Chapter Thirteen

Meiling

 

The moment Dingo entered the house I ran for him. Seeing my dad, knowing he was free, and what he planned to do, was more than I could handle right now. I didn’t question how my dad had been freed. I knew that Wire and Lavender had something to do with it, but I didn’t know exactly what. Either they had really high-up connections somewhere, or they were just fucking awesome at what they did.

And meeting Dingo’s sister! That woman was something else. I looked forward to getting to know her better, but I needed a moment. Or several.

“Everything okay?” I asked. “You seem stressed.”

“Just saw that we had a bunch of company, including my family.”

“Jordan said they’d stay somewhere else. She thought we might like our privacy since we’re newlyweds. I didn’t disagree with her. I’d have had sex with you even if they were down the hall, but I’m not ready to entertain someone twenty-four-seven just yet. Was that okay?” I asked.

Dingo pulled me against his chest and kissed me. “Perfectly fine, Meiling.”

I glowered at him. “Mei. Not Meiling.”

“Your daddy may say otherwise. Shall we let him decide?” he asked.

“That was a low blow and you know it.” I sighed. “Fine. Everyone can call me Meiling if they so desire. But I’m still going to introduce myself as Mei when I meet new people.”

He rubbed his beard along my neck, then licked the shell of my ear. A shiver ran down my spine and I tightened my hold on him. How could one man have so much power over me? I just had to be near him and my panties got wet.

“How about you decide which name you like better after I yell it out while I’m coming inside you?” he asked.

Damn. He didn’t play fair. I let him lead me into the bedroom, and smiled as he shut and locked the door. It seemed he didn’t trust everyone to keep out of the house, but I knew I was safer here than anywhere else.

“Get naked,” he said.

I pulled my shirt over my head, then stopped. “Are you going to do the bossy thing again?”

Dingo prowled closer, tugging on the waist of my pants until I was pressed against him. “Depends. Did you like it?”

I nodded. Maybe it would seem wrong to some people, after what I’d been through, but in some way it had been cathartic. I’d had men boss me around during sex for so long, but not a single one had ever cared if they were hurting me. Some had gotten off on my pain. When I gave myself over to Dingo, I knew that no matter what he demanded, he’d make sure I was safe and that I enjoyed it.

Maybe sex with him was my version of therapy. I didn’t see myself ever sitting in an office with some shrink telling them my life history and answering “and how did that make you feel” until I wanted to vomit. I may have never actually been to one, but I’d watched enough TV that at least some of that had to be accurate. If being in therapy was as frustrating as it appeared, then I’d give it a hard pass.

His lips brushed mine in a barely there kiss. “Strip, woman. I want you completely bare, middle of the bed, ass in the air. Let me see that pussy. I bet you’re soaked, aren’t you?”

My cheeks warmed. Yeah, I was soaked. That deep growly voice going low like that? It was almost enough to make me come without him doing anything else. When he stepped back and started to remove his clothes, I finished pulling off mine and scrambled to the center of the bed. I pressed my chest to the mattress and put my ass in the air like he’d demanded.

“Such a good, obedient wife. I might have to reward you,” he said.

Reward? Oh, yes, please! I knew exactly what that meant. He was going to make me come so much and so hard that I’d forget my name. I was more than eager for whatever he wanted to do to me.

He spread me open and I felt the heat of his breath right before he licked my pussy. He moaned before lapping at me again.

“You taste so damn good, Mei.”

“Jameson, please.”

“Need to come?” he asked.

“Yes!”

The mattress shifted under me and I felt his cock brush against me. He positioned himself, but then didn’t move. I felt his hand slip around my hip and he started to rub my clit.

“Going to do this a little different,” he said.

“Wh-what’s that mean?”

“It means, my wife, that I’m going to tease the hell out of you, but I’m just going to sit here. You want this dick? You’re going to have to fuck yourself with it.”

