Crash and Burn (Back Down Devil MC #2)(19)

“Tell me,” Landon said.

“Just let it go,” Avery whispered. “I didn’t ask for you to take me… I’ll leave.”

“No,” Landon said. “You’re going to f*cking listen to me when I talk. Tell me or else I’ll say it.”

“Then say it,” Avery said.

She hated this feeling. It was a deep rooted feeling that felt like fire rolling through her body.

“Goddamn,” Landon said. “He got you bad, huh?”

Avery wouldn’t look at Landon anymore. She couldn’t. She was on the verge of crying, and she had already shed a tear while giving him a blowjob. Dammit.

“Who raped you?” Landon asked.

The question had the same effect as if Avery had been pushed into icy water. She instantly hugged herself and tried rolling to her left side again. Landon touched Avery’s shoulder and she again swung at him. She knew she was pushing her luck, but it was her reaction, she couldn’t help it.

“Answer my f*cking question, sweetheart.”

“Let me just… be like this,” Avery said.

Landon moved his hand. Avery had her back to him now. She swallowed and sucked back tears.

“His name is Bry,” Avery said. She hated to think his name, let alone say it out loud.

“What else did he do?”

“It’s not like this,” Avery said. “I mean with your MC.”

“It’s not my MC,” Landon said. “I’m just part of it.”

“You know what I mean. Up there, they’re just a bunch of guys who drink, pick fights, and f*ck women. They have no purpose or soul.”

“You ended up there,” Landon said. “Do you have a purpose or a soul?”

“Not anymore,” Avery said. She closed her eyes and tears streamed down her face.

“Christ,” Landon said. “How bad did he rape you?”

“It was bad enough,” Avery said.

“Forced his cock in your mouth too, huh?”

“How’d you guess?”

Landon touched Avery’s shoulder and she jumped. He slowly spread his fingers. He was so damn strong yet he was trying to be gentle.

“I saw it in your eyes,” Landon said. “Saw the tears you were fighting.”

“Yet you finished.”

“I’m a man. I’m also who I am, I don’t f*cking change or stop when I order something, sweetheart. Understand that right now.”

“What does it matter?” Avery asked. “You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?”

Landon’s hand slid around near Avery’s chest. He pulled her to her back. She felt exposed, like her body, thoughts, and memories had been ripped from her.

“Why the f*ck are you here?” Landon asked.

“It’s where I crashed,” Avery said. “Okay?”

“What the f*ck does that mean?”

“It means something bad happened and I’m here now. I’m sorry you had to pay that old man off, okay? I have a little money with me and I’ll give you the six hundred dollars.”

“It’s not about money, sweetheart,” Landon said. “A beautiful woman is in my town and it just doesn’t have a good vibe to it.”

Beautiful?

Avery looked at Landon. She couldn’t remember the last time someone told her she was beautiful. But she knew better than to fall for cheap words from a bad boy. Even if her mouth was still burning from the taste of his body.

“I told you that you were going to tell me everything,” Landon said. “So tell me everything.”

“I stole a bike and rode away,” Avery said. “Okay?”

“What happened though?”

“He did what he did one night and when he finished, I started to cry. I just lost all control of myself. He told me to stop crying or else he’d hurt me. I couldn’t stop. He then forced me to… do what I did to you… while I cried… to keep my mouth full and keep me quiet. Then I couldn’t swallow what he wanted and he hit me. I had no choice…”

Avery stopped. She took a deep breath. This was insane. Landon had nothing to do with what had happened with Bry.

“Talk to me,” Landon growled.

He reached down and ran his thumb along Avery’s chin.

“There was a knife on the nightstand. I got the knife and held it to his balls. I was able to get to my feet and then he attacked me again. He got the knife from my hand and put it to my throat. He turned me around and forced me to bend over. I couldn’t do it again. I couldn’t let him force himself… so I kicked and hit him in the balls. He jumped back and I took the knife and stabbed him in the leg. When he screamed and looked down at his leg, I ran at him and pushed him into a wall. He hit his head and fell. I grabbed clothes and dressed myself as I rushed from the room and their shitty little bar. I stole his motorcycle. The rest of his club was after me and as I started to come into town here, I thought someone was following me. I was so tired and hungry, I ended up dropping the motorcycle in front of your lot. Then there was an explosion and it scared me even more. I don’t know how the hell I did it, but I got the motorcycle back up and took off.”

“Jesus,” Landon said. “Then what?”