Wrench

16 - Where is she?

Wrench

I hadn’t intended to come to Elie’s hotel room and fuc.k her... Okay, I totally intended to fuc.k her. Hell, she teased me enough back at the clubhouse, begging me to take her home and fuc.k her hard.

I planned to have a drink with my buddies, but it’s been days since I saw Elie, touched her, tasted her, and I have ached for her the whole damn time.

I don’t know why she’s kept me at arm’s length the past couple of days, but it’s been a nightmare for me. I’m not used to feeling like I need anyone, but I need Elie. I had hoped to talk to her about being my girl. I want her to be mine. I want Elie to stay in Bardsville with me, and I want to brand her with my mark. I want her to wear my jacket with Property Of Wrench sprawled across the back. I want everyone to know that she belongs to me.

It’s a serious thing, asking a girl to become your property. Elie is young, but she’s strong, smart, and beautiful. She also talks like a woman twice her age. Elie is amazing, and she’s mine!

Don’t care what anyone says; this girl is mine!

“Please, Wrench!” She cries out, her hands fisted into the sheets as my mouth devours her puss.y for the second time. “God, please, I need you inside of me!” She doesn’t need to tell me twice.

With one last twist of my thick fingers inside her little puss.y – I need to make sure she’s stretched enough because I don’t want to hurt her – I plant a kiss on her c**t, making her moan out loud. I then climb the bed and plant my hands on either side of her head.

Elie smiles the sweetest smile I have ever seen while wrapping her long legs around my waist and pulling me into her. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” I tell her as she strokes my face with her delicate fingertips. “You’re everything I ever wanted, and I am never letting you go.” Savagely, I kiss her, my tongue attacking hers as I slide into her. She’s so fuckin.g tight it takes all my strength not to cu.m right now.

“You feel so good inside of me, Wrench.”

“Dominic,” I mumble in her ear.

“What?”

I look into her eyes, still pumping into her, and smile, “My name is Dominic. Only my girl calls me that.”

“Your girl?” Her eyes roll as she pants and tries to keep up with my thrusts. Her body was made for me. I had never thought that about any girl in my life before, but her little body fits mine like a glove.

“You, Elie. My girl. My everything.”

“Oh God!” She gasps, her puss.y tightening around my coc.k, her back arching as her orgas.m titters on the edge. She’s about to cu.m for me, and I know she’ll take me along for the ride once she shatters. “Yes! Yes, Dominic!” Fuc.k, I slam into her harder, again and again. “I’m cumming. I’m cumming....!”

“Fuc.k!” I see stars. Shi.t, my vision is blurred as she cum.s hard around me, her nails digging into the flesh of my back, and I cu.m so hard I can’t breathe. I literally cannot breathe for shi.t! I have never cu.m so hard in my life. True fact.

I fall against Elie’s body, my head on her chest. She strokes my sweat-soaked hair with her left hand while her right wraps tightly around my shoulders.

“I love these moments with you. Not just the se.x, but this, holding each other.” I tell her.

I’ve never been the kind of man who lays with a woman after se.x. I usually get straight up and walk away. Once I’m done, I’m done. It’s not like I don’t tell the girl where she stands before we fuc.k. There are the odd ones who want to cuddle and all that bullshi.t, but I’d never wanted that until Elie walked into my life.

“I like holding each other.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She parrots back, amusement in her voice. “What’s happening between us, Wrench? I’m so confused.”

I lift up, pulling my still semi-hard dic.k from her body, causing her to wince noticeably. I lay beside her, both of us on our sides, looking at each other. “Haven’t I made it clear enough yet? I want you to be mine, Elie.”

“But I don’t know what would be expected of me, Wrench. Your club... It scares me.”

I smile while stroking her cheek with the back of my hand. Her eyes close, and she leans into the touch for a moment. “It scares you because you don’t know it. The Snakes are a family, Elie. A family that I want you to be part of. We take care of our own. We protect ours with our lives.”

