Archer: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel

by Rae B. Lake

  “Sure, come on in.” I moved back and let them in. I saw the opened bottle of wine and ice cream on the table along with a few bags the girls had left thrown around. “Sorry about the mess I wasn’t expecting company.”

  “Please, I spend most of my time with a bunch of bikers, this is not a mess.” She laughed slightly.

  “So, you have something to say to me?” I asked wanting to know what this was about.

  “Yes, I know that things are hard for you right now. I know Archer messed up, but this is killing him.” She balanced the baby in the crook of her arm and reached out to take my hand. I wanted to move away but something about the way she was talking to me made me stay put.

  “Do you know what he did? He tricked me into loving him.”

  “No,” She shook her head slightly, “Please don’t believe that. Archer has always been on his own. Always in control of his surroundings. The botched shot that hit you could have and almost did send him down a very destructive path, but it also opened him up to the idea that he could have more. He could have love. He could have you.”

  I looked down, not wanting to forgive but my fight was weak.

  “He loves you, Daria, more than anything or anyone I’ve ever seen. He has completely given up all his control and that is something none of us ever thought we’d see.”

  “I love him too, God I love him too.” I felt the tears start all over again and fall down my face. When will I run out?

  “Oh I know, but do you love all of him?”

  “What?” I didn’t understand quite what she meant.

  “The club is not just a hobby for him, the Wings of Diablo MC Club are his family. They are a part of his genetic makeup now. He feels like he has to change who he is in order for you to love him. He would die if he was without this club and that’s just what he is willing to do if it means being with you.”

  “Why?”

  “Daria, you’re his woman. You’re the one person in his life that proves to him he does deserve to be happy. You’re his redemption.”

  I closed my eyes and smiled slightly, I couldn’t give up that man. No matter what I told myself but could I accept the club too?

  “I’m scared, I have never been involved with anything that could send me to jail or even anything that would make people upset with me. I don’t think I will fit in with the club.”

  Now it was Keeley’s turn to laugh. “Oh girl, none of the ol’ ladies really fit in with the club but those men would do anything for us. All of them will kill for you, will give their last breath to protect you, it’s a family in all sense of the word.”

  “My family wasn’t the best.”

  “Well don’t you think it's time for you to get one that is?”

  I looked at the child in her arms, she was sleeping so peacefully. She was healthy, she was happy. She had a family. I wanted that too.

  “Ok, I will give it a shot. Will you take me to him?”

  Keeley smiled brightly and wrapped her free arm around me. “Welcome to the family. Let’s go get your man.”

  I had never been more petrified in my life. I was following this woman and this baby directly into the wolf's den. Literally. These men were predators, they were everything I had spent my whole life trying to stay away from. These were the same types of guys that destroyed my mothers’ life. Keeley promised me they were different, I only hoped she was telling the truth.

  We pulled up in front of a large building, it looked to be about two stories tall. This was the second time I was here, this time however there weren’t people crowding the parking lot. Now that I wasn’t completely losing my mind in utter confusion and panic, I could really take a good look at my surroundings. The club was the only thing around for at least a mile but what I was more interested in was the breathtaking amount of land surrounding the place. It was in good shape and gorgeous, so many things could be done with it.

  We walked in the club and there were at least half a dozen men in the main area, with several more at the bar. All of them had on the same vests that Archer had been wearing, some with titles and names others just with the word Prospect on the back.

  “Would you look it here, Keeley brought us a little gift. How sweet.” One of the men who had been standing in the corner began to make his way over to me. He was followed by three others, all with the same glint in their eyes, like they were sharks in the water and they smelled blood.

  “Boys, this one is not for you.” Keeley stepped in front of me trying to protect me from their roaming eyes and hands.

  “Oh Key, you know the rules. If she ain’t patched in, she’s fair game the minute she walks in here.”

  My muscles began to lock. Had she just led me straight into a trap?

  Great, just great.

  “Back the fuck up.” A voice boomed from the side of the room.

  One of the men turned towards it, “Oh calm down Wire, we’re not bothering your lady.”

  “That one is off limits too.”

  That one? Am I that one?

  “No way man, that ain’t the rules. Why can’t we play? She’s not an ol’ lady.”

  The men that were once surrounding Keeley and I began to slowly back away and walk toward the man they called Wire.

  “I don’t care what the rules say, you mess with her and I’m going to have break someone’s face.” He walked up close to the main instigator, staring him straight in the face.

  It was scary to watch but shockingly a tiny bit arousing.

  “Fuck it, whatever man.” The guy walked off, and the rest of the small group disbanded and went back to what they were doing before I had strolled in.

  Keeley walked straight over to Wire and handed her daughter over to him before leaning up and giving him a kiss that made me turn my head away and blush. It was so hot and intense.

  When they stopped staring at each other with lustful eyes, Keeley turned back to me and reached for my hand. I walked a bit closer to the couple.

  “Daria, this is my husband Dillon, or as he is known here Wire.”

  I reached out my hand to him and he gave me a firm shake.

