Intrigued by Danger (The Danger Family, #3)

by Endiya Carter

“Yes, let’s keep it down so we might be able to hear them fuck,” she whisper-shouted. “Sometimes, I sit out here just to hear Dymon put Quinci through the wall so I can get off.”

Only a couple of things would make my heart skip several beats, and one of them was losing the only man I’d ever loved. I hated it when he wanted to talk about not being here anymore.

Whether my dad believed it or not, I wanted to get married, but the reality was that finding a good Black man who could handle me and everything about me was slim to none. I’d rather get my happiness from being a Domme with my subs than be with one man I would be miserable with and not sexually satisfied.

“Della Mae, you can’t control what anyone thinks of you. If they are making fun of you because you have no breasts, what are you going to do when you have breasts, and they still make fun of you?” After that, I started to fall in love with myself, and eventually, my body caught up.

“Declan… boyyy. You just don’t know.” He looked at my hands and then back up at me. “What? I just don’t know?” “I thought you was your brother out here copping a squat when my girl is at home dragging a wagon in the front and the back. I was about to one, two yo’ ass, for real, and tell you to get yo’ ass home.”

“Oh! I see why you got that hood on.” He sat back. “Excuse me?” “See, that’s why you need to stay out that barbershop and come to my beauty salon, so your hairline can be straight, because it’s giving obtuse angle.”

“I have a question. And please tell me if I’m overstepping, but have you talked to your dad about it? Aren’t him and Mrs. Vivian in an open marriage?” He chuckled. “I don’t know what the fuck they got going on, but whatever it is, they too fucking old to be doing it.” That made me laugh so hard. “It’s funny, but I have to disagree, Declan. It’s very possible to teach an old dog new tricks.”

“Dec, this is going to sound like I’m taking up for Winter but I’m not. I’m just speaking as a woman. Women just want to feel wanted, loved, and lusted after. But most importantly, reassured. Sometimes, being fine and having money ain’t enough, especially now. You and her have been together for decades. She’s spent a lot of your money and had yo’ kid, and now, it’s like, what else? I mean, do you look at her like the hot light just came on at Krispy Kreme? Do you still date her? Sweat her? Look at her across the table at a restaurant and tell her you can’t wait to get her home.”

The pet name ‘baby girl’ would always be my undoing.

Plus, women with old names are savages. Last Summer, I fucked a girl named Dottie and she took me down. I almost couldn’t keep up,” he said, laughing.

Only one girl, basically.” “Ain’t you like forty?” “Thirty-eight, nigga.” “Shit. Same thing.”

“Bro, in all seriousness, though… I want whatever you want for yourself and your relationship, but I also don’t want you to be no fool, either. If she can’t see she got a good dude in front of her, then you can’t fear starting over. Life goes on.” “You right, man.”

“Plus, it’ll be cool to be yo’ wingman. You know how much pussy the pauper gets just because he’s friends with the prince.” I shook my head.

“In all seriousness, though, Declan, comparison is a dirty thief. It robs you of so much, like imagine if I got pissed off at all the girls doing the same styles of wigs I was doing. Me and you work in billion-dollar industries, we don’t have time to compare ourselves to nobody else.”

“Then we can leave it there, but just know, regardless of what you feel or what others have made you feel like, Declan, you are not inadequate.”

“I saw the flowers you got Mom. I liked them.” “Me too. I thought they was pretty cool. You always have to give the people you love their flowers, while they can smell them.”

I may not have been able to pick up his sex game readings, but I could train a big dick to do what I wanted it to do.

He said and removed his hand from my panties and then my leggings. “A rule of life, my precious, beautiful, sweet woman, is that lessons repeat until they are learned.” “Declan.” I looked at him with pleading eyes. “And I only want to teach lessons once.”

“Declan, I have now finished hour six of doing everything you asked me to do. I know this thing you’re doing is a part of your sadistic game and I am willing to play. Very willing, but I am ready to get cracked… like an egg. Plowed… like a garden. Back broken… like Humpty. I don’t know what kind of video you’re going to get at 8:59, but whatever it is will be blamed on this wine.”

“I’m scared this will open a box I won’t be able to close.” “Then don’t close it,” she challenged.

