Fallen Lords MC: Books 1-3

by Winter Travers

She mumbled under her breath as she tugged the white t-shirt over her head, but I let her have her complaining.

  “Bra off.” She looked hot as fuck in her mismatched bra and panties, but I just wanted to see her in the panties.

  She reached behind her, unhooked the bra, and tossed it on the floor. “Happy?” she sassed.

  More than she would ever know. Karmen was made for me, and I was never going to let her go. She could bitch at me every day for the rest of my life, and I knew I would still be a lucky mother fucker for having her. “Yeah, baby girl.” The red panties rode low on her hips and fit her perfectly. I was going to buy twenty pairs of them and make sure she wore them every day.

  I moved toward her and cupped her breasts. “When we’re out in public, I’m yours.” She rolled her eyes. “You roll your eyes one more time at me and I’m going to put you over my knee.”

  She tipped her head back and stared me down. “Try me,” she whispered.

  Fucking fearless when she was pissed off. I was either going to have to keep her in bed or pissed off so she would stop overthinking everything. “Oh, don’t test me. That’ll happen, just not right now.” My hands traveled down her sides, and I wrapped my arms around her waist. I pulled her flush against me and spun around to press her against the wall. “Try not to be too loud. You might get us kicked out of here,” I warned.

  “I’m not the one who’s going to get us kicked out of here, it’s going to be you. We can’t have sex here,” she insisted.

  “We can, and we are. Just try not to moan my name too loud like you normally do. It’s hot as fuck, but now probably isn’t the time for it.”

  She smacked my shoulder and tried to wiggle out of my arms. “I can’t believe I missed you.”

  My fingers on one hand circled around her tiny wrist, and I pulled her arms over her head with the other. “You can’t take that back.”

  “What, are you five years old telling me no take backs? I can take it back if I want to.”

  I rubbed my body against her and pressed her into the wall. “No. You can’t take that back. It means too much to me.” I was a dick, but I didn’t want Karmen to think that was all there was to me.

  She closed her eyes and shook her head. “Do you know how hard it was to walk next to you?” She buried her face in my neck and wrapped her arms around me.

  I had my sweet Karmen back. “I don’t know what to tell you. You need to just focus on me and not anyone else.”

  “And what happens when one of those many women happen to catch your eye, and suddenly I’m out, and they are in?”

  I didn’t know how to make this woman believe me that I wanted her and I wasn’t going anywhere. “You’re just going to have to trust me. I could tell you until I’m blue in the face that I want only you, and you still wouldn’t listen to me. You may say that I don’t listen, but neither do you, baby girl.” Replacing Karmen with some average pussy was not going to happen.

  “Why do you have to be so good-looking,” she mumbled. “And make sense.”

  Thank Christ, she was finally listening. I didn’t know if it was going to stick, but for now, she was hopefully over whatever bullshit she had in her head. “Now that I convinced you not to kick me to the curb, are you going to let me have my way with you?”

  “Jesus, Nickel. What the hell am I supposed to do with you?”

  I shrugged and tilted her head back. “Let me fuck you, buy you sexy as fuck panties, and let me be me.”

  “I think there might be a bit more to that, but that should cover the next two hours or so,” she laughed.

  “You’re right about that.”

  She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and reached up on her tiptoes. Her lips were an inch away from mine, and she whispered low, “I’m sorry I’m such a spaz. One half of my brain tells me just to chill out and enjoy whatever time I have with you, and then the other half is, well, just crazy.”

  My hands traveled down and grabbed a handful of her sweet ass. “Wrap your legs around me,” I ordered. I lifted her up, and her legs awkwardly clung around me.

  “Did you even hear a word I said?” she gasped.

  I ground my rock hard dick into her panty covered pussy, and I regretted telling her to put the damn things on. “I heard you.”

  She rolled her eyes. “You have a one-track mind right now, don’t you?”

