Titan (Hades Abyss MC 5): Mississippi Chapter

by Harley Wylde

  Titan (Hades Abyss MC 5)

  Harley Wylde

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  Table of Contents

  Titan (Hades Abyss MC 5)

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Epilogue

  Dear Reader

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  Titan (Hades Abyss MC 5)

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  Delilah -- I love my family. I really do. But having three older brothers and an overprotective father doesn’t make it easy to have a life. They’ve run off every guy I’ve ever tried to date. It’s time I made a life of my own, even if that means I have to leave home to do it. I never thought I’d end up in yet another town with a motorcycle club, or that I’d be working out of their clubhouse as a webcam girl. I enjoy the freedom, and the money. No one would ever believe I’m technically a virgin. I haven’t even been really, truly kissed much less done anything else with a guy before. When the club President, Titan, kissed me, then issued a challenge, how could I possibly refuse?

  Titan -- I no longer looked at the girls frequenting the clubhouse the same way I had before. Being a dad changed my perspective, especially since I had a daughter. I still had fun, but it had lost its appeal. Then she walked in. Too young. Too innocent. Until she asked to join the webcam girls. The thought of strange men watching her made my hands clench. It was safer if only I had access to the feed, or so I told myself. Really, I’m just being a possessive bastard. Delilah will be mine, whether she realizes it or not. One kiss is all it takes for me to know she belongs to me. When she’s taken, I know I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back, and I’ll bury anyone who’s hurt her. Delilah is mine, and I will kill to protect her.

  Prologue

  Delilah

  My older brother, Griffin, gave me the kind of look only your big brother could give. One that conveyed love, frustration, and a small amount of disbelief. I had to admit, I’d dropped a bomb on him. Ever since my friend Missy had moved away, I’d felt the urge to leave town and start a life elsewhere. It wasn’t that I didn’t love my family because I did, but my dad was overprotective, as were my three older brothers. As the baby of the family, and the only girl, I never got to have any fun.

  Every single date I’d ever been on had been interrupted by one of my brothers. After a while, I’d given up on even trying. What was the point?

  “You’re doing what?” Griffin asked.

  “I’m going to move. Missy lives in a small town in Mississippi. She seems to like it there, and I thought I might go visit. If I like it well enough, I’ll find a job and stay there. Otherwise, I’ll move on until I find the place to call home.”

  Griffin’s jaw tightened. “You have a home, Delilah. Here. What do you think Dad will say? Or Mom? You’ll break her heart.”

  No, I wouldn’t. I’d already had this discussion with her, and while she wasn’t ready for me to move on, she understood. Besides, she knew exactly how I felt. My mother loved her life with my dad, but we’d talked enough about her past for me to know she’d felt stifled by her father. She’d gone against him to stay with my dad. Back then, Dad had been a mechanic at a rundown shop on the wrong side of town. Now he owned three garages with a towing service called Camelot. I still rolled my eyes but had to admit it was a little cute since my dad was Lance and my mom was Gwen.

  “You can’t talk me out of this, Griffin. I’m old enough to go off on my own. I don’t need your permission, or anyone else’s. In case you’ve forgotten, I’m an adult.”

  He folded his arms and leaned back in the booth. “Only children feel the need to tell people they’re adults.”

  I refrained from sticking my tongue out at him and proving his point. I might only be twenty, but at twenty-five, Griffin wasn’t exactly a wise old man. Merely a smartass who thought he knew everything and liked to give me orders. I couldn’t deny he’d had my back more times than I could count, but I was tired of him trying to run my life. Between him, Ben, and James, I’d never get to experience life to the fullest. If I didn’t make mistakes, how would I learn anything?

  For that matter, I’d had to take my own virginity with a sex toy because they never let any guy get close enough for me to experience the real thing. If I didn’t move away, I’d end up dying alone with a hundred cats.

  “When’s the last time you went on a date?” I asked.

  He shrugged. “Last night. Why?”

  I leaned forward, putting my elbows on the table. “Because my last date was over six months ago, and it was over in all of twenty minutes thanks to Ben barging in and ruining everything. Not one single guy in this town has asked me out since, and they aren’t likely to either. Between you, Ben, and James, I can’t make it through an entire date. You’re fucking up my life, Griffin. I love you, all of you, but I need some space. I’m never going to get it here.”

  I still remembered the one and only time I’d tried to go to the Dixie Reapers compound for a party. It was a year ago, and I’d already turned nineteen. I’d hoped to finally experience sex with another person and not something that required batteries. Ben had caught me at the gate and hauled me home. I’d been so embarrassed and never attempted to get inside there again. I’d heard the stories but didn’t think it could be as wild as people said. I remembered some of their kids from school. While it was true, Farrah had been rather rowdy, the others hadn’t seemed so bad. They’d all been a bit younger than me, even Farrah.

