All Chapters of Daddies Underground MC Club: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

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Three Hundred And Twenty-Four

Dylan POVGoing back to my apartment would’ve been the smart move, but I couldn’t risk it. I’m not supposed to show up there this early, so instead I had to sneak back into the estate and pray no one spotted me, especially not with that obvious wet patch still darkening the front of my trousers.I somehow made it inside, showered, changed, and slipped back out without a single person noticing.Sasha laughs lightly and strokes the back of my hand. “Your dad seems really nice,” she says.“You know no one can ever find out, right?” I ask, keeping my voice low.She nods without hesitation. “I get it. You’re safer if nobody knows you’re his son. It makes total sense.”It’s all one big game. Our world is brutal, and I’ve liv

Three Hundred And Twenty-Five

Dylan POVMy head shakes harder. “I’m not. I’ve fucked women,” I snarl.He grinds faster, not stopping. “Yeah? Is that why you came so fucking quick last time?”I can’t take it. “Stop… F-fuck, stop!” I’m right there again. My body tenses up tight as I feel myself about to explode.Then he stops, leaving me right on the edge.My body sags against the mattress, breathing ragged. I was so sure it was going to happen again.“Why let me fucking flirt if you were just going to scream ‘I’m not gay’ and run?” Blaze grinds against me again and a moan slips out before I can stop it.“S-stop.” Fuck.“Why?” He laughs low and grinds again, slow and deliberate. “You’re not a virgin. This shoul

Three Hundred And Twenty-Six

Blaze POVI know he won’t agree, but watching him squirm underneath me is fucking satisfying. Plus, he’s stopped actively telling me to get off him. I think he’s starting to come around.Still, I have questions. A lot of them. I know almost nothing about him, except that this is where he lives and where he works.I grind down into him again just to hear that sweet groan slip out of his mouth. “I need an answer, Dylan. You agree to let me fuck you, and I’ll leave you alone after.”Okay, that’s complete bullshit. I won’t leave him alone. All I really want is for him to accept that he’s gay, at least with me.“You won’t leave me alone. I’m not fucking stupid,” he mutters.I tilt my head and nod. “I promise. Swear do

Three Hundred And Twenty-Seven

Blaze POVI grab the lube instead, slick my cock up generously, and line myself up against his hole. The head presses against him, hot and blunt.Dylan tenses immediately. “Wait—”I push in slowly, just the tip at first. He groans, trying to pull away, hips shifting forward like he can escape the stretch.“It feels weird,” he gasps, voice strained. “Blaze, it’s too—”I don’t let him finish, instead I grip his hips hard and thrust all the way in with one smooth, deep stroke.The second I bottom out, buried to the hilt inside his tight heat, Dylan’s whole body locks up. A sharp, broken cry tears out of him and his cock pulses hard against the sheets.He comes instantly.His hole clenches violently around my cock as he spills all over the bed, shak

Three Hundred And Twenty-Eight

Dylan POVWhat the actual fuck?My mind and body are completely at war. Everything hurts, but at the same time I feel strangely relaxed, almost floaty. One part of my brain is completely silent while the other half is screaming at me.I didn’t expect any of this.I’d hoped I would hate it. I’d hoped I could push him off, get turned off, and prove to myself once and for all that I wasn’t into it. Instead I came the second he pushed all the way inside me, and worse, I fucking liked it. A lot.I also didn’t expect him to turn so feral. And the scariest part? Some twisted piece of me liked that too. Nothing about me is normal.His much larger body is still covering mine completely. He’s so much bigger than me. He could really break me if he wanted to, and that thought sits heavy in my chest.“You were such a good boy for me,” he whispers, pressing soft kisses along my neck.Heat floods my cheeks. I don’t know why those words affect me so much, but they do. I like it. Fuck, I actually like

