Untamed Bad Boys: Gay Series Box Set

by Aaron Riley

  “If it's a man you're looking for you just need to put yourself out there. You won't find anyone sitting on the couch all day.” Maybe I should take my own advice? “I think you'd feel better if you found a job.”

  “I've tried but nobody's hiring. I sent out twenty resumes yesterday and got nothing back.” Winona fiddled with the TV remote.

  “I can get you a desk job at the hospital.”

  Winona shrugged. “A desk job?”

  “It won't pay much but it will get you out of the house.”

  “Owen, I didn't drop out of college and make our parents disown me for just a desk job,” she said with a straight face.

  I stared into her eyes, not blinking. Her smile cracked first and we both collapsed into a giggling mess. I always beat her. “There's some cute straight doctors that I could introduce you to.”

  Winona's ears perked up. “Tell me more, Owen, tell me more.”

  I shoved her away. “Just play the movie again. I need to relax.”

  Winona poured me another glass of wine and started the movie again. Noah was in the middle of building the house for Allie and she hadn't seen him in years. This movie always brought me to tears. I hated the fact that they loved each other so much and if it wasn't for her bitch mother, they'd still be together. I guess love doesn't work the way you want it to.

  I watched as the beautiful Ryan Gosling pounded nails into wood and all I could think about was Ares. His shirtless chest, that devil tattoo, and his strong arms. If he could just hold me, I'd be happy forever. Damn he was so hot.

  Before I knew it, the credits were rolling. I glanced over and Winona was fast asleep against the arm of the couch, her hand gripping an empty wine glass. I draped a blanket over her, gently placed the wine glass on the coffee table, and kissed her on the forehead. I'd talk to my boss tomorrow and see if they could give her a job. It would do her some good to get out of the house for once.

  I swayed back and forth as I walked to the bathroom. The wine was doing its job. I stared at myself in the mirror and my lips were stained purple from the alcohol. I carried myself to my bed and lay down with my clothes still on. Ares' name escaped my lips before I passed out in a drunken state.

  Chapter Nine

  Ares

  Days passed and my mind constantly went back and forth. Should I go see Owen or not. I'd never played this game before. No man had ever drilled his way into my head like Owen did. Normally I fucked them once and never looked back. I didn't just want him once though. I wanted him over and over again. Explore every inch of those big muscles.

  The decision was already made for me. There was no way I could go another day without seeing him. I left the MC clubhouse against Emily's wishes. She thought I needed more rest before riding my motorcycle. I told her a man and his bike should never be parted. Emily didn't argue.

  I approached my 2015 Harley Softail Slim with a smile. She was all black with “Hollywood” handlebars. She set me back ten grand but was worth every penny. One of the boys must have rode her here from the Stinky Goat—probably one of the prospects. He better not have damaged her. I quickly checked the paint for any chips or dings. It all looked good to me.

  I swung my leg over and let my weight bring the bike down. I plugged my key in and hit the ignition. The familiar roar of the engine brought a grin to my face. I raced out of the line of parked motorcycles and hit the open road. I didn't even bother wearing my helmet. The wind blew through my shaved head as I weaved in and out of cars. Fuck safety...and the police.

  I took my black Ray-Bans off when I reached the hospital. I parked in front and stared up at the giant skyscraper. The sudden realization that Owen was a doctor hit me. The men I'd normally been accustomed with were mostly bartenders. Owen was professional, intellectual, and way out of my league.

  No wonder he didn't want to go out with me. I played with the idea of leaving with my tail between my legs. But I was Ares King. Member of the Devil's Hellions MC. Guys formed lines to suck me off.

  Owen would be mine. Nothing would stop me.

  The ER was dead as I strolled in, a lone nurse was standing behind the counter. She wore pink scrubs and was head-deep into some paperwork. “Hi there,” I said in a low voice, my charm literally oozing out of me.

  The nurse looked up and flushed immediately. Her chest heaved up and down as she gazed at me behind her lashes. “What can I help you with?”

