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As he surely wanted…
I.
Snapped.
Blackout.
To break a heart isn’t that hard to do. You first must own it then step on it.
That’s exactly what I did to my Little Hellion when I came home … with a wife.
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3 years later
Anita might not have been permitted to be an Old Lady, but she wasn’t fucked by any other club members. No one dared. My brother was obsessed with her. She was becoming quite a beauty by seventeen. I even told her so when shocking both her and Rosa after barging into the bathroom to pee.
Whipping out my dick, I aimed for the toilet. “Tits looking good, Anita.” They were covered by her hands, and I hadn’t even looked at them, but I enjoyed causing injury to Rosa every second possible. “Not like Hellion’s sagging ones.”
Rosa, washing Anita’s hair because it was Sunday and that was their ritual. They loved the privacy, due to us being on the road on Sundays. “Onus, if my breasts aren’t perfection, why is your mouth on them every chance you get?”
Rosa had sworn she never fucked the angel that night Lu claimed it was going to happen, and I eventually believed her, hence fucking her again myself. She also promised not to see Elijah anymore. Not that her promise or hot sex stopped my missions of ‘piss off deity.’
Putting away my dick, I zipped up my jeans and flushed the toilet. “Enjoy the bubbles, bitches.” I walked toward the door. “Try to escape, and I’ll kill you both.”
“Fuck off,” uttered a bitter Rosa.
Happily, I spun on my boot’s toes. “Did I mention Tori is pregnant again?”
It was going to be my third son.
Rosa’s sucking in air was just the response I had yearned for.
“No?” I winked. “At least some know how to get knocked up properly, Mother of Gods.”
A wet rag came whirling toward me, hitting the back of the door right after I shut it. Her anger had me smiling until I saw my wife sitting on my bed. I groaned, “What do you want?”
She pointed to a corner of the bedroom where I had an elaborate array of dog beds. “She’s still sleeping in here.”
“So?” My face went cold. “You sleep with the brats—I mean my children.”
Rosa rarely slept on the dog beds. I usually made her sleep with me so I could fuck her when I pleased.
My wife said, “If she sleeps there, then how could you think she should be pregnant?”
I rolled my eyes dramatically. “Ever heard of doggy style?”
Amused with myself, I laughed so hard I could barely walk properly out the door, leaving the dumb woman to cry by herself. But
In the living room, I twirled my finger in the air to my VP. “Weatherman, let’s pull out.” With a nod, he headed out the front door. Within seconds, our bikes were firing up and rumbling.
“Mom.”
From the couch, she didn’t even look up from the magazine she was reading. In Spanish, she replied, “Yes, my rotten spawn?”
“Keep an eye on the girls.”
“I’d rather die.”
