Wire: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel

by Lake, Rae B.

  Too deep, too fast.

  I have had plenty of girls tap out after I did this to them. I had learned from an early age since I was so blessed most girls had to get used to my length before I could go crazy. That was if they ever got used to it.

  I stopped immediately. I watched her eyes as she settled back down on my rod. She loved it, but she wasn’t looking at me the same. She was angry.

  I reached up and caressed her face, no reaction, instead Keeley closed her eyes and started to move her hips. She was fucking me.

  No, not this time.

  I grabbed her hips hard and kissed her cheeks softly. I ran my fingers down her face. I was going to lose her; I could feel it.

  “I am so scared, Keeley.” I had never admitted my fear to anyone ever. “I don’t know what to do. I know you’re scared too. I shouldn’t have walked out when you needed me. I needed you then too. How can I keep you? How can I keep a baby safe? I don’t know what to do.” I sighed as I leaned my head into the crook of her neck. I didn’t want to look at her and see that hatred in her eyes anymore. I was deep inside her and she was in my arms, it felt like home. Something I’d never felt for any place besides the club before.

  “I…” Her voice was a whisper but it was soft. I raised my head to look in her eyes. The tears were back but the anger was gone. “I can’t do this on my own, Dillon, I can’t. I know you're scared, but I have to trust that you’re going to be my man and be by my side when things get rough, not run away.” She ran her fingers down my face, and she kissed me again, gentler this time. I kissed her back.

  “I’m yours. I’ll never run from you. Never.” I kissed her again, raising her small body up before slowly pulling her back down. I would never get my fill of this woman.

  She let her head fall back as she fell further and further into bliss. “I’m yours too, Dillon. Only you.” She moaned.

  I picked up the pace. It had been so long. I tried to compose myself but I couldn’t.

  “Keeley, marry me. Be my ol’ lady.” I buried myself deep inside her. Her head snapped back up as she looked at me; her hips never stopped moving.

  “Dillon, don’t play with me.”

  “You going to make me beg, woman?” I pulled her back up, feeling her walls stretch and tremble around me. I dropped her back on me, could feel her body tensing up for her release. I let her upper back rest on the wall behind us while I leaned away from her, making sure I was in the right position to brush against her g-spot. I usually didn’t need any extra tricks, but if this was a way to get her to say yes, I wasn’t above cheating. I wanted her to agree.

  “Oh… oh, oh…” Her eyes darted up to mine and her face scrunched a bit like she couldn’t understand what I was doing to her body. Confusion. It wasn’t until the quick and powerful burst of her orgasm had her back jerking off the wall did she realize she was cumming. She screamed my name as her body sucked at my cock. I kept up my monstrous pace, keeping the same angle. Before she could properly come down from her orgasmic high, she was cumming again. She pounded my chest with her hand and the only word I could understand from her high pitch screams was my name.

  “Dillon!”

  I felt her body go taut again and a high whimpering cry leave her mouth. She shook all over, and after a long second her pussy throbbed and sucked at me. I growled, using every muscle I had to force myself not to come. I wanted her to do it again.

  “Oh, Jesus, I can’t... Impossible.” She was whimpering; her body limp against mine. She would fall straight to the floor if I let her go.

  “You can’t what?” I said through gritted teeth.

  “Dillon!” She screamed my name again but didn’t answer me.

  “You can’t what?”

  “Orgasm, so many already… Can’t…”

  I felt an evil smile crawl up my face.

  Challenge accepted.

  “Give me one more,” I whispered close to her ear.

  Her shirt was plastered to her skin from the sweat pouring off both of us. I leaned down to kiss her, nibbling lips, inhaling her scent all while I kept up the excruciating pace.

  “Dillon… Dillon…. oh my god…” Her body tensed up, her thighs wrapped around my waist shook with the force of an earthquake. I felt her pulse and suck at me, and finally, with a prayer to whichever god put this woman in my life, I let go of my seed inside her.

