Chapter 1 Skull
SKULL
Tangling her dark curls in my fist, I watch her pouty lips swallow down my cock. I’m standing at the edge of the bed while my identical twin, Bones, fucks Rose, one of the club girls, from behind.
“Fuck, you always take us so well,” he grits out, slapping her ass hard. The sound echoes through the room. “You like having two big cocks to play with, don’t you? Show Skull just how good that mouth is.”
She moans around my cock, which sends a tingle down my spine.
She knows what she’s doing. We’ve fucked Rose plenty of times, always together.
She’s up for anything, and that’s why she’s one of the favorites here at Serpents of Chaos MC.
She’s been with all of the brothers at one time or another, but she hasn’t started any shit with any of the old ladies, so she gets extra points for that.
She knows the score, and we won’t have to worry about her trying to get clingy with us tomorrow.
“That fucking mouth,” I rasp, fucking her deeper before pulling out. She makes a whining sound, wanting it back. Bones starts to fuck her harder, then pulls out and spins her around. We know what the other is thinking and what the other wants, and we work together like a well-oiled machine.
This isn’t our first rodeo, and the women we share never leave unsatisfied.
I slide on a condom and start to fuck her pussy while Bones gets her mouth. She moans around his dick, loving every second of what she’s getting.
“What do you think, brother? Should we let her come again?” Bones rasps, gripping her hair and fucking her face.
I reach between us and start stroking her clit. “Yeah, we can’t let her leave here without coming at least six times. What do you think?”
“I’m going to come in her mouth, and she’s going to swallow every drop down like the good little whore she is,” he orders, looking down at her. “Aren’t you, Rose?”
She nods around him, then starts to scream as she comes all over my cock.
“Fuck,” I grunt as I follow her, gripping her ass cheeks so hard I know she’s going to have bruises tomorrow.
Bones finishes with us. “Open your mouth and show me,” he growls, and she does as she’s told.
“Good girl,” he praises, letting go of her hair and lying down on the bed. “Stay here, Rose. We aren’t done with you yet.”
She lies down between us, catching her breath. “Fuck, I came so hard that time.” She sighs, closing her eyes.
We let her sleep for an hour before waking her again.
* * *
Still hungover from the celebrations the night before, I cover my eyes with my arm, trying to block the sunlight. My phone vibrates, and I feel like it isn’t the first time.
“Yeah,” I bark, not checking to see who it is.
“Skull, you and Bones need to get to the hospital right now,” Scorp demands, and something in his tone has me sliding off my sheet and sitting up.
“What is it?” I ask, standing.
“Daisy showed up here last night and had the baby. She had left town but decided to come back to give birth.” He pauses and takes a deep breath. My heart starts hammering in my chest. He can’t be saying what I think he’s saying, right?
“I quickly ran the tests, and the baby is either yours or Bones.”
Fuck.
No.
We knew this was a slight possibility. We had both fucked Daisy. Yeah, we wore protection, but accidents happen. I guess it was twice as lucky that we were the father, since we both had her.
What a fucking shit show.
I quickly shower, get dressed, and head next door to my brother’s room. Rose is still naked in bed with him. We might have both fucked her last night, but while he allows sleepovers, I do not.
“Bones, get up,” I say, and his blue eyes, identical to my own, open.
“What?”
“Get dressed, we have to go to the hospital. Scorp called.”
His brows knit as he tries to process my words while he’s still half asleep. He quickly gets up and stands in front of me. “Who’s hurt?”
“It’s Daisy,” I say, swallowing hard. “The baby. It’s ours.”
He makes a choking sound, mixed with laughter that lacks his usual humor. “Stop messing around.”
“I’m not,” I say quietly.
We share a look. “Fuck,” he grunts, stalking toward the bathroom with his hands behind his neck.
Neither of us is father material.
The first baby we ever held was Zade, Ora’s son, and that was just last week.
It’s the blind fucking leading the blind here, and the child’s mother is a club girl.
What life is this baby going to have?
