tense up. He wanted to be first. If he was the leader of the MC,
it was his job to ride first. The move was a little defiance from Layne, but I
knew it was more. Layne was such a hidden man, he let his actions speak for the
words he held back.

I was uneasy as Talon started to
ride. He made it all that much worse when he pointed his gun at the other group
of guys. He started to shoot, purposely aiming too high. But it was enough that
the guys scrambled off their motorcycles. The guys fell to the ground and their
motorcycles did the same.

We arrived to the junkyard and then
the clubhouse a little while later. A large group of Devil Call MC guys were
waiting. They all started to applaud and cheer. Talon stopped his motorcycle
and climbed off. I slowly took my helmet off, feeling a little stranded. All
around, there were motorcycles, bikers, cheers. Bottles of beer and whiskey
were already being passed around.

I hung back and watched the entire
scene unfold. Everyone wanted to get near Talon. They wanted to touch him, hug
him, tell him they all loved him and missed him so much. One of the guys started
pouring beer over everyone and jumping, starting a wild cheer.

I felt someone next to me and
looked to see Layne standing with his arms crossed.

“
Hey,
”
I said.

“
The
king has returned,
”
Layne
said.

“
No.
Talon is back. This is as much yours as his, right?
”

Layne looked at me.
“
You don
’
t know fucking shit about this life, Everly. No
offense to you. There
’
s
serious shit that needs to happen now. It
’
s
going to be bloody for a while. I hope you
’
re
ready for it.
”

Layne took a step and I grabbed his
arm. He turned and looked at me. For a second I thought he was hurt. The look
on his face. The burning in his dark eyes.

“
What
am I supposed to do?
”
I
asked.

“
Whatever
you
’
re told to do,
”
Layne said.

“
From
you?
”

Layne didn
’
t respond. His silence was loud enough of an
answer.

“
You
know, you had chances,
”
I
said.
“
I was right there
…
for your taking
…”

“
Maybe
I knew better,
”
Layne said.
“
Maybe I knew what would be
waiting and coming for you. Think about that for a second.
”

“
Layne!
Get over here!
”

Voices were calling his name and
Layne went to join the club.

It left me feeling cold and alone.

Had Layne protected me all this
time just for the sake of Talon? What did that mean then?

I watched Talon take his leather
cut off and hold it in the air. His back pulled tight with more muscle than I
could count. Layne was in the mix of things too. But he was big and quiet. An
observer.

“
It
’
s time to settle up,
”
Talon announced.
“
Time to get to the table and
figure out how bad things are around here.
”