  “You don’t know how nice it is to finally meet you.” A smile broke through on his face, it surprised me how this man who just threatened serious bodily harm on other people could seem so genuine and nice not five minutes later.

  “It’s nice to meet you too.” I smiled back at him and looked over to Keeley.

  “Right, come with me.” She let go of Wire’s hand and grabbed onto mine walking me passed everyone else toward a set of stairs. It looked like the second floor was all rooms, so when we stopped at a door I assumed it was Archer’s. I raised my hand to knock but then thought against it.

  When I turned to get some direction from Keeley as to what I should do, I saw that she had already walked downstairs and was back with her family. Wire picked his daughter up over his head and made funny faces at her while Keeley held on to one of his arms and smiled up at the interaction. This was what a real family looked like. I smiled to myself, how could I have been so dumb and so ignorant. Time to make it right.

  With one final breath, I twisted the doorknob and walked into Archer’s room.

  Archer’s POV

  “72….73…” I struggled to push my body off the floor, I used to be able to bang out one hundred push-ups without breaking a sweat but I had recently let my conditioning slide. Something I had to rectify immediately. I didn’t want to turn to the bottle anymore to combat the self-doubt, so I turned to physical exertion. When I wasn’t working out, I was thinking about either my fuck up the other day or about Daria. Either one fucked up my whole mood, I couldn’t keep walking around here living or dying in my head, so I took back a little bit of control. I worked out until the aches and pains in my body forced me to think of only them.

  I dropped back to the ground, breathing hard through my mouth. I was so out of shape.

  My door opened and someone walked in but I was too tired to get up. If it was Clean
he would kick me or some shit, everyone else could just talk to my body on the floor.

  “You know, the bed might be a bit more comfortable to sleep on than the floor.”

  Just like a Harley roaring to life after not being driven for years, my heart began to beat, the world began to spin, my soul was in reach.

  I turned my head to the door, “Daria!” I jumped up as fast as I could not caring if it didn’t look graceful or that my muscles were protesting the quick movements. I began to rush toward her but thought better of it, last time I was near her she was ready to bash my head in with a bat. “What are you doing here? Is everything ok?”

  “Yeah, everything is ok.” She looked down at her hands, her body staying put in front of the closed door.

  I saw her mouth open and close a few times like she wanted to say something but couldn’t get the words out.

  “You wanted to talk to me?” I asked hoping that I was nudging her the way she wanted to go.

  “Yes.” She looked at me with those gorgeous eyes.

  “Anything in particular or the whole deal, I’m up for anything. I’ll sit here forever if that’s what you want.” It was a bit desperate but I really didn’t care.

  “Archer, is Luke your real name?”

  What a strange question.

  “Yes, Luke Duos is my given name. I am thirty-four years old, I have never been married, I have no kids. I have no parents or family to speak of.” I looked around for a clue as to what information I could give her next.

  “Do you kill people?” She asked almost in a whisper.

  I wanted to lie, I wanted to tell her that I was a saint but I wouldn’t, no more lies, not ever again. “Yes, if I have to. I will do anything to protect my family and if that means having to kill someone then I will.”

  She looked up at me and nodded her head once.

  “Do you do drugs?”

  “No, I don’t even smoke weed. I do like my drink but usually not every day. I try to keep my body as pure as possible.”

  “How long have you been in this gang?”

  “It’s not a gang, I have been here for over seven years.” I took a chance and moved slowly toward her. She didn’t stop me or even look half as scared as I was.

  “I don’t know if I would be able to fit in here. I have tried my whole life to stay away from anything like this.” She said, her eyes showing her worry.

  She was thinking about taking me back, I was getting another chance. Part of me wanted to jump up and down in excitement, yet another part was scared that I would fuck it up.

  “You fit with me. Wherever I am, that’s where you belong and wherever you are is where I belong.” I finished my slow walk toward her, now only inches away from her. I could see her breath coming quickly as she took in my half-naked form.

  “Do you have any um…” she cleared her throat as her voice wavered, “sexual things I need to know about. Diseases or anything.”

  I smiled, there’s my good girl.

  “I’m as clean as they come. I do have my own kinks though.”

  She swallowed loudly and looked straight into my eyes, “Oh yeah, like what?”

  “I like to fuck hard, mixing a little pain with my pleasure.”

  Her lips parted slightly, and she darted the little tip of her tongue out to moisten them. “Like when you spanked me?”

  “Yes, ma chérie. Did you like that?”

  Her hands were flat against the door, I could see that she was straining to keep them there but I had not given her permission to touch me.

  “Yes, I liked that a lot.”

  I rested both of my forearms on either side of her head against the door, I was close enough that I could feel her sweet breath against my skin, I could count the cute freckles that were splattered all over her face and see the bright blush that began to creep under her skin.

  “Are you mine, Daria?” I asked completely controlling my emotions, at least on the surface, on the inside it felt like everything had come to a standstill.

  “Completely.”

  “Thank fuck,” I growled out as I smashed my body into hers. My lips crushing hers beneath them. I wrapped my arms around her waist, using my hands to grab her supple ass.