  I grabbed her off the wall and let myself fall to my knees, making sure to cradle her against me as we collapsed to the floor.

  “Yes.” She mumbled against my chest.

  “Yes?”

  “I’ll be your ol’ lady.”

  I bent down the best I could, my insides were ecstatic but nothing but a slight smile on my face. Just before my lips could reach hers, she grabbed my cheeks tight in one hand.

  “But if you run from me again, I swear on my life I will never cum for you again.”

  It took everything in me not to laugh in her face. I failed. I didn’t have enough strength to stop it. The loud, raucous noise spilled out my lips as I laughed to the sky. I looked back down to her to see that she was frowning. She was serious. It only made me laugh harder. I could play that woman’s body like a drum, she was going to have to come up with a better threat.

  The budding smile on her face told me that she also knew what I knew to be true. She was all mine, anytime I wanted her.

  “Jerk! You could at least pretend!” She slapped me lightly on the chest before she moved up and kissed me.

  Wire

  I walked into the clubhouse the next morning with Keeley by my side. I had to be at the clubhouse to find out what was going on with the Tears, but I wasn’t about to let her stay out of my hands for long. I had finally convinced her to stay with me at the clubhouse for a little while until things calmed down.

  Really I just felt a lot better with the club doctor on standby. She hadn’t complained of anything and the one time they did take her blood pressure, it was only a little bit elevated.

  “So, do you want to talk about this baby situation?”

  I was expecting to feel a sense of dread, but instead, I only had curiosity. “How did this happen?” I asked sincerely.

  She smiled a little and in typical Keeley smart ass form said, “Well when a mommy and a daddy…”

  “Ha…ha…ha, I’m serious, what about that IMTD thing?”

  “The what?”

  “The birth control thing.”

  She rolled her eyes slightly. “The IUD.”

  “Yeah whatever, the useless crap.”

  “I asked the doctor that as soon as you left. He said it seems the device moved or repositioned, making it ineffective.”

  “How do you move it?”

  “I don’t move it. Usually, you have to go to the doctor for it to be moved. I have heard stories about women who slept with well-endowed men…” She raised her eyebrows at me, glancing down to my package then back up to my face.

  The caveman inside of me wanted to beat my chest. I was deep enough inside her that an object implanted there by her doctor had shifted out of place. I couldn’t lie; I was a little impressed with myself.

  “Does it hurt?”

  “Being pregnant?”

  I nodded once. I can’t imagine that it was comfortable. “Actually, I had no idea. No morning sickness, no bloating, nothing. I don’t think I would have figured anything out until my belly started to get bigger.”

  “How far are you?”

  “The doctor said almost three months. So I’m almost out of the first trimester.”

  “Ok. What should I do?” I could feel the panic beginning to rise. I didn’t know how to handle this, even talking about it was driving me up a wall.

  She laughed and kissed me gently, immediately destressing me. “Nothing, Dillon. Just be here for me, get me ice cream and pickles, don’t call me fat when I look like a whale in a few months, love me and love your baby. That’s it.”

  “What if I don’t love him right?”

&
nbsp; “Him! Who said it was a him? What if it’s a she?”

  “Please, I am way too manly to be shooting chics. It's all testosterone here baby!” I rubbed her stomach lightly, watching her giggle as she put her hand over mine.

  “There is no wrong way, Dillon. You’re going to be a great father and a great husband. I can put money on it.”

  I hoped that she was right; I prayed that she was. I needed her to be right.

  * * *

  “Dillon, Dillon, wake up!” Keeley was beating me on my chest. We had just fallen asleep a few hours later and I was getting some really good sleep.

  “No…” I grumbled and tried to turn around.

  “Dillon, there’s smoke!”

  I finally heard the panic in her voice. My eyes popped open as I saw the smoke slowly seeping through under the door. I bolted up, put my feet in my boots and grabbed her, running for the door. She had on a pair of my sweats and a t-shirt. I could see that there was a fire coming from downstairs, but not one alarm had gone off. Everyone was still asleep.