  “Baby girl, it has been well over ten minutes of me watching you standing in nothing but a pair of red underwear, and I have to say, I have had some damn good self-control. I don’t know any man who could keep his cool and his hands off you like I just did.” And that right there was the damn truth. I could only go so long with Karmen standing in front of me almost naked before I said fuck it and just fucked her. “Tell me you don’t want this as bad as I do.”

  She bit her bottom lip then pressed a kiss to my lips. “I mean, seeing as we both only have underwear on and,” her hand snaked down between us, and she gripped my dick through my boxers, “you are more than ready, I don’t think we should let this go to waste.”

  “Can’t argue with that reasoning,” I agreed.

  Her hand slid into my boxers, and her fingers wrapped around my dick. “This is gonna be fast, right?” she whimpered as she stroked me up and down.

  “Yeah, but I promise it’s gonna feel fucking great.” I pressed her against the wall, one hand grabbing her ass, and the other slid into her panties and pushed them aside. I grabbed her hand that was stroking my dick and placed it on my shoulder. “Better hold on,” I whispered.

  She opened her mouth to talk, but I thrust deep inside her, and she snapped her mouth shut. Her head rolled to the side, and she closed her eyes. I loved watching Karmen when I fucked her. She didn’t hold anything back. I fucking loved that.

  Each time I thrust deep, a quiet moan slipped from her lips.

  I had told her this was going to be quick, but that didn’t mean that she wasn’t going to come with me. My hand sought out her clit, and a loud moan fell from her lips as my finger circled her bud. “Quiet, baby girl, or we’re going to have an audience.”

  She bit her lip and nodded. Her eyes were filled with desire, and I knew it was hard for her to be quiet. This was all me. I was the one doing this to her, and all I wanted was to fill her sweet pussy with my cum then beat on my chest because I was the only one who could do that to her.

  “Nickel, please,” she panted in my ear. She buried her face in my neck and wrapped her body around mine.

  My finger flicked her clit, and her pussy gripped my dick like a vise as she fell over the edge. “That’s my girl,” I growled.

  I thrust one last time, her pussy milking every last drop of cum from my dick. Holy fucking shit. I was never going to get used to this. Karmen made me come so hard that I was completely drained but was always ready to go again

  “Holy…Jesus…that was…” Karmen couldn’t even string a sentence together.

  I wrapped my arms tightly around her, walked over to the bench, and sat down with her straddling my lap. “You are so buying these panties,” I whispered.

  Karmen busted out laughing and smiled down at me. “I’ll tell the cashier to ring them up…and every other pair of red panties they have.”

  I brushed her hair from her face. “Finally seeing things my way?” There wasn’t a chance in hell I was going to let her buy those other ugly ass panties she wanted.

  “You do have a teeny tiny point when you say you’re the only one who's going to see them,” she admitted.

  I chuckled and leaned back against the wall. “It was only a matter of time before you saw things my way.”

  “You have to win every now and then, Outlaw.” She pressed a kiss to my lips and slid off my lap. She yanked the tag off the panties she was wearing and pulled her jeans on. I watched her get dressed while my dick hung out of my boxers, and I couldn’t help but think she was right.

  Everyone ends up winning every now and then, and I was lucky enough to hit the jackpot and get
Karmen. I was one lucky son of a bitch.

  *********

  Chapter 15

  Nickel

  “Where the fuck have you been?”

  I swung my leg over my bike and stood. Pipe was barreling down on me with a shit-eating look on his face. “With Karmen.”

  “Well, maybe you should answer your fucking phone when I call. You asked me to look into her father, but when I find shit out, you can’t be bothered to answer the fucking phone.”

  “You think you can cool it with ragging on me like my mother?” I really wasn’t up for being bitched at. It was late Monday night, and I was only at the club to grab a change of clothes, and then I was heading back over to Karmen’s. With Cora taking up residence in my room, I had an excuse to be over at Karmen’s every night.

  “You think you could act like you maybe care a little bit about this club anymore? I was the one who had to fucking bring everyone up to speed with Cora being here when I’m not the one who is supposed to be taking care of her.”

  “She’s fucking twenty-eight years old, Pipe. You really think I need to be taking care of her? As long as she stays in the clubhouse, nothing is going to happen to her.”

