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

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Three Hundred And Fifty-Four

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

Three Hundred And Fifty-Five

Dylan POV I swallow, face burning with humiliation. My whole body is shaking uncontrollably now. He shoves his fingers back inside me, four this time, stretching me wide and brutal while he starts choking me again. The mix of sensations is overwhelming. My prostate is screaming, my lungs are burning, my slapped cheeks sting, and my cock is so hard it hurts.Every time I get close, right when my balls draw up and my hole starts clenching desperately around his fingers, he stops. He pulls his fingers almost all the way out, loosens the choke, and slaps my face or my cock to drag me back from the edge.I’m crying now. Real tears slipping down my temples as I whimper and beg.“B-blaze… please… I can’t, I need to cum—”He leans down, still choking me, and spits in my face this time, the warm saliva landing o

Three Hundred And Fifty-Six

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.

Three Hundred And Fifty-Seven

Blaze POVIt’s been hours. I’ve fucked him raw, edged him until he’s shaking and sobbing, stopping every single time he gets close. Now the second I touch him he’s right there on the edge, trembling and desperate. I know I can’t drag this out any longer.But fuck, I want to.I shift my weight, planting my knees deeper into the mattress and pushing his legs up higher, spreading him wide open beneath me. The new angle lets me sink even deeper. I watch my thick cock disappear inside his wrecked, puffy hole with every slow thrust, stretching him obscenely around me.“So fucking perfect,” I growl, my hand still wrapped tight around his throat, cutting off his air. “The way this tiny body takes my cock… like it was made for me.”He tries to moan something but it come

Three Hundred And Fifty-Eight

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.”

Three Hundred And Fifty-Nine

Dylan POVLast night was so fucking stupid. I never should have let Blaze come back here with me. What the hell was I thinking? I keep replaying it in my head, every filthy second, and it’s making everything worse.“I can’t have my husband seen around bikers,” Rosalie snaps, her voice sharp and cold as she stands in the middle of my living room like she already owns the place.I drag a hand through my hair, trying to keep my voice steady. “Rosalie, my father’s world deals with a lot of different people. I can’t just cut ties with certain connections because it looks bad.”“Make sure nothing is seen in public then,” she says, eyes narrowing. “I won’t have my reputation ruined before we even get married.”“Fine. I’ll be careful.&rdquo

Three Hundred And Sixty

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

Three Hundred And Sixty-One

Dylan POV“I was looking into a building for a possible business venture. The realtor left, handed me the keys, knowing who I was, and told me to drop them back later. I walked through the building and ran into some of the West Crew… and a guy named Grim.”Echo tenses the moment I say Grim’s name. “And what was said?”“Enough that Grim punched me and warned me not to speak about it or he’d make sure I was never found. I told you my father is dealing with it.”“If he’s meeting openly with the West Crew like that, then their plans are moving forward faster than we thought,” Echo mutters.I sigh. “It sounded like they were discussing dates.”“We need to call church. We’ll intercept those weapons,” Echo says, standing up.“My da

Three Hundred And Sixty-Two

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

Three Hundred And Sixty-Three

Blaze POV I walk back inside and head straight for Dylan. I don’t stop until I’ve got him pinned against the bar, my body pressed close to his.“What do you want, Blaze?”“You fucking kissed Titan?” I snap, stepping closer. “Would you have let him fuck you?”I need to know. Because I’m seriously considering breaking the rules and not covering up again if I know for sure he won’t.Dylan tilts his head, looking almost amused. “You sound jealous.”He has no fucking idea.“Oh, you think this is jealous?” I lean in closer, voice low and rough. “You have no fucking clue.”I expect him to shove me back. I expect the usual “I’m not gay” bullshit because we’re in public. B

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