Rake's Redemption (Wind Dragons Motorcycle Club)

Praise for the Wind Dragons Motorcycle Club series

DRAGON’S LAIR

“
Dragon’s Lair
proves a badass chick can tame even the wildest of men. . . . Not to be missed. A biker book unlike any other . . . [with] a heroine for strong-willed women and an MC of hot bikers. Chantal Fernando knows how to draw you in and keep you hooked.”

—Angela Graham,
New York Times
and
USA Today
bestselling author

“
Dragon’s Lair
was witty and fast-paced. A delicious combination of badass biker men and laugh-out-loud humor.”

—Bookgossip.net

ARROW’S HELL

“Cheek-heating, gut-wrenching, and beautifully delivered!
Arrow’s Hell
took me on the ride of my life!”

—Bella Jewel,
USA Today
bestselling author

TRACKER’S END

“Fernando’s vivid characters burst onto the page . . . pulling readers into their world immediately and completely. This tightly told tale will leave readers eagerly waiting for the next installment.”

—
Publishers Weekly

“The charismatic characters have captured my heart. . . .
Tracker’s End
is my favorite book in this series.”

—
Smut Book Junkie

“Don’t miss out on the Wind Dragons MC series. . . . Chantal can really pull off the sexy times and give you some new BBFs to add to your list!”

—The Literary Gossip

For Tenielle “Nush Nush” and Sasha Alexis.

I just want you both to know that I love you,

And I’m proud of you,

And there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for each of you.

I’ll always be there for you, your safety net, catching you when you fall.

For that’s what big sisters are for.

F
IRST
of all, I’d like to thank all my readers for wanting more from the WDMC, and for Gallery books and Abby Zidle for making it a reality.

To my agent, Kimberly Brower, I’m so lucky to have you! Thank you for everything you do, as always, I know I can always count on you, and I’m so grateful.

A big thank-you to all my beta readers, the women who are always there for me on a daily basis.

Mallory Green, Kara Brown, Stephanie Knowles, Rachel Brookes, Rose Tawil, Eileen Robinson, and Melanie Williams, I don’t know what I’d do without you!

Arijana Karcic thank you for all you do for me. You’re seriously the best and deserve the world.

Natalie Ram I’m so glad you came back into my life. I don’t know what I’d do without you, but I won’t have to find out because I’m never letting you go. Like ever.

Thank you to my parents for helping out whenever I need more writing time, I appreciate everything you do for me, and to
my three sons for being patient when they know their mama has to work. I love you all so much.

FMR Book Grind, thank you for everything, I appreciate all the hard work you all do for me!

Emily & Sarah Channing I love you both, thanks for always being there for me.

Last but not least, a shout-out to all the OGs. May you forever inspire my hilarious and sexy characters.

If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.

Ernest Hemingway

Seven years ago

I
DON’T
want to go home,” she says, her face buried in my neck.

“Just stay, they won’t notice,” I tell her, rolling her over onto her back and bracing myself on top of her. “You can borrow some of Anna’s clothes and just come to school with us.”

“Maybe,” she replies, flashing me a cheeky smile.

My mom is hardly ever home, and we have no contact with our so-called father, so it is just Anna and me here anyway. We don’t have much, but Bailey doesn’t seem to mind. That is only one of the reasons I love her so much. I kiss her forehead, closing my eyes, wondering what I’d do without this girl. As I draw back, she kisses my lips, a soft, sweet kiss.

“I love you,” I whisper against her lips.

“I love you too, Adam,” she says, smiling. “You don’t have to tell me that to get me to stay though.”

I chuckle and kiss her again.

She wraps her arms around me and sighs in contentment. We may not have much, but we have each other, and I wouldn’t change that for the world.

“Wherever you are is my home,” she says, rolling me over so she’s on top now. She lays her head on my chest and closes her eyes. I cup the back of her head, my other hand on her back, just holding her.

“I’ll always love you, Bailey, no matter what.”

She kisses my chest.

If only I knew then that the next day, everything would change.

I would have never let her go.

Present day

T
HE
redhead sucks my cock deep into her throat. She’s good, but I’ve had better head. I watch her try to take every inch of me in her mouth. She starts to gag, then pulls away, sucking on the head.

