The Devils Fighter (The Devils Soldiers mc) Page 7
“Don't you want me to stay?” I shake my head at her
“Nope” I pull my boxers back up and watch as she stands up leavin' completely naked.
**
I wake up my dick standin’ at attention, fuckin’ dreamin’ about Widow all night has me in a fuckin’ pissed off mood. I jump up and head for a shower, but even with the cold water my dicks still hard, I rub one out, but even after that I'm still fuckin’ hard. It's like I've taken ten fuckin’ blue pills, I put on my sweats and head out to the gym. Fuckin’ Widow has me fucked up, and I've barely said a fuckin’ word to her. After I work out hard I head back to the clubhouse feelin’ a little lighter, I know I shouldn't have worked so hard, but Widow is their right fuckin’ there in my head. As I walk in I see her head towards Magic and Boogie, the two of them laugh slappin’ her on the back (what the fuck) Cookie sits next to me “Mornin’ ready for today” he asks (fuck yeah, I am)
“Yeah” is all I say still watchin’ Widow and the other two out the corner of my eye. I hear them laugh again and look over just as Summer walks past and I see Widow wink at her, and I frown (what the fuck) “What's that about?” I ask Cookie and motion towards the three of them
“Widow” is all he says, and I look at him.
“What about her?”
“Looks like they're happy she hooked up.”
“What the fuck man!” I say, and he looks at me
“What?”
“Who the fuck did she fuck?” he smiles motioning toward Summer.
“Summer!” I ask confused, and he nods his head.
“Yep”
“Fuck off!” he shakes his head.
“Nope, stole her off of Bosse and his boys last night, it was funny as fuck” I turn towards Widow again.
“Didn't know she batted for the other team,” he looks at me.
“Batted for the other team,” he says laughin'.
“What?”
“Why you so interested anyway,” he asks me lookin’ to at me a little too closely.
“I'm not” I get up and walk into the kitchen for some breakfast.
*
The second round starts, and I'm the second fight of the day, I watch as Hellboy gets into the cage and he's not lookin’ so good. I crack my neck waitin' for the bell; when I hear it, I go in for the kill. It takes two punches, and he hits the mat out cold, the gate opens, and I walk out Cookie comin’ up to me.
“Fuck man I missed it, I looked away for a fuckin’ second, and it was over” I smile, but as I sit down, Widow walks past.
“Good luck,” I tell her, and she winks at me.
“I don't need luck,” she says, walking off, and I watch her, her ass in her boy shorts makin' my dick hard again and I growl (fuck)
The next fight is the Sinner and Blaze one of the club enforcers, Sinner’s one of the newest members he's tall, big and built, but Blaze has the power. He's stocky but not too big, we knew going into this we could draw up a Brother from the same club, but you feel torn between the two. I watch my two Brothers get ready than the bell rings. Blaze jabs as Sinner blocks his hits they go blow for blow until Sinner gets Blaze to the mat and it looked like it was over until the bell rings, Sinner lets him up, and they pump fists heading to each other’s corner. My eyes drift to the side, and I see Widow warmin’ up, she's next up to fight and who is she fightin’ Bosse of all people. The guys fuckin’ huge compared to her; she's gonna get annihilated. The bell rings again, and the guys are back at it, the bell rings again, and Blaze has a cut above his eye where Sinner nailed him with a backward elbow. I turn back to Widow, and she's talkin’ to her Sniper who has both hands on each of her shoulders, and she nods her head as he talks to her. The bell rings again, and the crowd get louder, this is the last round the boys’ punch kick, jab and wrestle when. When the bell rings again, both men embrace, breathin’ hard Shadow walks to the side, and Greer whispers something to him, all of the Nomads are the referees of the fights, so it's at least fair. Shadow comes back to the middle where both fighters are waiting
“The winner by Fifty-Six to Fifty-Four is Sinner” he holds up his hand as Saint picks his brother up; the crowd quietens down when the doors of the cage reopen and Bosse steps into the ring
“Damn, he's a big fucker” Cookie says
“Yeah,” I look to the side of the ring and see Widow stretchin’ Sniper still standin’ behind her whisperin’ in her ear, it doesn't even look like she's payin’ attention, but she nods her head. He pushes her forward, and she steps into the ring jumpin’ up and down stretchin’ her legs. Preacher steps into the ring and leans over whispers somethin’ to her; she says something back to him he walks out shakin’ his head
“What the fuck do you think that's about?” Cookie asks me
“No idea man,” I watch as Preacher steps back out standin’ next to Sniper.