  “Keeley, get out of the building!” I pushed her towards the stairs.

  “No! Come with me!”

  “I have to wake them up! They’re probably all drunk.” Before I could say another word, she ran to the other side of the balcony and started banging on doors with all she had.

  I ran over to Clean’s room. Kicking it with my boots. “Clean, wake the fuck up! Clean.”

  “Fuck off!” I heard him scream back.

  “Fire, man! Get out of the room!”

  “Bullshit.” I heard the bed creak; he’d turned over. I banged again, furiously on his door. “Clean, this is not a fucking game. The club is on fire, get the fuck out now!”

  Within a second, he swung the door open. He had so much junk on his floor that the smoke couldn’t even make its way in under the door crack.

  “Oh shit!” He dove back into his room and grabbed some pants and his boots.

  I ran to the next door. Banging and screaming fire along the way. Less than two minutes later, whoever was in the building was out of their rooms and rushing down the stairs.

  “What the fuck? Why didn’t the alarms go off?” Prez called out as we made our way quickly down the stairs. Keeley was beginning to cough; the smoke was getting bad.

  “I don’t know!”

  “Prez, the door is on fire!”

  I turned to see the rest of the folks that were here with their hands over their faces. They couldn’t breathe. And the doors were what was on fire.

  There was only one door to the outside that seemed to be unscathed, so of course people ran straight for it.

  “It’s a trap!” I screamed, grabbing for Keeley, dragging her behind a table and down to the floor away from the smoke. Before I could get anyone else’s attention, the shots began to ring out. People were being mowed down as they ran toward safety.

  I could hear the screaming and the bodies falling to the floor, but I couldn’t move off Keeley, I had to make sure she and the baby were not in the line of fire.

  “What the shit?” I heard Clean yell out. I turned my head to see him also down on the floor behind a piece of furniture. Archer and Prez were in the immediate area.

  “Wire! Get the guns from behind the bar!” Prez yelled out for me.

  “Yeah Wire! Get the guns, boy!”

  I put my head down. I knew that voice. Monte. He finally made his move. Smart really, the whole club was scattered around the town, and no one was going to come looking for him right now. We spent so long getting prepared and watching who he was going to recruit that we weren’t prepared at home.

  I moved to the bar on my belly, slithering like a snake. I could hear Monte laugh as the bullets rained down near me. He was a bad shot, thankfully.

  I picked up a few six-shooters and the shotgun, it was all we had. I slid the shotgun to Clean since he was the closest and the others to Archer and Prez. I could see at least a dozen people out the door just waiting for us to start running towards them. It would happen, the smoke was becoming oppressive. Keeley was crying.

  “We have to run for the door,” I called out to Prez.

  “It’s suicide,” he yelled back.

  “Either way, it's suicide,” Clean yelled back.

  Archer coughed a few times, wiping the soot from his face. “He’s right. We won’t make it either way, and I don’t want to burn to death.”

  I turned back to Keeley, who was still coughing and crying on the floor.

  “Listen to me, this is going to be bad, you run and get out of here. You fight as hard and as long as you can. You and this baby have to be alright. Promise me!”

  “We will be!” She screamed back.

  I stood up and let the numbness take over my body for what I was sure was to be the last time. I fired towards the door determined to take as many of them out as I could, even if it was only to make sure Keeley made it out.

  I could see the sparks of flash from the muzzles of the guns next to me but it wasn’t until I noticed shots coming from behind me that I turned to see who it was.

  A tall, older man, blond hair and tattoos going up his neck ran up to me. I raised my gun to his face but didn’t pull the trigger. In that split second there was something about him that I recognized.

  His eyes!

  He had gold shimmering eyes, exactly like the eyes I loved. This was Marko Juric.

  “Where’s my daughter?” He yelled in my direction, his European accent almost too thick for me to understand what he was saying.

