Twisted Up In Us (The Treyton Sisters Duet Book 2)
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I stop tongue fucking her and move to her clit, wrapping my lips around it and suck, as she slowly keeps at my dick, cleaning every last bit of cum off it. The way her mouth feels, there is no way in fuck my cock will stop being hard. Finally, after a few more minutes of me sucking her clit, she comes, and I move my tongue, shoving it inside her, tasting her. I groan in ecstasy.
She collapses on top of me, panting as if she just ran a marathon. “I swear your cock just got bigger,” she says in awe.
I chuckle. “Baby, that’s because your face is still right there and your cunt juice is all over my face.”
“You’re insatiable.” She giggles as I toss her legs off me, but not before giving her pussy one last kiss that has her moaning.
“I ain’t done with you yet.” I flip her onto her stomach, shoving my hand underneath her to cup her pussy, pushing a finger inside her still drenched cunt. “Ass up, baby, as much as my cock loved your mouth, he really needs your pussy now.”
Hours later, it seems as if we’ve finally had enough of each other, for now. “Fuck, you taste good when you come,” I tell her as she climbs off me after swallowing my load, for the third time tonight.
“Same to you, big guy.” She gives me a wink and licks her way up my chest, straddling my still hard cock.
As she sinks down on me, I grab her hips, and sit up, sucking a nipple into my mouth. “Fuck yes.” Goddamn she is so tight and fits to my dick perfectly.
Letting her hips go, my hands go to her ass. “Who’s insatiable now, baby?”
“Just shut up and fuck me,” she breathes.
“My pleasure,” I reply as I lift her ass up and slam her back down on me.
Chapter 21
Dray
Pounding on the front door of Hangman’s house I wait and wait. Finally, it opens. I don’t give a shit that it’s two in the morning and that there seems to be company over, I’ve driven for four days to get here as fast as I could, and I’m not leaving without her.
“You,” Hangman snarls at me.
“Where is she?”
He crosses his arms and stares at me. It’s a scare tactic, I know, but I’m not leaving.
“She doesn’t want to see you.”
“Well too bad, she’s going to see me, and she’s going to damn well listen,” I shout at him.
“Dad? What’s going on?” I hear Melissa’s sleepy voice ask.
“An unwanted visitor.”
I stare at him, hoping he’ll see the desperation in my eyes to let me in. He takes a step back to let me inside. But before I fully make it in, he wraps a hand around my throat and gets in my face. “You fuck her up anymore than she already is, I don’t care what she says, your body will never be found.”
I gulp, and he moves away. I know he doesn’t make empty threats. If he wants me dead, I’ll be dead.
“Hangman, you can stay for this chat. I want to make sure Melissa doesn’t jump to conclusions, you can help me keep her shut up until I’m done.”
“Slammer still in bed?” Hangman asks her, without replying to me.
I see Melissa give him a small nod and looks at him with wide eyes. This has me stiffening. Who the fuck is Slammer and how would Melissa know he’s still in bed?
I don’t let this bother me right now, because I need to talk to her. Explain.
I drag Melissa along behind me as I follow Hangman into his living room. I sit her down, and Hangman stands behind the couch, arms folded.
“You have to listen to me. Okay. Promise?”
Her jaw clenches and she nods—finally.
“I was eighteen when I got married to Shayla. She found out she was pregnant, she said it was mine, and I had no reason to doubt her, ever. I wanted to do right by her, so we got married. Three years later, she was pregnant again. I was happy. Over the moon happy. Until I came home from work early one day and found her and my brother together.” Melissa gasps. “I forgave her for it. But when Laura was eight years old, she got sick, and when the tests came back saying I wasn’t a match, I got a DNA test. Both those kids weren’t mine.” I leave out how I almost beat Matt to death.
“Oh Drayton,” Melissa whispers, grabbing my hand. “What was she sick from?”