“Declan Danger, you are going to spoil me. Scalp rubs. Teary orgasms. Sleepy rides to bed and turn down service. I don’t know. I can’t take this.” “I’ll spoil the fuck out of you if you let me.”

Ella. The only response I have to yesterday is to treat you like the bad mf bitch you are. -Daddy.

“Ella, he was touching my bruise,” he said lowly, sliding deeper into me. “I don’t fucking like that.”

“The right way, my precious Ella, is you blessing me with this pussy, and you taking whatever you want from me. Whatever you fucking want.”

Baby, I could not stop smiling after I got those flowers. So, yes, you are my type, and I could see myself catching feelings for you. Oh my God!” She clasped her hands around her mouth, shaking her head, quickly. “What? Are you okay?” She dropped her hands, shaking her head. “I just broke rule number one in Girl Code-ology. Never let men know how you feel. They act a plum fool when they know.”

“You know, Declan, you are like one of those weirdo Encyclopedia bros, that just know a bunch of random info, for no reason, but will beat the quantum physics out yo’ coochie. Like, I think that is so fucking sexy like… oh my God.”

“I really don’t have a single thought past you doing what I asked of you.”

As intimidating as he was, he was just as sexy, which was dangerous as fuck. I could see exactly where his sons got it from.

“Yeah, I get it. Don’t disrupt your life if you don’t have to.” “Exactly…”

“Declan, where are you going?” “To see a man about a horse.” “That’s not funny.” “I’m not joking.” I continued backing out enough for me to let the garage door down, watching as she scrunched her face.

“And I don’t know what you laughing about. Your time is coming and I’m going to be laughing just like you are right now.” “What you mean? The girl that’s giving me hell not even my girlfriend.” “And that’s why I’m going to be laughing even harder because a girl, that’s not even your girl, is going to have you crazy out here.” I thought about it for a moment. “You know what… touché.”

“You need something?” “I don’t know yet.” While she rifled through my wallet, I put on my briefs and my pants. She pulled out my Centurion card and did a little dance. “That’s the one you want?” “Declan, you are not about to let me keep this black card.” “You pulled it out, so you must want it.” She blushed. “No, I don’t want anything, Declan.” “Well, keep it until you do.” She bit the corner of her lip. “Okay.”

When you’ve been told for so long that what you say and do is never going to matter until you can produce, you kind of internalize it.

I want to be the great great great grandma sitting in the grove with like a hundred family members surrounding me while I’ll tell stories.”

“What I meant by that is, after what happened back there, if you try to run from me again, I might do something very reckless like have a bunker built under your shop and chain you in there, giving you only enough room to go from there to your shop.” My lips slipped apart, and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. That should sound scary, but my pussy didn’t give a fuck about that.

He used the back of his hand and cleaned my face. “While I have your mouth, I need you to say, ‘I am done running.” “I-I-I am done running,” I stuttered. “Yeah,” he said, nodding. “Because you know you belong to me, yeah?” “Yes,” I whispered. “And I belong to you too, yeah?” “Yes.” My pussy was already soaked from giving him head, but now she was throbbing hard. “And you will never do that to another man, unless I command you to. Do you understand what I’m saying to you?” My knees nearly buckled. I nodded as much as I could. He gripped my chin tighter. “I need to hear that you understand what I’m saying to you.” “I…I understand.” His smiled. “Good.”

“Dangers do not fucking cry. We cannot afford to cry. That’s how my father was and that’s who I became. It worked for me, so I figured it could work for you. It frustrated me that your mother kept going against me whenever I tried to correct it. In hindsight, thank goodness your mother wasn’t having it, unlike my mom. By the time your mother drilled in my head that I needed to be different with you, you’d already hated me. So, I figured, I missed that window, and if you weren’t going to be tough that way, you were going to be tough other ways. That’s why I’m always hard on you. Not because I thought you were incapable.”

On the sink was a gift bag and inside was a medium sized box which I automatically knew was jewelry. I took the top off and inside was a beautiful diamond encrusted collar with a weird looking lock on the end of it. When I picked it up out the box, a small handwritten note was under. You’re Mine. M.D.

