9. Hades #2
The Mount Olympus Riders takeover was real.
I never realized how much I missed my pappoús (grandfather) until I saw him again.
He was one of the coolest old dudes that I knew.
My parents had a family house up here that we all stayed in.
It was an eight-bedroom, nine-and-a-half-bathroom house. It sat behind my grandfather’s house.
We’d been here for a few days already. The bike parade, as the spectators called it, was earlier today.
It had always been one of my favorite parts of celebrating my grandfather’s birthday.
There were hundreds of Mount Olympus Riders.
That wasn’t the best part, though. All of the other local clubs came out to celebrate his birthday as well.
Imagine a thousand bikes rolling in the city of New York at the same time.
The amount of city approvals that had to occur for the parade to happen was crazy.
One of the main reasons it was allowed was because of the money that came into the city from the visiting bikers and the philanthropy that occurred.
My siblings and I gave twenty thousand dollars per year to a charity of our choice, and my parents gave one hundred thousand.
The organizations would be presented with their checks tonight at the gala.
Riding behind my baby earlier was everything it was meant to be. Her thick ass on a bike should be illegal. I bought her a motorcycle backpack with the hopes that it would cover up some of that ass. It did it no damn justice.
“Look what Pop Uranus gave me!” Jin’jer rushed into the bedroom that we were staying in. “Look! Look!”
She extended a jewelry box toward me. I smiled when I opened it.
It was a beautiful charm bracelet that Hera, Hestia, Dindi, and Melody had.
All of the girls’ bracelets had the same charms, with the exception of one.
He always put a charm on the bracelet that represented how he saw them.
“This is beautiful. Did he tell you what your special charm was?”
She sat next to me before she took the box out of my hand. “It’s this one right here, the lioness.” My cheeks rose because I knew exactly why he chose that animal.
“Do you know why he chose that one?” She shook her head then asked me to tell her.
“Well, the lioness is considered the most protective of the animals when it comes to motherhood. She protects her cubs at all costs. We all acknowledge that you didn’t know that you were a mother until recently, but that didn’t matter.
The second when that test proved that Dorian was yours, your mother switch turned on.
“I saw your ass about to jump across that table when he took out money to pay for that bill. The lioness came out of you, and there’s no putting her back. That’s why he gave you that. To remind you that no matter the circumstance, you are a lioness, a mother.”
Jin’jer sat next to me with a face full of tears. I appreciated my grandfather for validating her. Yeah, I did every day, but it felt different when it came from someone else. I took the bracelet out of the box to put around her wrist. It fit her perfectly. She leaned over and kissed my lips.
My hand went behind her head to deepen the kiss.
Jin’jer took the initiative to straddle my lap.
She had on one of those short skater dresses that I didn’t like her wearing.
The way her body and my gun were set up, someone was going to look too hard or say the wrong thing.
All that would result in was fuckas choosing between being murdered, killed, or both.
While we passionately kissed, she lifted her body a little, reached under herself, and released me from my sweatpants. I reached down to pull her panty seat to the side so I could slide in. “Jin’jer, why the fuck you don’t have on panties?”
“I knew I was coming in here to fuck you, so I took them off,” she said before she slipped down on my dick. Her head fell back, and she let out a loud moan. She so fucking sexy.
“Why the fuck is this pussy so damn good?” Her shit should have come with a warning label.
It should have said that I’d be addicted from the first sniff.
I needed it to tell me that I would be prepared to kill everyone behind it and her.
On top of the devil juice that comes out of it, she had the unmitigated nerve to have a giraffe, vortex suction, deep throat.
It was like the shit never ended, and she didn’t have a gag reflex.
The way she let me fuck her mouth was so disrespectfully pleasing.
She kissed my neck as she slowly rode my dick.
She was lucky that her ass got on birth control because every time we had sex, I tried to put a baby in her.
Birth control was only 99 percent effective, so my milky soldiers had a 1 percent chance.
She sat up, put her hand on my chest, and pushed me back on the mattress.
Oh, she’s about to go crazy on this dick.