  “We’re all clear!” Another one of the people that had broken in through the back and saved our asses bellowed from near the door. I ran back to where Keeley was and picked her up from the floor. Her eyes went wide when she saw who was standing in the middle of the floor.

  “Tata!” She screamed as I ran past him and out of the still smoking clubhouse, running over the bodies that both the Wings of Diablo and her father put down.

  Everyone made it outside. All the club members went to work then, using the outdoor water pump to get the fire under control. The last thing we needed was a bunch of cops and firefighters sniffing around.

  “Idi pomoći,” Marko yelled out to the four men that were surrounding him and Keeley. They were almost military-like. I assumed he told them to help out because they almost instantaneously began grabbing buckets of water and whatever else they could to help us put out the fire.

  I looked over to Keeley. She smiled at me, giving me a thumbs up and took her father's hand and started walking.

  She was ok. I couldn’t believe we came through all of that together and alive.

  Keeley

  I watched as Dillon grabbed the hose and began to spray the water to get the fire under control. Lucky for us, only the doors and a few other structures were wood, so even though the fires were burning hot and long, the majority of the building was still in good shape.

  “What look is that, my daughter?” My father was standing right beside me for the first time in years, and instead of being upset, I couldn’t have been happier to see him. I didn’t know if it was the baby or because I was really just a daddy's girl at heart.

  I reached up and threaded my arm through his and began to walk with him. We would always take walks and talk to each other.

  “Tata, what are you doing here?”

  “I heard messages from people. I wanted to make sure you were ok.”

  “What kind of messages?”

  “Messages that someone was trying to kill my baby girl. I know you want to live life, but no one disrespects my family.”

  “I understand.” It was always about respect for him. Never anything else.

  “Key, look at me.”

  I looked back at my father. “Yes?”

  “You know if anything ever happened to you, I would lose my mind, right?”

  I had to stop walking at that. I knew he loved me, but he had never said it. Tata only ever talked about respect.

  “Really?
”

  “Yes, after your mother, you are the only link to my heart and soul. I worked hard to make sure you were always safe that you wanted for nothing. Yes, I did it in strange ways, but I got the job done. So, when they told me that you had been in the hospital twice.” He glared down at me hard, letting me know that he was disappointed. “I came over as soon as I could to make sure you were ok. And to kill whoever dared harm you.”

  I turned to look back at Dillon, who was still working hard. “You don’t have to worry about that. Dillon took care of them already.”

  “Dillon? Who is this, Dillon? You like him?”

  “I love him, Tata,” I said.

  “He isn’t one of the family. People are waiting on you at home.”

  “He is my family. I want him. No one else.” I sucked in a deep breath, ready to tell him the secret. “He is your family too.” I dropped my hand down to my stomach, caressing it gently.

  My father looked down at what I was doing, confused at first, then his eyes lit up. A tear threatened to fall. I’d never seen him cry.

  “Beba?”

  “Yes, Tata. I’m having a baby.” I smiled wide so he could see that I was happy about it.

  “Oh, Keeley!” He began laughing and locked me in a hug, picking me up off the floor and spinning me around.

  I had no choice but to laugh too. I’d never expected him to be so happy.

  “I’m going to be a grandfather? A papa.”

  “Yeah, also, Dillon and I are going to get married.”

  The laughter stopped, and quickly anger took its place. “He didn’t ask.”

  “He asked me already, Tata,” I was confused.

  “He didn’t ask me!”

  Crap. I had forgotten about that little tidbit. A big respect issue there. You always ask the father for the daughter's hand in marriage. I had to get him out of this one, or my father may have him whacked.

  “Well, it wasn’t a real proposal. Dillion just let me know that he wants to, and I let him know that I want to. That’s all, Tata. Of course, he will ask you first.”

  “He better.” He grabbed my hand again, put it back in the crook of his elbow, and we continued our walk.