Something flashes in her eyes, something I can’t quite put my finger on, something I don’t question.

“I’m not going to let you walk away from what we have, Elie. I want you to stay in Bardsville with me. What we have is amazing, and you know it.”

I know what we have is fuckin.g magic. God knows why I think that, but I feel it so deep inside me. There is something so special about this girl, so special that I can’t risk losing her for anything.

“You’re making me fall in love with you.” Her voice is almost too quiet, but she hasn’t taken her eyes off mine. Those words have hit me so hard, right square in the chest. “This wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“You’re makin’ me fall in love with you, too.” And it’s the fuckin.g truth. That’s exactly what I’m feeling right now. That’s why my heart has widened threefold since I met her. I’m falling in love!

Me, Dominic – Wrench – Anderson, in love?

I never thought I’d see the day.

Elie pulls herself into my arms, her head on my chest, her arms around my waist so tight I feel my back crack. “I’m yours, Wrench.”

Yes, you are.

* * *

A hammering on the door wakes me from the deep sleep I seem to have fallen into. Elie and I showered together – fucke.d and showered – before climbing back into bed and falling asleep in each other’s arms.

I groan while rubbing my hands over my face. I look to the side of me. Elie isn’t there. I open my mouth to call her name when the damn hammering of the door cuts me off once again. I drag myself out of bed and pull on my jeans as fast as possible. It’s not even 2 AM, and some fucke.r is trying to bash the door in!

“Hold the fuc.k up!” I yell, wondering who in the hell would be knocking on Elie’s hotel room door at this hour.

“Open up, brother!” Hawk.

What the hell does he want at this hour?

And what the fuc.k does he mean by coming here and not calling me first?

I open the door, and he barges right on in.

Come the fuc.k in, dickhead.

“You need to get dressed and come with me.”

“Why would I need to do that, Hawk?” I ask while folding my arms around my big chest. I love my brother, but he can be a real asshole sometimes.

“The Prez wants to see you.”

I pull my shirt over my head and ask, “Why at this damn hour?” as I pull on my cut.

“Just get to the clubhouse. Shepard needs to see you.”

“Now?” I pull on my boots.

“No, tomorrow. Yes, now, Wrench!”

“Fine.” I grind out between my teeth. “But I need to leave a note for Elie,” Because I realize she’s not here. Where the hell she’s gone, I do not know. Maybe she ran down to get coffee. She does that sometimes because she doesn’t sleep all that well, and the coffee shop across from the hotel is always open. I wish she wouldn’t leave the hotel at such late hours, but once I’m asleep, I’m asleep.

“Text her.” Is all Hawk says before walking out of the room.

I swear to fuckin.g God, this better be good!

The clubhouse is chaos when we arrive, shouting and drinking. Something is going down. As soon as I walk by, following my brother to where he’s leading me – Shepard’s office out back – all eyes turn to me, and if looks could kill... I narrow mine.

What the fuc.k are they all looking at me like that for?

“You can’t do this! Please. I’m begging you. Please, Number Two.”

My brother sighs, but my eyes are locked on Coral the second we’re through Shepard’s office door. She’s standing in front of him, begging him for something. Stryker is standing beside her, Hammer is beside Shepard, Tank is beside the window, and Jett and Roman are beside the door.

Hawk closes the door, and everyone but Coral looks at me. “Wanna tell me what’s going on?” I ask.

“We’ll get to that,” Shepard tells me before turning his eyes back to Coral. “Sweetheart, I cannot let this go. You know that I can’t.”

“But she’s a baby, Shepard, my baby. Please let me take her home. She was confused about what happened to Cindy. She thought Hammer was to blame, and she wanted revenge on the club and on him because of that. I should’ve explained everything to her when she first arrived. However, I didn’t, and I am so fuckin.g sorry about that, but she tried to fix this...”

“Coral,” Shepard cuts her off. I am so confused right now. Why have I been summoned here for this? “Elie ordered – paid for someone – to all but kill Hammer.”

