Hawk’s Property(51)

“You’ll be punished for that, and I’m going to enjoy every second of taming you, slut.”

Eric, bent over, wheezing as he tried to catch his breath. Viper shoved him against the wall. “You fuckin’ said you’d take care of this slut, and you didn’t. I’ll do the job you weren’t man enough to do.” Facing Cara, Viper said, “Your asshole cousin isn’t a man. He’s nothin’ but a perverted wimp, who gets off on playing with and cutting young pussies. He’s not even man enough to get his own bitches. Yeah, that’s right, sweetheart. Your upstanding cousin is the fuckin’ Mountainside Strangler. How’s that for a family tree?” He laughed without mirth.

“What?” Cara folded her arms over her trembling body as she darted her eyes from Eric to Viper. Eric cast his gaze to the floor, unable to look her in the eye.

She wailed, “This isn’t true! Tell me this isn’t true, Eric. Tell me he’s making this up. Tell me it isn’t true. Eric, tell me! Oh, please, tell me this isn’t true.” Her teeth chattered as sobs racked her body. “This can’t be true. I know you, Eric, you’re my blood. We grew up together. We went on double-dates. We shared secrets. We were so close. Why aren’t you denying this? I don’t believe it. I won’t believe it. Oh, my God!” Holding her hands over her face, Cara crumpled to the ground as her sobs overtook her body.

Waiting for her wailing to subside, Eric finally spoke, his voice cracking. “I’m sorry, Cara. I am.”

Cara, tears streaming down her face, searched his face to find answers. “How can this be happening?”

“I don’t expect you to understand. I’ve always been two people, good and bad, but the bad won out. The Nomads bring women to me no one wants or will look for, and I help them get their trafficking trucks and meth through this county. I have a hunger I can’t control. I know you don’t understand that—no one does—but to me, it’s real, and it’s with me most of the time. It worked until you started nosing around. I told you to leave it alone. I told you.” Eric buried his face in his hands again.

Cara looked fixedly at Eric. “You are not the Eric I know and love.”

“Sorry to break up the family reunion  , but we gotta take care of business,” Viper snapped.

* * *

Why the fuck isn’t Cara picking up her phone? Hawk set his cell down for the second time, worry creasing his brow. He didn’t want to think the worst, figuring she was in the shower or maybe she fell asleep. His gut told him something wasn’t right, and his woman was in trouble, but before he called her again, one of the wholesalers came into the dispensary. Vowing to call her after he finished his business transaction, Hawk decided if she didn’t pick up her phone, he’d haul ass back to the clubhouse.

* * *

Two Nomads walked into the shack. One went by Eric, and the other stood by the doorway. They looked somewhat familiar to Cara. She knew she had seen them before, but she couldn’t place them.

Viper ogled Cara as he clucked his tongue. “I’m gonna have some fun biting those big tits, bitch. You’ve caused me all kinds of trouble. You fucked up my association with the good judge, you got the damn cops to look in places they never should’ve, and your fuckin’ man did some serious damage at my clubhouse. I’m gonna show you how a good slut is supposed to behave. Hawk’s been too soft on your ass and pussy. I plan on changing that.” Viper strode over to her.

Cara, still reeling from Eric’s revelation, didn’t pay attention to what Viper said. I should have listened to Hawk and waited for him to come home. Devastated at learning about Eric, she still couldn’t fathom the enormity of the situation.

She felt Viper’s hands around her arms as he jerked her to her feet, and she stood in his grip like a rag doll. Grabbing her hair, he pulled it, forced her head back, and placed his thin lips on hers while his tongue coerced her mouth open. His serpent-like tongue darted in and out of her mouth as his hand clasped her nipple, pinching it viciously. As she cried out in pain, Viper twisted her nipple harder and jammed his knee into her pussy while his hardness rubbed against her belly. As a wave of nausea hit her, she shoved Viper away, bent over, and threw up.

“Leave her alone,” Eric said.

“What are you gonna do if I don’t?” Viper challenged, and Eric just hung his head. “I didn’t think your wimp ass would come to her rescue.” The other two Nomads laughed. The one closest to Eric punched him in the stomach, and he groaned as he sank to his knees.

