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I still could’ve stopped it, but this was what Raker thought of me. Just a mouth. Just a hole. So I was a good little club whore and opened my mouth wide, swallowing down his cousin.

His cum tasted like bitter gall, sour milk down my throat and I almost gagged, but I forced it down.

He finally stepped away, giving me an unobstructed view of Raker grunting as he came, the strong tendons in his throat moving.

I felt his eyes on me then, angry and heated.

“Best fuck I’ve had in a long time,” he grunted to Angel.

My stomach roiled and I stumbled to my feet.

I had made the wrong choice. There was no future for me here.

I heard Angel giggle as I got to my feet and ran down the hallway and into the room I had shared with him. My stomach heaving, I threw up in the sink as a sickly heat broke out over myface and chest. When I clutched the cool porcelain my eye caught the reflection of one of my tattoos in the mirror.

Raker had written his ownership all over me.

Fuck! I wanted to claw them from my skin.

I could never tell Raker now. He only cared about his status and money. I was totally wrong to think he would accept and love our baby.

Now I had to get as far as I could from him and try to put my life back together.

Trembling, I stuffed clothes and my few belonging into my backpack.

Then I picked up one of his spare phones.

My only priority right now was my baby, and I would need at least some money to find a new apartment.

If Raker didn’t keep his promises,neither would I.

CHAPTER 12

Raker

It took about two seconds after I rage-released in Angel’s pussy for me to regret what I had done.

Now that had just been goddamn stupid of me.

Putting my cock down anyone else’s throat or fucking other pussy just isn’t the same anymore. Sunni is the only one who really satisfies me, really draws that fucking cum from my balls and empties my sack.

Despite what happened, she’s a good girl really, my little sunshine, and even though I wouldn’t allow anyone else to even be on the goddamn property after doing something so foolish, I know she only did it because she cares so much.

She just needed to be taught a lesson and reminded about what her place in the world is. It is my job as President to make a good marriage and strengthen our club. Of course I’ll still spend most of my nights at the club with her even after I marry. I should have mentioned that to her before, but if I didn’t I’ll remind her so she’s not too distressed about my upcoming marriage. It won’t change anything between us.

So even though I just shot a load in Angel’s cunt, my eyes are still on Sunni as she leaves the room.

Even though she’s being a little shit who needs to be taught a lesson, I still don’t like her leaving like that.

But I’m the club Prez. I can’t run after Sunny, even though I want to.

So I light up a cigarette and lean back in my chair, pretending like my skin isn’t itching, wondering where she went and why she didn’t come back.

Angel was still around, hanging off my arm and whispering that she wanted to ride my dick again.

I shook her off impatiently.

“Get off me. Go fuck with someone else now.”

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