All Chapters of Daddies Underground MC Club: Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

Dylan POVI’m so fucked. Completely ruined.He hasn’t even fucked me yet, but my body already feels destroyed, sore, aching, burning. Hours have passed and it’s late, but I don’t care. I need more. I need everything. If this is the last time I let myself have him, then I’m taking it all. Every filthy, degrading second.My body has stopped listening to me anyway. My legs shake so badly I can barely hold myself up, but Blaze doesn’t need me to. He just grabs my hips with those massive hands and drags me back onto the couch like I weigh nothing.The thick head of his cock rubs against my sore, spit-slick hole. I push back immediately, desperate and pathetic.His palm cracks hard across my ass. I cry out, the sting blooming hot over already tender skin.“So

Dylan POV He chuckles and pulls back slowly, almost all the way out, until just the thick head of his cock stretches my hole. Then he slams back in with brutal force, driving every inch deep inside me. The impact forces a raw, broken cry from my throat as my body jerks forward.“Fuck... Blaze!”He sets a punishing pace immediately, hips snapping hard against my sore, belt-marked ass. Every thrust is deep and savage, the wet sound of skin slapping skin filling the room. My wrists strain uselessly against the tie binding me to the headboard. I can’t move. I can only take it.He fucks me like he hates me. Like he owns me.His hand suddenly fists in my hair and yanks my head back sharply. At the same time, his other hand wraps around my throat from behind, squeezing hard as he drags me up until my back arches painfully.

Blaze POV Then the noise happens a third time, knocking, and I feel Dylan tense up hard. That wakes me up properly.“Dylan?” A woman’s voice calls from the door.He immediately starts pulling away from me. I let him go. He scrambles off the bed in a panic, eyes wide as the knocking gets louder.“F-f-fuck!” he hisses.“Dylan, I can’t find my key. Don’t make me search for it,” the woman calls again, sounding impatient.He’s freaking out, breathing fast, completely spiraling.“Calm down,” I whisper, sitting up.“I-I-I-I—” His stutter is brutal, way worse than I’ve ever heard it.I grab his face with both hands, trying to steady him. “Dylan, breathe.”

Dylan POVHe’s completely set in his ways. Nothing I say is going to change his mind.“I need you to go back to the Iron Kings,” he says suddenly.Oh fuck. “No. Last time I was there I nearly got caught in the middle of a war between two clubs. I’m not doing it again.”His expression doesn’t change. “No? Then I need something from your friend. Davina, right?”I tense up instantly. “What about her?”“Come on, Dylan. I’m not a fool. She’s fucking the president of another club.”My entire body goes cold. “I…”“Look, go into the club, mention Grim’s name, see what reaction you get. Tell them you had a run-in with him and he was with the West Crew. They’ll ask questions. You say enough to g

Blaze POVWhen I got back from working at the club, Echo mentioned what happened with Dylan. We’ve known for a while now that the West Crew were building connections with Grim, whether his club knows or not we don’t know.What we do know is they are bringing in weapons. Something we’re trying to stop. So we’ve got a plan, nothing big yet, just small steps.I came to Dylan to fuck him, but saw the senator’s daughter walk in. Now though, he’s pinned by me. I step back and he stares at me.“Go on, I’ll be at the club. Call me when you’ve fucked her.”I turn and walk off.I need to know what is happening, but it’s hard. Between Fallen Gods and my normal fucking job, tracking him isn’t easy.Pulling up o