Intrigued by Danger (The Danger Family, #3)

by Endiya Carter

“Because he gets on my damn nerves and he’s crazy. Loyal like a dog, but crazy like a street dog.”

“Baby, I’m good. I’ll go down soon. I just feel like I’m a bit too jittery or angsty to fuck you right now. I might go too crazy.” “I get it, but… I’m in the perfect position for you to fuck my mouth.”

“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.”

“Hoe. I don’t know what’s going on with you these last seventy-two hours, but this is the second damn time you have not hit me back in the same damn weekend when you said you would. You know I’m all pregnant and emotional. Is there someone else? Are you dumping me? What’s tea?”

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.”

“It’s not even fair how good you feel, Ella, damn. Are you on something?” “Doesn’t that take the thrill away from your breeding kink?”

“Well, when I came home and spoke to you, you ignored me, so I wasn’t aware you wanted to talk.” She looked taken aback. “Declan, I need you to tell me something.” “What’s that?”

Taken aback, I replied, “Excuse me? Come again. Gay?” “I mean… if I knew you were going to be using our open relationship to frolic with… men, I probably wouldn’t have… or I don’t know.” I laughed until tears pricked my eyes. When I looked at her, I realized she was serious.

“Oh, yeah.” My lips spread into a tight smile. “Yeah. Look at how you are grinning. You’re living in your truth, and you can’t contain it. I knew it.”

The nerve of her to go through my phone after she was the one to initiate the open relationship.

She shrugged. “You have the masculine look, but you do act feminine sometimes, Declan. You cry a lot. You have more P.M.S symptoms than me. You’re probably a bottom. I could be wrong though. You did want to stick your dick in my ass that one time.”

“Well, what are you? Are you getting bent or…”

So so you doing the bending .. 🤣😂

Winter fucked me up with what she’d said and if I thought our relationship wasn’t over at the start of her asking me for an open relationship, I knew the shit was over now. Even if she never found out about Elle, and her and I never broke up, I would never look at her the same.

I massaged my temples. “Fuck. Am I sticking my foot in my mouth?” She nodded slowly, with a tight grin on her face. “You’re up to your ankle now,” she said, and burst out laughing. “Basically, what you saying is you thought I ate out more than I cooked.”

He released my hand. “Young man, I’m bullshitting. You doing a’ight?” “Yeah, I’m good. Can’t complain.” He nodded. “It’s always good when you can’t complain.”

“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.”

what fruit was it again? Peach. Pear. Plum! Plum fool.”

I think me and Leah sighed at the same time.

“I’ll be back,” Elle said, picking up her bag. When Leah stood up, Elle stopped and stared at her. “And where the fuck are you going?” “Uh. Um. To get us… me and D some water,” Leah stumbled over her words.

“So, this young man wants his hair cut like his dad and his uncles, and I had to explain to him that I didn’t want to mess up his perfectly good waves. And, that his dad and

uncles are balding and that’s why they have to get bald fades.”

“Could you two calm down? Both of y’all are oozing we just fucked,” he spoke lowly.

“What the hell are you talking about, Kemba?” I asked. “This nigga does not laugh, smile, none of that, and you got him over here bussing a gut laughing. Yo’ ass ain’t that mothafuckin’ funny. Lastly, neither of y’all are denying it, which means I am right.” Kemba’s lips curved into a smirk.

To me, someone who just wanted to start a gay rumor would have thought something of it, but I didn’t think anyone else would buy it.

“Yeah, but we can play the black and white game all we want, Declan, but we know the unspoken grey area is to not do an open relationship with people who are basically in the family.” “Yeah, but I want you in my life, this way, for as long as I can possibly have you. Selfish, probably, but this is what I want.”

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

I looked at him, smiling, and clapping as everyone else did. I couldn’t help but notice Winter’s shocked expression while barely clapping.

Looking down the table, Mr. Duncan and I locked eyes. I immediately looked away from him.

Quinci grabbed his lips. “Enough,” she hissed lowly.

He rested his lips against my ankle. “Ella, I was happy to see you in that orange tonight. I’m glad you listened to me.” “I’ll do anything you say, Daddy.” He cut his eyes to me. “Anything?” “Anything, Daddy.”

Yes, Big Daddy has two families, and neither one of us are coming up off him.”

“Declan, where are you going?” “To see a man about a horse.” “That’s not funny.” “I’m not joking.”

“You don’t have to say no more. Freaky ass nigga,” Dymon said, and handed me the blunt. “And we taking you out tonight, so we could celebrate you the Danger way.”

photo came through. It was a picture of her freshly done orange toes next to her new bouquet of flowers. “Oh, you one of those freaky ass niggas too,” Diesel said, grinning. “Fuck you, nigga,” I joked.

“Goddamn, nigga, you blowing my high and my post nut clarity,” I sniped, playfully. “I’ll talk to Elle. Fake ass, Dr. Phil.” “Don’t say I ain’t never tried to help you,” Dymon said as he stopped in front of my house. “A’ight bro.”

“Come on, sprung ass nigga, light the J,” Dymon said.

“Damn. Maybe not. Y’all being lame as hell out here. The ladies in there slamming bones and throwing shots back and y’all sitting out here like some old ass niggas. What’s up with y’all?”

“My nigga! All those times I whooped your ass, you were letting me!” I chuckled. “Not now, Dymon.”

“Top or mothafuckin’ bottom. All that shit went out the fucking window when you realized that a nigga actively chooses every fucking day to not cheat on yo’ ass. It wasn’t no talk about protection then… no top or bottom shit then, was it?”

knew after everything came out Winter told him that he had to choose between me and them, and he chose them, as he should have. That was his family. I would never advise someone I loved to throw away a twenty-year relationship for a two-month fling. So, instead of moping around like I didn’t know that this day would come, I was going to enjoy it, starting with whatever gift he got me in the bathroom.

“Goddamn, whipped ass boy. The girl ain’t going nowhere. Eat something, so we can go get fucked up,” Dymon said, laughing.

“That’s the big secret? You’re not hiding some big health diagnoses or any of that. You switched up on me over a man?”

“Ya grandma and I went fishing last night in my dream.”

“Yes, you do. She was happy to fish which means you knocked up,” he said, and lifted his arm. “Come on.”

His lips curved into a smirk. “Your freaky ass is alright with me.”

“Wait, where y’all at without me?” “Where they about to stay without you. Lay back down.” Quinci said in the background, making us laugh.

I sighed. “Fuck, I hate that smart bastard.” Diesel chuckled. “Look, you can’t be mad about this, because you not supposed to know about this. Understand?”

“She called me, sobbing, about how she messed up you guys’ relationship, telling me everything, even the most embarrassing parts. She wanted me to talk to you, believing that I could change your mind, but it seems that your mind is made up.” “It is.”