THE SACRIFICE: Secret Society Romance (4Horsemen Series Book 3)
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My arms around her, I stuck her to my side as I carefully climbed down the ladder and set her down safely before one of her helicopter parents' senses went off.
Just like she told me, Mayhem was sitting at the foot of the tree, patiently waiting to be needed.
He took a shining to Daisy almost immediately when we integrated him into the fold of our lives. He may be adopted but he was mine through and through.
Daisy walked ahead when I playfully pushed him, “Why weren’t you convincing her to come to the party, punk?”
He did a dramatic shrug, “I’m not stupid, dad. Daisy does what she wants and when she needs to laugh, I’m ready.”
Kid was smarter than I was already now about love.
So why didn’t that ease the ache in my chest that one day she’d break his heart?
The party was happening like it never missed us, thankfully, none of this needed the kind of attention I gave it. I watched my tribe: Phoenix, Kilo, Remy, Ajax, and Mayhem all run wild with excitement as I wrapped my arms around Grace from behind.
My lips found her neck when I whispered, “I wouldn’t trade this for anything.”
Laughing, she looked down at her belly, “I hope not, we’re having another one, you lunatic.”
Her smile was the sun, and I was basking in it as I felt her ass wiggle against my crotch waking up Anarchy.
Swallowing a groan my hands held her against me not letting the friction stop when I whispered, “Let’s run off. I can manage to worship you in under ten. It’s hard but someone’s gotta do it.”
Looking at the guys ahead, they were all tense from a lack of sleep from having to parent and be who we are. They weren’t thriving as well as I was and I was going to take leaving them with all the kids as a strategic move.
Grace took my hand pulling me behind her into the kitchen that was empty because all the food and drinks were outside when she tried to quickly slip her panties down her legs.
Desperation locations only.
It’s all about getting it on when you can, where you can, and how you can with five kids around. Most of our sexy time now included quickies in every quiet corner of the house, lunchtime romps at the office, and handies under blankets. We even used code words like anarchy or wings and had signals like wearing my red satin robe whenever we were in the mood. We were pros at this point.
Smirking at her struggling, she playfully pushed me against the wall while trailing kisses from my lips down my neck, making me ache even more to be inside of her. I made my move to box her in when I lifted her onto a stool and ran my hands up the inside of her thighs silently demanding her to open them for me.
Pulling up her flowy sundress to her hips I felt my cock raging - nothing but pure anarchy and her good graces were always the cure.
My hands worked to get my pants undone when my girth fell into my hand. I couldn’t help but tease her when I started stroking myself while her knees pinned against my hips.
“Khaos, don’t be evil.”
Smearing my tip along her wet clit I thrusted myself inside of her with no romantic gesture, this was with only the brutal desire that we were both craving.
Trying to already catch my breath I worked my hips into hers before pulling out, feeling her mold to my cock, proving how we were truly puzzle pieces.
Her hands grasped at my sides while every thrust grated the stool across the kitchen tile until her back was against the countertop.
“Khaos, please don’t stop,” she whimpered into my mouth through moans, the way she loved to now.
She's learned a lot about being strong and how much strength it takes to be weak.
Her whimpers were on top of my favorite sounds list now, along with her laugh.
A wave of relentless thrusts later I let my mouth find her neck when I licked up to her ear making her break out into goosebumps. “Don’t hold back, babe,” I cooed in her ear hoping she’d come all over me so I could stop pretending I wasn’t ready yet.
Edging be damned, all the moments surrounding these were considered edging and when I finally got between her legs it was relief.
Shaking against her wet walls I clamped my teeth down on her shoulder as I felt her tighten around me in a painful vice. Her moans and heavy breaths hit my neck while my hand cupped her ass holding her against me as she came undone.
“That’s it baby, come for me,” with my own words I felt myself jerk even more when my hips moved slowly, painfully slowly, as I spilled inside her.
We were both out of breath trying to cover up what we just did with silence when my mom, dad, and sisters walked through the open door with arms wide open.
Grace was crushed red even though she was still more tawny than I was from boarding and surfing. The doctor encouraged it until she was past the six-month mark then we’d revisit the list of do’s and save for laters.
Still inside Grace, I braced my hands on either side of her feeling the cold marble of the island when I whispered, “Whatever you do… don’t move.”
Looking down still I spoke up, “Kind of busy right now but if you wanna go outside we’ll be there in a second…” I was hoping for once my parents would hear the need for boundaries in my voice, but they didn’t.
My mom came further into the kitchen to put beers in the fridge when she muttered, “It’s rude to not host your guests outside. The panic on their faces is priceless though.”
“Vic the Dick is panicked and I’m missing it?” Grace's swift hand slapped my arm bringing me back to reality when I leaned away enough to tuck myself back in discreetly.
Grace all but came undone again until she felt a sense of emptiness that made her eyes find mine.
“Mom. Busy. Please go outside and check on the kids.” I was stern, but when did that ever get me anywhere? Stern from me was about as scary as heights, you learn it’s not that bad pretty quickly.
My family finally left when my dad scooped up a pair of red panties and hung them on a chair on his way out. I knew he was smirking even though he didn’t flash it my way.
“Fuck, I love you,” I groaned between us before my lips captured hers.
Already dusting off our midday romp, Grace was ready to rejoin the party when I was still shaking it off. She dragged me along while I buttoned my ripped jeans back up and smoothed out my baseball jersey.
Wasn’t my sport but when you look this good in it, why not? It already paid for itself.
Grabbing a soda, still sober and not regretting it, I sat down at the table with the boys. Leaning back into the anti-gravity lounger I didn’t realize all their eyes on me.
Vic looked at me, his face serious, “How are you doing this?” His finger swirled in the air.
Shrugging, I took a gulp of my soda, “What? It’s a kid’s party bro. They aren’t hard to please.”
Bowen stepped in pouring Henny over his coke, at least he was watering it down somehow, “No… handling the tribe of hooligans like it’s nothing. Your kids are wild animals.”
He wasn’t lying. My kids were reckless, active, a handful most days, making their kids look easy.
Shrugging again, I was always meant for this. I was constantly trying to convince Grace to adopt more and I finally got her to agree to having our three biological and three adopted.
Smirking when I realized I had something on them all finally… I was built for happiness while they still struggled to accept it. “I’m just made for this.”
Mayhem came over and I sat up ready to go full dad mode when he stood in front of Grimm instead, “Sir, I have a really cool name and I’m part of this secret thing that I can’t talk about...” We all looked at each other wondering where this was going, especially me since I was the only one of us so open with my kids about that secret thing called the Clave like my dad was with me. He continued, “I’m gonna grow up with Daisy.”
Grimm squinted at him, not sitting up one inch at the declaration, “Yeah, you’ll all grow up together.”
Mayhem’s small fist
banged against his thigh, “No. I’m her person. Only heads up I’m giving.”
Grimm practically spit out his drink when Mayhem disappeared back into the chaos of the party leaving us all to chew on his words.
Looking at me, Grimm said it with so much conviction, “He touches her, and I’ll kill him. I don’t care if he’s yours.”
I believed him with every fiber of my being, yet I smirked against his threat because I knew love stories hit differently when it’s painful before it feels good.
No one truly saw Daisy the way my son already did. She was the feng shui to his mayhem.
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