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“Fuck, that’s good, sugar,” Slade groaned, reaching back to tangle his fingers in my hair. “Harder. Hit the spot.”

My thighs quaked at his dirty words.

Alaric nuzzled up behind me, left unfulfilled from his time with Zethan. Cock unsheathed and clean, he eased into my pussy, with Zethan joining the huddle behind him to seal the orgy line.

“Fucking hell, we’re doing this every night,” Slade groaned, his grip on my hair tightening, making me slam into him as hard as I could.

“You like that, Daddy?” Slade pumped Castor’s dick and simultaneously rammed into his ass. “You like it hard? The way I give it to you?”

Castor groaned and leaned his head back, lost to the pleasure.

This was a long time coming, tension building between the two until it exploded. Incredibly hot. Satisfying in the most ruthless way.

“Fuck, Nurse A, I can feel your cream all over me.” Just like Daddy, Slade leaned back to taste my juices dripping down my thighs. Hot AF.

Pregnancy hormones did new things to my body. Made me wetter, hornier, and hotter, on top of the morning sickness.

“Shut up and fuck Daddy.” Slade was too tall, far from my reach to kiss and nip his mouth, leaving me no option but to spank the side of his ass to punctuate my command.

“Yeah, shut up, Prez.” Castor caught Slade’s neck and dragged him to meet his lips. “Take what she gives you like a good, little boy. Oh, fuck.” His lips parted as Slade hammered into him, leaving him speechless.

“Daddy’s about to come so hard.” Slade was merciless on Daddy’s cock, pumping him furiously, simultaneously drilling pleasure deep into him.

Pressure built to a dangerous level and heat inside of me. Any moment now, it would explode with such speed and intensity, I was going to black out.

Castor groaned, long and low, shaking with mindless ecstasy.

The pressure within me hit critical and broke, and I went over with him. Heat and pleasure scorched my mind and body. Adrift in my haze of pleasure, aftershocks rippling through me, my line of men came with blinding speed into each other.

My men were perfect. My new home perfect. My family perfect. My life even more perfect. Why the fuck couldn’t I stop worrying that this moment of joy wouldn’t last? That our little love nest and family were doomed.

CHAPTER30

Slade

Zethan and me again,suiting up for a drive like old times, this stint without anything to identify us. It felt good to get the weight off my shoulders and spend more time with him. Reminded me of why I joined the club in the first place. To rebel against the corrupt police and politicians in the town that thought they could lie, cheat, and steal, fucking over the citizens of Bathurst.

I hoped today brought us closer together and reminded him of what our friendship used to be like. Reminded him of the importance of brotherhood. Reminded him why he joined the Jackals—to get justice for the women the cops failed to protect in domestic violence situations.

I grabbed a collection of weapons, knives, knuckle dusters, guns, and stuffed weapons into the bag.

“Remind me of the plan again,” Zethan asked.

I glared at him, stashing three more Glock 9mm across the dark vehicle we used for surveillance. It wasn’t like him to forget the plot. “You get your brains fucked out last night?”

He concealed his own weapons inside his boots, arm holsters, and the inside of his forearms. “I was a little preoccupied with the good news.” The dark metal of his gun was well camouflaged against the ink of the Hellhound on his arms.

Fuck. Me, too. My old lady with four pups cooking in her belly. Best fucking news I had in a long time. I wasn’t able to wipe the smile from my face since she surprised us with Daddy gifts.

“You look happy.” Zethan repeatedly checked his holsters as if he worried he’d lose his weapons.

More than happy. Overjoyed. “Very. You?”

“Stoked, man.” He didn’t need to tell me that. I felt his elation on the bond. His need to get a second chance. The desire to give Mia companions.

I thumped him on the back three times. “I haven’t seen you like this in a while.” Since Aaliyah agreed to stay with us as our mate. Spoiled by all the chaos in the club.

I left my hand on his shoulder, wanting to keep my brother close.

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