PROLOGUE

 

“I wanna go home!” Amoni snapped at Renegade. He’d been telling her all month that he’d take her home in a few days. One lie, masked as an excuse, after another fell from his cigarette burned lips. He’d picked her up about six months back. She’d run away from home and decided to hitchhike her way to bigger and better things. The south wasn’t a place for a girl who was seventeen with the body of a woman and the mouth to match. She’d been slapped by her mother for the last time. She decided to run off and prove to her whole family that they weren’t a necessity. Amoni was beautiful and book smart. But she was street dumb and snatched up by a pimp. She knew she was pregnant and did her best to hide it in every possible way so he wouldn’t treat her any different. She knew she was special even if she wasn’t special to him. 

 

“Moni…baby! I’ll take you home tomorrow morning. I’m tired and I needs me some sleep. Now won’t you come on over here and give me some of that Nighquill you got in between your legs.” Renegade said while pulling her over to where he was. He wasn’t a bad person. He just did bad things. Amoni truly did love him. She liked the way he made her feel. His touch was addictive and he was very charming. He had a way about him that made you want to be around him; an alluring personality. But Moni wanted to go home and be around family while she was pregnant. The streets weren’t a place to raise a baby. But no matter how frustrated she was she could never tell Gade no. 

 

She went to where he was and he kissed her; deep and sloppy. By the way he was handling her she could tell he was slightly high. He doesn’t know his own strength when he’d snorted a line. That also meant he’d be groping and humping all night. He was worse than a kid on chocolate when he hit that shit. At first Moni thought it was wonderful. She couldn’t get enough of him and he couldn’t get enough of her. But now, the new has worn off of their relationship and she just sees him as a junkie. 

 

“You make me so damn crazy!” He whispered in her ear as he glided his red hands down her back and pressed her ass firmly against him while kissing her collarbone. She didn’t mean to get so caught up in his touch but she went with it. She slid her hands up his back and began to massage his scalp through the thick damp curls. He’d begun to sweat because of the cocaine. She didn’t mind it. Now that lust was kicking in, it started to turn her on. She knew it would be one wild night.

 

He picked her up and eased her in the bed. He sucked and bit on her collarbone to leave his mark. That was his “signature”. He marked all of his girls. Amoni knew it but didn’t mind it. She was his. He returned his lips to hers and kissed her with heat and passion. He began biting her lips. Renegade knew exactly what he was doing. He was going to make her forget all about going home. He had no intention of taking her back. He’d fallen for her. He’d make all the other girls work for room and board. But Amoni was his prize possession. She didn’t have to do nothing but make sure he was happy. It’s been six months and she hadn’t let him down; not once. 

Renegade put his hands around her neck and applied just a little pressure while he sucked on her left nipple. The moan she let out made the fabric of his jeans strain and stretch to keep his controlling member restrained. He took his dear sweet time sucking on that one titty until he could feel her grinding underneath him. She was close to begging for it. That’s exactly where he wanted her. “You want it baby?” He asked. She nodded quickly. He was her master and she was a happy little slave. 

 

“Renegade!” She called out to him like he was in the next room. There was an urgency in her voice like a siren. It called to the animal in him. He took her nipple out of his mouth and blew on it to cool it off and harden it up. He took a deep breath and told her in a grunt, “Call my name again Moni”. She didn’t let him down. She called him like she needed him to come and put out a fire. “Renegade!!” It was dripping in lust and need. It was honest and clear, she was here for all of him. She didn’t want him to stop. He switched breasts. She started moaning and grinding until she was out of breath. He liked that she had that young energy. She could handle him and the way he handled her. 

 

He moved away from her to admire his work. He had her all worked up and ready to do anything he asked. He started to unzip his jeans and his penis jumped out before he had a chance to actually pull them down. Amoni licked her lips looking at his throbbing dick. She looked back into his eyes and flicked her tongue out at him. He laughed softly and summoned her to him with his finger. She rolled over on all fours and began to crawl to the end of the bed. She took his dick into her mouth and rolled her tongue over the head while it was nestled inside its warmth. Renegade let out a grunt in approval of her movements. She viewed that as her green light. She slowly put it down her throat by yawning. “Moni. Moni. Moni!” Renegade called her name over and over again. She got it all the way in and swallowed. “Moni! Baby! Damn!” He hollered out like she’d pissed him off. He may have been the master but right now the slave was in control. 

 

She slid it in and out. In and out. Faster and faster. He was on the verge of losing his mind when she suddenly stopped and went underneath him and licked his berries and put them in her mouth one at a time. That gave him time to gain some of his composure back. She has learned his body well. She’s got plenty of tricks up her sleeve. He leaned over and started to play in the water. She was dripping down her thighs wet. He knew she’d changed but he didn’t know why. He was just enjoying the ride, literally. 

 

“Lay on your back baby.” Renegade instructed. He laid down on his stomach and hooked her thighs with his forearms. He licked in one lip and she sucked her breath in like he was cold as ice on her skin. He made his tongue flat and wide and licked her whole clit slow like it was ice cream flicking his tongue at the end. She was starting to tremble and moan. That was driving him wild. He licked once more and slid his tongue in what he called his honey pot and started tongue fucking her. He caught sight of her rubbing on her nipples and her tongue flicking one of them. That made him enjoy the taste of her a little more because she was enjoying the way she tasted too. He started to move faster and rougher. Her toes started to curl and her moans got louder. She grabbed his head and started to dance with him. He didn’t mind it. He knew it was only a matter of time before she started spraying for him. He loved it when she did that. She threw her head back and hollered, “Renegade!”. She wet the bed and he saw that as his prime opportunity to let his dick enjoy all her pussy had to offer. 