Three Hundred And Twenty-Nine

Dylan POV“Ting might have formed the alliance,” I say, “but I know it was signed off on. There’s no way the other patched members don’t know or didn’t agree.”“Then you need to find out for me. What’s that woman’s name? His daughter, the prez’s?”“Allana. That’s the Prez’s daughter. Why?”“Get close to her. Spend time with her. See if she speaks.”Is he serious? I’m pretty sure half the club already suspects I’m not into women. I’m not even sure if they’re the kind of place that would accept it… or kill someone for it.“You’re thinking and not speaking,” my father says.I am thinking and not speaking, because I’m fairly certain Grim is gay. He’s got an old lady, but I’m almost positive he’s into men, and I can’t exactly tell my father I plan to talk to the gay guy instead.“Just thinking of what conversations to bring up with her,” I lie.The car stops and my father gestures toward the club. “It’s early. The bar will be quiet and most of the guys will be working. Use that. Anything sa

Three hundred And Thirty

Blaze POVI lean back in my chair and look around the table. Apparently they delayed the whole bike job last night because Ghost got into it with Vesper and she tried to shoot him. Just a typical Tuesday for us.Now they’re all arguing about how rare and special this new bike is.“If it’s that good, it’s gonna be locked up tight,” I say.“Yeah, and probably has a guy watching it,” Glitch mumbles. “Means sneaking in and grabbing it without anyone knowing won’t be easy.”Echo laughs. “So someone knows? If we get in, get the bike, and get out clean, even if someone’s babysitting it, we still win. We got in and took it right under their noses.”He really wants this. “Okay, but what if multiple people are watching it?” I ask.“No,” Knox cuts in, leaning forward. “They keep normal bikes in the garage or the lot. Anything rare and expensive gets locked away separately. There’s not enough space for a bunch of guys to hang around in there.”Ghost slams his hand on the table. “We need to move so

Three Hundred And Thirty-One

Blaze POVThe moment Dylan said Sasha was coming, I invited a friend over. Why the fuck not? All night he was holding her, kissing her gently like he wasn’t even sure how to do it properly. It looked awkward as hell.Then the guys started shouting and whistling. When I looked up, Dylan was suddenly eating her fucking face. That was the last straw. I wasn’t in the mood anymore.As soon as Dylan led her out of the main room, I pushed the guy off my lap and told him to go home. I’m fucked up, I know that, but using some random guy just to piss Dylan off? Yeah, that’s a new low even for me. What the fuck was I even thinking?A door slams somewhere down the hall. I look up and see Sasha storming through the clubhouse, eyes red, face tight with anger.“Well, that looks fun,” Ghost chuckles b

Three Hundred And Thirty-Two

Blaze POV I look up at him, still holding his wrists pinned. “What the fuck are you so scared of, Dylan? Forget the whole ‘I’m not gay’ bullshit for a second. What are you actually afraid of? You enjoyed it last night. I took your virginity, and at your age that means something. So tell me, what the hell are you so scared of that makes you keep fighting me?”His chest rises and falls rapidly, eyes wide and conflicted.“Are your family super religious or something? Is that it?” I press. There has to be a real reason behind all this resistance.“Maybe I just don’t want to be,” he spits out. “Maybe I’m not scared. Maybe I’m just fucking repulsed by the idea.”I tilt my head and smirk. “Oh yeah? You looked so repulsed last night while I was buried balls-deep ins

Three Hundred And Thirty-Three

Blaze POV I slam three fingers back into his ass at the same time as my other hand comes down hard on his ass cheek. The sharp crack echoes through the room. Dylan moans into the pillow, his whole body jolting.“I want to see this ass red and burning from my hand,” I growl, spanking him again, harder this time. His skin blooms pink almost instantly. His cock leaks heavily onto the sheets beneath him. “Do you have a pain kink, Little Rabbit?”I pull my fingers out, then immediately bring my hand down again while my other hand grabs his balls and squeezes them tight. He chokes on a sob, hips jerking forward, but he doesn’t try to pull away. If anything, he pushes back against my hand, chasing more.“Is it just pain you get off on?” I lean over his back, whispering hotly against his ear as I spank him again. The sound is loud and

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