Hammer's Pride by E.C. Land (brene brown rising strong TXT) 📕

The two of us together make for some mind-blowing sex, and I can’t get enough of her. After I first got inside her, I told her to expect to be fucked multiple times a day. I won’t be lying. I take her first thing in the morning; if I happen to be at the coffee shop, I take her in her office, then there’s the nighttime where I take her two or three times throughout the entire time.

But it’s not just the sex that keeps me craving Avery. No, it’s the wittiness of her mind. During times she’s letting her guard down, I see more of the light that surrounds her. Clever in figuring things out, and it’s as if the woman is in tune with my very being. Especially these last few days.

I’d taken Avery to Rise-N-Shine Coffee the other morning, and as she put her shit away in the back, I’d gone to check on the front of the shop. I notice something waving on the door handle on the outside of the front entrance. Opening the door, I grab the bag. I still and churn at the memory of the smell. Someone had put a dead possum in the damn thing with a note. Thankfully I’ve been able to keep this from Avery. She didn’t need to worry about this shit.

Sighing, I pull out the letter once again and read it.

Filthy whore. That’s all you are. You fuck all the bikers, and yet you think you’re better than the lot of us. Get real bitch. This is your last chance to come to us before we start taking action. Avery, you don’t want that to happen because we’ll start with taking out the one who seems taken with you. I’ll slit his throat while making you watch. You belong to the family, and no one is allowed to leave, not even you. Make your choice quick before I make it for you.

I toss the note back on my desk and close my eyes. I can’t let anything happen to her. They want to take her from me, from the club, I’ll have to make sure to find a way to keep that from happenin’.

Pulling out my phone, I shoot a group text to my brothers informing them we’re having church. I should have done this the other day when Avery received the damn thing, but besides telling Malice, I’ve been debating dealing with it myself. However, this is something I can’t hide from my brothers. Not when it could affect them as well. She’s my woman, and I pride myself on the fact that she’s with me, but when it comes down to it. Hell is coming our way whether we like it or not, and it’s time to start putting these motherfuckin’ fires out before one of us gets burned. Most of all, before my woman does.

I’ve come to learn she’s stronger than she looks when it comes to things surrounding us, but Avery only can deal with so much before it becomes too much for her to handle. And when that happens, she’ll try to run; I know it in my gut. My woman will do whatever she deems necessary to protect those around her.

Avery’s not dumb or foolish. She’s rather unique in a lot of ways. She shows everyone kindness, even the customers at the shop who come in rudely. Not once have I seen her snap at anyone. Well, anyone but me. When it comes to me, my woman has no problem voicing her opinion on things or being stubborn. In fact, this morning, I’d told her she wasn’t gonna go to the shop, that she needed the day off. The woman ended up over my knee with my hand against her ass for back talking, which turned in to me fuckin’ her for another hour. In the end, I won the argument by wearing her out.

With the way Avery keeps going, and I’ve allowed her to to some extent, she’s gonna burn herself out or kill herself with exhaustion. Neither of which I’m gonna allow to happen.

Standing up from behind my desk, I leave my office in search of Avery. I need to check on her before headin’ into church. I informed Tap and Knuckles that they’re to keep an eye on her. My gut tells me shits about to happen, which I’ll listen to and do what I deem necessary to keep everyone safe.

Especially Avery.

I check the kitchen first ‘cause I’ve found she loves bakin’ shit and that’s where I can usually find her. When I step into the room, I find her laughing with Leanna. The two of them have grown close with each other since they first met.

“What are you two laughing about?” I ask with a grin and lift a brow. Both women turn in my direction, and immediately Avery’s cheeks blush.

Hm, interesting.

“Nothing for you to concern yourself with, Hammer,” Leanna giggles as she rounds the side of the island in the middle. “But I will say that Avery is letting me start working at the coffee shop. I told her I needed something to do with my days since I’ve become bored with all the busyness of my days.”

My grin turns into a full-on smile at what Leanna is doing. Clever woman, and she schemes. She’s noticed Avery looking exhausted more every day as well. “I think you’ll enjoy being at the coffee shop with Avery, Willow, and Quinn.”

“Exactly what I was thinking as well. I actually enjoy coming to the clubhouse more now that they’re all staying here,” she murmurs and turns back to Avery. “I’ve got a few errands to run. Would you like me to get you anything in particular?”

“Oh, I could just come with you,” Avery offers.

“No,” I bite out before I can stop myself.

“What do you mean ‘no’?” Avery huffs, placing her hands on her hips.

“Avery, right now, I need you to stay here. I’ve got