I look around the clubhouse, already feeling bored. Sometimes I get this feeling like something is missing. I can’t pinpoint it exactly, but it’s almost like I’m looking for something I know I’ll never find. Like there’s a hole inside me that nothing will ever fill. Emptiness mixed with a feeling of longing. For what? I don’t exactly know. All I know is that I need a fuckin’ distraction, constantly.

And nothing is working these days.

I call over a cute blonde walking past, and she comes to me instantly.

I like that she doesn’t bother to play hard to get, when we both know she isn’t.

I push the redhead away gently, then lie back on the couch. I hand her a condom. “Put it on me.”

She nods her head and gets to work.

I watch her to make sure she’s doing it properly, then look at the blonde and tell her to undress.

She does.

She has a nice body, a flat stomach, and breasts the perfect handful, tipped with dusky nipples.

She can be seen by anyone passing by; she knows it, yet she doesn’t give a fuck.

I like that.

I tell the blonde to sit on my face, so I can eat her out while the redhead rides my cock.

After we all come, I’ll take them into my room, tie them up, and do with them as I please.

And they will love every second of it.

I’ve never been to Rift before, but the club seems pretty cool. I feel out of place, even though I’m dressed like the other women around me. Maybe my black skirt isn’t as short, but it’s tight and figure-hugging. The black off-the-shoulder top I’ve matched it with clings tight around my boobs, then flares out to hide my stomach. My stomach never completely went flat again after giving birth, no matter how many sit-ups I’ve done, so tops like this are a godsend. Still, I feel like an imposter. It’s been
that
long since I’ve been to a club. I’ve had only one drink, and I’ve already lost Amethyst, the girl I came here with, to some hot biker. The two of them are dancing in the corner.

I met Amethyst at the school where we work; she was the
receptionist there until recently, when she left to take a better-paying job elsewhere. She definitely isn’t the type of girl I’d usually be friends with, but when she invited me out I decided to accept, for a change. I had no idea, however, that I’d be ditched for the first guy who approached her.

Great.

I knew I shouldn’t have come out, but I wanted to do something different for a change, to push myself out of my comfort zone. Act my age. Enjoy being out. Try to have a carefree night. When I hear Chris Brown’s “Zero,” I head to the packed dance floor. Alone or not, I’m not going to miss out on dancing to this song. With my eyes closed, my hips move on their own accord, swaying in time to the music. I open my eyes just in time to see two beautiful women rush at me. It takes me a second to realize that I know them.

Holy shit.

I haven’t seen Anna and Lana since high school. I was a year older than them but still saw the two of them daily because of Adam. My chest suddenly hurts. Adam usually wasn’t too far away from Anna, but surely that had changed with time?

“Hello, stranger!” Anna says, smiling widely.

I shake my head in surprise, beaming at the two of them.

“Anna Ward? Oh my god!” I say, my eyes on her face. I then turn to Lana. “Lana Brown! I should have known the two of you would still be friends. Do you want to go outside so we don’t have to talk over the music?”

They’ve been best friends ever since I can remember. I feel a pang of jealousy at everything I must have missed out on over the years, but I push it aside. Anna moved away the year Adam and I broke up, but I have no idea what’s happened since then.
I’ve been completely out of the loop. My relationship with these two was lost along with Adam.

Anna nods, smiling again, and we all walk out the front. The bouncer eyes us warily until Anna says, “We won’t leave this spot,” which has me confused.

“How have you been?” Lana asks me, bringing my attention to her.

“Good,” I tell them. “Just got out of a relationship, getting back into the dating scene.”

If you can call what Trevor and I had a relationship.

“How’s that going for you?” Anna asks me with that cheeky grin of hers.

I wince. Not so well. “I feel like I’ve been thrown back into the dating pool with no floaties.”

Trevor ended up being a train wreck, so who knows what else is waiting for me out there. We dated for only a month, after meeting at a museum. I’d taken my class there for an excursion, and he’d been the tour guide for the day. He’d slipped me his number as we left, and after two days I’d finally called him. He was good-looking and I hadn’t been on a date in so long, so I’d accepted. He started to get really clingy after the first two weeks, wanting to see me every night and blowing up my phone asking where I was. I didn’t want him to meet Cara, and I wasn’t exactly flexible to meet him whenever he wanted, which was way too regular for my liking. When he told me about his foot fetish, yeah, I was done.