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“That’s fucking diabolical,” Marx grins as Chewy gently takes off the front pack with Chomper and hands him over to Pops who straps him on way too easily. It’s as if he’s been practicing or something.

Once Chewy is Chomper free she takes her dildo, moves behind Hammer and does exactly as she said. It’s brutal and disgusting and yet there’s a feeling of righteousness about the whole thing. This man has done unspeakable things to women and children. He deserves this and everything else Chewy’s genius can come up with.

Stepping back from a broken Hammer, Chewy removes her gloves and blows her hair out of her face.

“Savage and Dex, he’s all yours. Gag him, whip him, paddle him, do whatever you want, as long as you finish by choking him. This needs to look like rough sex gone bad, got it?”

The men share an evil grin. “Yeah, we got it,” Dex says, rubbing his hands together.

“What do you say we get outta here, Pixie?” Tav whispers, then sucks on my neck softly.

“I thought you’d never ask,”

Tav

I give Gus the eye, who then rolls his, gives me a nod and then tips his head at the door.

“Was that some type of weird Tombs language?” Pixie teases as we hold hands, swinging them as we head into the clubhouse.

“Yup, very special. We mainly do it because Chewy can never figure out the code. Makes it easier to surprise her.”

“Why would you want to?” she asks, tipping her head up.

“Chewy believed in Santa for a really long time. In her mind, parents don’t lie, so Santa must be real. When they died, it landed on me and the boys to become Santa. The problem being you cannot hide ANYTHING with Chewy around. She’ll find whatever it is you’ve hidden. We had to come up with a secret language and work as a team to make sure we could keep everything a secret. It was fucking exhausting.” I chuckle, thinking back to having to distract Chewy and then head nod at my brothers to move shit to a different hidey hole because she was on to us.

“You are such a good man, Tav. You love your family so much, and I am so glad that me and the kids are a part of it.”

We stand in the common room, surrounded by rubber dicks, and I cannot think of any place I’d rather be. I cup her face and then gently press my lips to hers.

“Oh finally, you’re back! We’ve been waiting. Can we have a sleepover in your room?” Cove asks, jumping up and down on her toes.

I snort when I see the look on my woman’s face, then hide my smile in her neck as I cuddle her to me. She’s having none of that, pinching me in the soft spot under my arm.

“Ow! You learned that from Pops!” I accuse her.

“Damn right,” she grins. “So, what do you say Ol Man?”

Looking at Cove’s bright face shining up at me, and Elio’s little smile, I can’t help it. “Yes. But first showers and then PJ’s.” They run off screaming, well at least one of them does.

“You’re a good man, Tav, and I love you,”

Later on, in the early hours, I try really hard to remember those words as Elio’s knobbly foot rearranges my balls inside my sack. Lifting my head, I see the reason. Cove is sleeping across the bed, her head on Pixie’s shoulder, her feet in Elio’s back. The poor kid is arched around her foot, his toes in my junk.

Realizing that I’ll probably end up neutered if this carries on I roll out of bed and rearrange the kids. Checking the time and realizing that it’s essentially the early morning I decide to get up and get my day started, knowing full well I won’t get back to sleep.

Throwing on some clothes and my cut over the top I head into the kitchen to get a head start on the coffee machine. Instead, seeing Vic already leaning against the counter, cup in hand, his phone in the other.

“Hey man, you’re up early,” I say, grabbing the pot and pouring myself a cup.

“Yeah, we’re wanting to get on the road early. Justice called. He has a number of women and children to be homed, so we’ve been talking to our contacts. Loyal is going to help us.” He smiles at the thought.

After we left the Keep, he and Dom met up with Loyal and gave her the keys and directions to their place, promising that he’d be away overnight and then head back.

“She’s a tough woman to survive in there.”

“Yeah, she is. But she’s a real sweetheart too. I’m looking forward to working with her.”

I grin at him before addressing the elephant in the room. Or gator. “Soooo, are you going to take your gator with you?”

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