All Chapters of Daddies Underground MC Club: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

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Three Hundred And Thirty-Four

Dylan POVI shouldn’t like this. I know I shouldn’t.I’m not supposed to be gay. I’m supposed to marry a woman, Sasha or someone like her, settle down, have kids, and take my place in my father’s world like the perfect heir I was raised to be. Instead, I’m bent over with my ass in the air, moaning like a slut while Blaze degrades me and fingers me open.And the worst part? I’m fucking enjoying it.Something in my head has completely come loose. Why the hell does it turn me on so much when he calls me a whore? Why does my cock throb every time he spanks me and tells me how pathetic and desperate I am? I should be disgusted. I should be fighting him. But every cruel word that comes out of his mouth just makes me leak more and push back against his fingers like a needy bitch in heat.

Three Hundred And Thirty-Five

Dylan POV He keeps alternating, slow, teasing strokes of his fingers, then sudden hard thrusts, pinching, slapping, pulling my hair. Every time I get close, he stops moving completely, leaving me whimpering and empty, only to start again when my breathing calms.“You’re shaking,” he mocks, voice dripping with amusement. “So fucking needy. I bet you’d let me do anything to you right now. I could slap your cock raw and you’d thank me for it, wouldn’t you?”I bite the pillow to stop myself from answering, but a desperate whine still escapes me when he curls his fingers again and grinds them hard against my prostate.Blaze laughs, low and cruel. “Yeah. That’s what I thought.”He pulls his fingers out completely, leaving me clenching around nothing, then immediately slaps my swollen hol

Three Hundred And Thirty-Six

Dylan POV He leans in closer, eyes dark. “Maybe she’ll drop to her knees later and beg you to forgive her. Maybe she’ll even suck your dick out of guilt. But I guarantee next week, when you’re trying to fuck her, she won’t be thinking about you. She’ll be thinking about Titan’s cock.”My whole body tenses.Blaze doesn’t wait. His fingers slide back inside me, pushing deep without warning. I buck hard, trying to throw him off, but he just laughs and pins me harder.“Do you really think she’s ever going to want you after this?” he taunts, curling his fingers cruelly. “After she’s had a real man fuck her properly?”His words sink in like a knife, cutting straight through the fog of pleasure. My stomach twists with shame, but before I can even try to answer, Bla

Three Hundred And Thirty-Seven

Dylan POV He spanks me hard, right on my already burning ass cheek, the sharp sting making me cry out. The pain shoots straight to my cock and I moan louder, unable to hold it back. He does it again, harder, the slap echoing in the room while he keeps pounding into me.“Pathetic,” he taunts, gripping my hair and yanking my head back so I’m forced to arch for him. “She’s probably cumming all over Titan’s cock right now, and all you can do is leak and whimper on mine. You’re not even a real man anymore, are you? Just a tight little pain slut who gets hard when he’s told how worthless he is.”He slams in particularly deep, grinding against my prostate while he spanks me again. The mix of the burning stretch, the stinging slaps, and the crushing humiliation is too much. My whole body shakes, tears leaking from the corners of my eyes, but my

Three Hundred And Thirty-Eight

Blaze POVI’m not stupid. This whole “don’t pull out” thing isn’t some sudden burst of affection. The second I leave his body, reality is going to crash back down on him and he’ll start the whole “I’m not gay, fuck you, stay away from me” routine again.So I stay buried deep inside him.I roll us onto our sides, pulling his smaller body tight against my chest, my cock still snug and warm in his tight, cum-filled hole. Dylan surprises me. He doesn’t just like pain, he fucking craves it. The way he moaned when I spanked him raw, the way his hole clenched every time I squeezed his balls or yanked his hair… that’s rare. Most subs have a hard limit. Dylan? He got off even harder when I used Sasha and Titan against him. That level of degradation kink is something special.I’

Three Hundred And Thirty-Nine

Blaze POV When I wake up, it’s because of movement.Dylan is trying to carefully pull away from me, clearly trying to sneak out. My cock is already slipping from his hole. The second I feel that loss, something dark and vicious surges inside me.Not fucking happening.I snap my arm around his waist and yank him back hard, slamming my cock balls-deep inside him again in one brutal thrust.“Not happening, Little Rabbit,” I growl against his ear.“Blaze, let me go!” he gasps. “I need to sort things out with Sasha!”I laugh, low and dark, and roll us over so he’s pinned beneath me, my much larger body completely covering his. I grab his wrists and slam them above his head, holding him down.“Why?” I demand, voice rough. &ldquo

Three Hundred And Forty

Blaze POV “Are you fucking serious?” he gasps, voice wrecked.“Oh, I’m very serious.” I lick up the side of his neck, tasting the sweat on his skin. “See? This is repulsive, right? You’re not gay, remember? So you don’t really want to finish.” I slam into him so hard the bed bangs loudly against the wall and he yelps. “You don’t want my cock destroying this tight little hole.”I start pounding into him without mercy, fucking him so deep and rough that he can’t even form words anymore. The second his body tightens again, right on the edge of exploding, I grab his cock and squeeze viciously, stopping all movement.Dylan sags against the bed with a devastated whimper. “Blaze…”“Beg me,” I demand, voice dark and cruel. “Better yet, admit

Three Hundred And Forty-One

Blaze POV I stop moving completely, buried to the hilt, and squeeze his cock again.“Please…” The word slips out, barely a whisper, like it was torn from him against his will.I smirk against his neck. “What was that? I didn’t hear you.”He whimpers, hips twitching helplessly. “Please… Blaze…”“Please what?” I ask, voice soft and cruel as I give him one tiny, teasing thrust. “Use your words, slut. Beg me like the broken little whore you are.”His voice cracks, shame and need mixing together as he finally breaks.“Please… let me cum… I can’t, I need it… please fuck me and let me cum…”I smile against his skin, dark satisfaction flooding through me.

Three Hundred And Forty-Two

Dylan POVThis is wrong. So fucking wrong.I try to move, to put some distance between us, but Blaze still has me pinned beneath him, his much larger body caging me in. His cock is still buried deep inside me, warm and heavy.“Go on,” he whispers against my ear, voice low and dangerous. “Say it.”I have to. It’s the only thing I have left right now. But saying it after everything we just did feels like kicking him while he’s down. I pull away and this time he actually lets me.“This can’t happen again,” I say quietly, sitting up. “I’m—”“Yeah, I got it,” Blaze cuts me off, his voice suddenly loud and sharp. “You’re not fucking gay!”I flinch at the volume. “

Three Hundred And Forty-Three

Dylan POV By the time I finally reach the estate, it’s late. I decided to walk the whole way, taking every possible detour just to delay getting here. My head was a mess the entire time. Nothing is going to plan. Not a single fucking thing.The second I step inside, my father is waiting in the sitting room, a glass of whiskey in his hand and that sharp, expectant look on his face.“Any updates?”Yeah. I have a fucking update.“Sasha is out,” I say flatly.He tenses immediately, his eyes narrowing. “What do you mean she’s out? She’s from a good family, Dylan. Fix it.”“She screwed another guy.” The words taste bitter coming out. “We were at the club last night. I walked in on her fucking him. How the hell would that work if I married

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