Page 46 of Vengeance (Ruthless MC 4)
It’s been a while since I bothered to stroke myself off. Six weeks, to be precise—not since the day Griff told us about the “Little Brother” his daughter had talked nonstop about on the plane to Vegas. Until her mother showed up, and suddenly this beloved “Little Brother” magically disappeared from O2’s memory.
Ropes of cum spill from me. All my pent-up frustration and rage. Plus more because of her proximity, naked and staring at me like I’m one of those movies that starts off sweet but turns out to be a horror film.
“Why?” she asks, her voice full of shock. “Why did you do that?”
“Because I want you to feel like I’ve felt for the last—” I stop short of letting her know just how bad she hurt me when she ran away.
Remember the mission.
Instead of finishing that sentence, I zip my pants and gather up the summer blanket. Besides, that’s not the full truth anyway.
I shot my load as a preemptive act of war. Carrying out the mission was going to be hard enough without her tempting me like Delilah and making me weak.
I deposit the jizzed-up blanket into the laundry hamper, but come back to the bed to inform her, “And just so you know, I would never hurt B2. That’s our son, and we plan to raise him up now that we’ve found him. But as for forgiving you…”
I dip my face down to her ear and cup the pussy I left unsatisfied. Fuck me, it’s still warm and sopping-wet.
Still, I let her know, “That’s another story. You gave us a son, and that means you’ve started our family. That also means none of us will put our cocks into you again unless we’re breeding you. You want to get bred, Doc? I’ll call in Vampire, and we’ll start fucking another kid into that pretty belly of yours right now. That what you want?”
Her legs scrabble, and she grabs my arm by the wrist, pushing into my hand. I wait to see how she’ll respond. How far is she willing to take her new plan to seduce and leave us this time? Is she so turned on, she’ll give in to my demand?
She abruptly stops in that way of hers. As if she’s receiving some kind of instruction I can’t hear to quit it.
Her hands fall away from my wrist. And she turns her head and averts her eyes.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” I say, disappointed but grateful.
I’ve never failed to carry out a mission, and I’m pissed as hell that she thought that seduction trick would work again. But this woman has some kind of power over me, and the truth is, I might have forgotten all about the mission if she chose to let me have her in the way I want. But…
“This ain’t about sex.” I remind her and myself of that as I pull my hand back from her needy pussy and pull a pair of handcuffs out of my back pocket. “It’s about punishment.”
I tell her that. Then I handcuff her right wrist to the bed just as Des-E and Vampire walk into the room.
CHAPTER 22
ALLIE
My heart nearly gives out when Hyena cuffs me to the bed. Completely naked. And my mind threatens to collapse when Vampire and Des-E walk in—apparently, to take part in my punishment.
They’ve changed over the last two and a half years. Vampire also has a longish biker beard now, not just Des-E. And Hyena’s not clean-cut anymore. He sports a full beard, and his dirty blond hair hangs almost to his shoulders, as if he’s trying to grow it out so he can be Jackson Teller from Sons of Anarchy for Halloween.
I gained actual weight during the pandemic—on top of the pregnancy pounds I put on before squeezing out a larger-than-average baby boy.
But all they seem to have gained is more muscle. Did they spend our time apart exclusively lifting weights while I was raising B2?
Oh God, B2. “Where’s B2?” I demand, yanking against the handcuff. “I don’t want him to overhear this punishment.”
“He won’t,” Vampire answers in a voice that carries no reassurance, just facts. “A babysitter came to get him so we could do this with you. He’s no longer in the house.”
I calm down a little.
I’m glad he won’t be within hearing distance for this. But I’m resigned to my fate. I knew it would be bad if Vengeance ever found out I was keeping a secret baby from them.
And this is really bad.
I’m handcuffed to a bed. Without a good plan. Naked and vulnerable. Completely at their mercy. What are they going to do to me?
They surround me. Hyena stays on the right side of the bed, while Des-E falls in on the left side and Vampire stops at the mattress’s front.
“Hyena, you go first. Then Des-E,” he orders. He’s talking to them. But staring at me. “I’ll go last.”