  “God, I missed you.” Daria groaned as she twisted her fingers in my hair. No permission needed.

  I raised my hands to her shirt and couldn’t even convince myself to unbutton it. I needed her naked and I needed it now. I tore it off, buttons flying everywhere. She sucked in a breath at the level of chaos in the air. Desperation.

  She pulled my mouth back to her and kissed me, biting one of my lips hard. The pain shot through me taking me that much closer to the edge. I grabbed her hair, finally able to fully run my fingers through her bouncy locks. I let her head roll to the side and licked up the side of her neck, I wanted to taste everywhere on her. She whimpered impatiently, trying to get my belt buckle loose. My cock was heavy with need and I tried to remind myself that she was a virgin and needed to move slowly. I was moving as slowly as I could but even that pace had her gasping for breath.

  I carried her to my bed and laid her down, stripping her pants off quickly and peeling her underwear down her taut legs.

  “You are the sexiest fucking woman that I have ever seen.” My eyes roamed over her body hungrily. I could only imagine all the ways I was going to have her, all the ways I would make her scream in pleasure.

  “I’m your woman.” She replied reaching up to once again take my pants off. I pulled them down along with my briefs.

  “Damn right.”

  I knelt down over her, careful not to put any of my weight on her. I kissed and sucked on every single part of her that I could, from her earlobes to the hollow of her neck, to the scar my bullet left behind and finally ending with her beautiful pussy. I rubbed her clit, letting her juices coat my fingers and lubricate them. I push one inside of her and felt the tightness in there, it would be almost impossible for me to get inside that honey hole but I was going to fucking try. I placed one hand on her belly and held her down as she screamed and moaned my name. Her walls contracting hard as she exploded on my hand. I picked up my fingers and placed them in front of her face.

  “Lick your cum off my hand.”

  She complied instantly, moaning as she lapped up every single drop.

  “Open your legs wide and let them fall out to the side, I’m going to take you and it's going to hurt a bit. You trust me to take care of you?”

  She nodded quickly and opened her legs like I had asked her. I grabbed my dick and used the head to rub her pussy’s pretty lips. The same blush that constantly flooded her face also was down below, her juicy honey hole was a deep red color and puffy. Swollen from the orgasm I just gave her using my hands and mouth.

  I lowered myself down onto her my cock now firmly pressed against her core. “Tell me how you want it, soft and slow or quick and fast?” She only could give up her virginity once, it should be her choice how she wanted it, but if I knew my girl; I knew what she would say.

  “Quick and fast, take me. Claim me as yours.” She whispered her hands tucked under my arms and caressing my back.

  That’s my girl.

  I pulled up with my arms and rammed into her with one quick thrust. She cried out and dug her nails into my back. I stilled, letting her get accustomed to my size. Her body adjusting to me laying my claim. I looked down at her, lust returning to her eyes, want now replacing the pain.

  I started to move again, pounding into her relentlessly. I kissed her, groped her, my mind not able to focus on doing just one thing. I used my hands to raise her lower half, the position must have been to her liking because she let out a low wail, the praise of my name echoing in the air of my room.

  “Oh fuck.”

  My skin tingled, sweat dripped down my back, my muscles contracted, I was going to cum. A mere five minutes after I got my first taste of Daria and I was about to blow my load like a fucking schoolboy.

  No way, I can hold bac
k for hours. There was no way I would embarrass myself like…

  “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” I growled as the orgasm tore through me. I could have cried in pleasure.

  I looked down at Daria, her face was still red from both blush and heat.

  “I can’t believe I just embarrassed myself like that, what a fucking piece of shit I am.” I caught my breath, already beating myself up mentally for not even being able to please her. Not the way she should have been.

  “What? I don’t understand.” She sat up only a little, a single tendril of hair falling over her shoulder and sticking to her wet skin.

  “I have been dreaming about making love to you, showing you all different types of pleasure, with the idea of making your first time perfect. You give me the chance and I turn out to be a motherfucking minute man. It’s sad.” I shook my head and pulled out of her.

  She laughed a bit, “Are you serious?”

  When I looked at her without a shred of humor in my eyes, she pulled me down on the bed and straddled me. “Luke Archer Duos, that was better than anything that I could ever have imagined. Don’t you sit here and doubt how deeply you satisfy me. Also, the fun part about making mistakes?” She raised herself up and lined up my still hard cock with her honey hole, “We get to try again.”

  I took her over and over again, more times than I probably should have, but once we started I just couldn’t stop. My cock had a mind of its own, all it wanted to do was be buried to the hilt inside of Daria.

  Chapter 25

  It had been three days since either of us had seen daylight. We fucked and slept, fucked and slept. It was like heaven. Only on the third morning when her stomach rumbled angrily did I realize that we needed to eat, especially if I wanted to take her body in other ways. I had so much planned for her and my sweet girl was down for it. Never saying no and only asking questions if she didn’t understand something.

  “Oh my goodness, I don’t think I can move.” She said laying down beside me.