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  I started hanging with guys from the other clubs without them knowing who I was. I passed information on a run that my dad was doing by himself to deliver something. Apparently it was such an easy task he decided to go alone. He got killed that night. The only feeling I had was excitement, knowing my plan was working.

  Shit, it hadn’t turn out as easy as I had thought. The whole club decided to help me cope and moved me to the clubhouse. This wasn’t working at all so I decided to take it one step further and started acting like a depressed daughter. I knew there was a deal between my dad and Lucas, Damon’s dad, that if something happened to him, Lucas was going to look out for me, so I made everyone believe I couldn’t handle being in this clubhouse since it reminded me too much of my dad.

  When the president of our chapter called Lucas and explained to him what was going on with me, Lucas decided he was going to move me to his club and fulfill the promise he once made to my dad. Within the week, I was moving closer to my goal. I was fixed on doing whatever it took to make that man mine. Of course it wasn’t as easy as I thought it was going to be but as you know, I was okay with doing whatever it took to get what I wanted. What I wanted was Damon.

  I tried everything from the timid, innocent, lost girl to the traumatized, crazy daughter but at the end, nothing worked. Even though he was nice and sweet with me, he never touched me. At the end of the day when he was horny he used to grab one of the Ravens and disappear down the hall to get his rocks off.

  I started hanging out more with the Ravens and ended up as their leader in a way. Everybody decided to let me be as soon as they saw I was happy doing what I was doing. After two years of sucking and taking everybody’s cock except the one I was longing for, one night I finally got what I was waiting for. It was after a run the boys went on. They all came back home with their adrenaline and testosterone high. Damon started drinking and when he was drunk as a skunk, he grabbed me and took me to his room. He fucked me so hard I felt him for a week. I was so happy that I didn’t care.

  That was the beginning of what I would have thought was a relationship. We fought, we fucked, and we fought some more. It was perfect. I knew for sure if he ever decided to get an old lady, it was going to be me. The only strange thing was he never even kissed me but what the fuck, that was okay with me. I've never been a romantic bitch. As long as he was mine I was okay and he was mine, all mine. No other girl dared to touch him because I made myself very clear. I told the others that I would kill anyone who got close to him.

  Then four years ago, this stupid bitch came looking for him but he scared her away. She stayed around trying to get his attention. One of my girl’s cousin that worked in a doctor’s office called me to let me know the girl was there and she appeared to be pregnant. I went to confront Damon but when I entered his room, he was taking a shower. I went to sit on his bed when I saw his phone. Checking his messages, I saw she asked to see him and talk that night. Immediately I took care of the problem and after texting her, I erased it and left the room.

  It worked perfectly until the other night, when everything changed and my worst nightmare walked through the back door following my man who was carrying a sleeping child in his arms. I saw red and swore that nobody and I mean nobody was going to take away my man. No woman or small kid was going to get away with it. I decided to play stupid and see where this was going.

  Marla was one of the girls saved by the club three years ago and after she healed completely, she decided to stay and become a Raven. She wasn’t trusted by many including myself but for me it was perfect because she was as sick as I was. I saw the hate in her eyes when she saw the bitch that came in with Damon for the first time. It wasn’t that she wanted Damon for herself, it was she thought if I couldn’t have him, I was going for Leigh, and he was hers. I had no interest in Leigh but I kept that information for myself. I wanted her to believe it because it served my purpose. She was my eyes and ears in this situation because I couldn’t be close to that woman without wanting to kill her and I couldn’t do it yet. I needed to find a way of getting rid of the little brat and her mother without anybody thinking or knowing that it was me. I wanted Damon back, not him hating me. That's why Marla was going to be my BFF from now on. If at the end of the day anybody started to get suspicious of anything, I was okay throwing her under the bus. What the fuck, if I was okay with killing my father for my benefit, the rest of the world was nothing.

  Marla told me last week that she had a way for us to get rid of the bitch and the brat and to let her know when I wanted it done. I wasn’t going to give her the opportunity to do it by herself, so after getting her drunk I asked her about her plans. She told me somebody was keeping tabs on them and waiting for the perfect moment to snatch her. I needed to know what he was planning to do with her and the brat. I convinced Marla to get me in contact with that person.

  After a week, I received a call and had a meeting with the person that was going to give me my man back. It wasn’t as easy as I thought to convince that person to leave Damon unharmed but with a little bit of flirting and a lot of pussy, ass, and head, I convinced him it was for the best.

  Now I needed to make plans on how to get rid of the brat and as soon as I did it, I was supposed to call him so he could snatch Lyra while Damon was running around trying to find his brat.

  I was sitting at the club when Alex came in carrying a girl in his arms that looked like she was terrified and they had been followed in by another girl who was all battered. I tried to ignore them as I was watching the other Ravens cleaning after last night’s party for Lyra. I ignored them as best I could while knowing I had to act as soon as I could because the bitch was gaining terrain. Even though I was sure she didn’t have what it takes to go through the old ladies’ initiation and become one of them, I wasn’t going to take any chances.

