Giving It to the Man-Whore

By Sam Crescent

For a long time, Melissa and Pea enjoyed the pleasures of an open relationship. They have found a life that brings them together. They are friends, lovers, along with being husband and wife, and now they’ve agreed to be faithful!

Mel is pregnant. Her relationship with Pea is in new territory, and she’s scared. They’ve promised to be together, but does that involve children?

Pea is completely, totally in love with Mel. He’ll do anything for her. Their marriage has taken them to places he never thought possible. The other women are gone, and he doesn’t miss them. There’s only one woman he wants in his arms, in his bed, and that’s Mel. He knows her, and above everything else, he loves her. He wants a family, a big one, with Mel, and he knows they’re going to make amazing parents.

Everything is working out for them, a healthy pregnancy, their marriage—what could possibly go wrong?

But nothing is ever perfect. There’s danger lurking in Sinners’ Corner, and when Mel is caught in the crossfire, can Pea get to her in time?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Sep 1, 2017
• ISBN: 9781773394084

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Copyright© 2017 Sam Crescent

ISBN: 978-1-77339-408-4

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Editor: Karyn White

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GIVING IT TO THE MAN-WHORE

Saints and Sinners MC, 5

Sam Crescent

Copyright © 2017

Prologue

You are fucking beautiful, Pea said.

Melissa smirked, shaking her head. You don’t need to say crappy one-liners. I’m a sure thing. She ran her hand down his pants, rubbing his cock. The one thing she could guarantee was him being rock-hard.

You know your sister hates me, and she doesn’t like that we’re married, Pea said.

Being the older sister, Melissa paused as she looked at the man who had asked her to marry him. She hated the institution of marriage, and believed it was old, archaic. Her parents had the greatest marriage, and had been close friends to the Saints and Sinners MC. When they died, everything had fallen to her to make things right. Penny relied on her, and her beautiful sister was so loving, so gentle, that Melissa would do anything.

Pea was a strange guy. The guy you never took home to Mom and Dad. He cheated regularly. From the moment they had met and first fucked, she had known she was never going to get love or a happily ever after from him. But the truth was, she didn’t want that. It was too much hard work, and she was having to look after her little sister.

Then when Pea had come to her house a couple of months ago, and saw how bad it had gotten for her, he’d come up with this suggestion of them getting married. She’d been trying to make ends meet. Her parents hadn’t been rich, and taking care of Penny hadn’t been easy. Penny was a dream to look after, but Mel wasn’t used to having to deal with the responsibility.

She was a good-time girl. All she had ever wanted to do was get out of Sinners’ Corner from the moment she became a teenager. Instead, she’d ended up caring for her baby sister through high school. She never made Penny feel bad about that either. Penny was a nice girl and easy to handle. There were no drugs, or underage pregnancy to worry about. What got on top of Mel were the constant bills. No matter how many jobs she worked, she couldn’t deal with it. From the hospital to the funeral, to the house, and everything, she couldn’t pay.

Pea had come in and taken all of the problems away. He’d wanted a hot fuck, but instead, he’d been with her as she went through each bill, and he sat down with a notepad and worked it out.

In that moment, he’d become her hero.

She wouldn’t take charity, and in order to help her, he’d offered her marriage.

Every club whore she’d been with wanted to be an old lady. Mel hadn’t wanted to be an old lady. She loved fucking members of the club for a bit of fun, but an old lady meant life to these men, and she didn’t know if she had what it took to do that. Life! It was just too much, or at least it was for her. Was there any way she could commit to someone that long?

She didn’t want to be a one-man woman. She wanted it all. If a guy she liked the look of wanted to party, then she wanted to be there with him.

Marriage was about being faithful, and that wasn’t something she could be.

When she told Pea that, he’d laughed. He gave her an option for marriage, which saved her sister being taken from her, and gave her the security she needed while also allowing her freedom.

Their marriage was a strange one. Open, and when she saw him with other women, she felt great because she didn’t just stay with him. They were great together.

Penny doesn’t get it. She knows I never wanted to get married. Also, you’re part of a very bad bunch of men. That upsets her. She’s worried about me. She stuck her lip out, and moved over his lap, straddling him. Pushing her pelvis against his cock, she gave a little moan.