  I played around with a pen on the counter, averting eye contact. “I'm looking for Doctor Holmes.” I glanced up at her. “Do you know where he is?”

  The nurse gulped. “Umm, I believe he's taking a nap in room seven.”

  The information was easy to obtain. Hopefully Owen wouldn't yell at her later. It's not her fault she was putty in my hands. “Thank you so much.” I dropped the pen on the counter and swaggered down the hallway.

  Up ahead a familiar doctor walked down the hall. It was her—Doctor Blue or Green—I couldn't remember which. What was she still doing here? Why didn't Owen get her fired or arrested?

  She was different than before though. She kept her eyes trained to the floor with her shoulders slouched forward. My hands balled into fists and I thought about ending it all right here. One twist of her neck and the bitch would never be able to touch Owen ever again.

  But by looking at her, I knew, this woman would never harm a living soul again. She was safe...for now.

  As I walked by, the doctor raised her head and her eyes went wide as they met mine. I raised my fists and cracked my knuckles, winking at her. The doctor went flying down the hallway screaming incoherently. I chuckled to myself and continued down to room seven.

  I opened the door to discover Owen laying peacefully on a hospital bed in a dark and empty room. I sat down in a chair and watched him sleep. His lips were parted just a little as he inhaled and exhaled. His blonde hair was all messed up across the pillow. Owen's chest expanded and contracted with every breath. He looked so serene.

  “How long have you been there?” he asked, rubbing his tired eyes.

  I leaned back in the chair. “Only a few moments. I didn't want to wake you.”

  Owen sat up and yawned. “Don't you think this is a little creepy?”

  Creepy? Maybe it was but I couldn't help myself, he looked so good while he slept. “I didn't mean to alarm you.”

  “No it's fine. The nurses jostled me awake for every small little thing. I might have a heart attack one day. So what are you doing here?”

  That was a good question. Could I tell him that I couldn't stop thinking about him? No, that would be way too forward. Keep your cool, King.

  “I just wanted to thank you for saving my life.”

  She smiled. “You've already thanked me a million times. I was just doing my job. I should be the one doing the thanking. You saved me from that monster.”

  I nodded. “I saw that doctor in the hallway. So he's still working here?”

  Owen sighed and his eyes went dark. “I thought about filing a complaint or going to the police. But have you seen the woman? Taking away her career just feels wrong. He's now a shell of a woman.”

  My blood was boiling with rage. Just the thought of her hurting Owen again made me want to do something bad.

  Owen reached out for me and his warm hand instantly calmed me down. “I don't think she's going to stay here much longer anyways.”

  I nodded. I'd keep an eye on her. Make sure nothing ever happened like that again. “It was good to see you, Owen.” I stood up and brushed off my jeans.

  He looked confused and desperate as I walked to the doorway. “Leaving so soon, Ares?”

  “I have a lot to do today and not enough time to do it.” That was a complete lie. I had absolutely nothing to do today. I opened the door and began to walk away.

  “I want to take you up on your offer,” he murmured. His words made me stop in my tracks. “I'll get a drink with you.”

  I turned back. “When is your shift over?”

  Owen glanc
ed down to the small watch on his wrist. “Still have three hours left.”

  “I'll pick you up at ten.” I left the room without giving him a second look but I knew he was beaming at me. He didn't know it yet, but he was already mine.

  I walked by the same nurse at the counter and winked at her again. She melted in her shoes. I could kill a man with all this confidence.

  Chapter Ten

  Owen

  I couldn't believe I agreed to go out with Ares King! What was I thinking? That was the problem, Holmes, you weren't thinking. When he left I had the sinking feeling that I'd never see him again. I couldn't let him go without finding out if there was something more there. I needed to take the same advice that I gave Winona: put yourself out there.

  Ares was picking me up at the hospital in a couple hours and I didn't even have a change of clothes with me. I couldn't wear my scrubs on a date. I thought about going home but I wouldn't have enough time to get back. If I was smart enough, I could've asked for his phone number so he could pick me up at my apartment. All those years of school didn't train me for real life.