  I decided to go and make some calls and start to put this in motion. I was running out of time. I was getting my man back even if I had to kill her with my own hands.

  Lyra

  The day was beautiful. Not a single cloud in the sky. For me that was a sign because it’s very rare to see a day like this in Washington. We were on our way to the next town to order some furniture and get Cora’s Kindle. While Damon was driving his bike, I was wrapped around him and it felt like I was in heaven. Just having my thighs around him and feeling his ripped stomach in my hands was getting me so horny. I was about to take his cock out and start stroking it to get the reaction I was praying for. When did I become such a slut? I guess since I met this hot man.

  With him everything was so different. My life was like a fairy tale and maybe that’s why I couldn’t believe it was true. Things like this never happened to people like me. I was the ugly duckling when I was at school, then I became the punching bag for Satan’s club and then I became the responsible mother with crazy hair and mismatched clothes because Leslie occupied all my time. Now I have great family support in this club where love and loyalty is the key. That makes me think this is all for Leslie and he is the way he is because he doesn’t want to lose her. It’s completely impossible he can feel anything for me in such short time. Even if this is every woman’s dream come true, I don’t want to live a lie so I had to ask.

  “Can we go someplace and talk before you spend any money on furniture?” I whispered in his ear.

  “Sure thing, babe.” I could hear the smile in his voice.

  He drove through town and stopped in front of a little café. When I dismounted his bike he took the helmet from my hands and put it on the handlebar. Grabbing my hand, he directed me to the entrance and before he opened the door he turned me around and kissed me. It was a soft kiss that burned me inside. I just wanted to jump his bones. I was so hot and horny, my panties were drenched in seconds. He looked me in the eyes and winked. Then he smiled so bright I thought I was going to go blind. I just noticed that this Adonis of a man had a pair of dimples to top everything else. I was so screwed. I just realized I was completely and totally in
love.

  He walked me to a corner table. As soon as we were seated the waitress appeared out of nowhere. Looking directly at Damon and ignoring me, she adjusted her shirt, pulling it down to show her cleavage. I sat there with my mouth hanging open and killer instincts in my head. What does this whore think? The green monster was coming out to play and she usually doesn’t play fair.

  “Excuse me, as soon as you finish ogling my man, can you bring the menus?” I asked, trying to contain myself.

  Suddenly I was pulled out of the chair and dragged to the bathroom in the back. Without saying a word Damon pushed me inside and locked the door. Without taking his eyes from mine he pushed me against the wall, grabbing my ass as he pulled me up. By instinct I wrapped my legs around his waist.

  “I’ve been wanting to be inside this sweet pussy all day but I was giving you a break because I didn’t want to hurt you. Now your time is over. Seeing you get all possessive on me has given me the biggest hard-on. I hope you're ready for this because it’s going to be hard and fast.” He was pulling my shirt over my head without taking his beautiful eyes away from me.

  I couldn’t talk. When he put me on the floor and turned me around, pulling down my jeans and tearing my panties to shreds, he growled. Literally growled.

  “Sweetheart, you are so wet for me. I would love to taste you right now but this isn’t the place or the time. So brace yourself, baby.” Without saying anything else, he buried himself balls deep inside of me. When he started moving I couldn’t hold it anymore. I started thrashing while my breathing accelerated. He took one of my nipples between his finger and his thumb and pulled hard, while with his other hand, he started looking for my clit. When he reached it, he pulled it and then slapped my pussy. I started feeling the fire consuming me and after a couple of seconds I came harder than ever in my life. I yelled his name and collapsed in his arms. That didn’t stop him. He kept pumping inside of me while describing, in detail, what he was feeling in my ear. Suddenly I remembered about the lack of condom and told him.

  “We forgot the condom and I’m not protected.”

  “Sweetheart, we don’t need one. I told you before, I want you pregnant.” You could hear the smile in his voice. Suddenly his movements became erratic and after he buried himself as deep as he could, he came.

  We stood there for what felt like forever in each other’s arms away from the world. The words I love you were on the tip of my tongue, but afraid of his reaction, I swallowed them. Slowly we started to get dressed when I noticed my panties were shredded to pieces.

  “I don’t have panties,” I pouted. Damon started laughing.

  “Good, baby, that means it’s going to be easy for me to have you whenever and wherever.” I gave him the evil eye but then started laughing too.

  “We really need to talk.”

  He took me by the hand and directed me back to our table. When we arrived, the waitress came to get our order. She couldn’t stop looking at my man. What a bitch. Looks like she wanted to feel my ire. I swear that I was raffling off a bitch slap and so far she was buying all the fucking tickets. I cleared my throat and without moving my eyes from my man I told her, “I want a chicken salad with pomegranate dressing and an iced tea. I also want you to stop eye fucking my man because I have intentions to eat in peace without having to stand and drag your sorry ass outside and teach you some respect.”

  Damon was looking at me with a big smirk when he yelled, “Thomas, send me a waitress that knows how to show respect to my woman or we are going to have to stop coming in here!”

  Thomas, who I’m pretty sure was the owner, came to the table and apologized as he grabbed the waitress by the arm and left.