  “I’m not asking permission,” I said. “I have some money saved up, a car, and don’t need anything else. I’m leaving whether any of you like it or not. It’s not like I won’t ever come home.”

  Griffin stood and tossed some money onto the table, even though our food hadn’t arrived yet. “I can’t stand back and
watch you ruin your life, Delilah. If you wanted my blessing, I’m sorry. I can’t give it.”

  “I wish you didn’t feel that way,” I said. I’d known this wouldn’t go well, but I’d hoped he’d at least try to listen and understand. “Mom already knows. My bags are packed and I’m leaving today.”

  He stormed off and I worried he’d never forgive me. Didn’t he realize I had to grow up? I couldn’t live here the rest of my life with my brothers running off every guy I tried to date. Too short, too tall, a player, too nerdy. They’d come up with one excuse after another, but it boiled down to them not wanting me to have a boyfriend.

  I’d had enough.

  My phone jingled with a text from Missy. You on the road yet?

  I quickly typed a response. Not yet. Need to eat.

  Hurry the fuck up! I can’t wait to tell you more about the job I have.

  She’d alluded to a racy job, one my parents and brothers would hate, but she hadn’t given a lot of details. Missy had sworn she wasn’t a prostitute or call girl, so there was that small blessing. I didn’t begrudge anyone earning a living however they needed, or wanted, to but I knew I’d never make it in that sort of profession.

  Still… I hoped I wasn’t about to go down a path of ruin I’d never recover from. It was one thing to leave home and try to be independent and another to fall so far there was no way back.

  My food arrived and I dug in, refusing to let Griffin ruin my appetite. Besides, if I wanted to make it by nightfall to my new home, I’d need all the fuel I could get. I hated stopping on road trips when I was alone. If I didn’t need gas or a bathroom, I wasn’t about to get off the highway. I’d heard too many horror stories of women raped or abducted from rest stops or other isolated places.

  I finished my meal and headed out to my car. What I hadn’t told Griffin was that everything was already stored in the trunk of my Camaro. I loved my car and ran my fingers over the bright yellow paint. It was a few years old and looked like Bumblebee in the Transformers movie. The car had been a bone of contention between my dad and grandpa, but they’d finally compromised. Grandpa insisted on gifting me a car when I graduated high school, and Dad had refused to let him give me a “foreign piece of shit.” I hadn’t cared what car I got as long as it didn’t fall apart.

  Before I left town, I needed to make one stop. I knew my dad and Ben would be at the garage over on Pearson Avenue. I pulled into the lot and braced myself, not knowing if this would be a mistake or not. Dad would either get mad and tell me good riddance, get pissed and yell that I wasn’t going anywhere, or he’d hug me and wish me well. I wasn’t counting on option three since I was his only daughter.

  Ben waved at me as I walked past and went into Dad’s office, and I quietly closed the door. He had his feet kicked up on the desk, the phone to his ear. He gave me the just a minute gesture, holding one finger up, so I stood and waited. After he wrapped up his call, he got up and hugged me tight.

  “Haven’t had you drop by my work in a while,” he said.

  “Well, I needed to talk to you about something. And I’m kind of hoping if there are witnesses you won’t try to kidnap me and toss me into the back of your truck.”

  He took a step back, frowning. “Why would I do that?”

  I sucked in a breath and braced myself. Mom had taken it well, but I had a feeling Dad would be more like Griffin. I’d been his little girl for so long, and he wasn’t ready to let go. Even when I’d checked out colleges, he’d insisted I not go far from home. Which was why I hadn’t gone at all.

  “Because I’m leaving town. I’m moving.”

  He stared and didn’t move or make a sound. My fingers twitched and I shifted my weight.

  “I’m twenty, Dad, and I can’t live with you and Mom forever. It’s time I made my own way in the world. With Griffin, Ben, and James always lurking in the shadows, I never get a chance to do anything fun around here. I can’t have a boyfriend or any sort of normal life. So I’m going to move closer to Missy. I’ll only be a day’s drive away and it’s not like I’ll never come home.” I stopped rambling and realized my dad was far quieter than he’d ever been in my entire life.

  “Does your mom know?” he asked.

  I gave a quick nod and hoped I hadn’t just started a fight between my parents. My dad adored my mom, but they’d had some fights that I’d thought would bring the house down. The longer he went without saying anything, the more nervous I became. I shifted, moving slightly closer to the door in case I needed to run for it.

