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  She bit her lip and nodded her head as if she’d made up her mind about something. “My mom told me something a little before my...her dad sent for me. You see the deal was that I was always going to come back here when I reached twenty-one.

  I always knew that, in fact I was surprised that he’d even let us leave in the first place, but mom’s job sent her away and he really didn’t have much of a choice. Since she still sends a big chunk of her check home to help support his cause, he let her go.

  Right around my birthday she let me in on a little secret. She told me who my daddy was. You see it was long believed that momma had met some boy in school and got knocked up and he ran.

  That was only partly true. She did meet someone, but she never told him that she was pregnant. Instead she dropped out of school and moved in with friends until I was born. No one knew where she was until after she’d given birth...”

  “I still don’t see what...”

  “I’m getting to it, it’s not easy sharing this because it can cause a lot of people to get hurt if my dad’s identity gets out.”

  “Okay, I’ll bite, who is your dad?”

  “Hayden St. John.”

  “Hay...the senator Hayden St. John? You do know he’s black right?” She just looked up at me, and fuck if I didn’t see it.

  “Well fuck.”

  We both looked at the stick when the time was up. I can’t say that I was surprised at the results. She’d been sitting under that tree in the dark waiting for me to come get her after all. “I hope you’re prepared for this.” It was the best I could do since my life had just taken an unexpected turn.

  Chapter 2

  LAW

  It’s been three days since Brandon brought his woman home, and three since he told me about her little drama. I knew these fucks would keep me in shit for the rest of my days, but this shit beats all. The granddaughter of the head of the local hate regime was the daughter of a black senator. Fuck me sideways.

  At least she was safe and so was the kid, which Brand assured me is very much real. A baby, what the fuck are we gonna do with a baby? We can barely keep our own heads above water with the shit that’s been going down around here, now this.

  The women were all excited about the news though, and Dana Sue was already giving me looks, fuck. I’d told her what was going on because, as my wife she had a lot more responsibility than the others, and I needed her to make Illyana as welcome as possible. Brandon was my boy after all, and this was for him.

  The rest of her shit, we’ll deal with as it comes, but I was sure that we hadn’t heard the end of it. I only had Junior to deal with now and then I could get back to living. I still hadn’t truly mourned my lost as yet, wasn’t looking forward to that shit either, but hey.

  I’d left my house when the gaggle started to gather. Brandon was riding my ass about getting his place started because apparently his ass had caught baby fever as well, and he wanted to have his house done by the time the kid made an appearance.

  The priest or preacher or whatever the fuck might as well take up fucking residence as often as he was back and forth here. He was supposed to be coming by sometime the next day to take care of Brand’s shit, and if Clay knew what the fuck was good for him, he’d take care of his shit then too, because Ginger was looking at him squinty eyed.

  That was another powder keg waiting to explode, but I wasn’t even about to get caught in the middle. When the fuck had my life become a soap opera? This was no place for women, I’d had no plans for them being here, but here we are, bombarded by the species. And who the hell am I to talk? I had one of my own now too, who came with her own baggage. Speaking of which, it’s been a few hours since I had her bent over somewhere...

  “Incoming boss.”

  “Who the fuck now?” I was expecting the local grand asshole to show up sooner or later. I didn’t fool myself that there weren’t a few snitches who had their eyes peeled on my place, but I wasn’t expecting him this soon.

  “It looks like the sheriff or one of his boys.”

  “The fuck does he want? Let him through on foot. If the fuck gives you any shit shoot his ass.”

  “Law.”

  “Fine Chaz I’ll shoot the fuck myself.”

  I heard some kind of back and forth as he spoke through the gate. Apparently the asshole wasn’t too pleased about being asked to leave his ride outside. I don’t trust that fuck not to try some shit, so it was on foot or he could get the fuck gone.

  I walked away towards the house as the gate opened behind me. The others had been alerted and came strolling out of the clubhouse.

  “Lawton Daniels I have a warrant for your arrest.” I turned to look at him and barely restrained myself from punching his fucking lights out. But no, that was too easy. I wouldn’t be satisfied until I cut this pig’s fucking throat.

  “What’s the charge?” The potbellied fuck was full of himself but he had no idea how close he was to catching my foot in his ass.

  “I have a sworn affidavit here that says you kidnapped one Dana Sue Saks. His shit-eating grin said he thought he had me. I should just bury the fuck alive and be done with it. I have no use for anyone in authority who used their position to farther their own agenda, while screwing the public over in the process. And he was guilty of both.

  “You mean Dana Sue Daniels, my wife.” His face dropped at that one, dumb ass.

  I whistled for her and got the shock of my life when she came out on the porch. What the fuck was she wearing? I saw my sister in law’s hands all over this shit, not to mention Clay and Brand’s fucked up women.

  She waltzed over to my side in daisy dukes, stilettoes and a top tied under her tits.

  “The fuck are you wearing?” I glared at her to let her know I was not amused by her wardrobe malfunction.

  “Oh sugar.”

  “Sugar? What the fuck? Look, before you make me crazy with whatever the fuck this is, the good sheriff claims I kidnapped you.”

  “Get out, really?” she slapped my chest and almost toppled the fuck over.

