Fallen Angel's MC Box Set

by Erin Trejo

  “I don’t like that shit.” Taking a pull from the bottle Creed looks over following my gaze.

  “It’ll be ok. I let the other guys know to keep an eye out.” Looking over at him, he shrugs his shoulders smiling.

  “We got anythin’ new from Chyna?” Creed cuts his eyes at me before grabbing his beer and taking a drink. That’s all that I needed to see. He knows something.

  “You want to do this now brother? It is Bella’s birthday.” Looking over at my little girl, I know it’s her day but I can’t focus without knowing.

  “Give it to me.” Leaning against the brick wall next to the grill, I watch Creed blow out a breath.

  “Turns out Candy has been in with some guy named Thomas. They went around tryin’ to find a place for his ass to fit in. Accordin’ to what Chyna said that place was the Shadows.” Shaking my head, I knew something bad was going to come out of all of this.

  “Is that the same fuckin’ Thomas I think it is?” Rage burns through me before I even hear him say a word.

  “Can’t place him. Nobody’s seen him from what she’s sayin’. Don’t know if I believe that.” The more he talks the worse I feel. How is it that both my girls have encountered the same asshole?

  What are the fucking odds that that would actually happen?

  “You could always ask Bella.” The thought had occurred to me but what if she confirms that it is him. How am I going to deal with the fact that this motherfucker hurt both of my girls?

  “Dad look what Joey got me!” Bella runs over holding a small box. If that’s a ring I will kick his ass. I will choke him to death with my bare fucking hands.

  “What is it?” Trying to sound excited isn’t my strong suit. Not when I want to punch that little shit.

  “It’s a bracelet dad. Look it has little charms.” I look down at my daughter’s wrist before grabbing her hand to pull it up to look at it.

  “It’s cute.” Bella smiles up at me with such a shine in her eyes. I love seeing her happy.

  “So does that mean I don’t have to give you mine?” Bella’s mouth drops open as she looks up at me.

  “Yes you do!” Bella giggles as I pull her into me. God, I love this girl.

  “Maybe it’s not as fancy as pretty boys.” I pull the box out of my back pocket and hold it out to her.

  Her eyes sparkle as tears fill them. I watch her open the box before she screams. I hope that’s a good scream.

  “Dad! Oh my god! It’s perfect.” She jumps into my arms throwing her arms around my neck.

  Creed and I went to a shit ton of little shops until I found Bella the perfect necklace. It’s a small key that is heart shaped at the end and says love. I want her to know just how much I love her and how glad I am to have her back in my life.

  “I love you Dad. It’s perfect.” I set Bella back down before reaching in my other pocket.

  “This is for you too. I know you want to get out and shit.” I pass Bella a set of car keys that she takes before screaming.

  “God damn Bella! Break my fuckin’ eardrums.” I smile at her before she leaps back into my arms.

  “Thank you dad. Can I go see it?” Setting her back on the ground, I nod as she smiles.

  “You’re the best.”

  “I know.” With a smile, I watch my little girl that isn’t so little anymore run towards the parking lot dragging Joey with her.

  “Told you you were a good dad.” I wrap my arm around Cher before taking another drink.

  Looking around I know just how lucky I am to have this club. Without them my life would be nothing.

  Chapter 30

  Our lives are never our own, not when you have a kid. You make your life work with them in it. It never fully becomes yours though.

  The things I’ve learned the most over the last few weeks of having a 17 year old daughter in the clubhouse is that I AM her father. I am her protector. I watch every move that she makes and every move every guy in this place makes.

  I know none of them would ever lay a finger on her but when we get the new guys and out of town guys in here they don’t see shit but a female. They don’t know her as my daughter. They see a beautiful young girl without a care in the world running wild through the club.

  As much as I’d like to take all the credit for watching over her, I must say that Creed and Joey aren’t far behind. Do I hate to even admit that the little shit has stood up to some of the oldest brothers this club has? Fuck yeah, I hate it, but if I didn’t witness it with my own eyes I would have called bullshit.