I shrug, “One of her kidneys was failing, doctors don’t know how it happened, since she was so young. I know you really only need one to live, but she was a kid, still is, so I made sure she got a replacement. Unfortunately, it wasn’t me. I thought for sure it would be, I don’t need two you know. When the results came back the doctor said I wasn’t a match, but I had similar markers and that there was a high chance her father would be an exact match. That fucking threw me, because I was her father. Little did I know; my whole damn marriage was a lie.”
She gives my hand a squeeze, and I continue.
“I left, filed for divorce. I could have forgiven the cheating, but to know those kids weren’t mine, I couldn’t forgive that. I thought I was divorced, I had the paperwork and everything. When Shayla showed up saying we were still married, I thought she was lying. Turns out she and my brother forged the divorce decree that was sent to me.” I bring her hand to my face, kissing it. “I never would have started anything with you if I thought for even a second I was still married. You have to believe me.”
She’s quiet for a few moments before she answers. “Why couldn’t you have told me all of this? We’ve been together for a long time now.”
“I wanted to, but every time I started to think of Laura and Luca, the two kids I thought were mine, it would kill me inside. And I know what you’re like. You and Cori would have gotten a wild hair and tracked Shayla down.”
Melissa snorts. “True,” she mutters.
“There’s something else, though.”
“Spit it out then, boy,” Hangman barks, losing patience with the situation. “I’d like to go back to bed at some point tonight.”
“Dad? Maybe you could leave the room for a moment? Please?” she asks him, and he nods and stomps off.
“I’m not a bouncer,” I tell her when she looks at me.
“What?” Melissa says, looking confused. “Dude, I’ve been to the club, I know what you are.”
I shake my head. “I’m an undercover cop for the Red Deer Police department. Well, as of now, since my cover was blown, I’m just a cop, not even my ex-wife knew. She sort of always had something against cops, so yeah, I even lied to her all the time about what I really did for work.” Something I hated doing at the time, but now, I don’t regret it at all, considering I was able to put her and my brother down for the crimes they did.
“Get out!” She snaps. “All this time together, and you’ve never been honest with me. I can’t believe you.”
“Melly, just listen to me.”
“She said to get out. You don’t, I’ll put you out. You fuck,” a man I don’t know growls at me, walking into the living room, and his arm wraps around my woman.
“The fuck? Who are you?” I shout at him.
His arm trails around the front of Melissa’s stomach, his hand rubbing her, and I have the urge to break the fucker's hand. Who does he think he is, touching the woman who should be my wife like that?
“I’m the man that saw stars all night because of this hot bitch, that’s all you need to know. She told you to leave, so fuckin’ leave.”
Melissa stiffens at his words, and she looks away from me. I stagger back. Did I lose her for good? Did I wait too long to get her back? Knowing I’m not going to get any answers tonight, I hang my head down. “I’ll leave tonight, but I’m coming back tomorrow. I want to see my daughter.” I start to say more but seeing her with another man fucking cuts deep. Too damn deep, reminding me of the past even if the situation is different this time.
I storm out of the house feeling like shit. I destroyed us. I sent her running, she was standing in another man’s arms. Can I win her back? Will she ever forgive me?
Fuck, I hope so.
I need her.
We should be a family.
She’s moved on, but I won’t give up so easily.
Chapter 22
Slammer
I keep Melissa in my arms as the front door slams shut. With Dray here, what does that mean for us? “Are you okay?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “I honestly don’t know. I’ve known him for years, have a child with him, and not once did I really know anything about him.”
She turns in my arms and looks up at me and bites her lip. “I’m sorry you had to be here when he finally showed up.”
“I’m not, I’ll always be here for you, you know that. And I know your head is probably all sorts of fucked up right now, so if you want me to leave to give you some space, I will. I’ll do whatever you need me to do.” I take a breath and tilt her chin up, so she’s looking right at me. “You do need to talk with him, though. He is Mikayla’s father.”