While Bones gets ready, I pull out my phone and search the internet for what newborns need.
Apparently, a lot.
I’m going to need Ora’s help with this one.
On our way to our bikes, I turn to Bones. “Should we bring something?”
At the same time, he says, “We should bring something, right?”
One mind.
“What though? I don’t know what a baby needs.”
I nod in agreement. “Let’s go check out the situation, and then we can go buy everything.” I pause. “Should we bring Daisy flowers or something? She did just push out our baby.”
A muscle works in his jaw. “Yeah, all right. We can get something in the hospital gift shop.”
We take care of what’s ours. It doesn’t matter who the baby actually belongs to.
He or she is ours.
It’s as simple and as complicated as that.
When we step into the hospital, we find Scorp waiting for us at reception. My eyes drop to the tag that reads ‘Dr. James.’ The concerned look on his face doesn’t bode well for us. He looks away from the paperwork in his hands, his green eyes darting from one of us to the other.
“I don’t know how to say this.”
“Just tell us,” I demand quietly.
He rubs the back of his neck. “Daisy left. She had the baby, and she left.”
I share a look with Bones.
“What do you mean she fucking left?” Bones snarls, his jaw tightening. “Where the hell did she go?”
“She left a note,” Scorp says, handing it to us.
I don’t want this baby.
Give it to her father.
“Did she even know that we were the father?” I ask, trying to figure out why the fuck she has done something so heartless to an innocent child.
“No,” he admits, shaking his head. He lowers his tone. “She doesn’t know I ran those tests. I still had the samples we took before she ran off. So I just tested your DNA with the baby’s. It was a match. If you want, we can run more tests to find out which one of you is definitely the father.”
“No,” we reply at the same time.
“I thought as much.” He sighs, crossing his arms over his chest, his muscles straining against his fancy white doctor coat. “I think you should find out. You can both still raise her, but how is she going to call both of you dad? Think about it.”
She?
We have a daughter.
A little girl.
Why am I more terrified than I was before?
“We have a little girl?” Bones mutters, shaking his head like he’s clearing his thoughts. “I’m going to need more guns.”
“There’s more. Your daughter is in the NICU because she was born underweight. She’s only a tiny little thing, and she needs some feeding and breathing support. We want to watch over her for a few more days to be safe,” he explains, and my heart starts racing with pure fear.
“But she will be okay?” I ask, frowning.
“Yes, she will. Come on, you can both go see her.”
At the first sight of our daughter, lying in the clear crib, sound asleep, I instantly fall in love with her.
A full head of blonde hair, long dark lashes, and the tiniest set of fingers and toes I’ve ever seen.
She’s perfect.
Scorp lets us hold her hand through the circle holes in the crib.
That has to be enough for today.
We stay with her for hours.
Bones heads home to sleep, and he will swap with me tomorrow morning.
“She’s the most adorable baby,” the nurse says as she steps into the room. “Sorry to interrupt, I’m Isla. I’ll be her night-shift nurse tonight.”
Her dark, thick hair is tied at her nape, big chocolate-brown doe eyes highlight her face, and even her scrubs can’t hide her curvy body.
“Skull,” I reply.
She’s wearing glasses that I find really-fucking-adorable and hasn’t checked me out even once.
Isla picks up my baby girl’s chart and reads over it, smiling down at her. “I caught her with her eyes open yesterday. Big blue eyes.” She turns to me and looks me in the eye for the first time. “Just like yours.”
I study her for a few moments, but don’t say anything in return. She goes about her business and then turns back to me. “You want me to get you anything. A coffee?”
I’d love a coffee, but I shake my head.
She must have seen just how much I wanted one on my face, because a few minutes later, she comes back and hands me one anyway. “I didn’t know what you like so I guessed.”
I bring the cup to my lips.
Black. One sugar.
Just how I like it. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Daddy,” she replies, flashing me an easy, amused smile, and then leaves once more.
Daddy?
Yeah, now is not the time, Skull.
Little did I know how this one interaction with her would send me down a fucking rabbit hole.