  “What the fuck is wrong with you Dana Sue?” My glare didn’t seem to be having much of an effect on her if her mega watt smile was any thing to go by.

  “Nothing, nothing at all.” Uh-huh, my ass.

  “Come ‘ere.” I tried to smell her breath and she swatted me away, but it was too late, I smelt the hooch. Damn women. It was the middle of the damn day.

  “Sheriff I got a situation here so unless you have anything else get the fuck outta here while you can still walk.”

  “Now look here son, I’m the law around here and....”

  “I’m not your fucking son.” I leaned into his face and he leaned back. “You let that fuck kill my family in cold blood, I won’t stop until I taste your throat in my teeth you fuck.”

  I felt hands pulling me back and realized my boys had come to save the rat from the lion.

  “The next time you trespass on my family’s land I’m gonna shoot you. Now get.”

  I didn’t even wait around to watch him leave. He had me so pissed I just grabbed her hand and dragged her back into the house. Her posse must’ve seen the look on my face because they scattered to the four corners before I’d even cleared our bedroom door.

  I turned her to face me as we stood next to the bed. Taking her head roughly in my hands I kissed her long and hard until my dick revolted.

  It was short work tearing the shirt off her back and shoving the too tight shorts down her amazing legs before shoving her back on the bed.

  She reached down to take off her shoes but I stopped her. “Leave them.” I tore her panties in half, unbuttoned my jeans and shoved them to just below my ass and moved into her.

  With both her ankles held tight, I watched as my cock bounced in the air over her pussy, before letting it find its way inside her.

  As soon as my cockhead touched her wet slit I slammed the rest of the way home, going balls deep.

  She screamed and bucked under me,
and I tried to calm her by taking nice slow deep strokes into her. That wasn’t gonna work, it was either fuck the shit out of my wife or go after the asshole sheriff and finish him.

  Since I wasn’t planning on spending any time behind bars for offing that fuck, it was pussy for now.

  I fucked her too hard on one of my strokes and she clutched at her pussy. “Sorry baby, fuck.” I pulled out and dropped my jeans the rest of the way off, trying to give myself time to calm down before turning back to her.

  Her eyes were wide and dreamy, her skin flushed and her lips red and just a little swollen from my kisses. She looked like s siren of lore. One of those women that make men think of nothing but going deep and staying there until he got the job done.

  She always looks so fucking doable, it’s a wonder I can leave our bed in the mornings. Or not run back to it every fucking chance I get. I knew her ass was going to be trouble from the get. She was still clutching at her pussy with a pained look on her face.

  “It hurts?” She nodded and covered her hole with her hand. It’s easy to forget she’s still new at fucking because she’s so unbelievably good at it. She sure gives my ass a run for my money anyway as green as she is.

  “I’ll kiss it and make it better, move your hand baby.” She moved her hand but her eyes followed me like she didn’t know if to trust me or not.

  “Move up a little.” I helped her to move up higher on the mattress before climbing on between her legs. Her pussy was a little red so there was only one thing to be done. I went from ninety to zero in the blink of an eye. No longer fired by anger, my only concern was making her achy pussy feel better.

  Taking her legs in my hands beneath her knees, I pushed them back behind her head and bent my mouth to her.

  After licking her fat lips to get her wetter for my tongue, I ate her sweet pussy until she screamed, moaned and shook around my tongue.

  I loved the way she moaned my name and cried out for me to fuck her. Never get tired of that shit.

  “Please Lawton please.” I lifted my face from her pussy and looked down at her with what I was sure were eyes that were as lust glazed as her own.

  “Please what baby tell me.” I lifted up and moved up her body. I pulled her head back roughly so that I could see into her eyes while I teased her pussy with the head of my cock.

  “Open your legs wide for me, let me see how much you want me.”

  She spread her legs wide and wrapped them high up on my back. “Now tell me what you want.”

  “You, I want you inside me.”

  “Hmm, I couldn’t hold back the moan when I got the first inch inside her and that warm velvet heat wrapped around me. “Fuck yeah.”

  I started out nice and slow not wanting to hurt her again, but it wasn’t long before I needed more. “I won’t hurt you I promise.” I whispered the words to her just before taking her ass in my hands and lifting her into me.

  I pounded out my frustration on her pussy and she took it all, throwing her pussy up at me like she was a grown woman. I don’t know what Melissa has been teaching her, but I know she’s been trying out new shit on me here in the last few days since we’d been back.

  Like the way she squeezed and released my cock, or the way she moved her ass while I drilled her, like she thinks she can take me. Better show the little lady who’s boss.

  I pulled out and put her on her hands and knees with her ass in the air. Her pussy looked ripe for fucking, all pink and dewy. I wanted to put my mouth on her again, but I wanted to fuck more, so my cock won that round.

  I wasn’t easy when I plowed my cock back into her, burying every last inch to the hilt in her belly. She clawed at the sheets and tried to get off my dick, but my hands on her hips and my lips at her ear stopped her.

  “Take it.” She settled down and I took it easy on her for the next three or four strokes before I started really fucking her. I hope to fuck no one was standing around out front, because she was screaming like I was killing her.

