Fuck!
Demon is fucking badass.
“Let me tell you a little secret,” Demon says, taking a few steps closer to Castro. “I have so many copies of this sweet video that it's never going away.
Demon smiles and tilts his head, shaking his head. Then he laughs, waving his Glock at Castro.
“You will leave my fucking clubhouse. You will never contact or even say Karla’s name, ever! She’s my Brother’s wife and is family. And don’t forget to get your skinny ass off my turf, and don’t you ever take more girls from here. Do you understand?” the Demon says in a low, menacing tone. “Plus, I want to remind you that the FBI will have this video in their hands the instant that I know that you step out of line. I’m sure that this video will put you and your heirs away in the Pen for life.”
“Motherfucker, I’m going to kill you,” Castro yells, taking a step back.
Mario and Ruben hold him back. Castro struggles to get loose, foaming at the mouth.
“Get gone,” Demon yells.
Castro is pulled back by his heirs and out of the clubhouse with his minions.
“Make sure that he’s gone,” Demon yells at the Brothers.
The Brothers, plus the Wicked Warriors, escort the fucker out.
Demon walks over and looks at Karla.
“Castro will never come close to you again,” Demon says, looking at her.
“Th . . . ank you,” Karla stutters.
“I’m taking her to our room. Thank the Brothers,” I say.
“Will do,” Demon says, nodding.
Karla is shaking next to me, and I pull her into my arms. She wraps her arms around my waist, burying her face.
“Angel, are you okay,” I whisper in her ear.
I take her chin and lift her face. I look at her trembling lip and teary eyes.
“I’m so scared,” She says in a low voice.
“Angel, do you want to go to our room,” I ask, pushing back her locks.
“Yes, please,” Karla says, nodding.
“Okay,” I say.
I pick her up, and she wraps her legs around my waist and holds on tight.
I walk to the secured area, to my room. I hold her; she falls asleep in my arms all night.
The next day.
“Ace, did I tell you that I love you,” Karla says, sliding onto my chest.
She slides over my hard cock, and rubs her swollen flesh over the crown, making my eyes roll back.
“Angel, you’re going to kill me,” I growl, shifting her hips.
The tip of my cock slides down her hot pussy, and stops at her entrance. I slide into her, gazing into her eyes. I watch her bite her lip, moaning as she rides my cock. She starts bouncing, and I stare at her beautiful tits bouncing.