  I found Fiona in the locker room changing into her street clothes. “I have a date tonight,” I told her.

  Fiona's lips curled in amusement. “The famous Dr. Holmes has a date tonight?”

  I blushed and nodded. “Is it that crazy of an idea?”

  Fiona shook her head. “Only crazy that someone as hot as you has been able to keep men away for so long.”

  She thought I was hot? I looked down at myself. I knew I wasn't ugly but hot never entered my mind. I laughed. “Yeah I wish. I guess I just haven't had the time for dating. Too focused on my career.”

  Fiona leaned in and whispered in my ear. “Your going to need to fight the men off you tonight. I hope your date is ready for a brawl.”

  I blushed. Ares would be able to take care of anyone that got too close. “Thank you so much.”

  Fiona waved both hands. “So who's your date for tonight? It's not Dr. Green is it?”

  A shiver ran down my spine. She already knew he was bad news so I didn't need to explain anything to her. I hadn't told her what happened in the pharmacy. I didn't want to frighten her yet. “No actually it's one of my patients. Do you remember Ares King?”

  “You mean the handsome-as-hell biker?”

  I nodded. “Yeah that's the one.”

  “I gave him a couple of sponge baths. Girl, you're in for a real treat.” Fiona winked at me. What did she mean by that? Did her and Ares do something? I remembered walking in on them and Fiona seemed embarrassed. She closed her locker and flipped hair. “Good luck tonight. Tell me all about it on your next shift.”

  “Will do.” I returned to the small round mirror in my locker and fixed my hair.

  Most of the nurses and doctors didn't even recognize me as I strutted along. I certainly got a lot of eyes on me though. I wasn't used to that kind of attention before. Being a gay doctor came with it's fair share of sexual harassment but this was different. I could feel the desire overflowing from the women as I passed by.

  I quickly sent a text to Winona to tell her I'd be going home late since I was going on a date. I should have known my phone was going to blow up.

  Winona: A date!

  Winona: You must be lying. Funny joke. Ha ha.

  Winona: Wait! Are you really going on a date?

  Owen: Not lying.

  Winona: Who is it? Better not be Doctor Green!

  Why did everybody instantly assume it's Green. Why would Winona, especially after I told her what he did to me?

  Owen: No it's the patient who saved me. I'll tell you about it later.

  Winona: You better not spare me any detail. I'm on my third viewing of Gone with the Wind. I need something new.

  I smiled and shut my phone off. I still needed to find my little sister a date. Surely one of the other doctors would be interested. On my next shift, I'd start the search to find Winona Mr. Right.

  The hospital doors slid open to reveal Ares walking in wearing his signature leather jacket and faded blue jeans. His wardrobe was so simple but effective. I stood up as he approached.

  “Holy fuck, Owen. You look...I'm fucking speechless.” His eyes scanned my body up and down. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered around.

  “Shall we go?” he asked.

  I nodded.“Where are we going tonight?”

  “I thought we'd hit a bar and get a couple drinks. Then see where the night takes us.”

  “That sounds nice.” I knew exactly what he meant by that. And I had no qualms about going back to his place tonight. There would be no way I'd be able to stop my body.

  Ares led me outside to the parking lot where his motorcycle was parked. Even though Ares was a biker, I didn't expect that. I stopped short of the motorcycle and stared at it. The bike was dark and the chrome was perfectly polished. The thing looked very intimidating.

  “What's wrong?” Ares asked.

  “Nothing, I've just never been on a motorcycle before.”

  Ares arched an eyebrow. “Really? Never?”

  “Don't have much time to ride bikes between shifts.”

  He handed me a helmet that covered my entire head. “Don't worry Owen, with me, I'll never let anything happen to you.”

  I stared at him in awe. Is this the man I've been waiting for my entire life? Ares put his helmet on and hopped on the motorcycle. He looked good on it. I mean really good.

  “Get on,” Ares ordered me.

  I complied immediately and jumped on behind Ares. There wasn't much space and I had to sit right up against Ares's back. My chest was pushed against him and I tried hard to control my racing heart.