  “But, honey, you didn’t order,” I said with a saccharine sweet voice.

  “It’s okay, he knows what I like.”

  God, I just realized I didn’t know him at all. The fact that the owner knows what he likes and I didn’t made me sad. But really we have only been together one night almost four years ago and just a week now. What I couldn’t understand is how could I feel like I love this man with all my heart? I also realized this thing between us was definitely a way to keep Leslie safe and an obligation towards me. I was just the mother of his daughter and a lousy fuck at best. I was so immersed in my head that I didn’t notice the food had arrived and he was talking to me until he snapped his fingers in front of my face.

  “Babe, you are in a different universe right now. You need to start eating so we can have this conversation and move on. We have furniture to buy.” His stare was so intense, I couldn’t hold it.

  I looked at my salad like it was alive waiting for the perfect moment to jump at me. Without looking his way, I cleared my throat and started.

  “I know what this is all about.” He was going to talk but I stopped him with my hand. “You need to protect Leslie and I’m grateful for that. I also know I come with the package, so by proxy you have to protect me. I understand how this world works, believe me I know. My question is, when this is over how are we going to do this? I would never keep you away from Leslie for her sake and yours, but how am I going to do this?"

  “Lyra, do you trust me?” he asked.

  “Yes, I do.”

  “Actually, you don’t but you will. I’m going to gain that trust and show you a different world. I’m going to show you the MC world you knew is not the real one. That this world is based on loyalty and respect. I’m going to teach you how to please me, while I rock your world, and when I finally gain all your trust, you will become my official old lady.”

  “But I thought I was your old lady already?” Now I was curious.

  “No, babe, you're a probate. We work different than any other MC. For us, real and complete trust is what matters. You have to trust me with your life but you also have to trust my brothers. When you trust them completely, they will trust you. They will give their life to keep you safe.” The intensity in his eyes was scary.

  “How do I do that?” I was scared of the answer.

  “You’ll see. That is a conversation for another time and place,” he said as he grabbed my hand and kissed it.

  I didn’t realize how hungry I was until I started eating. The salad was delicious but what I was really enjoying was seeing him eating his burger. The way his jaw moved and how his biceps tensed every time he brought his food to his mouth was a sight to be reckoned. I had just had dirty, sweaty sex with this man and I was getting wet again. It was a first for me. I was going to have to Google this to see if it was normal. But what would I put in to search? Slutty almost virgin whore woman? Yup, maybe that would work.

  We finished eating and after saying our goodbyes to the owner we left. The ride was amazing with the sun in my face and the cool air hitting my whole body.

  Leavenworth is a beautiful town. It resembled Germany with the similar building structures and a beer bar on every corner. I was going to find out when their beer festival was this year because there was no way in hell I was going to miss it again.

  We left town and before I knew it we were in front of a furniture store in the middle of a main street.

  “Come, sweetheart, let’s shop.”

  Wow, how many women would love to hear that? I guess most of them but not me. I was scared shitless. Here I was, in front of the most handsome man in history, ready to buy new furniture for a house that according to him was OURS.

  This looked like a dream and by experience, I knew dreams like this don’t exist.

  The afternoon went by in a blur. We got living room and dining room furniture, bedding and other decorations for the house, and appliances along with other things for the kitchen. We also bought some toys and clothes for Leslie and of course Cora’s kindle with a couple of Amazon gift cards.

  The way back was beautiful, with the sun setting on the horizon. We were on Damon’s bike followed by a prospect driving one of the club’s vans.

  As soon as we entered the clubhouse, Leslie came running to her dad’s arms and
I felt a pang of jealousy. I knew it was stupid and immature on my part but before she met him, she was only mine. Now the purpose of my existence was wrapped in the arms of the man of my dreams and I was left out.

  Everybody was having a great time, drinking and laughing. Cora was all excited about her new tablet and I was helping her download all the books she wanted to read, when this girl came and sat by my side. I have seen her before tending the bar and knew her name was Sarah. She told me she just wanted to apologize because she didn’t do anything to stop Gina when she was insulting me the other day. She also told me she was here for three years already and she was one of the women the guys saved from the human trafficking ring. She hung out with Gina sometimes because she doesn’t have any other friends. I told her it was okay and if she wanted to be my friend, I was cool with it.

  When the night was about to come to an end, Lucas called all the brothers to church. Something was going on. I left the clubhouse with a sleeping Leslie in my arms, Cora by my side, and happy because I now had a family, a new friend, and an amazing man.

  Life was definitely getting good.

  Damon

  Things between me and my woman were going great. The furniture arrived a week ago and between Lyra and the girls, the place looked homey and amazing. Lyra has been on the rag so no sex for now. Not that I really cared but she wasn't having anything to do with it, while she is an active member of the Red Cross as she called it. I’ve been patient and allowed her to get her way this time, later when she’s more comfortable with sex, I’ll show her that sex doesn’t have to be interrupted by such a small detail. Of course I’ve been cranky and horny as hell because it hasn’t been easy to walk with a permanent hard-on and blue balls. Besides that, everything has been great with her and Leslie.