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"I WANT MY DADDY!" I scream.
Momma snaps out of it and rushes over to me, gently moving my hair out of my face. "I'm s-sorry b-baby, daddy-daddy’s gone."
I shake my head and scream out in pain as she sobs, trying to calm me down, but it won't work.
"DADDYYYY.." I scream and start to thrash about in bed.
This is my fault; he's gone because of me because I begged him to take me to my art show.
But he can't be gone; I heard him shouting for me.
That's the last thing I remember as the world goes black again.
It's all my fault.
Flame - Age 18
I groan as Ginger deep-throats my cock. Fuck me, that feels good. She looks up, her green eyes sparkling, while I grip her brightly dyed ginger hair. She used to go to school with us; she's a few years older than me and had hung around the club a lot, liking the brother's attention. She had applied to work for us, cleaning, cooking, and maintaining the clubhouse along with other women, but had decided to become a sweet butt too. They are women who love to please the brothers, which I finally patched in as an hour ago, and this right here is my reward.
She circles her tongue around the head of my cock before sucking me deep, one of her hands fondling my balls and making my spine tingle.
Fuccckkk.
I grip her hair tighter and grunt out, "As good as that feels, baby, I want your cunt."
She lets my cock go with a pop and grins at me before getting up, then I turn her around and mount her over the pool table where Gunner is currently fucking Clitter. I flip the barely there black skirt Ginger has on up, then sheath myself before gripping her hips, placing the head of my cock at her panty-free, dripping entrance, then slamming into her wet cunt. She gasps, "Yes," before I start thrusting hard.
I lean over her, not stopping my pace as I pull her bra down, tugging on her nipples, her cunt tightening around me. "Flame, shit, yes," she mumbles over and over before I reach down between her and the pool table, finding her throbbing clit and then pinching it hard before she cums screaming my name. I move my hips faster, prolonging her orgasm before I pull out because you never fucking cum in a sweet butt, gripping my cock, then stroke myself before cumming in the condom groaning.
Fuck me, that was good.
I grin as she lays on top of the pool table, breathing heavily, and I tap her ass while taking the condom off. She turns around, her fake tits pop out nicely, and she opens her mouth. I proceed to empty the condom into her mouth, watching her swallow every last drop, making my grin turn into a smirk. I put my now flaccid cock away before pecking her lips, then rasping near the mouth, "Be ready for me later, baby." She grins wide while I walk away, fucking loving being out of the prospect faze, as I throw the condom in the bin, then give a nod to Carl for a beer. He also went to school with us but is now only starting out as a prospect.
Us generation of kids gets to start at seventeen, while Carl had to hang around during that time to ensure he was loyal enough to even prospect with us and couldn't start prospecting until he turned eighteen. He slides a beer over to me, and I give him a nod in thanks before takinga sip and watching my brothers celebrate. I wasn't the only one who patched in today; most of us generation kids did, and it's fucking awesome.
An hour later, we're all still celebrating when Dead Shot, Axel's father, and our president rushes into the room. The music is switched off, and everyone looks at him. His eyes are glossy, making everyone tense before he clears his throat.
"About half an hour ago, when Bones was taking Star to her art show, they were attacked by what Tank found on the cameras to be a Devil's member on a dirt bike. He shot at them both."
I stand up, my body vibrating. I was supposed to take her, but the club called me in on business, which was me being patched in. My Pres looks me dead in the eyes. "The route Bones went on the cameras had been shut off; Bones is presumably dead; his body was missing on site."
My breathing picks up. "Star?" is all I can rasp; she's my best friend, has been since she was born, and I was the only one who could calm her down every time she was crying at only eight years old.
She has to be okay.
His eyes go glossy again, and my heart pounds. "She was found unconscious, barely breathing, a mile away from the bike; her body had been torn up by the gravel, and she had a bullet wound in her right calf. She's currently in an induced coma."
My anger takes hold.
Axel and Gunner rush over to me, but not soon enough, as I grab a stool and throw it across the room, narrowly missing my mother, who rushes over to me at the same time as my father. Axel and Gunner grab a hold of me as my mother crashes into my body, tears streaking her cheeks, while my father grabs ahold of my head, placing his forehead against mine, trying to comfort me all while I feel fucking guilty for not taking her instead. I put the club first when I should have been there for her.
Three days later, I'm slowly walking to Star's room in the hospital. She still hasn't woken up despite being weaned off her sedatives yesterday, but Doc said she should any day; her body and mind are healing. There's a chance she won't remember what happened, but there's also a chance she might and will have to be sedated again. Her momma is struggling, scared she's going to lose her daughter along with her husband. We brothers have searched high and low but can't find Bones. We believe he's definitely dead; it's just hard because we haven't found his body. Dead Shot spoke to the Devil's VP Snake, who is the President's son. He's adamant they never put a hit out on us; they don't want a war; they know they'll lose, but it doesn't fucking make sense, so we're trying to search all areas to find out what the fuck happened and why.
I round the corner, my head going round and round about whether they're trying to screw with us and whether I should hack their servers when I hear Star screaming.
"I WANT MY DADDY."
My heart pounds as I take off on a run towards her room.