He stared down at me. “Ella, I am happy that you decided to accept this from me, however, I must warn you, that once I put this on, only I can take it off, and it’s never coming off.” I swallowed. “Sleep. Shower. When you’re under me. When you’re performing for me. It will never come off. Do you understand?” “Yes Sir.”

He rubbed his tongue back and forth across the top row of his teeth, which I realized he did when he was trying to calm himself down. “Some say that it only takes about six weeks to change a habit, and—you better look at me when I’m talking to you, Ella—and somewhere along the timeline of you leaving CG and going on your trip, you clearly have forgotten who the fuck runs this shit. Now, walk.”

Elle used all her strength to not be vulnerable with me, because she hated it. More than her hating it, she thought I didn’t feel the same way about her, since I still hadn’t said anything about it.

I’d been on autopilot for the last week, running off two hours a sleep every night, and two red bulls and a cup of coffee a day. It was either work myself to death or cry myself to death, and I chose the former.

will say this, and we can leave it alone. Life is too short to not be happy. Don’t let anyone tell you that you cannot have it all because you can. You’re beautiful, smart, and any man would be lucky to have you.”

“Diesel. I love Elle. I don’t mind watching her fuck other people. She’s done it for me before and I fell deeper in love with her. We switch roles from time to time, but I think she loves being submissive for me and dominant to other people. If I knew she’d say yes, I’d ask her to marry me tomorrow. Any more questions?” His lips curved into a smirk. “Your freaky ass is alright with me.”

You were the last person I wanted to disappoint.” “Oh, son. The only way you’d disappoint me is you living a life that you’re not happy in. It doesn’t matter how long it takes to find happiness, as long as you find it. I know you’re probably going to hate to hear this, but you are more like your dad than you think you are.” I shook my head, smirking, because Elle said the same thing, and didn’t mean it to be derogatory as Winter did when she said it.

“I know that you witnessed a lot of things going on between your father and I, but when I go to sleep, I thank God I met Duncan because he gave me five of the greatest gifts, I could have ever asked for. Would I change that? No. Do I wish you guys had a different father, absolutely not. Deep down, your father is a great man, with many, many faults, as with any person, but don’t live your life trying not to be like him, you may miss out on a lot. Do you understand?” “Yes ma’am.”

“Ooh. Is this a lifetime thing? Or until she gets married?” He shrugged. “Either, or. Do you have a problem with that?” “Actually, no, because I agree. If I hadn’t worked, ever, I would be parting the Red Sea if my man was talking about I gotta work because he found a new bitch. Oh, I got your work a’ight. Assassin would be my new job.”

“Ella, I want to answer to you for the rest of my life.” I opened the box, revealing two bands that clasped into two D’s. “This is my promise to my girls, that I’ll always be there for them and their mother, and to be the best father I can be. These bands also work in a way so if you wanted to give them one when they are older, you could.” My hands started to shake, but I managed to slide the two trays apart, revealing her engagement ring. “And this is my promise to you, Della Mae Thomas…” I took the ring out of the box and slid out of the booth to my knee next to her. “I love you. I’m in love with you. I want to continue to grow with you. You’ve really and truly made me the happiest man. Will you marry me?” She nodded vigorously. “Yes, Declan! Oh my God, yes,” she squealed. Both of our hands trembled as I slid the ring on her finger. “Oh my God, baby. This ring is so freaking beautiful.” “And the special part about this ring is the small diamond in the center. It belongs to your grandmother. Your father gave me his blessing to ask you.”

“What you mean months ago?” “He been had those rings made,” Denim added. She looked up at me. “And you just now asking me? Why?” I held my hands up. “It ain’t my fault. Your sisters—yeah, all of them around you— said I shouldn’t ask you while you were pregnant. Your engagement needed its own day or something they said,” I admitted as my brothers walked up, dapping me up. She squinted at me and then turned to look at them. “So, I got a lot of opps around me? Because what you mean I could have had these rocks months ago and had my kids last name before they were born.”

“You really don’t know how happy you’ve made me tonight, Declan Danger.” “I’m looking forward to doing that for the rest of my life, Ella Danger,” I said, and kissed her forehead.