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Two Hundred And Seventy-Six

last update publish date: 2026-03-24 19:00:37

Blaze’s POV

Jace gives me a small smile and a wave from the bar as I step out of the back rooms. I start toward him, already tasting the whiskey I’m about to order, when Elaine appears like a heat-seeking missile, arms loaded with fresh flyers. The second she spots me she makes a beeline.

Sighing, I smirk and hold out my hand. “You do realise the guys just pin these on their bedroom walls and use

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  • Daddies Underground MC Club   Two Hundred And Ninety-Seven

    Siren POVI’m stuck, completely, utterly stuck, and I’ve never felt more owned in my life.The leather bites into my thighs every time I try to lift even a fraction, a constant, cruel reminder that I am locked exactly where he wants me. I can't rise. I can't close my legs. I can't do anything except grind my soaked, swollen pussy against his mouth while he feasts like a man who has been starved his entire life and finally found the only meal that will ever satisfy him.His tongue is merciless. Long, slow licks that drag from my entrance to my clit, deliberate circles around my clit that make my hips jerk helplessly, sudden hard thrusts that spear inside me and curl like he’s trying to pull my soul out through my cunt. Every sound he makes is raw, animal, obsessed, deep, guttural groans that vibrate straight through my cor

  • Daddies Underground MC Club   Two Hundred And Ninety-Six

    Siren POV“Look at me,” he snarls, yanking my head back by the roots so I’m forced to meet his eyes while his cock is still wedged in my throat. “I want to watch you break while you swallow me whole.”I whimper around him, the vibration ripping a hiss from his teeth. He thrusts faster, hips snapping, balls slapping my chin with every drive. My mascara runs in black rivers, mixing with tears and spit that drip onto my chest, onto his cut still draped over my shoulders like a claim.He pulls out suddenly, letting me gasp, strings of saliva stretching from my swollen lips to his glistening cock. Before I can catch my breath he slaps it against my tongue, once, twice, three times, heavy and wet, then shoves back in, deeper than before, until my nose is crushed against him and my throat convulses helplessly.“Swallow,” he commands,

  • Daddies Underground MC Club   Two Hundred And Ninety-Five

    Siren’s POVIt’s been two weeks and Echo has been acting like a man possessed, just not in the way I want.He hovers. He watches. He growls at anyone who breathes too close. But the second I try to climb him like a tree, he suddenly goes deaf. Two days ago the doctor gave me the all-clear, and I practically threw myself at him. Nothing. He just kissed my forehead, muttered something about “being good,” and walked away like I hadn’t been naked and begging.So tonight I’m done playing.I went shopping with Red and found the perfect weapon, black leather body harness with silver studs and delicate chains that cross between my breasts and frame my hips like a filthy promise. Barely there straps, cut high on the ass, and his cut draped over my shoulders like a claiming flag.

  • Daddies Underground MC Club   Two Hundred And Ninety-Four

    Echo’s POVFor a long while we just sit there, me holding her, my mind already racing ten steps ahead while my arms stay locked around her like she might vanish if I loosen my grip even a little. I’m planning everything, the ring, the wedding, the way I’ll brand her as mine so thoroughly no one will ever dare look at her wrong again. I won’t say any of it out loud yet. She’d freak out and bolt. I know her.“I’m sorry,” she whispers against my chest.“What do you have to be sorry for, Little Birdie?”“How I reacted. I should have waited to hear the truth before judging you.”I sigh and tilt her chin up so she has to look at me. “Less than twenty-four hours ago you were kidnapped by your ex. Of course your mind went into protect mode and painted

  • Daddies Underground MC Club   Two Hundred And Ninety-Three

    Echo’s POVShe’s holding me like I’m made of cracked glass, like one wrong breath will shatter me. I’m not fragile. I’m forged steel and old scars. But right now I let her hold me anyway, because it’s her.I need to know about the dead man walking who thought he could put his hands on what’s mine.“Who is James?” I ask, voice low enough to cut.She sighs against my chest, the sound heavy. “Clearly a psycho.”I wait. I always wait when I want the whole truth.“We dated for a few months,” she says finally. “He basically moved himself in without me ever agreeing. Checked my phone every night, read every message, every text. I ended it. He kept showing up, crying, begging, leaving flowers, sitting outside my flat at

  • Daddies Underground MC Club   Two Hundred And Ninety-Two

    Siren POV“Our parents weren’t the best,” Echo begins, voice low and measured, as though every word is a landmine he has to step around. “They took a lot of drugs. I was abandoned, literally left in an alley when I was three. I spent the rest of my childhood in care.”“Echo, just tell me,” I interrupt, exhaustion and anger bleeding into every syllable.“I am telling you,” he answers, eyes still locked on the floor. “But I need you to hear everything first.”I look away again, arms folded tight across my chest. If he thinks a traumatic childhood is going to excuse murder, he’s got another thing coming.“I was five when I started seeing my real mother again,” he continues, voice steady but laced with something raw. “She swore she was trying to get clean, but s

  • Daddies Underground MC Club   Chapter Thirty-Three

    Danielle POVI force myself to think. To dig back into the fog. Sam said I used to talk about my sister a lot. That I wanted to fix things. That I carried guilt for how we left things. And maybe that’s true. Even now, with no memory of why we fought, I feel it. That lingering ache of unfinished bus

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  • Daddies Underground MC Club   Chapter Twenty-Five

    Knox POVTonight’s been one hell of a ride. I got slapped, yeah, that happened. First time in my life. In my defense, she distracted the fuck outta me. I always say please. Always. But Red? She had me so turned around I forgot my own damn manners.Glitch got it worse, though. Took Hex out back for

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  • Daddies Underground MC Club   Chapter Thirty-Five

    Knox POVShe’s on the floor, curled against the tub, pale as death, arms wrapped tight around herself. Her whole body’s shaking like she’s freezing, but I know it’s not cold that’s doing this to her. Her eyes are wide, wild, like she’s not even here anymore.“Shit,” I whisper, moving fast.“Red,” I

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  • Daddies Underground MC Club   Chapter Twenty-Seven

    Danielle POVI didn’t mean to hit Echo that hard. It just sort of happened. It was the way he looked at me, that taunting grin like he thought I wouldn’t do it, like he was daring me. His words were bait, and Knox’s stare didn’t help either. The way he looked at me like he expected me to back out?

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