“And that is my cue to leave,” Tiny says, then releases her and stalks out of the room, leaving the four of us alone. Zav moves to stand in front of her but she won’t look at him. He grips her hand in his, then looks up at us.
“Home.” One word, that’s all it takes for us to follow him out of here. Taylor doesn’t argue when Zav leads her to his bike, she climbs on behind him and buries her face in his back. I see her body shake from the force of her tears. It fucking cuts me deep to see her in agony. I know I’ve been a dick to her but I was so angry over her running and then losing friends from the shoot out against the TFB.
None of it was her fault.
I know that deep down. I’ve been in love with her since I was a kid and hated that she left us. I knew Zav loved her as well but never said it aloud. The wild card was Dad, I had no idea he felt the same way we did.
When we got home, Taylor went straight upstairs and locked herself in her room. The three of us have been sitting in the living room lost in our own thoughts.
“She won’t forgive us,” Dad says, breaking the silence.
“She has to,” I clap back.
“She will forgive us but she won’t forget where she came from,” Zav adds.
“What does that mean?” I push.
“We tried to shield her from the truth to protect her. In the end, all we did was hurt her more by lying.” I drop my gaze from his, knowing what he says is fucking true and I hate it.
“I love her,” Dad declares, shocking the hell out of us. “I’ve loved her since she was eighteen. I can’t help it. I know it’s wrong and fucked up, but I don’t want this to stop between the four of us.”
“Neither do I.” The three of us jump to our feet at the sound of her voice. She stands in the doorway with red-rimmed eyes. I hate that she’s been crying.
“I’m sorry,” I blurt.
She smiles sadly. “I know you are.”
“Why do I feel like you’re about to break my heart, again?” Zav asks hesitantly.
“I’m not running.” The air in my lungs whooshes out in relief.
“Thank fuck,” Dad mutters.
“I’m pissed as hell at the three of you.”
“We know,” I answer.
“We’ll make it up to you,” Zav vows.
“Good, you can start right now.”
The evil glint in her has my hackles rising. “How?” I hedge.
“I want to watch you both fuck whileDaddyeats me out and if you’re good boys, I might just let you all fuck me.”
EPILOGUE
TAYLOR
I’m burning up.
Fire is crawling through my veins, my stomach is in knots of anticipation with my brewing release. I bounce up and down on Victor, while he grips the handlebars of his bike to keep us from tipping over. I love the feeling of him buried deep inside me. I feel complete when one of them is filling each of my holes. It doesn’t matter which one just as long as they are inside me.
“Fuck me, kitten,” he snaps. I reach back and place my hands on either side of the fuel tank and use it to help keep me balanced as I ride him. “Fuck yes, baby, make Daddy come.” Victor knows I love it when he calls himself daddy, I get off on screaming it when I come all over his dick, marking him as mine.
He dragged me out in the garage at the back of the clubhouse because he said he couldn’t wait to have me. Apparently the white sundress I chose was driving him crazy. It’s now currently in a pile on the floor with his pants and shirt.
“I’m so close, Daddy,” I pant as I slam down onto him.
