Princes of Hell MC Set

by KJ Dahlen

“Maybe to you,” Talon added. “But not to him.”

  She looked up at Talon.

  He stepped close to her. “These are the trust papers. I have lots to go through but this is yours.”

  Shaking her head, she said, “I don’t want them. I told your president the same thing.”

  Talon laid the papers on the nightstand. “He’s not our president anymore.”

  Gazing up at him, she stared and then swung her stare over to Rogue.

  He nodded.

  “What happened?”

  “He put a hit out on Falcon,” Rogue muttered.

  Her eyes rounded. “So that’s why he got shot?”

  They nodded.

  She placed a hand over Falcon’s chest to feel his heartbeat. “This MC business is ugly.”

  “It can be,” Talon said. “But most of the time it’s like a family.”

  She turned her angry glare to him. “You mean like the mafia where they kill each other over money?”

  Talon sighed and pushed his fingers through his hair.

  Rogue stepped close. “We aren’t like that. The brothers all look out for each other. We can’t help it if Eagle went off the fucking deep end.”

  Asia sat and stroked Falcon’s face. “He needs the doctor.”

  “The doc is with Tollman.”

  Her gaze swung up. “Eagle hurt him?”

  Rogue nodded. “I will make sure he comes by to look Falcon over.”

  Talon and him turned to the door.

  Asia called out, “Wait!”

  They turned back around to look at her.

  “Is this what happened with, my—with Hammer?”

  Rogue stared at her.

  Talon shook his head. “Something like that. It was bad history. My dad was taken out back then.”

  Asia bit at her lip. “I’m sorry.”

  “It is what it is. But let me ask you something.”

  Asia nodded wondering what this man could possibly ask.

  “Do you love the big guy there?”

  She nodded. “With all that I am.”

  Talon stared at her. “Then you are already in it. That man there has twice the skills we do. He’s an enforcer and I know you know what that means. He kills to protect the club. Yet, you found something good inside him to love. Most of us are the same way.”

  Gazing down at Falcon, she kissed his lips softly. Raising her head, she saw that the two men were gone and the door clicked close.

  “That’s what it is,” his voice whispered.

  Her gaze shot back down to Falcon.

  He smirked.

  She narrowed her eyes at him. “You scared me again!”

  He grabbed her up and pulled her down on top of his chest. “I will make it up to you.”

  “Mmph...Stubborn man.”

  He pulled her head down as he wrapped his fist into her hair. “ Feisty little girl,” he whispered then kissed her, delving his tongue right in and claiming her mouth. Pulling her close, he devoured her, as was his way.

  Asia melted against him, as she got wet instantly as soon as she tasted his tongue.

  “Well, I see someone doesn’t need my services,” a voice came from the doorway.

  Asia jumped back and turned around. “Doc! Oh, I’m so glad to see you!”

  “I’m not,” Falcon grumbled as he winced and tried to sit up.

  “Oh. shut up bird man.” The doc stepped over.

  Asia moved out of the way. “He may have had a relapse as he walked all the way to the main room and sat at some meeting for a full hour.”

  Doc stared at her then snorted. “Yeah that was some meeting all right.”

  “How’s Tollman?” Falcon asked him.

  “He’ll live. Has a slight concussion. Hard head and all. He’ll be with the ladies sooner than you think.”

  Falcon looked relieved.

  Doc grabbed his wrist and looked at his watch. Then after a minute or so, he took out pen light and flashed it into each of Falcon’s eyes. “Nah, you look good and no bleeding, he peeked at the bandage on his chest. “You gotta roll over so I can see if you took my stitches out.”

  Falcon grunted as he tried to move.

  Asia came around the bed and placed both hands onto his side and pushed with all her might.

  The Doc just stared at her, incredulous. “Is she serious?”

  Falcon laughed as she pushed on him with seemingly all her might and groaned. “Yeah, she is!”

  Doc shook his head and sang a little tune, “Just what makes that little old ant, think he'll move that rubber tree plant? Anyone knows an ant, can't... Move a rubber tree plant...”