 

“You tired?” He asked. She shook her head no while biting her finger looking in his eyes. “Come put me to sleep Moni”, he told her. She gladly got up and straddled his shaft and slid right down on it. She rode him like tomorrow wasn’t promised. She bounced up and down. She danced on his pole until her nipples got hard and her pussy started to grab at him involuntarily. She moaned and told him how much she loved him and how that penis was hers. He agreed with her over and over. Her brown skin was red in the places where he’d sucked, bit and slapped. She started shaking. He rolled her off of him and switched positions. He started off rough to make her cum hard. She cussed him but never slowed up. He rode her while looking at the beauty of her ass bouncing back on him. She didn’t have a blemish on her. He felt himself on the edge before he pulled out. 

 

“Come here Moni!” He said as he positioned himself underneath her. He turned her around and made her lean back on him while she rode him reverse cowgirl style. Playing with both nipples as she popped and twirled and twisted on his manhood. She used muscle control and made him lose it. He held on tight and grunted as he released his seed deep inside an already fertilized womb. He left it in while he massaged her clitoris. She was bouncing and moaning. She began to beg him to get hard again because she could feel him going back down. 

 

“No daddy! Please Gade! Give it to me again. I want my dick hard baby. I only want’chu.” She started to worship him. It worked. She made him feel like a god and he didn’t disappoint. He grabbed her and bent her over. He put each hand on each hip and started to pound like he was wild. She was moaning and singing his praises and that went to his head. “You…are…my…master…Gade!” She started. “I…love…this…dick…Daddy!” He lost it. She fed his ego perfectly. 

 

He flipped her over and put his hands around her throat while pounding away. His grip became insufferable. She tried to stop him but he turned into someone else. The grip got tighter. Her eyes began to roll back in her head as she clawed and punched to no avail. He never realized what he was doing to her. He just noticed that she stopped talking. “You like that Moni? You begged for this dick baby. Did you get what you wanted? Huh? Huh?” Renegade was still talking shit and still pumping until he’d emptied the sack. 

    

He rolled off of her and laid beside her. He rubbed her face and noticed that her mouth was open but her eyes were closed. “Moni?” He said while he shook her. Her skin had a bluish hue to it. “Amoni? Amoni!” She was gone. 

 

He jumped out the bed sober and scared. He hurried and got some clothes on and got to the phone. He called the only number that would come to mind. “Day! I need you here. I need some help!” He yelled frantically into the receiver at his brother. Dagon was the only person he trusted to get in his business. 

 

“Where are you?” Dagon asked. 

 

“In room 205 at the Days Inn in Dayton.” 

 

“Aight. Stay put. I’ll be there in an hour.” He hung up the phone. Dagon is the oldest between them and he’s always playing the part of captain save em. 

 

The whole hour he waited, Renegade paced and cleaned and cried. He was sorry for what he’d done. He loved her. He loved everything about her. She begged him to take her home but he didn’t listen. She could’ve been alive if he’d have just listened. He was going through her notebook and found out that she was pregnant. He felt worse. He just killed his soulmate and their child. He would’ve done anything for her and that baby including keeping her away from his pregnant wife Hennesey. She was having his twin boys. He needed a bump but that’s what got him in the situation he’s in. He doesn't even know when it happened. She was talking and then she wasn’t. That’s all he knew. He looked back at her in the bed and his heart dropped into his stomach. He ran to throw up in the bathroom. He took a shower and talked himself into being a man. He went and dressed her and covered her up out of respect. When his brother arrived he had gathered himself together rather well. His face was still red and wet but his head was clear.

 

“What the hell happened Gade?!” Dagon asked impatiently. It was 3 am so he had a right to be upset. 

 

“I lost control.” Renegade answered meekly. 

 

“Did she piss you off?” Dagon asked, trying to find a logical answer. 

 

“No. I was high and we were making love. Things got outta hand.” Renegade tried to explain.

 

“Goddamn it Gade!! After tonight, you’re going to rehab and we will never speak of this again. Understood?” Day said like he was his father. He just nodded. “Come on and help me get her in the car.” He instructed. 

 

Renegade did as he was instructed. He picked her up and put her in the back seat. He never stopped crying. She looked like a child laying back there. He realized that’s exactly what she was. She was only seventeen. He’d killed somebody’s baby girl. He quickly turned around and began the horrible descent of losing his literal mind. He began to shake and mumble to himself with wild eyes. Dagon was watching the demise of his brother’s mind and he wasn’t going to have it. He pulled over and he dragged his baby brother out through the driver’s side. 

 

“Renegade, listen to me. You fucked this up. You killed a girl because you were too high to notice she was fighting for her life. You’ve got scratches and bruises all over your hands, neck and face. She fought for her life. Nigga you damn sho better do the same from now own. You fight for your life. You fight! Now help me get this girl out of this car. Then you’re going to Sunrise in the morning for treatment.” Dagon fussed him out with good reason. They laid the body next to a building with no lights and no cameras and drove off. 

 

The next morning the news spread like wildfire. A dead woman’s body was found by an entire third grade class at the playground of a primary school.