Chapter Fifteen
Ava
Dad stands in front of me, hands on my shoulders “This guy’s a big fucker darlin’” he tells me, but I don't look at him. I just stare at his chest, going through the fight in my mind. I've never really fought someone as big as Bosse before, and I know I need to stay away from his fists and try to get him to the mat. I'm smaller so I'll be able to move faster, dad goes over techniques, things I can use to subdue him.
“Wear him out, let him swing, use all his energy, then strike get him down and take him out” (glad we're on the same page) I look behind dad when Bosse steps into the ring the room quiet. Dad moves behind me repeating what he just said, but I just look ahead concentrating on Bosse. I watch how he moves when stretching, everyone has a tell when they stretch you can see if they're injured which hand is their dominant one because they stretch it more than the other. I look down and notice Bosse is flat-footed, that could help. People with flat feet, don't move as easily plus he's big tall and built
“You listenin’ to me darlin’,” dad asks, and I nod. “Good now go in there and annihilate that fucker” he pushes me forward, and I step into the ring, I glance to the side; Scythe is sitting next to the Cookie guy who has done all but beg me to fuck him, hitting on me every chance he gets. Scythe looks worried for me, I wanna smile, but I keep my face emotionless stepping into the ring. The feel of the crowd is palpable; I'm sure everyone thinks I'm gonna lose. The door to the cage opens again, and Preacher walks in right up to me, I look around really quick and notice everyone's face. They're wondering what the hell he's doing, he leans down
“Darlin’ Bosse is fuckin’ big, you sure your Cuts worth it” I look at him.
“Is yours?” I ask him; he smiles walking back out shaking his head, I walk to the center of the ring where Shadow is standing, and Bosse walks over
“Keep it clean” Shadow says, and we bump hand moving back to our corners. The second the bell rings Bosse rushes me, I move fast duck and move out of his reach. I hear my dad yell off to the side, but it's hard to hear him over the crowd. I focus solely on Bosses’ movements, where his fists are going and where if I don't move fast enough it will land. By the fourth minute, he's tired, his movements becoming sloppier. I duck, bob and weave, the bell rings, and I go to my corner.
“Good one darlin’ wear him out, but now we need some sort of action, you won't win just runnin’” I nod my head.
“Ok”
“Work on his body, get him doubled over than work the face.”
“Work the body right” I repeat.
“Good,” he squirts water into my mouth, and I spit into the bucket. The bell rings again, and we move to the middle, bumping fists again, for the first minute I let him waste energy on trying to catch me around the ring when he yells.
“Stay fuckin’ still so I can hit you” I laugh (dumb fuck) he grabs his side, and I know it's time to move. I move fast working his body, he's not expecting it, and neither is the crowd. The volume at an ear-piercing range. I uppercut him a few times, and he stumbles back. As he stumbles I lift my leg kicking him in the stomach and he falls to the floor,
I jump on top of him, and wail on his face over and over as hard as I can. Bosses’ nose explodes on my second punch, and he tries to cover his face dad yelling through the cage
“Pin him down!” I move fast getting him into an armbar and stretch my body, Bosse screams with the pain tapping the mat hard. I let him go jumping up as Shadow checks on Bosse. I stand there when dad comes into the ring lifting me up, and I smile “You did it darlin’!” I laugh, and he puts me down as Shadow lifts my arm. I look to the side, seeing Scythe frowning, and it makes my own smile fade. Dad pulls me out of the ring, and the guys pat me on the back congratulating me
“You did good girl,” Preacher says
“Thanks” is all I say just before he walks off, I'm lifted in the air again and spun around by Magic.
