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“Yes.” She moans, squeezing me tight. Fuck yeah.

“You like this.” I fuck her harder, her head cracking against the tile. “If you’re gonna cum, Trin, cum all over my cock, with my seed leaking outta you,” I tell her, as I pick up the pace, hammering as hard as I can inside her. I think I’m falling in love with this crazy ass cunt.

“Oh fuck, Killer!” she screams. I feel her explode and pull my cock out, fuck me, I found myself a squirter. Going back down to her cunt, I attach my mouth to her, shoving my tongue deep inside. “Too much, Oh god, it’s too much.” Her fingernails dig into my skin.

I kiss my way back up her body, returning my dick to his rightful place. Slamming into her faster to find my own release. “Fuck yeah, I feel you’re getting close again, cum with me, baby.” I groan into her neck, biting hard at the skin until I taste blood.

She moans so loud I swear she’s gonna shatter the mirror at the sink and my eardrums. My cum fills her cunt, leaving us both panting. “Shit, you didn’t use a condom.” She tries pushing at my chest to get me to move, instead I grind myself against her.

“Good, my cum is where it belongs.” I drop her legs and let her down, but the panic on her face has me forcing her back against the wall, not letting her move. “What?”

“I’m not on birth control, you prick.”

I smirk. “Good. Can’t kill you if you’re knocked up with my kid.” This psycho bitch will be mine, no getting rid of me then. “On your knees, clean my cock.” She glares at me but does just that. She moans against my dick as she licks me clean. Bitch likes the taste. Fucking hell, she’s gonna be the death of me. She’s perfect for me.

**

Trinity leaves the room to find a bitch with a hair dryer, leaving me to myself. God this bitch has me twisted. This shit was supposed to be easy. Grab her, fuck her, hand her over. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing anymore.

My burner goes off with a text and I grab it. “Shit,” I mutter. I’ve been so busy with Trin, I’ve not been checking in. Truth is I’ve never enjoyed myself more than I have since hooking up with the crazy bitch. Here with these fuckers I feel like belong.

Better bring that bitch here within three days. Or you’re both dead. -Pres

I don’t text him back, knowing that shit will be going down soon enough as it is. Shouldn’t be too much longer before we get word that the bodies are moved out and the blame placed on my club. Hush said they were handling it all. Told me to trust him, but it’s damn hard to put my trust in anyone when all anyone has ever done is let me down. All I ever wanted after I was released from prison was to be part of the club. Looks like that shits about to blow up in my face. But maybe I don’t even need a club. Long as I’ve got Trin everyone else can go fuck themselves.

I toss my phone across the room and head out, the minute I spot Trinity my blood races. Bitch is practically draped across Hush, her tits shoved in his face. “If you need my cunt you got it, handsome,” I hear her tell him.

Fuck that, she’s mine. I storm over to them and she jumps back, surprised to see me standing here, and Hush just shakes his head. Glaring at her as I undo my jeans, I whip my cock out and take aim. I hit my intended mark right where I wanted. Right on her tits and her fucking crotch.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she screams and jumps back.

“Marking my fucking territory.”

“You just pissed on me like a fucking dog!” she stomps her foot like a toddler and comes at me, arms swinging, a fist connecting with my jaw.

Grabbing her wrist before she tries again, I head butt her in the face to stop her. “Calm the fuck down. You were about to give away my pussy. I did what I had to do. You’re mine, baby. Nobody else gets your pussy.”

Her hand comes up to her face to wipe away the blood from her split lip. “He’s letting us stay here until he cleans up your damn mess. The least I could do was offer him my mouth or cunt. Fuck, man. Take a chill pill.”

“So, you wanted Hush dead? Is that what you’re saying?” I growl at her. “You let me fuck other bitches, but then kill them for it. Should I be like that too?”

She shrugs. “That would be hot as hell, but no, I don’t want Hush dead. Just forget it. Whatever, it’s not happening now. I smell like piss, you’re such an asshole.” she gags as she takes another whiff. “I need another damn shower.” She starts to walk off.

“Good, talk your talk, I’m getting a bitch to suck me off, and you can’t kill her. That’s your punishment.”

“Oh, fuck that.” She turns back to me, grabs my hand and takes me with her. “After I clean your nasty piss off me, you can fuck me again.”

Well, fuck, I ain’t turning down that offer. I grin as we walk to the room together. All the men in the club are staring at us like we need medication, except for Oak. Fucker is jacking himself off as he eyes Trinity. Sick bastard. And people think I’m fucked in the head. At least I don’t roll around in shit like a fuckin’ pig.

**

Shooting the shit with Hush and Cruiz, while Trinity is napping, I realize that right at this moment, I feel at peace. Don’t think I’ve ever had fucking peace in my life. “You know, if you hand Trinity over to your club, we’ll be coming after you ourselves,” Hush tells me, passing me a blunt.

“Didn’t realized you cared about her so much.” Too much.

His hands tighten around his glass. “Don’t mistake me, Killer. Trinity’s like a sister to me, a bat shit little serial killer sister, but still like blood to me. That piss scene back there wasn’t necessary. I never would have taken her up on it. The furthest I’ve ever gone with her is watching, can’t deny she’s hot as fuck. In fact, her club, is now a sister club of ours. She’s gonna be pissed when she finds out, but we did what we had to do. Once this shit is over, I have no doubt she’s gonna storm this place. Shit part is, over the last few days while y’all were having your fuckfest we cleaned house. Half her girls were blowing through the product instead of getting it ready for shipment. A few girls abandoned ship the day she left and took all the money in her safe too. And two of those cunts were moles. Planted there by someone in your club. We handled all that because we got her back.”

Well fuck. I take another toke of puff puff pass.


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