I was going to… I blinked. Well, that really was different. I couldn’t recall ever doing something like that. As he worked the hard bud between my legs, I could feel myself getting wetter. I wanted him so fucking much. I rocked back, testing things a bit. His cock slid inside and I moaned, my eyes closing at the pleasure. He hadn’t been kidding, though. He wasn’t moving.

He pinched and teased my clit, making the ache build inside me. Soon was I rocking back and forth on his cock, taking him faster and deeper. It still wasn’t enough.

“Need more,” I whined. “Please, Jameson.”

He wrapped an arm around my waist and sat back, taking me with him. My breath left me in a whoosh as he impaled me on his cock. Oh! Now this was much better. He started working my clit again and I rode him. Tossing back my head, I let the sensations wash over me. It wasn’t long before I was coming. I could feel my release coating him and covering us. I’d never come so hard before.

“That’s it. Don’t stop now, Meiling. Keep coming.”

He rubbed my clit faster and reached up with his other hand to twist my nipple between his fingers. I kept rising and falling, taking him as far as I could, at a pace that was leaving me breathless. It wasn’t until I’d come twice more that he knocked me forward onto my hands and knees.

He fisted my hair, holding me in place as he fucked me. It wasn’t gentle, and he wasn’t trying to get me off. He was taking.

“That’s it. My good little wife.” He growled and slammed into me harder. “Take it all. Squeeze my dick with that pussy and make me come. You want that, don’t you?”

I tried to nod, but I couldn’t move. He not only had my hair gripped too tight, but the way he entered me, with his body half over mine, I was pinned in place.

“Beg me,” he said. “Tell me you want it.”

My heart thumped wildly in my chest.

“I need it, Jameson. Need you to fuck me. Need you to come inside me.”

I heard the headboard, or maybe the wall, crack as he doubled his efforts. He came with a roar, Meiling on his lips, and then fell atop me. I could barely breathe, but I didn’t care right now. I could feel his cock twitching inside me, and everything felt right in my world. Especially since Dr. Larkin had called while he was gone. I’d only known because he’d spoken to Grizzly.

“Something I should tell you,” I said. “Seeing as protection doesn’t seem to work for us. When you remember it.”

“What’s that?” he asked, his voice muffled by my hair.

“Tests came back. I’m clean, which means you should be too. Unless of course you lied and fucked someone since you were last tested.”

He pulled his hips back and slammed his dick into me again, making me moan and giggle at the same time. Yeah, he was still rock-hard. I was starting to think he was a superhero when it came to sex.

He rolled off me but cuddled me close to his chest. “Know what this means?”

“Um, that we don’t have to even attempt to use a condom again? That didn’t exactly work so well anyway.”

“Right.” He brushed my hair out of my eyes. “Because I want a family with you, Mei. If you don’t want one right away, that’s fine. We’ll discuss birth control options with Dr. Larkin. But someday, when you’re ready, I want a family with you.”

I chewed on my lip. I’d heard where he was and what he was doing. I also knew about all those kids who would need homes. Maybe not the ones I’d lived with because that would all kinds of awkward for all of us, but Humes had several she’d tried to protect.

“I want to adopt one of Miss Humes’ kids,” I blurted.

He went tense and lifted up on an elbow to stare down at me. “Are you sure?”

“Yes. I know it’s asking a lot, Jameson. Those kids are special needs and maybe I’m not the right person to be a mother to anyone, much less someone who needs extra care, but I really want to do this.”

He caressed my cheek, then pressed his lips to mine. “Meiling, all you ever have to do is ask. I’ll give you anything I can. If you want to adopt one of those kids, then that’s what we’ll do.”

“Will they let us?” I didn’t want to bring it up, but my past was an issue for something like that. “I’m known around town as being a whore. And this club isn’t exactly all sunshine and roses to the people outside the gates. What if they don’t think we’d be fit parents?”

He cracked a smile. “Honey, do you think we do anything the legal way around here?”

“Well. No?”

