All Chapters of Dirty Daddies Underground: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Mason“He’s pissing me off,” I snap, slamming the cabinet door a little harder than necessary.Harper looks up from the book she’s pretending to read on the couch and raises a brow. “Hey, be nice to Theo. He’s injured.”“Injured?” I scoff, turning to face her fully. “He can move. He’s been home for a week, and unless I’m hallucinating, I saw him bend down this morning to scratch the back of his knee.”She crosses her arms and glares at me like I’ve just kicked a puppy.“He’s still healing.”I run a hand through my hair and let out a sharp breath. “I get that, baby girl. I do. The first few days? Sure. He wasn’t supposed to get up. We kept him still, fed him, even helped him shower. I

Mason's POVI pause. Her words hit like a punch to the gut. Not because she’s wrong, but because she’s exactly right. That possessive part of me, the one I’ve always tried to keep from boiling over, snarls awake at the very idea.I lean down, hand curling into her hair as I bring my mouth to her ear.“You want to play games, baby girl?” I whisper. “Then let’s play.”She shudders, and her breath hitches when I trail a hand between her legs again, barely grazing her.“Daddy,” she breathes, not in a plea, but with a kind of reverence that makes something deep inside me snap.I slap her inner thigh, sharp and fast, just enough to make her gasp.“Say it again,” I growl.“Daddy.”This time it’s a moan, low and wrecked. I watch her back arch against the bench and see the tremble already starting

Harper's POVHe moves me off his lap, then stands. Slowly. Like he’s already stepping into a rhythm only he can hear. I sit on the edge of the bed, wide-eyed and smug, trying to hold onto the upper hand while knowing damn well I just gave it away.He doesn’t speak. He pulls his shirt over his head with one smooth movement and tosses it aside. His chest is carved muscle, tattoos stretching across him like inked warnings. The shift in him is obvious, suddenly he’s not just Mason anymore. He’s the man who owned rooms, who turned desire into currency and pleasure into a performance.The tension in the room thickens as he steps closer, hips rolling slightly with each step. There’s no music, but it doesn’t matter. He moves like it’s in his blood. Controlled, measured, every motion dripping with heat.I inhale slowly as he circles me, then stops behind me. His h

Harper POVI don’t even understand this position. Not fully. But I don’t care. All I know is that I can’t move.Theo’s used rope to tie my wrists and ankles to the top and bottom of the bed, it’s stretched tight enough that there’s no give. No slack. I’m open and exposed, completely at his mercy.And he’s showing none.Every thrust feels brutal. In any other position, my body would have room to shift, to soften the impact. That little bit of movement would take the edge off. But this? This doesn’t give me anything.The bed creaks beneath us, but I don’t move. Not even an inch. My screams break the air with every punishing snap of his hips.Sex with Theo has always lived on that sharp edge of too much. Always just enough pain to make the pleasure unbeara

Nathan POV“I just…” She breathes out shakily. “I didn’t want you or Mason to think I’d picked Theo over you. I didn’t want you to think I meant it, or that I didn’t love you too. I was scared you’d leave.”The words break something in her, and the tears start again, raw, heavy sobs that shake her shoulders as she buries her face into my chest.“God, baby girl, never,” I whisper, holding her tighter. “Even if I walked in and you were on your knees, worshipping Theo while calling me a bastard, I wouldn’t leave. I know what this is. I know the difference between role and reality.”I stroke her hair and press a kiss to her forehead. She continues to cry softly against me.“When Theo says you’re his,” I continue, “when he talks like that, it’s not because he wants to steal you away. It’s not about ownership the way you think. It’s about power. Intensity. It’s the way his mind works, he needs that control in the moment. But outside of it? He knows you’re all of ours.”I feel her nod agains