Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
She cried out. Pleasure and pain worked together, and it felt so good. She didn’t want him to stop.
Damion started slow, making her feel every inch of him as he worked his cock inside her. Then, it was like a flip switched and with each thrust, he got faster, harder, deeper, and she knew in that shower, within that moment, they were fucking. He reached between her thighs and started to stroke her clit, and he worked her pussy, building her up, driving her higher and higher.
Vicki didn’t know if he intended to keep her at that peak, or send her over the edge. He sent her right over the edge, and she pressed back against him, almost begging for more. Hungry for him.
Damion joined her seconds later, and she heard his masculine growl and also felt every pulse as he filled her pussy.
Chapter Ten
Damion had never been good with kids. Even when he was a kid, he’d never been great with his peers.
It was Saturday, and Vicki was working at the diner. Delphine was busy, which was convenient. Smithy and Pete were at the church helping with final preparations. He was due to marry Vicki next week.
Six days.
Dhalia and Betsy were sitting at his dining room table. Betsy was drawing a picture, as she didn’t have a lot of schoolwork. According to the teachers, Betsy always finished her work early and did her homework in school as well. The young girl was so adorable.
He sipped his coffee and saw Dhalia scratching her head.
“Fuck!” she said.
Betsy gasped. “That’s a bad word.”
“I know. I know. I just ... math is stupid. There is no point to it. It’s stupid.” She rubbed her temples. “Ugh, it’s giving me a headache.” She looked toward him. “Do you know when Vicki is getting home?”
“Three hours.”
Dhalia wrinkled her nose. “Nope, I can’t spend three hours trying to figure this out.”
Damion didn’t want to do schoolwork, but when Vicki got in, he didn’t want her dealing with it either. Even though he had kept his distance from these two since they had moved in, he had no choice but to sit at the table and act like the adult.
He sat down next to Dhalia and held out his hand. “Let me look.”
She handed him the book, and as he suspected, it was algebra, which was fucking stupid, but it needed to be done. So, for the next two hours, he and Dhalia worked through the equation, and he guided her as best he could.
Once those two hours were done, Dhalia closed her books, sunk back, and sighed. “Thanks,” Dhalia said.
“Don’t mention it.”
“You know, you didn’t have to ... take us in,” Dhalia said. Betsy was still coloring.
He got to his feet, because he needed more coffee. Actually, after two hours of algebra, he needed a fucking whiskey, but he was not going to cave in to that impulse. Dhalia didn’t take the hint, and followed him to the kitchen. She grabbed a soda from the fridge.
“Your point?” Damion said, knowing there was no reason for him to put off this conversation. If they didn’t have it now, he had a feeling Dhalia was going to find a way to do it another time.
“Simple, you could have taken Vicki, got her to leave us behind, or at least paid for us to stay in a separate house. No one wants a woman’s baggage, and we’re Vicki’s siblings, not her kids.”
“Again, I don’t see your point.”
“It’s not a point, it’s a question.”
“You haven’t asked me anything, Dhalia. You’ve made statements.”
“Why did you?” Dhalia asked.
He looked at her. “You really want to know?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“Because I love Vicki, and I know she loves you, and whatever she loves, I love,” Damion said.
He saw his words hit Dhalia hard, and it was in that moment he realized something. Annette had fucked with these kids’ heads for a long freaking time. They didn’t know who their fathers were, and their mother treated them like a burden.
“Love?” Dhalia asked.
“Yeah, I know we don’t know each other a lot. We’re new to each other, but I care about you, Dhalia, and your sister, and your brothers. Even that little shit that’s joining The Lords. I care, and that is not going to stop. Once I care about someone, there is no letting go.”
Dhalia nodded her head and he saw the tears in her eyes. “I’m really happy Vicki found you.”
“One day, there is going to be a guy, or a girl, whatever your preference is, and when that happens, I’m going to make sure they treat you right. I don’t want to think of you as my kid, Dhalia, because I’m not going to think of Vicki as my kid, but know this—the moment you moved in here, you became mine. I will take care of you, and all that bad shit is over.”