  He shook his head and pulled a cigarette out of the crushed pack he removed from his pocket. “You know,” he mumbled, “I’m real glad you were able to hook Karmen, but do you think you could take your head out of your ass and not disappear for days?”

  I had been gone for twenty-four hours. He was acting like I had taken off for weeks. “You gonna tell me why you were trying to get in touch with me, or just keep nagging me?”

  Pipe growled and lit the end of his cigarette. “I shouldn’t even tell you.”

  I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest. “Look, Karmen had no idea about Cora, and I’m not sure how the fuck to tell her. So if this has to do with Cora, just give me some time to figure out how to tell Karmen. She’s already insecure as fuck and telling her I have a chick staying in my room really isn’t going to go over well.” I hated not telling her, but honestly, I had no idea where to start.

  “No, she just sits in your room, comes out to eat twice a day, and that’s it. She’s only spoken two words to me, and they were yes and no.” Pipe exhaled and blew a cloud of smoke in my face. Fucking prick. “It’s about her dad.”

  “You work fucking fast.” It had taken me close to a week just to find out that he had been tossed into the hole.

  “I get shit done. That’s why I’m VP.” Prick loved to throw that shit in my face.

  “Plus you don’t ever sleep for longer than two hours.”

  “You wanna hear what I know, or talk about me sleeping?”

  I nodded. I needed to know what he knew. I still hadn't shaken the feeling that something more was going on than what we thought. “Fucking spit it out.”

  “Your girl who you thought was sweet, quiet, and innocent? Well, she’s got a shit ton of hell about to rain down on her thanks to her good ol’ dad.”

  “You’re fucking kidding me.” I ran my hand through my hair and sighed. I knew that things with her dad weren’t going to be easy.

  “Seems the family he plowed into when he was drunk had a son that lived. He’s out for blood.”

  “Against the dad, right?” I knew the answer, but I was praying that I was wrong.

  Pipe shook his head. “Seems he’s out to erase the whole Handel name, and he plans to start with Karmen. Her dad got wind of what was going on, and that’s why he called her the other night. He was trying to warn her.”

  “Mother fucker.” Her dad was a complete douchewad, but he was at least still trying to look after his daughter. “So this guy had connections in Winchester and got Handel thrown in solitary so he couldn’t talk to Karmen anymore.”

  “Ding, ding. The guy's name is Ryan Morski. The little bit of digging I did on him doesn’t bode well for us. He was seventeen when his family died, and he managed to escape the system since he was close to eighteen. He’s been bouncing around most of his life, getting into trouble but nothing major. He used to run with a club over the border, but as far as I can tell, he left there and hasn’t been seen for six months.”

  “What club was he in?”

  “Hell Captains.”

  I scoffed and leaned against my bike. “They’re just a bunch of wannabes who drive around on Kawasakis and do wheelies.” Hell Captains were a joke when it came to the MC scene.

  “I know, brother. What I’m worried about is the fact that no one has seen him in a long fucking time.”

  I crossed my arms over my chest. “Then how the hell do you know that he is coming after Karmen?”

  “Because the fucker is done hiding.”

  Jesus Christ. I didn’t need this bullshit in my life right now. I just wanted the club to go back to the way it was when I first joined and have Karmen be my ol’ lady. Nothing more, nothing less. “So I’m assuming he has connections in Winchester since he got Handel thrown in the hole.”

  “Got a friend who is a guard. He made up some bullshit story about Handel taking a swing at him. From what I saw and heard about Handel, the guy has been a model prisoner and doesn’t cause trouble. He was up to be paroled next month when the shit with the guard went down. Now he’ll be lucky to get out early at all.”

  “Shit.” I didn’t know what the hell Morski was up to. If he wanted Handel dead, he was going to have a hell of a time getting it done now if Handel was going to be locked up for the rest of his sentence.

  “We have church in ten minutes. Be there. You’re going to need the help of the club if you want to keep Karmen safe.”

  Son of a bitch. “I left her all alone at her apartment.”

