Hades Pain (Devils Riot MC Book 6)

by E. C. Land

  As soon as the baby’s shoulders are out, my eyes widen in glee as I see it’s a baby girl.

  Doctor Taylors works quickly, getting the little girl situated and handed off to the nurse as baby two gets ready.

  “Alright, Connors, one more to go,” the doctor says.

  “You’re doing so great, baby. You got this,” Gadget says, kissing Steph’s forehead.

  “Mo chroí just a little bit longer, and you’ll be holding both our babies in your arms,” Dragon says soothingly in his usual rasp.

  “I don’t know if I can,” Steph murmurs only to scream out as a contraction hits her.

  “Quit your bitchin’, woman, and push. I wanna see this other baby,” I say, earning a glare from her, but it’s enough to get her moving. With five pushes, my little nephew makes his way into the world.

  “Baby, you did so damn good,” Gadget says, his voice thick with emotion as he looks down at my sister.

  “You were amazing. Thank you, mo chroí, for two beautiful babies. Our babies,” Dragon murmurs as he gently places Steph’s leg down. I’d already done the same and stepped back to give the three of them the space they needed.

  “Where are they? I wanna see. Did we have boys or girls?” Steph asks.

  “You are the proud parents of both a beautiful boy and a girl,” the nurse says as she brings both over to my sister.

  At the sight of her holding both babies, I leave them to it. I have my own news I want to share with the one who holds my heart. The man who can help me handle the nightmares whenever they arise.

  So much has changed in the last four months. We’ve gone from staying in his room at the clubhouse to buying a house we could make a home. Best part is it’s right next door to my sister. Hades even set up the back yard for a small ceremony where we were married in front of all our friends and family.

  Walking to the waiting room, I find Hades sitting directly in front of the doors, eyes focused on me as I make my way to him.

  “Well, do we have boys or girls?” Izzy asks from across the room.

  “Both,” I say, smiling, never taking my eyes off my man. The room fills with whoops and hollers as everyone shouts their excitement.

  Hades stands as I stop before him. “So when are we gonna add to the next generation of the Devil’s Riot, Precious?” he asks while wrapping his arms around my waist.

  “Umm, well, you see, we already are,” I whisper my announcement for only him to hear.

  The smile that crosses Hades’ face tells me all I need to know. “Fuckin’ love you, woman. You just made me one happy man. Givin’ me the family I’ve wanted since I was a kid. I promise you this, no one, and I mean no one, will ever get near you or our little one.”

  “You’re not gonna bubble wrap us, are you?” I ask, furrowing my brow.

  “No, baby, I got a better idea.” Chuckling, Hades pulls me flush against his chest.

  “What’s that?” I ask, tilting my head back to see his face.

  “Precious, you’ll find out soon enough. Now, I say we get out of here so I can show you my appreciation,” he says before leaning down and claiming my mouth.

  “Then what are you waiting for,” I ask breathlessly as he lifts me into his arms and heads for the exit, ignoring everyone else in the room.

  Throwing my arms around his neck, I hold on tight as Hades does what he’s done since it all began.

  Love me through it all. And for that, he’ll always hold my heart. Same as I hold his. As he says, I’m his queen, as he is my king.

  As long as my throne is his lap, I’ll gladly be his queen for the rest of my life and into the next.

  Devil’s Riot MC

  O – Ol’ Lady, C – Child

  Twister – Prez / Izzy – O

  Leanna Mercy – C

  Horse – VP / Kenny – O

  Jason Cole (JC) – C

  Kayla – C

  Thorn – Sergeant At Arms / Lynsdey – O

  William Michael (Bud) – C

  Anna- Leigh Cleo – C

  Rage – Road Captain / Cleo – O

  Reagan – C (deceased)

  Rosaline – C

  Dragon – Medic / Connors – O

  Gadget – Tech / Connors – O

  Logan – C

  Keegan – C

  Kagan – C

  Hades – Enforcer / Emerson – O

  Burner – Treasurer

  Badger – Member

  Shadow – Member

  Mac – Prospect

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  Chapter 1

  The only sensible way to live in this world is without rules

  ~ Unknown

  Rage

  I’ve been a shit father through and through. Never have I been what she was worthy of. Yet she still shows me some sort of compassion, even when I don’t deserve it. My daughter, Tala, doesn’t dare go by her real name. Instead, she has a road name as well. Her road name makes me swell with pride because it embodies every aspect of her personality. Tala goes by Boss, and it shows.

  I’ve done a lot of things wrong in my life, but I think I did something right when it came to her. Staying away from her when she was a kid kept her from turning into me. I wanted more for her. Fuck, I wanted better than the shit I had to deal with at her age. Fast forward to now, and she’s grown into a strong, feisty woman.

  All in all, she’s just like her mother. Every time I look at her, I see her mom. It’s like I’m looking at a ghost.