  The couple stared up at him, blank expressions on their faces.

  He laughed. “Way before your time, but Asia?”

  She nodded at him.

  “You can’t move a man his size, you know that right?”

  She pursed her lips and stepped back from the bed.

  Falcon was still snickering even as he groaned while turning onto his side.

  Asia stared at his back.

  The doc gently pulled the tape away and checked the wound.

  Peering closer, Asia gasped.

  The doc looked up at her.

  “What’s wrong, little girl?” Falcon asked.

  “Don’t you see it?” she asked doc in awe.

  “It looks good, no new bleeding.” He shrugged.

  “No!” She pointed at his stitches where the bullet had gone in.

  He cocked his head then his eyes rounded. “Well, fuck me.” He chuckled.

  Asia nodded.

  “I have to agree with you. You have a keen eye all right,” Doc told her

  “What the fuck is it?” Falcon grumbled from his side.

  “Nothing wing man.” Doc chuckled some more. “Everything is fine. Now let me get this covered.”

  Asia watched as he placed a clean bandage over the wound.

  “There, now take that pill and call me in the morning,” Doc quipped as he grabbed all his stuff up and his bag. “Take care of him girl.” He nodded to her and left the room.

  Falcon slowly rolled back over. “What was that all about?”

  Asia shook her head.

  “No, now come on. Tell me,” he urged staring at her.

  She smiled. “It all looked fine.”

  His eyes went beady. “Then what was all that gasping you did?”

  “Gasping?” She batted her eyelashes at him. “I did not gasp.”

  “You will be if you don’t fucking tell me!”

  She let out a breath. “I was just teasing you.”

  “No, no you weren’t.”

  “Okay. But it’s so odd.”

  “What is odd, Asia?” He raised his voice in frustration.

  “Now, Lawson,” she chided, “You need to stay still and calm.”

  He sighed and sat up a bit more. “You are going to get fucking spanked if you do not tell me.”

  Her eyes rounded then she smirked. “What if I want to be spanked?”

  His eyes turned that dark green in the hazel as he stared at her. “Well, it may just happen if you don’t tell me.”

  She sighed and sat on the bed. “That bullet hole...” She tapped the bandage on his chest.”

  “Yeah, what about it?”

  “Well, on the tattoo...it is exactly here.” She pointed to his chest where the bullet had come out.

  He blinked. “So?”

  “So? You don’t get it?” she asked in amazement.

  He laid his head back on the pillows. “No.”

  She smiled. “It’s maybe an artist’s eye. Maybe only I see the significance?”

  He stared at her. “What significance?”

  “The man in the tattoo on your back has a bullet, in the exact same spot on his chest as you do, only it went through your back and out through your chest. But on him it went through his chest...” she paused. “You get it?””

  He smiled. “Ok, ok.”

  “Well, wh
ile you may see wisdom in words, I see it in lines drawn and brushes of paint.” She rose up and went to the fridge. Getting out a bottle of water, she strolled back over and popped the cap off. “Here, I don’t want you dehydrated.”

  “Well grab my bottle of Jack and I won’t be.” He raised his brows.

  She tipped the bottle to his lips.

  He drank half then pushed it away.

  “Do you need the whiskey for pain?” she asked quietly.

  He shook his head. “Not in any pain now. Just tired.”

  “Well, you need something to eat. Before you can sleep.”

  A knock sounded on the door.

  Asia got up. “And there it is.” She strolled over and opened the door.

  Sevie smiled brightly at her from the hallway. “Here ya go.” She raised up a tray with cloth napkins covering the contents.

  “Thank you Sevie.” Asia smiled at her. “And I love the clothes. This skirt is cute.” She motioned to the skirt she wore that was like a patchwork of different colors. “It fits me perfectly. But...”

  Sevie tilted her head at her. “But?”

  “How did you wear it with those long legs of yours?” She laughed. “It must have come like up to here on you.” Asia tapped her upper thigh.

  “Oh, it did, it did. Believe me. I only wore it for Rogue.”