  Pipe mumbled under his breath about me not answering his phone. “I’ll send Boink over to keep an eye on her.”

  Fucking Boink. He better pull his head out of his ass and keep Karmen safe. “You really think Wrecker is going to help with this?”

  Pipe moved to the front door, and I fell into step beside him. “I know you don’t have much faith left in this club anymore, Nickel, but you have to know that Wrecker has our backs, no matter what.”

  We walked into the room off to the side of the common area and took our seats. Pipe sat to Wrecker’s left, and I sat on his right. All the other brothers were gathered around the table waiting for us. “I thought you said church was in ten minutes.”

  Wrecker grinned. “That was the longest we were going to wait for you.”

  “Yo, Boink,” Pipe called down to the end of the long ten-foot table. “Head over to Nickel’s ol’ lady’s house and keep an eye on her.”

  Boink slipped out of the room.

  “Don’t you think I should have told him where she lived?”

  Pipe smirked and shook his head. “We already know where she lives.”

  Of course, they fucking did. I’m sure when Pipe was doing his digging into Handel, he found out more about Karmen than I knew.

  Wrecker leaned back in his chair and looked me up and down. “Pipe tells me your ol’ lady has some shit coming down on her, thanks to her dad.”

  I nodded and clasped my hands in front of me on the table. “Yeah. She got a call from him the first night I was with her, but I wasn’t able to get in touch with him after. Pipe was able to pull some strings to find out info.”

  A slick smile spread across Wrecker’s lips. “I think you mean I pulled a few strings.”

  Aw hell. “I had no idea it was you.”

  “It was. You know I don’t like shit going on behind my back. Thankfully, Pipe was smart enough to clue me in.”

  “I appreciate that, Wrecker.” Wrecker was not in a good mood, and I had a feeling I was the reason he wasn’t.

  He inclined his head. “I’m surprised you appreciate anything anymore, Nickel. I know you’ve been having some problems accepting where the club is headed.”

  I made eye contact with Pipe, and he nodded at me. There wasn’t any use in beating around the bush. “I don’t
like the shit we have to do now. You knew I voted against it, so you have to understand that I’m not going to be happy making all of these bullshit runs.”

  Wrecker tapped his fingers on the table, and his gaze traveled around everyone in the room. “I can tell you right now, that you are not the only one who feels that way. Unfortunately, things are happening that we have no control over.”

  That was the exact same thing that Pipe had told me. “I didn’t know the extent of how far things were out of our control. Pipe was nice enough to clue me in the other day when we were in River Valley.”

  “I can’t have my Sergeant at Arms going off half-cocked when he doesn’t know the facts. Just like I also don’t want my Sergeant at Arms taking care of a dangerous situation on his own.”

  Fuck. “I didn’t know that it was a situation until Pipe found out for me. Karmen figured it was just her dad trying to get her to vouch for him for parole. She hadn’t talked to him for years before that.”

  Wrecker nodded but stared me down. “I understand why you did what you did, but next time, use your fucking head and realize that a guy from prison calling in the middle of the night isn’t something to wait a week to figure it out.”

  Point fucking taken. “I got it,” I gritted out.

  “Now that we got that taken care of, you wanna hear what else we were able to find out?”

  I sometimes hated Wrecker. The damn asshole knew what the hell he was doing but was such a dick about it. “Yeah,” I mumbled.

  “Your girl herself is clean as a whistle. Never even got a speeding ticket. The same cannot be said for the rest of her family.”

  I crossed my arms over my chest. “I know all of this, Wrecker.”

  “He’s letting the rest of the guys know,” Pipe chimed in.

  I shifted restlessly in my chair. I didn’t want these fuckers to know anything about Karmen. All this bullshit made her look different in their eyes.

  “Drunk driving. Smashed into a family of four. Killed them all except for one,” Wrecker went on. “He’s doing time in Winchester and got thrown in solitary after he reached out to his daughter. The kid that didn’t die, Ryan Morski, is now going after Handel and anyone related to him. His first target is supposedly Karmen.”