Chapter 24

Spook

By the time Friday turned into Saturday morning, we had carted Dimitri and his two goons to headquarters. The girls were taken to the hospital and checked over. The Pinks stayed with them, as well as Chase, Ryker, Poison and Banshee.

Mad Dog allowed us a little one on one time with Dimitri who was handcuffed and shackled to the metal table. The conversation didn’t get us anymore information, but Mad Dog updated us as we were leaving that Dimitri’s black book contained enough people who’d sell Dimitri out. He wasn’t just dealing with politicians and philanthropist. He had CEO’s of multimillion dollar companies, oil tycoons and wealthy ranchers all over the U.S.

When it came to Greer’s mom, we could only assume that Dimitri took her out or she ran off and hid. I thought for sure Greer would feel some sort of grief towards Farrah, but she didn’t feel a thing but relief in the hopes that Farrah no longer existed on this earth.

Life in the Southern Chaotic’s and Rioting Devils world went back to normal. The weeks after the incident, Greer and Ryland moved into my house. I haven’t been able to leave her side and she hasn’t wanted to give Ryland up even to sleep in her crib.

It’s been two weeks since we started living with each other and there’s been no ‘Spook-Greer’ alone time. I’m about at my wits end and I’m close to taking what I want.

Right now, she’s in the fucking shower after getting home from bartending at Dani’s. My thoughts are full of her sliding her hands up and down her body as the soap suds and flows. Her head is tossed back as the water courses down her face, her supple tits and then down between her luscious thighs.

I begin to stroke my cock slowly as the images consume me. My balls tingle and a speed up my rhythm.

I’m brought out of my fantasy when I feel water dripping on my chest. I open my eyes to Greer lingering over me.

“Keep going.” She says huskily.

“How ‘bout you help me and I’ll return the favor?” I place my hand on her hip and slide it between her thighs cupping her pussy. She moans with my touch.

She moves forward and starts straddling me. “No, Princess. Turn around facing my legs and suck my cock.” She slowly reverses her position, sitting her wet pussy on my chest. As she bends forward, I lift her hips and bring her pussy to my mouth.

“Spook.” She moans as my mouth engulfs her pussy and I suck.

I pull my head back and wait for her to get to work on my aching cock. “Princess, your mouth my cock, now.” I growl.

Finally, I feel her tongue swipe the precum from the head and swirl her tongue around the tip. Her mouth gradually surrounds my cock making her way to the base. My cock hits the back of her throat as her nose nuzzles my balls and she swallows.

“Fuck.” I grunt. “Just like that.” I get back to the task at hand while trying to keep my brain from short circuiting. I spread her ass cheeks and growl as I overwhelm her pussy and clit with my tongue and teeth.

I know she’s close when I slide two fingers through her wetness and then enter her. She’s spasming, but that’s not the only sign. She’s completely gone still with my cock still enveloped in her mouth.

I use as much strength as I can muster and lift her by her ass and spin her to face me. She’s so drunk with sensations, she collapses on my chest. “Princess, scoot down and take my cock. Ride me until I splash my cum into your tight cunt.”

After what seems like hours, but is really seconds, she lingers over my cock and teases me by barely lowering and retreating. She giggles, but the expression on my face must give her a hint that I’m not in the mood for playing. Her pussy’s been on my mind for months and she’s either going to sit on my cock and move or my ass will take over.

She lowers inch by inch on to my aching cock and stills. Her breaths come out in pants as she adjusts. I grip her hips in both hands and lift her, slamming her back down with force. She screams with the intrusion, but not in pain. No, my woman loves my cock and her screams and moans of ecstasy only cause me to continue.

My balls tighten and lift, and I know I’m about two thrust away from blowing my load. “Babe, you need to touch your clit.” I watch as she licks her middle finger and lowers it to her clit rubbing it desperately trying to catch her release.

Once, twice, three times I thrust and Greer screams above me throwing her head back and ending in a groan. The tightening and releasing of her cunt sucks the cum out of my cock and I denote inside her.

We lay there with her on top of me and me softly rubbing up and down her back for a few minutes until the question I’ve wanted to ask her for so long pops in my mind.

“Princess, I’ve wanted to ask you something for a while and it never felt like the right time. Right now probably isn’t the right time, but I’m relaxed, you’re relaxed, so why not.” I feel her nod against my chest. “Who is Ryland’s dad?” She tenses against me.

“I don’t know.” She whispers.

“I’m sorry I thought maybe you knew.”

“I know it’s shitty, but when you’re made to do the things I was made to do, you try to forget.”

“Understood. You know you can tell me about it and I’ll never judge you.”

She lifts her head and lays her forearms across my chest setting her chin on her hands. “There are times I can remember exactly what happen and there are other times I’ve blocked out for so long they’re a blur.” I nod and she continues. “It all started when I started developing, my boobs were bigger and my curves became visible. Dimitri started paying me a lot of attention and at first, I enjoyed it because my mother despised me. One night he took me to dinner with some of his colleagues and on the way home, he had the driver ride around until he told him to head back to the house. That night he took my innocence.”

I wipe the tears from her cheeks. “What else? It might help to get it all out.”

She clears her throat. “After that night, he started sending me off with different men. I went from this girl who just wanted to read a book in a quiet room to a girl who never stopped thinking about what the next monster would do to her. The visits with the men continued and the abortions started. They didn’t give a shit about me enough to put me on birth control. They didn’t want anyone to find out that their daughter needed it, so the multiple trips to the clinics out of town were enough. The turning point was when I started bleeding uncontrollably and they had to take me to the hospital. The glares we received when the doctors realized I was miscarrying and that it wasn’t the first D and C I’d ever had were priceless. I loved the look of disgust on their faces directed towards my mom and Dimitri.”

She sits up and runs her fingers through her hair lost in her story. “Once I healed from the surgery removing one of my tubes, condoms became a part of the contract and life went back to the Gustave normal. I did as I was told and didn’t fight them on anything. I wasn’t a person, Spook. I was an item for them to use. The more that I was violated, the more I got lost in my head. I was a shell of myself for years until I found out I was pregnant with Ryland. She woke me up and made me fight for us. I started plotting on the best way to get away and escape Nevada. A week later, I snuck out past the guards at night, hopped the fence and ran to the closest payphone and called Brute. I hid in an alleyway until I heard the rubble of motorcycles. Now, here I am with you and my daughter.”

I sit up wrapping my arms around her middle and pull her to me. “I’m glad you’re with me and I hate that you had to go through all that, but thank fuck it’s all over with and we can move forward.”