  My arm around her throat cut her off mid cry and I pulled her head back and stuck my tongue in her mouth while my cock fucked deep.

  When I felt her pussy gush all over my cock I slammed into her hard once, and held still as my cock emptied inside her. I felt all my anger melt away with the last drop of cum that left me.

  “You okay?” I smacked her ass before easing out of her slightly swollen pussy. Damn she was tight. I looked at my cock, trying to decide if I wanted to go back in. There was still some steel there even though I was drained.

  “Uh-huh, I think so.” She still hadn’t moved so I lifted her and took her into the shower. My cock was still hard and angry, so instead of the nice bath I was thinking of giving her, she ended up pinned by my cock to the shower wall.

  ***

  “Okay now, what the fuck are we gonna do about these sheet wearing fucks? It’s only a matter of time before they come sniffing around.

  We’ve already got Junior on the warpath because he thinks I killed his daddy, not to mention the fact that Travis stole his bride from right under his nose.”

  “She was never his fucking anything Law you fuck.”

  “I know but I get a kick outta fucking with you.” It was a few hours after my little run-in with he sheriff and I had gathered the boys to try to work through some of the shit we had on our plate.

  “As I was saying we’ve got Junior, and I still have the sheriff to take care of, then there’s my father in law.” I smirked at that one. “Now this shit.

  We all know this fuckery isn’t gonna end without bloodshed, so whatever we do we better make it good. I’d just as soon not have any casualties on our end, and jail is out.”

  “I say we send someone in there. That’s the only way to have eyes and ears on them and keep one step ahead.” My brother has been morphing into a bloodthirsty little fuck right before my eyes here lately.

  Fuck my fucking life I need this shit.

  ***

  SHERIFF

  “I want that Lawton boy and I want him I mean yesterday. Son of a bitch thinks he can talk to me like ‘at? We’ll see about this.”

  “Sir we don’t have any probable cause to bring him in, there’s no evidence...”

  “Well fuck it Thompson you find some or it’s your ass.” I huffed my way towards my office and slammed the door shut. I was heading straight for a heart attack if something wasn’t done.

  That idiot Royce had made a mess of things before getting his ass blown to hell and back. And now instead of enjoying my retirement I find myself two steps away from either death, or incarceration.

  I know that the Daniels boy had something to do with the murder, but I have no proof, and the idiot people of the town would be up in arms if I touched a hair on his head on account of they all liked his daddy and momma and thought he was justified.

  I couldn’t call in outside help, because that would just open up a whole other set of troubles that I didn’t need. Not to mention the fact that we’re a small town who pride ourselves on handling our own business.

  There had to be some way though to knock that boy down a peg or two. How does it look that I’m the law around these parts and yet I can’t lay hands on him? He was just as bad as that uppity daddy of his if you ask me. Thought they were better than everybody else, but all men bled alike in the end now didn’t they?

  I was barely seated behind my desk when there was a knock on the door. Some days I just wanna tell every living soul to go jump off the fucking bridge heading outta town, but I need the votes.

  “Come in.” Well shit, I wasn’t in the mood for him either. “Carl I went out there to the Daniels place and there’s nothing to be done.”

  “What do you mean? He has my little girl.”

  “No he don’t and you know it. Those two are married right and proper.”

  “Well I never gave my consent for any wedding.”

  “She’s of age you idiot, she don’t need your say so.”

  “Well that don’t seem
right, a man ought to be able to get something back after years of raising up a daughter. That Lawton Daniels is a mean one, how am I supposed to get what I’m due now?”

  The man had a point, but what was I to do? My hands were tied as the boy had made so much noise about me knowing about his momma and daddy’s murder, that everyone already had their eyes on me.

  I’ve been skating by-by the skin of my teeth for years in these parts, with no one asking me which way was up. Now to be faced with all this in my old age, it was making me nervous. I wasn’t about to get caught up in any one else’s shit.

  I had enough of my own to deal with. I hadn’t spent the last thirty or so years in this office looking out for my own ass, to turn around now in my golden age, to play the fool.

  Those fools who found a conscience at the end of their days were fools if you ask me; couldn’t stay the course. I planned on enjoying the fruits of my labor for a long time to come, and to hell with everything else.

  “I can’t help you, like I said, I have enough to deal with here now so see yourself out.” I was in a hurry to check my finances because I could feel that noose tightening around my neck. Too many people were asking questions here lately. Something I never had to deal with in the past.

  I blame TV and the stinking Internet. Before this shit came along, people had more respect for the law, and no one doubted the word of a man in uniform. Police brutality wasn’t even a phrase. What has the world come to?

  So far there was only speculation about my dealings, but if the good people of Starling were to ever learn the truth of it, they’d string me up by my balls.

  Chapter 3

  LAW

  “We’re not infiltrating, we’re not putting someone in there with those fucks. Hate is one thing hate that stems from ignorance is dangerous as fuck. And besides, they know all of us already so that won’t work.

  Brand this is your deal, what do you wanna do?” He was being quiet, too quiet if you ask me. I don’t trust any of my boys when they get lost in their heads. That shit usually only means trouble for my ass.