“You brought it out of me.” Wynter leans in, kissing along my chest. “Your darkness matches mine, remember?” Her words resonate so deeply that they could never be carved out. Wynter jumps into my arms, sliding her arms around my neck.
“I think I pounded it into you,” I smirk, pressing her back against the wall. She giggles in my arms, and I close my eyes, letting the sound surround me. We’re bound by darkness forged by obsession, a twisted tether that neither of us can escape. It’s a dangerous dance, one that pulls us deeper into the abyss with every passing moment.
Forty Nine
Kaden
“Ihaveasurpriseforyou, snowflake,” I whisper into her ear. Shivers run across her silky skin as I slide my hand into her hair, turning her to face me.
“Yeah? What is it?” she asks, still half asleep. I kept her up all night because I’m addicted to her tight cunt. I’m a selfish bastard, but it didn’t stop me from pounding into her all night. She had no complaints which brings a smile to my face. She’s a dirty little slut for me.
“You’ve got to get dressed to find out.” I lick a path from her ear to her chest, loving her taste, her everything.
"I'm too tired. Let me stay in bed," she whines as I suck her nipples, pulling them into my mouth then twirling them with my tongue.
"No, sweetheart. We have somewhere to be." She looks at me like she doesn't believe I would actually make her get out of bed, but I know better. I've been making her do things she doesn't want to do since the day we met.
“Mmm,” she moans as her breathing picks up. “Can’t you just bring it to me?” I chuckle darkly. If she only knew.
“I can’t, actually,” I murmur, kissing her cheek then jumping from the bed. I feel like a schoolboy on Christmas Day. I lean over the bed to slap Wynter’s perfect ass, leaving a nice red hand on her pale skin.
“Hey!”
“Get up,” I demand, pulling the blanket back and watching her nipples pebble into perfect little peaks.
She grunts her annoyance but rolls out of the bed and stomps to the bathroom, swaying her ass along the way. That vixen knows what she’s doing. If we didn’t have somewhere to be, I’d be yanking her back to bed and teaching her a lesson, but we’ll have time for that later.
I throw on some jeans and a Henley as I jog downstairs. So much excitement courses through me that I don’t think I even need coffee this morning.I wonder if that makes me some kind of psycho?Of course it does, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I told Wynter I would do whatever it took to keep her safeand I meant it. The fact that my plans came together so nicely is just the icing on the cake.
I hear the stairs creak as she makes her way down. The sunlight streaming through the windows hits her black hair, causing a glow around her. I’ll never tire of seeing her.
Her bare feet hit the floor and she comes over to me, wrapping her arms around my waist.
"Good morning," she whispers.
"Morning, sweetheart."
“Coffee?” she grumbles. I hold out a travel mug that I already filled for her. Her eyes sparkle as the first taste hits her tongue, then she moans. The sound sends a jolt straight to my hardening cock. I think I’ll forever be aroused around her.
I take her hand, leading us to the front door. We slide on our boots and jackets then open the door to the chilling cold.
“I could be warm in bed but you have me out here this early in the freezing cold,” she whines, a cute pout on her face.
“It’s worth it. I promise.” Her eyes dance with wonder as I settle her into my truck. The engine roars to life and we make our way down a long road that I haven’t shown her yet. Her curious eyes trail the path then she looks over at me. I can see the questions swirling in her mind.
We turn left and pull onto a private drive, hidden away from the road. A few more minutes of driving and the warehouse comes into view.
As we drive, I notice the subtle changes around the compound. The guards are more numerous, their weapons more visible. I see members of the Deadly Seven, their patches prominent, standing at every strategic point, their gazes sharp and alert. This isn't just a house; it's a fortress, and I am its undisputed king. And now, she is my queen, navigating this world by my side.
"Why won't you tell me what the surprise is?"
"You're ruining it, Snowflake. Stop being a brat," I growl. “Be patient.” I’m satisfied when she huffs and leans back into the seat. The warehouse on the compound had many uses, but it’s never been used for this. We pull up outside and I jump from the truck. Opening Wynter’s door, I grip her waist, spinning her around before setting her on the ground. She lets out a soft giggle that I’d do anything to hear forever. That’s why I’ve brought her here. Everything ends and begins today.
“What is this place?” she whispers as if someone could hear us all the way out here.
“It’s a warehouse we used to stock with all the weapon transports. Since we built a new one, this one doesn’t have much use…until now,” I let my voice trail off, knowing the suspense is killing her. All in good time, snowflake. She eyes me suspiciously but I take her hand to lead her inside.
Our footsteps echo across the empty building, making the adrenaline coursing through my body skyrocket.
