Blind Devotion by Sam Crescent

need her to die at the right time, when Penny has only me for
support.”
    He’d take all of the crew out if he could. All he
wanted was Penny’s daughter so that he could continue with his plan. Over the
years he’d put in a lot of time with Penny and Sasha. He wasn’t going to let
anything happen to Penny or let the shitty biker crew spoil his future. Penny
still loved her daughter. All he needed to do was push the right buttons, and Penny
would be eating out of the palm of his hand in no time when her daughter was
dead. She was eating out of it now to a point, but Sasha stayed between them.
He’d have killed Sasha a long time ago if he could have gotten away with it,
but it wouldn’t do him any good if Penny blamed him for Sasha’s death.

Chapter Seven
     
    In the middle of the night, Pussy stared down into Sasha’s
sleeping face. She was too sweet and trusting for her own good. He tucked behind
her ear some hair that was obstructing his view. After he’d showered her,
removing the evidence of her virgin blood, he’d tucked her in bed. Lying next
to her, he’d fallen asleep, but he was awake again.
    She loves me.
    He didn’t deserve her love. She should be with a man
who’d give her everything her heart desired. Four years she’d been screwed over
by that bastard, and he wouldn’t even let her have a dog to help her. Everything
Kenneth did to her made Pussy uneasy. Her stepfather had to be isolating her on
purpose. There was no other explanation for what he was doing. Her mother was
hooked on pills and booze whereas Sasha was beautiful. She rivaled Angel’s
sweetness as far as he was concerned.
    You can’t let her go.
    No, he couldn’t let her go, and he didn’t want to
think why.
    “What am I going to do with you?” he asked, speaking
the words aloud.
    Sasha continued to sleep on.
    You can’t leave her. Claim her for your own.
    “Shane?” Her eyes opened, and she frowned. Taking hold
of her hand, he placed her palm against his chest.
    “I’m here, baby.”
    “You’re awake? Is it morning?”
    “No. I couldn’t sleep.”
    She closed her eyes again. “What are you doing?” she
asked.
    “I’m watching you, and I was thinking about
something.”
    Reaching behind him, he took another condom.
    Don’t wear it.
    He hesitated. Would it be wrong to fuck her without a
condom? If she was pregnant with his child then he could use that excuse to
claim her as his old lady.
    Don’t do it. She deserves better than that.
    Tearing into the foil, he rolled the rubber over his
cock.
    “What were you thinking about?” she asked.
    Sliding between her thighs, he ran a finger through
her creamy slit. She’d be sore, but he had no intention of rushing this time.
Pressing the tip of his cock to her entrance, he stared down into her face and
slowly glided inside her. He didn’t want to hurt her.
    She groaned, arching up to him.
    “ You becoming my old lady.”
He gripped her around the back and lifted up. Pussy turned so his back was to
the headboard and Sasha’s legs were wrapped around his waist with his cock
buried deep inside her.
    Sasha gasped. Her nails sank into the flesh of his
shoulders.
    “What does that mean?”
    “You become mine. I claim you and marry you.”
    He gripped her hips, pulling her off his cock until
only the tip remained inside her. Pussy growled as her pussy tightened around
his shaft while bringing her back down. He thrust inside her a couple more
times before he kept her steady.
    “Is that a proposal?”
    “Yes, I guess it was.” He’d never win awards for
romance. Fortunately, he wasn’t looking to win any kind of awards at the
moment.
    “You don’t love me.”
    “I don’t need to love you to want to take care of you.
Your stepfather has an ulterior motive when it comes to you, baby. I don’t want
to see you hurt.” He pushed some hair off the back of her neck. Placing his
palm over her pulse, he felt how erratically it was beating.
    “But you don’t love