“I just want you with me. I don’t want to think about Dray right now. Since he’s apparently not leaving town, there is no reason to stress at this moment.” She gives me a small smile. “There aren’t many men like you out there. Thank you for being all that you are.” She presses her lips to mine softly, and then steps back.
Fuck, I love her. I want to tell her, but I’m worried that will just muddle her head more. I’ll tell her soon, and fuck, I’m happy she doesn’t want me to leave right now. It would kill me, but I’d do anything for her.
Anything.
We’re meant to be together. I want her. I want a family with her and her daughter.
**
Melissa
All this time together, with Dray, it was all a lie. Was anything he ever told me the truth? I love how Caden was here with me, God only knows how I would have reacted had he not taken a stand by my side when Dray was here.
“Melissa, come on, stop thinking, go back to bed with Slammer. He said he’ll be back tomorrow, I have to go out of town for a few days, but I’ll make sure Slammer stays here and Dirty comes to keep an eye on shit,” Dad says, coming back into the room.
“Come on.” Caden tugs my hand, giving dad a chin lift and I follow behind him, down the hall and to my room.
Once the door closes I take in all that is Caden, my handsome, sweet, loving, biker. My feelings are all messed up, I love Dray, have for a while, but staring at Caden, I feel as if my heart has been ripped into two, and I move, shoving Caden onto my bed and climbing on top of him.
His hands come up on my ass and they squeeze as I lean down to kiss him. “I know you won’t like what I’m about to say, but I’m going to say it anyways.” His brows furrow and he nods, still holding me tight. “I love Dray, have for a long time.” His body stills under me, his face shutting down. “But, the last month of being with you, learning all there is to learn about you, how you treat my daughter, how you treat me, I’ve found myself falling in love with you too.” At that his body completely relaxes and he crushes me down to him.
“Fuck, Melissa, I love you too.” My head comes up and tears swim in my eyes. “I know this isn’t easy for you, but I swear, fuckin’ vow to you, I’ll do anything I can to make you happy.”
He moves fast, flipping me over to my back and tugging my robe off me in a frenzy, I moan when his lips wrap around my nipple as one of his hands moves down, cupping my pussy. “I need you in me,” I breathe out, feeling as if I will burst without him inside me.
“Fuck.” He grunts, surging up, sliding inside me hard and fast.
Caden’s body presses down on mine as our hips rub together creating a delicious friction. He’s being so fucking sweet, kissing me tenderly and whispering sweet nothings about how he wants to take care of me. How I make him want to be a better man.
As his tongue plunges in my mouth, brushing against mine, I could cry because I am falling so in love with him, but there is still a huge part of my heart that cares for Dray.
How can I love them both?
As Caden pumps into me, I push those thoughts aside and allow him to make love to me. Showing me that he can be gentle, but he can also be rough as he grips my hips, holding me still as he takes what he wants.
“Your pussy was made for me, made to fit perfectly to my dick.” His fingers rub over my clit as he moves in and out in a hypnotic rhythm. “Roll over, want you from behind.”
I do as he says — face down, ass up. With one hand tangled in my hair and the other lining him up with my slick heat, he rams into me with raw, dominating force. Yanking my head back, he growls in my ear. “My dirty girl likes it hard. Don’t you?” Slammer slams into me hard. I still say this is exactly how he got his name.
“Yes,” I pant out in a barely there whisper.
“Can’t hear you.” He tugs my head back harder, not in pain but wicked pleasure.
Chapter 23
Dray
I barely slept last night, seeing Melissa in another man’s arm killed me. She might be with someone else right now, but I also saw the way she looked at me too. She still loves me. I know she does, and considering we have a child together, that must count for something. I just need to figure out what the hell I’m going to do. Need to find out everything I can about the fucker that’s touching my woman.
I get to the police station and my desk is already covered in paperwork. Doesn’t look like I’ll be starting my first day off light. I get to work reading everything I need to, so I can do my job properly. Four hours later, I know all about the Untamed MC and the local rival club, the Jacks Devils. Both clubs are seriously fucked up, but so far, nothing that can get any members locked up for good, or anything that will stick.