“Right. No. We won’t be the only ones adopting some of those kids. Let Outlaw and the others handle it. They’ll make it all look legit, and trust me when I say no one in this town will question it. Especially once half the police department is rounded up by the Feds, along with some other big fish in town.”

I’d heard about the judge and Chief of Police. I ran my fingers down Jameson’s chest. I could feel the steady beat of his heart, and it calmed me. Gave me the courage to ask the question burning in my mind.

“My dad. He’s going to kill all those people, isn’t he?”

“Most of them. Probably not all of them,” he said. “We have to leave some for the Feds, and I’m sure it won’t take much to make it look like the others fled the country. You okay with that?”

Was I okay with my dad murdering people? I shouldn’t be. A good person wouldn’t cheer him on, would they? Either I wasn’t all that good, or maybe I just didn’t see rapists and pedophiles as people. They were monsters, and as far as I was concerned, the world would be better off without them. If they went to jail, they’d eventually be released. If I let my dad handle it, then no child would ever suffer at their hands again.

“I’m good,” I said.

“So, now that I’ve used both your names during sex, which one do you prefer?”

“Really? We just talked about getting a kid and my dad offing a bunch of people and you want to ask about my name?” I probably shouldn’t expect anything remotely normal from my life, and certainly not from my husband.

“Which is it?” he asked.

“Fine. I like the way you say Meiling, especially when you’re coming.”

He grinned, then rolled to his back, taking me with him. I sprawled across his chest and snuggled closer. His cock was still knocking against me, wanting back inside, which almost made me laugh.

“I’m happy,” I said. “I don’t remember ever being happy before. Not until you.”

“I’m glad, Meiling. You make me happy too,” he said, running his fingers through my hair.

His phone started ringing and he groaned, but I scrambled off him and tugged it from his pants. Grizzly’s name was on the screen so I quickly handed it to him.

“Better answer it,” I said. “I really don’t want your President beating down our door while I’m naked and have your cum leaking out of me.”

He smacked my ass as he took the phone from me. When he answered, he put the call on speaker.

“Meiling is here with me,” he said. “And she’s listening.”

“Her daddy pulled some information from the judge. This thing was even bigger than we thought. Outlaw is going to have everything delivered to the Feds. To everyone, including his family, it’s going to look like the good judge took a little trip to a non-extradition country. But this is far from over. I’m sending out as many men as I can, even those that aren’t mine, to round up any kids involved. Each club is going to make arrangements to take some home with them. I’ve placed a few calls to see if some others will volunteer to house a few. Wire, Lavender, Outlaw, and the others are making sure there’s no trace of those kids in the system. No one will come looking for them.”

“How many kids are there?” I asked.

“Twenty at last count,” Grizzly said. “But we’re finding more. Meiling, there’s something else. I don’t know if Dingo told you but your mom is alive.”

I turned an accusing gaze toward my husband. He’d known my mother was alive and hadn’t said anything? Shouldn’t he have opened with that when he saw me? What the hell?

“She’s not in a good place, Meiling. Better let your dad handle it. I’m arranging lodging for him as we speak so he won’t have to stay with you or at the clubhouse. But he’s going to need you, Meiling. They both will, if he brings her here.”

“Thanks, Pres,” Dingo said. “And thanks for selling me out. I hadn’t told her yet.”

Grizzly laughed. “Lesson learned, boy. Don’t hide important shit from your woman unless it’s club business. Now get back to trying to make grandbabies for Blades, and don’t tell me you weren’t.”

The call ended and I stared at my husband. “Were you going to tell me at all?”

He cleared his throat and set his phone aside. “I was. I just didn’t know how. Humes has kept up with Xi-wang and said that your mom isn’t the same woman as before. She’s empty. Meiling, they used her up. I’m not sure she can be saved, baby.”

Tears burned my eyes. “We have to try.”

“I’m sure your dad will do his best.”

His best had better be good enough. I’d gone from no family to having everything I’d ever wanted -- or I would as soon as my mom was here. If he didn’t bring her home, I would.