Only you can prevent a wildfire.
Callum stalks back in with the gas cans and helps me lift their bodies into bed. Drenching their bodies in gasoline before leaving trails back into the main part of the cabin from both bedrooms and the small bathroom. We stack all the furniture in the middle of the room, and dump the rest of gas on the pile. We walk to the steps before throwing a match on the pile, and we run to the van.
“Let’s watch your nightmares go up in flames, girls.” I say to them both curled up in the Hutchinson Brother’s laps. A peaceful smile on my face.
“It’s all over, beautiful.” Cal quietly talks to Kyra.
“When can we go home?” Nyx questions.
“We are going to watch it burn for a bit to make sure everything we need to destroy is burned, but then we can go.” I lean down and give her a kiss on the forehead and brush her hair off her face.
“Hey, Little Witch. We are home, beautiful.” Graham softly speaks to Nyx. She fell asleep in his lap on our way home. We are pulling up to the gate to our driveway.
“Home.” She sighs with a sleepy smile on her face. “So happy to be home.” She snuggles further into his chest. I cannot wait to get her cleaned up and curled up into bed. We have a surprise for her since she was taken. Cal scoops up a sleeping Kyra and heads towards the house.
“Are you taking her to the pool house tonight?” I question Cal. I decide I’m leaving the van parked out front tonight because I just need to take care of my Little Fox tonight. I can clean it out tomorrow.
“No, I don’t want her waking up in a strange place. I figured she would sleep in Nyx’s old room and I’ll be on the floor. I won’t leave her side.” Cal’s response makes me smile.
“That makes sense. I’ll grab the fold-out cot from the basement for you.” The guys carry both girls up the stairs. “Good night, Cal. Don’t break her heart.”
I follow Graham down to my bedroom. While Nyx was gone, we decided my room would become the joint room. Graham still has his set up in his bedroom, and that will be his workspace, or used if we decide to take nights to ourselves. Nyx will always have the room Cal is taking Kyra to tonight. Tomorrow we will set her up with her own room, if she decides she’s not going to live with Cal in the guest house.
When I enter the bathroom, Graham has stripped both himself and Nyx down and is sitting on the shower bench. He is allowing the hot water to cascade over them while he is whispering things to her I cannot hear. I take a few moments in the doorway and just observe my best friend and our girl. Her face is curled into his neck, and his hands rub comforting circles on her back. Upon further inspection, I can see her body shaking, and my heart breaks.
“Hey, Little Witch, we have a visitor. Do you want your Demon to join us?” Graham softly asks her. Her head picks up from the crook of his neck, and she looks at me with puffy, red-rimmed eyes. Her response was to pull away from his grasp and hold her arms open. I am stripped down in seconds, and I join them in the shower.
We take our time, making sure all the blood, dirt and grime are cleaned off of all three of us. Graham gently washes her longbeautiful black hair. She moans into the scalp massage, and my cock wakes up at that sound. It’s been way too long since I heard her moan, but now is not the time. Willing my erection to go away. I sit her in my lap so he can apply the conditioner to her locks. Taking a wide tooth comb, he works out all the tangles from weeks of being captive.
Once all three of us are cleaned up, I grab the cocoa butter lotion we bought for her and apply it all over her skin.Our girl will always be taken care of.It allows me time to look over all her cuts and bruises. She has a few shallow cuts all over her body, but she is covered in differently colored bruises. All of them are at different levels of healing. Aly told us she was stabbed in the thigh, so I inspected her butterfly strips. I'll make the call if she needs stitches tomorrow, and then make sure to apply the antibiotic ointment and cover the wound.
Graham braids her wet hair down her back and puts a pair of his basketball shorts and one of my shirts on her before we tuck her into the massive custom order bed we had ordered before she was taken. It was going to be an early Christmas gift for all of us.
“Mmmm.” She makes a comforting noise. “This is new.” Her eyes peek open for a second to look around. She wasn’t asleep while we bathed her, but she was definitely out of it.
“This was going to be an early Christmas present for all of us, and it arrived while you were gone.” Graham responds while throwing on his own shorts before climbing in on his side of the bed.
“There should be plenty of room for the three of us now, beautiful.” I run my fingers gently down her cheek. Taking in her beautiful face, like it is the first time I have seen her.
“I love you.” She mumbles out, and we both stop dead in our tracks. “Don’t panic. And come to bed.”
“Oh, Little Witch, we aren’t panicking. You know I have loved you since you fought us off and took off on that run the first day.” Graham leans in and places a soft kiss on her lips.
“I have never said this to another woman outside of my mom and sister, but Little Fox, you are my world. I love you.” Kissing her forehead, I drape my arm over her waist and close my eyes.
“Good night.” Her words are barely heard before her breathing evens out, and I know she is asleep. I make sure all the security is armed, and functioning from my phone, before I allow sleep to take over. I drift peacefully off, ready to start the rest of our lives.
CHAPTER 54
NYX
Nick’s rancid breath is in my face, I go to push him away from me only to discover my hands are shackled to the bed with chains.
“Ah, ah, ah, Baby Girl. You’re all mine now. Those Marines of yours will never take you from me.” His breath is hot on my cheek, and I can smell the whiskey laced in it. He starts to leave sloppy wet kisses down my neck, and he bites my earlobe. My whole body convulses with disgust. “I have friends that are dealing with them.”
My whole body freezes. What does he mean that his friends are going to take care of them for him? Are they going to kill my men?
“Wh…what…what do you want from me?” I try to steady my voice but fail to do so. Should I just go along with what he wants?