  We named her Tala because it translates to some meaning of ‘star’ in Filipino. I say we, but in all reality, it was her mother’s doing. I didn’t have a say. All I did was stick my cock in her and give her a great deal of grief for eighteen years. Even now, it’s still hard to believe that my daughter has a name that insinuates she’s light and bright. Meanwhile, I fathered her, and I know my darkness floods through her veins.

  “What’s wrong? You asked to stay here.” She peers over her desk and stares at me. I’m sitting on a leather couch across the room. It’s not a big room, but it’s all I need for now. I doubt I’ll be staying here too long, but you never can tell.

  Shaking my head, I respond. “Nothing. Just wondering why you’re letting me stay here. I wasn’t exactly the best father to you growing up.”

  Boss chuckles, running her hand across the back of her neck, she moves her hair out of the way. “No, you were the exact opposite. All of that is in the past, though. You’re still my blood, Dad.” Closing her eyes, she takes a moment and then opens them. “I know you’re a monster. I can’t find another word to even describe what you are, because there isn’t another that is more fitting.

  “Nonetheless, you’re my family . . . the only family that I have left. It may be selfish, but I don’t want anything to happen to you, no matter what you’ve done. You’re all I have left besides the club.” Worry crosses her face, even though she tri
es so hard to cover it up. I think because we’re alone in her office, she’s letting her true feelings slip through. Ever since she was a little girl, she’s always tried to act like things didn’t bother her. The sad reality is that she takes it harder than most. The only difference is that she hides it all under a mask. Only those who truly know her understand her emotions. I doubt she has many people who know her, though.

  I sit up a little straighter and take a good, hard look at her. Her tanned skin and jet-black hair accentuate her dark eyes. Sometimes, I have a hard time accepting that someone so beautiful could even be mine. “Kid, you’re gonna be alone one day. You won’t be able to stop people from coming after me. I’ve done a lot of shit, and I’ve made a lot of decisions. Decisions that others don’t like. Fuck, Tala, you know I’m no good. I’m the worst of the worst. We won’t ever be able to stop the inevitable from happening.”

  “I want to try.” The way it comes out of her mouth tells me that she really isn’t ready for me to die yet. All those times she told me that she wished I was dead back in her teenage years just went out the fuckin’ window. Looking up to me with sad eyes, she continues. “I know it probably won’t work, but I do want to try. You might have done some awful shit, Dad, but you’re still my family. I’m not just protecting you because of obligation. It’s because I love you.”

  I cock an eyebrow at her. “Are you telling me that you’ve been a Daddy’s girl all these years?”

  “Oh, fuck you. Don’t read too much into this.” She stands up from her chair behind her desk and runs her hands over her jeans. “I don’t want to lie to you. I care, and I probably shouldn’t, but I do.”

  I nod my head once at her, understanding what she’s saying. Boss walks over to the closed door of her office, but before she heads out like I’m assuming she will, she opens a cabinet door and pulls out a pillow and blanket. “I hardly ever use my office as overflow. You should feel special.”

  Special isn’t the right word for it. “Thanks. I’m sure I’ll be very comfortable.”

  She mutters something under her breath that I can’t quite make out and opens the door, but as my daughter leaves, another woman comes in. A young woman with some sort of rose gold hair approaches me. Her eyes are shaped with thick, black eyeliner, but it just makes her hazel eyes pop even more. Her lips and cheeks match in a light pink color. For the first time in years, my attention didn’t just go to her tits or ass, but now they are. She has a small, frail frame. Honestly, she’s nothing special, but her eyes keep me trained on her. She can’t be more than her mid to late twenties, and now I’m thinkin’ she’s some sort of special clubwhore.

  “What’s your name, darlin’?”

  She brings her hand up and tucks a stray hair behind her ear, “I’m Gold. Listen, I’m not here for the small talk.” She comes over to me and unbuttons my jeans, digs her acrylic nails into my boxers and pulls my cock free. Licking her lips, she opens her mouth and fills it.

  She bobs her head up and down, twirling her tongue around my head each time she does. I want to not like this girl, but I do. Part of me wants to wrap my hand around her throat and choke her until she can’t breathe— until her lips turn a lovely shade of violet. But I don’t. I allow her to continue as she holds my balls in her hands, squeezing them every now and again.

  Gold pulls her mouth away from my cock for a moment, offering her hand instead. My cock twitches while I think about unleashing my load across that face of hers. I wrap my hand in her hair and tug her close to my cock, slapping her hand away.

  Wrapping my hand around myself, I finish the job, watching my cum splatter across her face. Gold keeps her eyes on mine, staring at me the entire time. “You might be the best clubwhore in this place, but you’re mine now,” I tell her, removing my hand from my cock, I spread my semen around her face like a moisturizer. “You don’t fuck or suck anyone else. Do you understand?” I yank her hair to the point any other woman would react. They’d get scared. Scream. Try to pull away. They’d do something, but not Gold. Instead, her devilish smile tells me that she’s going to be a riot.