  Joey has become a solid stone in Bella’s life whether I like it or not. He keeps her in line too. Bella tends to let her mind wander when it needs to be on her schoolwork but I’ve caught Joey more than once snapping her back into place.

  Don’t get me wrong there’s a part of me that still wants to snap his neck but for the most part, he’s been well behaved.

  “Will you stop staring at that boy.” Cher wraps her arm around my waist as I watch the scene in front of me.

  “I could but then I might miss somethin’. He could sneak a hand down her ass or somethin’.” Cher giggles next to me until I reach down and grab hers.

  Yeah, see how easy that was?

  “Leave them alone. They have played by all your rules.” Looking down at the smile on her face, I wonder if she was like that when she was younger.

  “Unlike you. You don’t follow my damn rules at all.” Cher’s eyes burn into me when she looks up at me. So beautiful yet broken. So innocent yet wild. She’s my perfect match.

  “I follow the rules. I must say that I think I have done really well at following rules.” Cher’s smile is infectious. Once you see it, you never want it to leave.

  “Is that right?”

  “Damn right! I wanted to stab that bitch in her throat the other day when she was rubbing up on you at the bar but I didn’t.” Crossing her arms over her chest, she gives that little defiant glare she always does.

  Chuckling, I set my beer down before I turn to face her grabbing her cheeks in my hands.

  “She was walkin’ past me. There’s a difference. Besides, nobody would give one shit if you stabbed that bitch.” Smiling I lean in and claim those lips that have quickly become my retreat.

  “I want to go home tonight. Me and you.” Pulling back, I look her in the eyes for a reaction.

  The twinkle in them lights my body on fire.

  “What about Bella?” Cher chews her lip absently making my dick stir in my jeans. Damn this woman.

  “Uncle Creed has that covered.” Leaning in I kiss her again. A little rougher this time.

  I’ve been thinking about going home for a while now. I know it isn’t the best idea in the world with this Thomas prick running free but I also know that I need to have some kind of alone time with Cher.

  As good as she has been about the whole club scene I know she misses being away from it. The club is my life, my family but I also know when I need to take a step back and be a man, a father. I guess that’s how I kept Bella hidden for over a year.

  “When are we going?” Cher smiles like a kid at the toy store. She looks excited about this.

  “As soon as I tell everyone bye.” I don’t know that I’ve ever seen her smile as big as she is right now. She’s breathtaking. Her smile always has blown me away though.

  Grabbing her hand, I walk us over towards the bar where Piper is playing around with Bella.

  “Hey. We’re headed out. See you tomorrow.” Grabbing Bella I pull her to me before I kiss her forehead.

  “You’re leaving me here unattended?” I see the way her eyes light up. Nice try kid.

  “Hell no! You get Creed and Piper.” She looks at me with such an evil little face I want to laugh. She looks down right adorable though.

  “I don’t need a babysitter dad. I’m old enough to be trusted.” With that last word, she snaps her mouth closed. Bella knows she messed up before and she has been working towards earning that trust back. I must say t
hat she has done a damn good job too.

  “I know baby girl. Behave.” She smiles up at me before hugging Cher.

  “Have fun.” When I look over at her and she is wiggling her eyebrows at me I swear I want to lose it.

  “Damn it Bella!” Growling, Cher laughs and pulls me by the arm towards the door.

  “That girl is gettin’ out of control.” I’m a little pissed by the way she talks but I guess she is still a kid.

  “She’s playing with you. I think it’s sweet. She has really calmed down a lot since you brought her around here.” I nod my head because I agree with her. As bad as it may sound I’m almost glad I brought her to the club house.

  “She seems happier.” Stopping and opening the car door, Cher clears her throat.

  “What the hell are you doing?” Looking up under the dashboard, I smile and close the door again.

  “Makin’ sure the gps shit me and Creed put in is still in there.” Smiling like a won a fucking prize I grab Cher and throw her over my shoulder.

  “Put me down! You are out of your mind!” She giggles as I carry her over to my bike.