  “Guess I can’t keep you home,” he said softly. “You better send your address when you get there and call every day. If I don’t hear from you, I’m coming to make sure you’re okay. Understood?”

  My mouth opened and shut a few times before I found my words. “I understand. Thank you, Daddy. I’d thought this would be harder. Griffin didn’t react well.”

  My dad grunted. “Figures you’d tell your mom and brothers before me.”

  I moved closer, putting my arms around him. I rested my cheek on his chest and hugged him tight. “Maybe I was saving my favorite for last. Although, I only managed to tell Griffin. He took it so badly, I chickened out before I could tell the others.”

  He sighed and ran his hand down my hair. “Feels like I’m losing my little girl. Love you, Delilah. To the moon and back.”

  “Love you too, Daddy. I’ll always be your little girl, but it’s time for me to go live my life. I can’t promise I won’t make bad decisions, but I’ll learn from them. You don’t have to worry. You and Mom taught me everything I need to know in order to stand on my own two feet.”

  He pressed a kiss to my forehead and gave me a nudge. “Go on then. Get on the road and be careful.”

  I left his office before I was tempted to stay longer. Leaving my dad had been harder than I’d thought it would be. Ben’s eyes flashed with anger as I walked out into the bay where he’d been working on a car. Either he’d overheard my conversation with Dad, or Griffin had called him.

  “Love you, Ben,” I said. “It’s not forever. I just need some space.”

  “When you fall on your ass, don’t call me to pick you back up,” he muttered then turned his back on me.

  It hurt, but I tried to be understanding. After the way Ben and Griffin had reacted, there was no way I was saying bye to James in person. I’d call from somewhere along the way or after I reached my destination.

  I got in my car and hit the road, not looking back.

  I only hoped I was doing the right thing.

  Chapter One

  Titan -- Two Months Later

  I leaned back in my chair, mesmerized by the wanton little angel filling my computer screen. She’d blown into town a few months ago, and it hadn’t been long before Missy brought her around for a job. Even though Hades Abyss would never exploit women, the girls had come to us for protection. Three of the rooms at the back of the clubhouse had been converted for their business.

  But this one… Delilah. I’d known she was special the moment I set eyes on her. Which was why the little show she was putting on wasn’t viewed by anyone except me. I’d made sure of it. Wizard had orders to give me a direct feed from her webcam every time she was scheduled. She didn’t realize all the money came from my wallet and not countless viewers. Even though she didn’t earn as much as the others, it didn’t seem to bother her.

  Her lips parted as she pinched her nipples, her gaze on the camera. “Do you like that? Want more?”

  Fuck yes! I waited, knowing what would happen next.

  “Twenty dollars and I’ll use the vibrating nipple clamps,” the little temptress said.

  I clicked the button. Wizard had worked his magic so it appeared she had at least five men viewing her show. I was able to bid as each one in order to keep up the ruse. The moment I’d realized what she’d intended to do, I’d put Wizard to work on this setup. No fucking way anyone was going to watch her except me. I’d gut any asshole who dared, which was why the men in the
club gave her a wide berth. They were nice enough, not a single one would do more than share a drink with her.

  She picked up the toys and clipped first one then the other to her nipples and turned them on. Delilah moaned and tossed her head back. “Feels so good. Another ten and I’ll turn up the speed.”

  Her gaze flicked to her screen and I pressed the button for a bid from another alias. She smiled and made the clamps vibrate harder. Her eyes went dark as her back arched. Jesus but she was fucking beautiful. My dick was hard as granite as I watched her little performance, bidding for each thing she did during her show. What I really wanted was to make her come in person, to feel her wet heat around my dick as I pounded into her sweet little pussy.

  She held up a dildo, small compared to me. She licked the tip and my cock jerked. I unfastened my pants for some relief, feeling like the denim was going to strangle my dick. When she sucked the head of the dildo into her mouth, I knew I was a goner. I reached for the lube I kept at my desk just for her shows and slicked my hand before gripping my cock. I stroked as she worked the toy in and out of her mouth, wishing she was kneeling at my feet right now.

  “So good,” she murmured. “But it would be even better somewhere else… My pussy? Or my ass?”

  Fuck! My heart hammered in my chest.

  “Twenty for my pussy or fifty for my ass,” she said.

  I quickly bid the fifty, then just to make sure she took the bait, I upped it another ten from a different alias. She reached for her own bottle of lube and saturated the dildo before working some of the oil into her ass. She licked the suction cup on the bottom and stuck it to the floor, then adjusted herself so I’d have a side view of her fucking herself with the toy.

  She was a Goddamn goddess. My own personal porn star.

  “Oh, it burns!” She bit her lip, her eyes wide. “I think I need some encouragement.”