With her hands on my chest and feet on the bed, she started bouncing up and down in slow motion.
My hand reached up to grab her full breasts.
As soon as my fingers clinched down on her nipples, that pussy wet my dick up.
“Fuck, Hades! If you ever cheat on me or leave me, I’ll kill you.
” She looked down at me with tight eyes. “Do you hear me?”
She did this muscle beat shit with her pussy, and I almost lost my mind.
“Yes, Jin’jer, I hear your good pussy having ass.
” I hadn’t thought about another bitch since I saw her at the club.
She consumed my thoughts, and that was before she gave me her thug ass pussy.
Pussy robbed me of my nut every chance it got.
I grabbed her hips to steady her so that I could finally put in some work. My abdominal muscles went to work.
For the next almost hour, we fucked and sucked on each other until I got a damn Charlie horse, and her lace front was on the floor.
That Got2b wig glue didn’t be that day. We only had enough time to take an hour or so nap and a shower before we had to leave for the gala. It was worth my missed rest.
“Hades, if you don’t stop being mannish, I’m going to beat your ass!” My mamá didn’t have to call me the hell out. I was sure that I wasn’t the only one being mannish in here. She was always focused on me.
I pulled my hand from under Jin’jer’s dress.
We were in a Sprinter on our way to the gala.
My mamá was nosy as fuck. “Anáthema, an se apascholoúse i douleiá sou, tóte den tha évlepes ti kánoume edó píso (Damn, if you would mind your business, then you wouldn’t see what we doing back here),” I mumbled.
My brothers snickered behind me like little bitch ass schoolgirls.
I turned and shot them death stares. When I turned back around, my mother had her death eyes on me.
Oh. Shit! “Agóri, an sou chtypíso ton kólo aftó tha eínai dikí mou ypóthesi. Stamáta na paízeis mazí mou san na min miláo ti glossa (Boy, if I beat your ass that will be my business. Stop playing with me like I don’t speak the language),” my mother quipped.
The Sprinter filled with an eruption of laughter.
My mother’s eyes were still on me like she was reading my thoughts.
My father looked over his shoulder and shook his head.
“Anóito agóri. Tha éprepe na xéreis kalytera. Tóra stamáta na eísai anómalos (Silly boy. You should know better. Now stop being mannish),” my father said with a titter.
I knew my mother spoke fluent Greek. Well, technically, I didn’t know, know, because growing up, my siblings and I thought she only knew enough to discipline us.
When Zeus’s daughter was born, she started speaking Greek more often.
We all looked at her like an alien. My head snapped to the side where Jin’jer sat.
She was filled with the damn giggles like it wasn’t her pussy I was tickling.
If she wanted to giggle, it should have been when I was tickling her pussy, not now.
I leaned over to put my lips near her ear. “See if I play with that pussy later since you want to be Tickle Me Elmo.” Yeah, that stopped her laughter in its tracks.
Fifteen minutes later, we were at the venue for the gala.
It felt good to see all of the biking community out in full force.
Everyone was dressed to the nines. I loved it.
My woman was out here stopping the show with her gown.
She made lace look good as hell. I planned to try and fuck in the bathroom at some point tonight.
My family walked in like the bosses that we were. We were the lineage of the Mount Olympus Riders, and we were given the proper respect as such. “I oikogéneiá mou! Faíneste óloi katapliktikoí (My family! You all look amazing).” My grandfather’s arms were wide open to accept us.
Since we were kids, he always opened his arms wide with the expectation that my siblings and I would all fit into his arms. When we were smaller, we barely did.
It never stopped him from opening his arms and us trying.
My siblings and I rushed into his arms. He kissed all of our foreheads.
After us, he greeted my and my brother’s women. Oh, they loved my grandfather.
The beginning part of the gala consisted of mingling.
After that, it was time for dinner, which was good as hell.
There was a lot of money spent on this gala.
All of the chapters of the Mount Olympus Riders paid an assessment to fund it.
After dinner, the organizations that were given donations were presented with their checks.
Now individuals were going up to give my grandfather the flowers that he deserved.