  I set her down before grabbing the helmets sliding it on her head.

  “I am goin’ to have you on every surface of that house tonight.” Gripping her ass in my hands, I pull her body against me so she can feel my dick ready to be inside of her.

  “What about on this motorcycle?” Holy fuck! Did she just make this into a competition?

  “Is that some little fantasy of yours?” Grinding against her a little harder her eyes light up. Oh, fuck me! It is! I can see it all over her face.

  “You got it.”

  Chapter 31

  Riding with Cher on the back of my bike is heaven. I love feeling her body wrapped around mine. Although the thoughts of having her naked on it are really making it uncomfortable for me.

  My dick is so hard I thought about pulling over and giving her what she wants but the wait is well worth it.

  Pulling up to my driveway, my heart hammers in my chest. I feel like a schoolboy about to cop his first feel. Cher stirs up so many things inside of me that scare the hell out of me but at the same time, it intrigues me.

  Pressing the button, the garage door opens and I pull in. My body is thrumming with anticipation that I feel dizzy and I haven’t even gotten inside of her.

  I climb off and help her off before tossing the helmets on the old workbench. Gripping Cher’s waist I pull her against me.

  “Tell me what you want. I want to hear that little fantasy of yours.” The color that creeps into her cheeks sets my nerves on fire. She is something special that’s for sure.

  “No. Let’s go in.” She tries to pull away but I don’t let her. If she is going to be with me, she needs to learn to relax and talk to me.

  “We aren’t goin’ anywhere. You are goin’ to tell me all about those nasty thoughts you were havin’.” Stepping back, I pull my cut off and toss it to the side before grabbing the hem of my shirt pulling it over my head.

  I watch Cher’s eyes as she watches me and I know I’ll break her down. Bit by bit. Piece by piece. She will tell me what she wants and I will fucking deliver every drop of it.

  “I don’t want to do this Tank. Let’s go inside.” Her words catch in her throat as I drop my jeans and stand in front of her naked.

  “The doors open!” She squeals slightly as I grab my dick in my hand and stroke.

  “There isn’t anyone out here.” Her eyes travel over my body stopping at what I know she wants. Her gaze lingers there while I stroke myself faster.

  “Take your clothes off.” Cher hesitates for a second but when I stop what I’m doing she kicks her ass into gear.

  There is something so fucking erotic to me about watching a woman undress. The way she slowly and gentle reveals little pieces of flesh with each garment.

  My eyes stay on her until she’s completely naked and bared to me.

  “How did you picture it?” Watching her eyes with so much lust in them, I want to fuck her rough and hard but at the same time I want to give her this dream.

  “I don’t know.” As much as I love the little embarrassed act, I want to know. Moving towards her, I can see her body shudder.

  “Were you on the bike?” I stroke myself a little more as her eyes move down again. I bet she is soaking wet right now.

  “Yes.” Breathlessly, she finally answers me.

  “Show me.” Growling it out seems to set her in motion. I watch as she throws her naked leg over my bike.

  “Fuck!” I can’t help it. She has that soaking wet pussy on my bike seat, ready for me.

  “Now what.” It’s not a question. I want her to tell me exactly how she wants it. I think this is the first time I have ever let a woman control what we do and how we do it. That’s usually my job.

  “I was lying back like this.” I watch her lay back near the handlebars, her perfect breasts on display.

  “I think I like you like that.” Taking a step closer, I reach my hand out and drag it over her stomach. I love the way her body arches against my touch.

  “Don’t stop.” Her eyes connect with mine and a fire I’ve never seen takes hold of her.

  “You walked over just like you are. Gripped my hips and slide that big dick inside of me.” Her chest heaves as she talks. My dick gets harder. I have never heard her talk like this and I think I really fucking like it.

  Grabbing her hips I position her where I want her before I lean in and suck her nipple into my mouth.

  “Tank!” Yeah, I knew she would like that. She grinds her pussy against my chest as I lay there sucking that little pebble in my mouth.

