All Sinner No Saint - Serena Akeroyd Page 0,104

might have been able to pull this dick move. I might have believed her, and even though I’d have made her get a DNA test when the kid was born, for all these months of her pregnancy, I’d have been obligated to hang around her, to treat her with consideration when the lying bitch didn’t deserve any.

Rubbing a hand over my chin, I murmured, “Bubbles, you need to blame that baby on some other unlucky fucker.” Before she could do more than scream my name, I headed out the door.

When I saw Keys waiting there, I frowned at him. “The fuck are you doing out here?”

He snorted. “Waiting on you. Dumbass.”

“You heard?”

“I heard.” His eyes narrowed. “You sure it’s not yours?”

“Sure as fuck.” I crossed my arms over my chest. “You know who else she’s been boning?”

“Everyone,” he retorted.

“Wonder why she thought she could pull that move on me then.”

“You don’t think she’s right?”

“She said I didn’t use a rubber with her the night of my pop’s birthday party.”

That made his eyes darken. “Oh.”

“Yeah. Oh.” I walked away from Bubbles’ small bedroom, and when I was far enough away that I knew she wouldn’t be able to hear, hissed at my bro, “If you think I was about to sneak out of Ama’s room in the middle of the night to go and fuck that ho, you’re nuts.”

He raised his hands. “Understood.”

I tipped my chin. “Good. Just don’t understand why she’d try to pin that shit on me, you know?”

“Because Ama is soft-hearted, and she knows Ama would probably convince you to be a proper daddy?”

Rage swirled inside me. “Fuck off. You can’t mean that.”

He shrugged. “I’ve seen her hanging around Ama the past few days.”

“They been talking?”

“Not sure.” He laughed a little. “You know what she’s like. Off in her own world.”

Yeah, I knew that, and as much as I loved Ama for it, it also made me nervous as shit. For someone who should be hyperaware thanks to her background, she wasn’t. It was like she was in a bubble now. One that Keys, her daddies, and I would kill to keep her in.

Scraping a hand over my face, I scented something that turned my stomach—Bubbles’ pussy on my fingers. Grunting, I mumbled, “I need to shower.”

“You only have about thirty minutes before we’re setting off,” Keys warned.

I shrugged. “So? That’s long enough.”

“Ama wants to say bye. You know that takes ages.”

Lips twitching, I hauled ass and headed back to my room. Keys clambered in after me and, pulling out his cell, lay flat out on my bed jingling his fucking keys as he caught up with his messages as I went and cleaned up.

The shower didn’t take long. Just long enough to dispose of the sticky condom, to get rid of the scent of that bitch off my hands, and to clean my dick off.

After I rubbed a towel over my body, I jumped back into my cut, jeans, tee, and boots, and returned to my room.

Seeing Ama sitting cross-legged at Keys’ side had me shaking my head at her. “What are you doing in here?”

She smirked at me. “Was hoping for a show.”

A startled laugh escaped me, but I wasn’t sure why. Ama, though she was away with the fairies a lot, actually had a vulgar sense of humor. I wasn’t sure where she’d gotten it from—well, with four biker dads, I guess I didn’t have to look far for the culprit—but the shit she came out with usually had Keys and me chuckling.

Though I was amused, I cocked a brow at her. “You’re not supposed to be up here.”

She shrugged. “Not supposed to do a lot of things, but I do them anyway.”

Keys snorted. “Just call you rebel, huh?” he teased from behind his phone.

“I’m not a rebel, but I’m certainly not an angel, and I’m tired of you thinking I am.” She huffed and folded her arms across her chest.

The move plumped up her tits, and the way she pouted? Christ, I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about using those tits to get myself off in a titty fuck that would be better than any other I’d ever experienced. Especially if it ended with her opening up those pillowy lips and sucking on the tip of my cock.

She was beautiful, my Ama. Like sin and sass had come together to make the impossible—an angel in hell. I didn’t care what she said, didn’t care how hard she argued. She was an angel. In both

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