I flip back through the file on the Untamed and stumble across the picture of the man that was with Melissa last night. Caden ‘Slammer’ Brennan, twenty-eight years old, and other than a few stints in prison for violence, seems he has a habit of losing his temper easily, there isn’t anything else there about him. This is the man Melissa has around my daughter?
Fuck, it’s bad enough her father is around her, but that’s different. This man has no right to be around.
I get a text and see it’s from Melissa.
We’ll be at the park on Champlain Drive in about an hour. If you want to see Mikayla, meet us there. – Melissa.
I check the time and agree to the meet. Fuck, I miss my kid. Hopefully Melissa leaves the biker at home, so I can convince her to come back to me. She may think I did her wrong, and in ways I did by not being upfront, but I love her. I just have to show her … prove to her, she’s mine. She has always been mine.
**
Melissa
“I can’t believe she wanted to share her ice cream with you,” I tease Caden.
Giving me a sly grin, he winks and says, “I have that effect on women.”
“Is that so?”
“Yup.” He leans in and quickly pecks my lips, smearing chocolate fudge over my lips where my baby girl has been feeding him the rest of her treat.
“Ass,” I whisper as he hands me a napkin. There is something seriously fucking hot about seeing this tattooed tough guy at my daughter’s mercy though. Whatever she wants he gives it to her within reason. More ice cream ended up on his face than in his mouth, but he didn’t get annoyed at all, he just laughed.
“You should probably get that cleaned up.”
I watch in awe as he wipes down Mikayla’s tiny hands with wipes and checks the front of her shirt, telling her, “Want you to be all clean when you see your dad.”
My heart melts. I am sure this is difficult for him, being here with us to meet Dray. I want to say something to him but don’t get the chance. He is so gentle with her. Before we even left to come, he was double checking to make sure we had everything she could possibly need in her bag, just as a dad would. As Dray should be doing. I know I took that away from him by moving so far away, but I didn’t think he’d come here. I didn’t think he would even care considering what I thought to be
true about him.
We’re at the park not even ten minutes when a police cruiser pulls into the lot and out comes Dray.
He glares at me when he notices Caden is here. Shit, maybe I should have mentioned that when I texted him. Caden told me he would send someone to watch for me, but instead I asked if he could come himself.
I probably should have kept my mouth shut. It’s just that I love being with him. Not to mention I am nervous about seeing Dray again. I probably should have brought Anara, but I wasn’t thinking.
“Melissa, what’s he doing here?” Dray demands angrily.
“He’s here with me, Dray, you’re here to spend time with your daughter.”
I watch Mikayla dump sand down her shirt and smile.
“Why don’t you leave, let me have time with my family,” he snarls at Caden.
“Your daughter is right there, why don’t you back out of my face, and spend time with her. You got a problem with me? Take it up with me when the kid ain’t around. She doesn’t need to see her father being a jackass,” Caden snaps back at him, quietly so Mikayla doesn’t hear.
Right now, Dray is making himself look like an ass, and it’s making me second guess everything about him. I feel like I never really knew the man I made a child with.
Chapter 24
Slammer
Dray finally stalks off and bends down to Mikayla, who finally notices him. She lets out a loud screech, “Daddy!”
My heart twists at hearing her say that, I know it shouldn’t, she’s not my daughter, but fuck, I wish she was.
“Thank you for being so good about him getting in your face,” Melissa says quietly to me as we sit on the picnic tables away from Dray and Mikayla.
“He might not like me, and I get it. I don’t like him either, but I respect him as Mikayla’s dad, and she doesn’t need to see two grown ass men fighting like idiots.”
She smiles, and it makes me want to kiss her, but I don’t. I’m trying to be a fucking respectful fuck right now in front of Dray, but it’s killing me. Melissa grabs my hand and gives me a squeeze as we continue to watch the father daughter duo play in the sand.