  She’s coating my chest with her wetness and its turning me the fuck on.

  When I can’t handle it anymore, I stand up spreading that pussy open for me and slamming myself inside.

  “FUCK!” Shivers roll over my body as I hold her in place. She clenches and writhes and I can barely stand it.

  “Was it like this darlin’? Was I fuckin’ you just like this?” Growling with each thrust I watch her breast bounce up and down. God I don’t think anything could look this good.

  “Yes! Harder!” Damn she wants it harder we might knock the bike over.

  Then again who am I to deny her what she wants, what she fantasized about.

  My thrusts become frantic as my dick fills her full. She’s so fucking soft and tight I can barely contain myself.

  “I want to cum!” Well shit! I think I like this new Cher.

  Reaching down with one hand, I swirl my finger over her clit in little rough circles as my climax creeps its way through me.

  “You better make it good sweetheart!” A few more rough thrusts and I can feel her explode beneath me. My dick takes note and does the same. Filling her so full of me, she will remember it for days.

  Cher’s head drops back as I rock slowly inside of her letting the waves of pleasure take me away.

  Slowly I slide out of her before helping her sit up. I stick my hand between her legs as that sweet pussy drips onto my seat.

  “Mmmm. I never thought I would like to see this.” Swirling my finger right at the inside of her lips she looks away. I grab her face with my free hand forcing her to look at me.

  “Don’t you ever look away from me. Do you even realize how fuckin’ hot that was?” Leaning in I kiss her gently before pulling her off the bike.

  “Hope you have some more fantasies I can help out with.” Slapping her ass roughly, I lead her towards the door.

  Oh, this is going to be one hell of a night.

  Chapter 32

  Having Cher in my bed is amazing. I knew it was amazing at the clubhouse but being at home just does something to me.

  I have a sense of safety and I overall feel stable. I know none of these things ever last but I can enjoy it for now right?

  Running my hand up and down Cher’s naked back, I wonder what to do about Thomas. I want so much to hear Cher’s thoughts; I just don’t want
to drag up all the old memories.

  The thought of asking Bella just kills me inside. A part of me wants to know though.

  “What’s wrong?” Cher bites my chest making me laugh.

  “Nothin’ why?” Resting her chin on my chest, she looks up at me.

  “You tensed up. I can feel it.” Taking a deep breath, I blow it out.

  “Creed found out some things. They didn’t sit well with me. I wanted to talk to Bella about them but I don’t know how to bring it up. In fact, it may have to do with you too.” That caught her interest. She pops up and slides up the bed next to me and waits.

  “I don’t want to do it right now. Shit, I just fucked you.” Chuckling a little, she elbows me.

  “Just say it and I’ll let you know what other fantasy I have.” The way she looks at me, god help me I’m losing my mind. Can you hear that whip? Yeah, that’s me, the pussy whipped one.

  “Fuck Cher.” Sliding up I sit next to her.

  “That chaser from the other night, she told Creed that Candy had been with a guy for a while. No one really seen him though. Kept out of sight. He wanted to get into one of the clubs and was havin’ some trouble with that before he found the Shadows.” Cher looks up at me clearly confused before I clear my throat.

  “His names Thomas.” Cher damn near jumps off the bed before I grab her and make her focus on me. Her breathing is erratic and her eyes are darting around the room.

  “No. It can’t be him. Right? It can’t be the same Thomas.”

  “Shh. Come on. See this is why I didn’t want to tell you.” Gripping her shoulders a little tighter, I pull her towards me.

  “Is it him?” Her eyes lock with mine as I shake my head.

  “We don’t know. We know that whoever killed Dougie was a sharpshooter. Straight shot from yards away. No normal person could pull that shit off.” Cher’s body begins to shake as I look her in the eyes.

  “What? What do you know?” Tears fall down her face as she stares at me.

  “Thomas was ex-military. Oh god Tank. Tell me he isn’t the one that hurt her? Tell me it wasn’t him?” Cher breaks down and loses it. I pull her sobbing and quivering body against mine and hold her there.