  Asia stared blankly at her then as she got it, she laughed.

  Sevie waved to Falcon “Do as your woman says. She will help you to get better.”

  He rolled his eyes.

  Sevie looked back at Asia. “Stubborn, every last one of them.” Then she lowered her voice to mimic a male tone, “I’m the boss. No one tells me what to do!”

  Asia laughed.

  “Ok, I will see you later.” Then she paused. “Oh! I almost forgot.” She pulled a smart phone out from her pocket. “Rogue said to give Falcon this. “

  Asia grabbed it and balanced the tray.

  “Bye!” Sevie closed the door.

  Asia smiled as she sauntered over to Falcon with the food tray.

  He stared at her his eyes getting that heated intense look.

  She shivered as her walk slowed down.

  “Talk about the way someone walks,” he murmured. “I just got a raging hard on as those little hips of yours were swaying in that skirt.”

  Asia gulped, as her cheeks got hot. “Oh, you like the skirt?”

  He laughed. “I cannot believe anyone in this world still fucking blushes! But there you are, my Little Asia, blushing like a school girl. And yes, I love the skirt but would rather have you wearing nothing.”

  She bit at her lip. As she set the phone onto the nightstand. “Stop teasing,”

  “Make me,” he challenged.

  Turning her gaze over to him, she knew that look in his eyes. The one where he looked hungry, the one that made her yearn with need. “No, no.”

  “No what?” he asked.

  “You need to rest. You have done enough for one damn day.”

  “Maybe, but I haven’t done you yet.”

  She again flushed.

  “Dammit, come here!”

  “No, you have to eat first.” She paused at her own words and slowly peeked over at him.

  He stared at her. “I would love Asian food for breakfast...” His voice rumbled low.

  “Stop it!” She shivered and tried not to notice that her panties ‒ well the ones Sevie gave her ‒ had just got soaked. “You have to eat food, Falcon.”

  He huffed air out. “Ok. Mommy!”

  She laughed and took the napkin off. “Oh, well fruit, two sandwiches and chips.”

  He scoffed again. “Well, then feed me.”

  She clapped her hands. “By hand? Oh! I would love too!”

  Falcon shook his head and grinned at her. “It sure doesn’t take much to make you happy, does it?”

  She excitedly picked up the sandwich then cut it with the plastic knife. “It does make me happy to take care of you.” She lifted the fork and aimed it at his lips. “Now open up!” she sing-songed.

  He stared at her and laughed.

  She crammed the food in, halting his laughter then he coughed.

  “Oh! Oh. I’m sooo sorry.” She grabbed a napkin and turned to him.

  Falcon chuckled and grabbed her up. “So fucking adorable.” He then lowered his lips to hers and took her mouth.

  Asia of course, did not fight him anymore as her entire body tingled with the hot kiss.

  Conclusion

  FALCON

  After they ate, Falcon held her. He’d wanted more of her but truthfully his body had come to the end of it strength. He knew he would be making it up to her later.

  The snuggled together and then fell asleep.

  Some hours later, a frantic pounding came on the door.

  Falcon awoke.

  The pounding continued.

  Then his phone rang.

  Asia sat up and rubbed her eyes. “What’s happening?”

  Falcon grabbed the phone and swiped the screen. “Yeah?”

  “It’s Talon and I just got a call from Eagle.”

  Falcon sighed and rubbed his face.

  “He says we have 10 minutes to get out of the compound.”

  Falcon woke fully now. “What?”

  “He demands we leave.”

  “That’s fuckin stupid—”

  “No, grab your woman, your wallet and anything that’s important.”

  Asia went over to the door as she yawned and opened it.

  Condor stood there then he went around her and stared at Falcon.

  “What the fuck do you mean?” Falcon spoke into the phone.

  “He says we’d better get out now and I’m thinking it isn’t going to be safe in the club just now.”

  Falcon rose all the way up from the mattress. “You think he’s flushing us out?”

  “I don’t know man. I don’t know if he’s bluffing. But all the men are being told and we all need to get out to the lot.” Talon hung up.