Viper jerked Cara up by her hair once again. “Your break’s over, bitch. Rinse with this.” He shoved a bottle of beer in her hands. As Cara rinsed and spit out the beer, she knew she was in trouble. There was no doubt in her mind that Viper, and the other two thugs, would rape her. She didn’t think they were going to kill her yet, but she was pretty sure she would be hoping they would.

Viper knocked the beer bottle out of her hand, clasped her face, and kissed her mouth hard. This time Cara didn’t resist, and as the wound from her split lip opened, her blood flowed. Viper plunged his tongue deep into her mouth. I could bite down hard and give the asshole some of his own medicine. It would be worth it for that moment, but I’m sure he’d make me pay for it. Oh, Hawk, I’m sorry.

Viper slammed her down on her knees then unzipped his pants. Cara squirmed as she tried to turn her head away from him. “Keep your face still, slut, or I’ll beat the shit outta you.” He slapped her across the face; the blood from her nose was cool against her hot cheeks.

“After you’re done with this bitch, I want a piece of her stuck-up ass. I’ve wanted her pussy ever since I’d seen her at Rusty’s,” the bearded man said. The other Nomad sniggered, nodding in agreement.

Through bleary eyes, Cara looked at the two men and remembered them as the jerks who came on to her and Sherrie at Rusty’s after they bought them drinks. Never thinking she’d see them again, she gritted her teeth at the irony of the situation.

“You can have her when I’m done,” Viper said to Rot.

Rot leered at Cara and while cupping his crotch, he licked his lips. As the bile rose in her throat, she gagged.

“Hey, boss, Prez is on the phone. He wants to speak to you,” Beaver said, holding the phone in his hands.

Cursing under his breath, Viper kicked Cara’s legs. “I’ll be back soon, cunt, and when I come back, I’m gonna fuck your mouth so hard you won’t be able to talk for a week.” Rot and Beaver hooted, and Viper took the phone outside.

Beaver, by the doorway, asked Viper, “What does Reaper want?”

“Wants to know why the fuck we were holding out on him with the sex trafficking and meth sales. He’s also madder than hell we’ve stirred up all this shit with the Insurgents.” Viper glared at Cara. “If this cunt would’ve stayed outta this, none of this would’ve happened. Bitch is gonna pay!”

“What’s Reaper gonna do?” Rot piped in.

“I don’t give a fuck about Reaper,” Viper spat. “I just want to fuck the slut, and knowing she’s Hawk’s whore is gonna make it sweeter.” A cruel smile cracked his face as he lit a cigarette.





Chapter Twenty-Nine





“Ruben, why in the hell isn’t Cara answering her phone? I’ve called her three times,” Hawk said, worry in his voice.

“She went up to her room to read about an hour ago,” Ruben told him.

“Are you talking about Cara?” Johnnie asked.

“What of it, Prospect?” Ruben said. “Prospects should speak when spoken to.”

“She left to do an errand. I opened the gate for her.”

“Are you sure?” Ruben said.

“Yep.”

“What the fuck is going on over there? Did he say Cara left?” Hawk yelled.

“Chas, run upstairs to Hawk’s room and see if Cara’s there,” Ruben said.

“Weren’t you supposed to be watching her? What happened?” Hawk demanded.

“She said she wanted to read, and then Kylie came up to me and started talking. Shit, I was double-teamed by the women. Fuck. Sorry, Hawk. I can’t believe I was so stupid.”

Chas came back into the great room and shook his head. “She’s not there.”

“Fuck,” Hawk muttered. “I’m on my way.”

Hawk raced to his bike and hauled ass back to the clubhouse.

When he burst through the front doors, Ruben said, “Sorry, brother. I fucked up.”

Hawk glared at him. He was madder than hell, but he knew Ruben felt like shit about Cara. He said, “I gotta get her. I’ll need you, Jax, and Chas to come with me.”

“Do you know where she is?”

“I figured she wouldn’t listen to me, so I installed GPS on her phone. I can track her. It looks like she’s over by Prospect’s Mine. Let’s go. My gut’s telling me Viper’s not far away.”

They jumped on their Harleys and rode against the wind. If anything happens to Cara, I’ll never forgive myself. I’m gonna kill that fuckin’ Viper. Fuck! They rode fast and hard, and when they were one mile from the abandoned mine, Hawk motioned for them to cruise in. He didn’t want his arrival announced.