But I Am The Keeper

She's A Leader

Ryder's POV

Raylee- Age 11

"Daddy, me and the gang are going to link up now." Raylee called out practically halfway out the door already.

"Wait a minute!" I called out after her. Quickly turning off the stove, I rushed from the kitchen where I had been making Sunday lunch for the family, to her. "First of all, speak properly..."

"Sorry daddy… The gang AND I... are meeting up" she gave me an innocent look, tilting her head ever so slightly as if saying 'better now daddy?'

 "What gang are you talking about?" I stared at her with an arched brow as I used the kitchen towel hanging over my shoulder to dry my hand.

"Oh, you know the 'gang'." She emphasized, like that was meant to bring clarity to the situation.

"I heard you the first time, but my question still stands. What 'gang'?"

"Dad, come on, you know, Haze, Zaria, Klaus, Silas and Stiles. The 'gang'." She peeped outside as if someone had been standing there waiting on her. "So I'll see you later, ok? The gang might already be waiting."

"Enough with this gang slang, will you?" I distressingly sighed.

She nodded, smiling sweetly before heading out the door. "Old people." She chuckled under her breath before running off. 

She knew very well that I heard. Honestly, I think that was the plan.

Just then, Alli came walking down the stairs from the room. "Lee just left?"

"Yeah." I sighed "gone to meet the 'gang'.... Wherever did she learn that word?" I ran my fingers through my hair, perplexed.

"School, TV, streets.... The possibilities are endless."

I released another loud labored sigh. "Where's my little girl that would rather hang out with her daddy?" I walked over to the kitchen island, resting my elbows against its white and gold marble surface as I buried my face in my palms.

Alli walked up to me from behind, wrapping her arms around my waist, as her head rested on my back. "Our little girl is growing up."

She stayed like that for a few moments before pulling away, causing me to instinctively turn around to face her.

She was smiling... I knew that smile, she was up to something.

"Well." She began, her smile beaming ten times brighter. "With Lee gone..." There was a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "It just means we have more time for ourselves." 

There it was. She wiggled her brows suggestively , pulling me by the hem of my shirt, up the stairs.

Unhesitatingly, I followed. I liked where this was going...

"Wait, do you think I'm old?" I questioned, as we entered the room.

She pushed me fiercely against the wall, her fingers skimming over my bare skin beneath my shirt, sending a rush of blood to every part of my body. She tiptoed, her lips inches from my ear. "You don't look a day over 18." She whispered, in a low seductive tone. 

A throaty half growl, half moan, rippled from within me, as her fingers ran down my chest, to the button on my jeans.

That was all it took. A smirk tugged on my lips as I immediately hoisted her into the air, her legs like clockwork encircling me as I walked over to the bed.

I lowered her onto her back, hovering over her, briefly taking in her beauty. Damn, one child later, and she was still sexy as hell to me, each inch of her caramel curves.... and to think I nearly missed out on this.

I leaned in, those pink lusciously lips all too ready to meet mine.

*Click*

"Daddy, I'm home."

I groaned in frustration as I flopped down beside Alli on the bed. "Lee's home.... I think she has mastered the art of torture."

Alli smiled. "Then I guess we have to make it quick." She eagerly jumped up, pulling me into a sitting position as she straddled me. She yanked my shirt over my head, before latching her lips onto my neck. I groaned, grabbing her ass to pull her closer into me. 

"Shh... I don't need her walking up here."

I quietly nodded, biting my lip as she grinned against me. My wife knew just how to awaken the beast in me.

She raised her hands over her head, waiting for me to take her shirt off.

"No time to be all sexy and stuff." I muttered, ripping the shirt off of her before swiftly switching positions to pin her against the bed.

'Liam, you ready boy.' I linked within. Alli smiled. I knew she heard that.

"Sabrina is ready too." She smirked.

*Bang, Bang, Bang*

"Good evening Auntie Alli and Uncle Ry." A choir of voices echoed.

This time Alli groaned, the vibrations turning me on all the more.

"She's not alone." Alli sighed, gently pushing me off of her. She stood up, picking my shirt off the ground, to dress. I couldn't help but watch the way my shirt clung to her ass, resting just midway her thighs. It could pass for a dress. Umm, she's one sexy mama. She glanced over her shoulder before leaving. "This isn't over." 

Then she left, leaving Liam pining for her. "I know Liam, my balls are hurting just as badly as you."

I adjusted the bulge in my pants, grabbed another shirt from the closet, then made my way down.

"Snacks, in the cupboard, food on the stove, drinks in the fridge..."

"Woah woah woah. What's going on here Lee?" I question watching her little 'gang' set up shop in my house.

"Can't have my guest starving now, can I?"

My eyes searched the room for Alli, but she was nowhere in sight. "Lee, where's your mother?"

"She just stepped out, saying something about you being on baby duty." 

I chuckled in disbelief as Raylee shrugged her shoulders, leading her little 'gang' into MY kitchen to eat MY food.

Just then, my ears perked at the sound of footsteps approaching the front door. No knocking. The door just opened, Klaus walked in.

There was no use saying anything, this was the new norm.

"Hey, I didn't even realize you weren't already here with the 'gang'." I greeted as he stepped in.

"Gang?.... Who says things like gang anymore?" 

Ah yes, I forgot, he was two years Lee's senior, already graduated to secondary education while Raylee was now in her last year of Primary school.

"You gotta get with the times" He grinned, by passing me. "This ain't the 19th century."

Wait, was he indirectly calling me old too?

"Well jokes on you." I retorted like a little kid. "It was Lee's choice of word."

He abruptly stopped dead in his tracks, turning slightly around with widen eyes to face me. "Lil' Lee said gang?"

I triumphantly nodded, then suddenly, a smiled creeped across his face "Then gang it is." He chirped. "Such a catchy slang." 

I shook my head at his bipolar ass. "Anyway, what brings you here now?"

"Oh, Lil' Lee said the meeting place was her house this week."