“What the fuc.k?!” I yell. All eyes turn to me. This cannot be true. My Elie ordered a hit on Hammer? “That cannot be true.”

“It is. We’ll discuss it shortly.” Shepard again looks to Coral. I can’t get my head around this. It can’t be true. She wouldn’t do this! I would have known! “Stryker, take Coral home...”

“No!” She yells. “I am not leaving here without my daughter!”

Her fuckin.g daughter?

Elie is really Elisha?

What the hell is going the fuc.k on right now?

I watch Coral fall to her knees, sobbing her heart out. I am so confused right now. The woman I love has...

What the hell?!

Shepard crouches in front of her and grabs her face in his hands. “Elie cannot just walk away from this, Coral.”

“Please, you promised me all those years ago that you would never hurt me.”

“And have I ever hurt you?”

“No. That’s why I’m begging you, don’t kill my baby. She’s not like him. She’s not.” She sobs.

Like who?

My eyes lock with Hammer’s. He holds the key to Elie’s living or dying. It was him she tried to off.

Fuc.k it all to hell; how could she do this?

The whole room is filled with anxiety — each man looking at the other. None of us saw this coming. None of us suspected that Elie was planning anything. She’s just nineteen!

How did I not know something was wrong?

I found her at Cindy’s grave that first day. Why didn’t I ask her what she was really doing there?

Why in the hell didn’t she tell me who Coral was to her?

Come to think of it, why the hell didn’t Stryker tell me?

Did he even know?

Of course, he did. Coral tells that man everything.

How long have they known?

Did Elie use me to get to Hammer?

God, I feel like such a fuckin.g fool.

“Coral?” She looks at Hammer, still sobbing while holding herself around the waist and rocking back and forth. Hammer gets to his haunches in front of her as Shepard moves out of the way. “I have so much to thank you for. Everything that happened with Cindy and you never gave up on our friendship when you really should have. I understand that Elie thought Cindy was her birth mother,”

Wait, what?

Now I’m even more confused!

“She didn’t mean it, Hammer. She tried to make it right.” Coral clutches at his hands, desperate to make him understand. I don’t know how he can. I don’t even understand! “Please. I’ll do anything you want, anything at all, but please don’t take my baby from me. I can’t lose her again. Please...”

I see the emotion in Hammer’s eyes; we all do. I don’t want to see Elie dead, but I don’t think I can have anything to do with her anymore, either. No matter what happens here tonight, there’s no way she’ll be welcome here again. Coral’s daughter or not.

“This is your choice, Hammer,” He nods at Shepard. “But whatever you decide, you need to do it now. This cannot wait any longer.”

“Where is she?” I ask Tank. Because I know damn well she’s here somewhere. I should have realized something had happened when Elie didn’t answer the text I sent her. She would’ve answered me right away if she was out getting coffee.

I’m not interested in what goes on here. I want to see that lying, sneaking bitc.h and tell her exactly what I think of her. Right now, that ain’t a fat lot.

“Basement. Don’t get going down there, Wrench. Let us deal with this here first. I know she’s your girl...”

“She’s not my girl!”

He narrows his eyes at me.

What the fuc.k does he expect me to say?

That bitc.h fuckin.g used me! I will not be the fuckin.g weak link in this club. The shi.t I’m going to get for this! I will be the brunt of everyone’s jokes for years to come. My girl, the fuckin.g liar!

“I’m going to see that lying bitc.h, and then I’ll be back. We can talk shi.t through then.”

“I know you’re angry...”

“You don’t know shi.t, Tank. String her up and gut the bitc.h for all I care!”

With that, I leave the room, ignoring the talking and the crying.

I don’t need this shi.t. I don’t want to be involved. I may be angry with Elie right now, but I don’t want to see them hurt her. I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from killing the first cunt that touched her. It doesn’t mean I won’t walk away and let them do what they have to do; I just won’t watch.