  “Wrap your arms around me and hold on tight. We don't want you falling off, do we?”

  I shook my head and slipped my hands under his arms and clenched onto his chest. Oh my god he's so strong. A hardness began to grow between my thighs. I hadn't touched a man like this in forever. I wanted to touch more of him. My skin sizzled with pleasure.

  Ares started the bike and the rumbling beneath me felt fantastic. We zoomed out of the parking lot in a flash. Adrenaline pumped through my veins. Ares deftly weaved in and out of cars, barely missing them. My heartbeat spiked at every turn. I was scared out of my mind but felt safe close to Ares. I knew he wouldn't do anything too dangerous. For him, this was probably a pleasurable stroll on a bike.

  Ares parked the bike at a bar called the Stinky Goat. This couldn't be the place he was taking me on a date? Wasn't this where he got stabbed? I didn't want to question him about it.

  Just let it go, Holmes.

  The large building was all green with faded and peeling paint. Bikes just like Ares' were parked everywhere. I actually didn't spot one normal car in the parking lot. This was definitely not my kind of place. But when I thought about Ares it made perfect sense.

  I got off the bike and pried the helmet off, still trying to catch my breath. “That was out of this world.”

  Ares shut off his bike and grinned, showing off his perfect white teeth. How could anyone not fall for him? “I'm glad you liked the ride. Next time, maybe I'll go above forty-five mph.”

  “Oh my god, I can't believe we were going that slow! I thought we were at least going a hundred.”

  The thought of another bike ride excited me. But the thought of Ares naked and on top of me excited me more. Where was this night going to take me?

  Chapter Eleven

  Ares

  His hands wrapped around my chest tight felt way too good. I circled around the Stinky Goat a few times just so I could feel him against me for a little while longer. His body was driving me wild. The massive hard-on in my pants wouldn't go away ever since I saw him.

  It was Tuesday night at the Goat and the place was packed for a weeknight. It took awhile to wade through the crowd of people and finally find a couple seats at the end of the bar. We passed over my blood stains on the floor from the stabbing. No need to tell Owen that was the sp
ot where it happened. Jimi Hendrix's “Purple Haze” screamed over the loud speaker and two bikers were playing air guitar.

  “Nice place,” Owen yelled to me.

  I couldn't tell if he was joking or not. The Stinky Goat was one of the best bars in Sacks County. I waved Hunter the bartender over.

  Hunter clapped his hands and smiled. “Well I'll be damned. Ares King. I didn't think I'd see you here again so soon.”

  “Good to see you too, Hunter.”

  “Everything all okay with the...” Hunter did a stabbing motion with his hands.

  I put my arm around Owen's shoulder. “Yeah the doc right here fixed me pretty good.”

  Hunter looked Owen up and down with wide eyes. “Well if that's the case the drinks are on the house. What can I get for you two?”

  “Just a beer for me.” I gazed over at Owen and waited for him to choose but he looked so lost. “Get the man a beer too.”

  Hunter rubbed his hands together and flipped a white towel over shoulder. “Coming right up.”

  Owen leaned over and I got a nice whiff of that same cologne. Hhe smelled so damn good. “The bartender seems very nice,” he said.

  “We've been friends ever since we were kids. But he's only on his best behavior because there's a stranger present. Normally he's foul mouthed and rude.”

  Hunter returned with drinks. “A Guinness for the son of a bitch and a Samuel Smith Stout for his date.”

  I took a sip of the beer and watched Owen take a drink. He scrunched up and turned his nose at it. I chuckled and whispered in her ear. “Too dark for you?”

  “Its fine,” he replied, taking another sip. “Just a little too thick for me.”

  Once Owen got a little more relaxed from the alcohol, I'd take him back to my place and tear those tight pants right off. He'd look good bent over my bed with his ass in the air.

  I felt a slap on the back and looked behind to find Isaac. His long black hair made him look like he was apart of a metal band from the 80's. He was the treasurer of the Devil's Hellions MC which meant he took care of all the money. Isaac was smart—almost too smart to be a biker. We were lucky to have him.