“Damn girl that was fuckin’ brilliant thought you were gonna snap his arm off.”
“I would have if he didn't tap out” he rubs my head, and I push him away.
“Fuck off!” I yell at him, he knows I hate it when he does that, and he smiles.
“I see my advice about getting rid of pent-up frustration worked then,” Knuckle says making me smile, I turn to Magic who's up next.
“Good luck,” I tell him, and he winks heading into the cage, he's fighting Bunker the Prospect from Mission City. I watched him fight yesterday; he's got some good moves on him you can definitely tell he's fought before that's for sure. Magic loses in the second round, with a round kick to the face TKO. The second he hit the mat I jumped up, Doc rushing in to cheek on him. He came to with smelling salts, shaking hands with Bunker after he could stand. Doc told him to go back to the clubhouse, and someone would look after him, but Knuckle’s fight was up next, so he stayed.
“You good man,” I asked him when he sat next to me.
“Yeah fucker got me a good one” I pushed him with my shoulder smiling.
“Yeah, and he was a fuckin’ Prospect,” I say laughing and he looks at me.
“Shut up!”
We watch Knuckle in the next fight against Nightmare; they got to the third round when Knuckle just kept pummelling his face. Nightmare just wasn't quick enough to cover his face and Knuckle took him down. After Knuckle’s win, we all headed back to the clubhouse. Walking in I notice woman walking around cleaning, Magic rubbing my head again, and I punch him.
“Fucker will you quit fucking doing that your gonna pull my hair out” It's a pain in the ass doing it cause it's so long, I've never once in my life had a haircut, so it’s just past my butt. I've always wanted long hair, my first Disney book my mom bought me as a kid was Rapunzel, and from then on, I've grown my hair. I braid it every couple of days and keep it in check, that way, so it's not always in my face. I think the last time I acutely had my hair down and free was from my fourteenth birthday. I hear someone laugh and look towards the women, a couple I've met. Lilly her sister Tink who has a huge pregnant belly, Lena Tank's woman and Maggie Razor's wife. They all seemed really nice; I watch as another woman walks in carrying a little boy on her hip and Maggie reaching out taking the kid from her. I've never really hung around any of the Old Ladies or girlfriends at home, most of them see me as competition. But to me they’re Brothers nothing more, as we get to the bar one of the Prospects is standing behind it serving drinks.
“What can I get ya,” he asks.
“Beer me,” Magic says
“You sure you should be drinking that,” I ask him and he looks at me.
“Yes!” he says
“Ok then, just water for me, thanks” Magic looks at me.
“You ready for tomorrow.”
“Yep” is all I say and he shakes his head smiling.
“What?”
“I know your dad brought you up to be a robot, but aren't you in the least bit nervous” I turn and look at him.
“When was the last time you saw me nervous and I'm not a fucking robot asshole.”
“Ok, if you say so.”
“Fuck you I'm going for a shower” I get up, but he grabs my arm.
“I'm sorry I'm just pissed I lost to a fuckin’ Prospect.”
“Magic, you did really good you should be proud of that,” he rolls his eyes at me.
“Thanks, I feel so much better,” he says sarcastically, I give him the finger, and he smiles. I go to walk past the woman when Lilly stops me by saying hi, I stop because I don't want to be rude.
“Hi,” I say giving her a chin lift.
“Have you met everyone?” she says, and I shake my head, she introduces everyone to me.
“You were really good in the ring,” Tink says, and I smile.
“Thanks”
“Isn't Stryker's fight, the last one today?” I ask Lilly, and she bites her lip looking nervous
“Yeah, I hate this” Lilly says, and I watch as she spins her wedding ring.
“Well, I hope he does well,” I tell her.
“Me too, but I'm telling you this is the last time I'm letting him do this, I swear my heart can't take it” I smile at her, but Tink rubs her arm and looks at me.
