All Chapters of Daddies Underground MC Club: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Vesper POVHis fingers hook in the chain and lift my arms a little higher, just enough to stretch me so every breath feels like a choice he’s granting. He steps in close, chest to mine, and I feel the heat rolling off him like a warning. When I try to shift my hips for even a sliver of friction, he blocks the motion with his thigh and makes me hold still.“On your toes,” he says, and I rise because he wants it, not because I need to.He palms my jaw and tips my face up, studying me like a man checking a weapon before a fight. He doesn’t rush. He sets his pace like a metronome and I can already feel myself hating that I’m keeping time with it.“Eyes on me,” he says. “No looking away.”I don’t, not even when he forces my legs wider with his knee and cages me there, not even when his mouth brushes my throat and his tee

Ghost POVThe release hits hard. My hips slam forward, burying me deep, and I hold her there while I spill down her throat. Her swallow is slow, deliberate, exactly like I told her. I keep her there until the last pulse fades, then finally let her pull back enough to breathe.I tilt her head back, watching her mouth, and smirk. “Open.”She does, showing me nothing left, and I nod with dark satisfaction. “Good girl.”I reach up and unhook her wrists, pulling her toward the bed. My hand wraps around the cuffs hanging from the center top bar, and I fasten them around her wrists again so she’s bent forward, her arms stretched above her head but forward to the center of the bed.I don’t wait. I step in close and slide into her slow, inch by inch, feeling the heat and wetness wrap tight around me. She’s dripping, and the sound that leaves

Ghost POVI’ve made my point, over and over, but she’s got to fucking eat. She’s not moving though, so I slide out of bed and grab my phone, sending the message.Pulling on my shorts, I watch her stretched out naked across the sheets, not even trying to cover herself. I still need to ask about the bike, about who the hell it belonged to before her, but now isn’t the moment.The knock drags me to the door. I take the trays from the guy, mutter thanks, then set them on the table before going back to her.What the fuck am I doing?“Get dressed,” I tell her.She smirks, lazy as sin. “Can’t I just sit there and eat naked?”“We’re going out.”Her groan is dramatic enough to make me smirk. She rol

Ghost POVI want to know what happened. People in her world don’t just make mistakes that big, not unless they cross a line so deep it can’t be forgiven. But there’s guilt in her eyes, heavy and raw, locked so far down I’m not sure even she lets herself touch it.“Next time, then,” I tell her, steady.Her head turns fast, her voice sharp. “Why do you care, Ghost? It was a past relationship. He’s gone, never coming back, so you don’t need all the details just to feel safe from him.”Does she really think this is jealousy? I lean in closer, making sure she can’t mistake my words. “I’m not jealous, Vesper. Even if he was alive, I wouldn’t be jealous. I want to know because it matters. Because you keep shutting down and walling me out, and if I don’t understand what&rsq

Ghost POVI keep fucking chasing her, and to her it’s still nothing more than infatuation. Like I’d drag her across states, risk everything, fight everyone, and keep her in my sights every second of every day just because I’m infatuated. She has no idea.She squirms against my shoulder, fists thumping my back, voice spitting out curses and sharp words that just make me smirk. Let her fight me, it only proves how badly she needs this.For five minutes, I walk with her like that, her nails scraping at me, her voice a constant stream of swearing. The gates open as I punch in the code, and I finally mutter, “Have you finished?”“Finished? You just threw me over your shoulder like I’m nothing!” she snaps, punctuating it with another slap across my back.“Not like