You like to play the wounded sister, don’t you? he asked.

It gets things done. Penny doesn’t complain, and I have an easy life. She slammed her lips down on his as he grasped her ass, tugging her close. This was one of those rare occasions when they acted like a married couple. Neither of them wanted anyone else, but only each other, and she loved these moments as much as she loved everything else about him.

She did love Pea in her own way. She just wasn’t in love with him. It made a weird kind of sense in her head.

Who would pass up a man who wanted you to fuck and take care of you?

They were all crazy in her book.

****

Pea grasped Mel’s nice ass. He’d fucked it many times, and it was always better each time he was with her. This woman was the dream woman for him. She needed him in a lot of ways, but she didn’t need him in that way. He took care of her, paid all the bills, settled her debts, and did what he was meant to do. Penny was also taken care of.

From the moment he’d had the idea of marriage, Mel had surprised him. She didn’t need him being faithful. In fact, she’d seen him many times in the club fucking random women. She either smiled, sometimes joined in, or just left him to it.

There was no jealousy, no possessive feelings.

His club brothers thought he was insane. There’s no way something like this was going to last.

None of them had a fucking clue what he wanted, or how he wanted to deal with it. This was his life, and he intended to live exactly how he wanted. Nothing and no one was going to change that for him.

Chapter One

Present day

Mel stared at the stick again. She’d purchased nearly three hundred dollars in pregnancy test kits, and each one was saying the same damn thing. She’d told Penny at Saint and Natasha’s wedding, but she didn’t want this.

There was no way she could go through with this. Tears filled her eyes as each one she read told her that she was in fact pregnant. She’d taken another three hundred dollars’ worth of tests just last week, and they had all said the same. She was pregnant.

It wasn’t even the same pee either, so she had to believe the sticks now.

Sitting back in a heap, she felt tears spring to her eyes. This couldn’t be happening. Not now, not ever.

Her stomach chose that moment to turn. She grabbed the toilet seat and threw up everything she’d eaten that day. Her cravings were already going through the roof, and what she’d eaten was twenty doughnuts. Yes, she was craving sugar like she couldn’t believe.

She flushed the toilet and grabbed some tissue, wiping her mouth before throwing that down the toilet. There’s no way she could tell Pea.

What was she going to do?

Glancing at the time, she groaned. He could be coming home any minute.

Ever since they had promised to give their relationship a real go, Pea had been home by seven nearly every single night. He brought her flowers, chocolates, jewelry. The gifts were beautiful, but he didn’t seem to realize that she didn’t need them.

Gathering up the pregnancy sticks, she placed them in a small box she had kept, and once she was sure all evidence was gone, she went and tossed them into the trash outside.

The fresh air felt good on her clammy skin.

Closing her eyes, she basked in the cool air, not wanting to go inside for fear of being sick again.

Are you okay? a very masculine voice asked.

She turned to see Big Ricky standing in her driveway. There was no sign of a car, and she frowned. Yeah, I’m fine. What’s going on?

I was just walking around in the neighborhood. I was passing through.

Oh. Would you like to come in for some coffee? she asked.

She knew that Big Ricky was part of some mafia gang, the Lorenzo family, and he’d been placed in their small town for some reason. Pea had gone into a lot of detail, and like all the times before, she’d zoned out.

The less she knew about club business the better it was for her. She didn’t need to know the workings of the club. Even after all this time, she didn’t really care for it. She was loyal to them though. She’d never turn into a rat. Entering her home, she took a second to make sure she wasn’t going to vomit, and then proceeded to the kitchen.

Big Ricky was a large man, tall and muscular, and he had that sophisticated air about him, which at times was quite disconcerting.

She filled the kettle and put it on the stove to begin heating up.

Normally she had a coffee machine with it filled, but since being pregnant, she’d found that vomiting was too much. The stench of coffee always setting her off, so she’d gone to the making it for those that wanted it.

The smell was acrid and horrible, but if she was making for one person, at least the whole house didn’t stink of the stuff.

What brings you around here? she asked. I’ve never seen you here before.

She made sure not to breathe as she handed him the cup of coffee.

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