I take my time washing his face, being gentle not to get the soap in his eyes or mouth. Calder dips his head under the spray long enough to rinse his face before allowing me to continue washing him.
Clean of blood, I toss the cloth to the tile floor and press my lips to the center of his chest, gaining a reaction from Calder.
Arms encase me, tugging me into him as he walks us back, pressing me into the wall. I tilt my head back just as he descends, our lips clashing, his commanding. The arms around me shift for him to grip my waist and lift me. I immediately wrap my legs around his waist. My hands already find purchase in his hair while I kiss him deeply.
Calder’s cock finds my entrance, and I moan into his moan as he thrusts up and pulls me down all at the same time. Unlike any other time, he takes me, this is different. More savage. He’s not gentle in his thrusts as he yanks me down with each move he makes.
I wrench my lips away from his to cry out my pleasure. The orgasm that consumes me is violent and worth every bit of taking his fucking. Calder follows after several long, powerful strokes, filling me with his release.
Breathing heavily, Calder kisses me once again, this time gentler.
“Never again,” Calder growls, breaking his lips away. “You won’t ever be without me like that again.”
“You can’t protect me twenty-four-seven, Calder,” I tell him, cupping his cheek.
“Maybe not, but I’ll see to it there’s no threat against you.”
My pulse picks up, and my stomach flutters. “Is he dead?”
“Not yet, but he will be.”
Calder’s answer should affect me in the worst way, but in truth, it makes me feel better. It means I won’t have to fear my father showing up and destroying what I want to have for myself.
Rather than use words, I kiss Calder again, showing him instead how much his honesty means to me.
This man, who is said to be merciless and cold-hearted, the Santa of hitmen, is mine. All mine. As I’m his. He can work in the dark because at the end of the day, I’ll be his light.
thirteen
CALDER
“Let’s get this done so I can get back home to Emerie,” I mutter, walking through the disaster of the Devore estate.
Reggie hadn’t just put us against the men who’d broken through the windows in the office, they’d also gone through other points of entry. It seems Reggie’s cue for them was when we all went to Grant’s office.
He must not have expected the Devore brothers to be able to handle themselves. Gentry, Gabriel, and Granger were able to take out the majority of the threat they faced while also keeping my wife safe.
Hell, I’d been near panic when I realized the carnage they all faced, and not knowing where Emerie was. Thank fuck she was small and petite, able to fit into a safe area that Grant’s father had crafted himself when the brothers and their sister were young. It could only be unlocked with a specific mechanism once it was being used.
This kept her safe, and for that, I’ll never be able to pay them back. Not that they’d expect it.
“We’ll have to get your guest rooms suited with beds and such for the time being,” Grant states, shaking his head as he walks next to me.
I ignore Grant’s comment. I don’t give a damn if they have to stay for years. They’re my family. Hell, the more the merrier right now after the bullshit that went down. Granger and Gentry both stuck at my house instead of going to their respective jobs this morning so they could stick close to Emerie.
When it comes to my wife, it seems she’s got the brothers all wrapped around her finger, along with me. The woman had been making a hearty breakfast this morning, that is, after I fucked her in our bed and then in the shower. I told her I was heading out, and she demanded that I not leave until after I’d eaten. I tried to balk at the idea, only to earn a pissy look from her.
I knew what she was doing. She was showing her appreciation to all of us for protecting her.
What she doesn’t know yet is that even after this bullshit, she was going to have a guard on her at all times. I wasn’t taking chances with her life. She was right, I couldn’t be with her at all times, but I could see her safe no matter whether I’m with her or not.
“Let’s just get this done, then we’ll talk about rooms and whatever,” I finally say as we push through the hidden entrance to find Raiden there, looking murderous.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to be in on this,” he grinds out.
I cock a brow and ask, “Why?”
“Because I just stood guard of him trying to bribe me with money he doesn’t have, and he was trying to say he’d give me your wife. Not to mention that he’d give me a position as one of his top men.”