  “Come on!” Condor stared at him then Asia. “I’m here to help you get out front.”

  Asia looked confused as she gazed back and forth. “W-what?”

  Falcon got up and then swung his legs over the side.

  “No!” She rushed back over to him. “You can’t—?”

  “Grab your clothes and shoes. NOW!” he yelled at her.

  Stopping in her tracks, she then flipped around and grabbed his go bag, without saying a word.

  Condor scratched his head at her instant compliance. “Wow.”

  “I know.” Falcon got to his feet and swayed a bit. “She’s not like most.”

  Condor rushed over to help Falcon stand up.

  Asia was swiping everything she could into a bag. She opened the nightstand drawer and dumped it all into the bag. She rushed and grabbed Falcon’s jeans, shirt and boots.

  She ran to the door and turned as Falcon made his way over with a little assistance from Condor.

  They went down the hall and saw men rushing down the hallways. Some had Biker bunnies slung over their shoulders. Others were trying to put on their jeans, then stumbling.

  Condor ran-walked with Falcon while moving as fast as he could by his side. Falcon kept his eyes totally on Asia as he went along limping and let Condor navigate.

  She stayed by his side as they turned to see men rushing out the front.

  They also made their way out.

  Prospects were moving all the bikes to the front. Men were moving around. Everyone looked confused or half asleep.

  “Stop!” Falcon called to Condor.

  He did and looked up at him. “What?”

  “What if he is somewhere ready to pick us off?”

  Condor shook his head. “I don’t know man.” He moved him toward the lot. “I’m just doing what Talon ordered.”

  Talon stood at the edge near the fence with men all around him, like they would face bullets to protect him. It could be that they would at any moment
.

  Falcon noted they all assumed the same thing. Eagle wanted to make a hit on the VP.

  Talon’s phone rang as they came closer. He answered it and put it on speaker so they could all hear.

  Eagle’s voice said one word over the speaker, “BOOM!”

  Then the ground rumbled as a blast sounded. The clubhouse shook as all the windows blew out. Glass shards pelted the asphalt along the front of the building,

  Everyone dove for the pavement.

  Eagle’s laughter could still be heard over the phone. “It was MY club.”

  CLICK.

  He hung up.

  Smoke billowed out and men were coughing as metal strained with the heat and crashing sounds echoed over the lot.

  Falcon looked over at Talon. Asia laid a little under him as Falcon wanted to protect her. “He fucking meant it!” he exclaimed.

  Talon nodded.

  “At least...” Asia spoke from under his arm. “He didn’t kill us all?” Then she started crying.

  Falcon sighed and patted her on the back.

  The club house fell in pieces, almost section by section as the MC members sat on the ground and watched.

  The Princes Of Hell’s home was now rubble.

  “He must have gotten into the tunnels and laid in C4,” Falcon surmised.

  “Fucker!” Talon looked enraged.

  It was a shock. The place Bullseye, Hammer, Digger, Loki and Hades all built was now a pile of fucking sticks.

  Smoke blew over the lot and many of them had to move away.

  Falcon stood up.

  Condor went to help him.

  “Nah, man.” He pushed him away. “I’m good now.”

  Asia stood by his side and Falcon tusked her close to his body

  Condor sighed. “So what the fuck do we do now?”

  “We rebuild it. Maybe somewhere else,” Talon suggested.

  Crow snorted as he stepped up next to them. “Oh yeah? With what? Our good looks?”

  Condor swiped ash from his cheek. “Well, I know I’m pretty enough.”

  Falcon shook his head.

  “Nah,” Tollman countered his head bandaged. “I’m prettier.”

  The men all laughed then some coughed. Falcon even smiled. It was normal for men like them to laugh when something horrific happened. They sure as hell never cried much.

  Asia stepped out from under Falcon’s arm. “NO!”

  They all looked over at the little woman.

  “I’m prettier than all of you!” She knelt down to the pavement and unzipped Falcon’s go bag. Then raising a paper up, she beamed at Falcon. “I’m 3 million dollars prettier!”