“Well, I love it” she's a tiny little thing way shorter than the rest of us, and I have no idea how she's carrying that baby around, she's so small, but her tummy is huge.
“Sinner did good,” I tell her.
“Yeah, he did, didn't he,” she says with a huge smile.
“When's the baby due,” I ask pointing at her belly, she rubs over it with a smile.
“They should be here in a few months” I frown (did she say they)
“They” I repeat, and she nods.
“Yeah, I'm having triplets,” I look at her belly, no wonder she's so big.
“Yes, and she should be at home resting,” Lilly says, but Tink just rolls her eyes.
“Well, I'm going up for a shower it was nice to meet you all,” I head up to my room to relax, I've still got four more fights, and I'm gonna win every one.
Chapter Sixteen
Scythe
The next two rounds of fights go by fast and every time Widow has been in the ring, I've been surprised she hasn't taken one punch to the face. A couple to the body and a few kicks here and there, but she's really impressed me, and now we're down to the final four competitors nothin’ on the board and the four of us all standin’ in the ring. Razor had our names on a piece of paper, placing them into a bag, the crowd goes quiet, and everyone watches as Razor grabs the mic.
“Ok fuckers shut up,” he says as the last of the people who were talkin’ stop “Right we have our last four fighters” everyone cheers “They've written their names on a piece of paper and have put them into this bag, he holds up a small drawstring bag. Greer will pick the names out to see who's fightin’ who ARE WE READY!” he yells and everyone whistles, cheers and shouts out who their rootin’ for. Greer pulls out the first name holdin' it up.
“KNUCKLE” he yells, then he sticks his hand back in “SCYTHE” he yells my name, and I smile which means that Tucker and Widow will fight, Razor lifts the mic again.
“Ok shut the fuck up, now we choose the order.”
“Knuckle you were picked first heads or tails,” he says, holdin’ a coin, Knuckle looks at Widow, and they share a look.
“Heads Scythe and I go first” Razor flicks the coin in the air, steppin' back as we all look at it.
“HEADS IT IS KNUCKLE AND SCYTHE GO FIRST” Razor yells and more cheers go out. I walk back out of the ring and over to my bag where the guys are all standing.
“Good luck,” Stryker says, and I nod, I strip down to my shorts and tape my hands up. I look over to the other side of the ring and see Widow talkin’ to Sniper; I turn back as Razor comes over to me.
“You gonna be able to kick her ass when the time comes” I look at him (fuck I never thought it might come down to the two of us)
“Yeah” is all I say, but fuck hittin’ her just doesn't feel right.
“He hasn't won this fight yet,” Cookie says, and I look at him.
“Fuck off!” I tell him.
“I stretch walkin' up to the gate and step in, Knuckle already in there bouncin’ around like a fuckwit jumpin’ on the cage. The bell rings and Knuckle comes at me, I punch him in the jaw grabbin' his head and bringin' my knee up connectin' with his face. He grabs me around the waist, but I push him off of me sweepin' my leg across the mat and trippin' him landin’ a blow to the side of the head, and he's out before he even lands on the mat. The crowd goin' ballistic, but I just stand there watchin' as Doc brings knuckle back. It takes a few swipes of the salts when he finally opens his eyes, and I step out of the ring once I knew he was ok. I turn to look at Widow, and she gives me a chin lift, I return the sentiment headin' over to the boys who all congratulate me. I watch as Tucker steps into the ring than Widow; she's as calm as ever no emotion nothin’. I've watched her over the past couple of days, I mean come on, who wouldn't the pull I have to her is fuckin’ magnetic. I've watched her laugh and smile which is fuckin’ beautiful, and I've watched her train fight and win, I can imagine her on the back of my bike on her knees suckin’ my dick on all fours as I plow into her from behind. I wanna fuck every hole she has; I wanna own her, brand her, fuckin’ live inside of her that's how much I want her, I wanna eat her pussy so bad my mouth waters just thinkin’ about it.