Chapter 23
Killian
What the fuck did Ido?
After Zoey fell asleep, I went into the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth, wetting it with warm water. I looked down and saw the blood that coated my dick, traces of her innocence and a clear reminder that I’d lost my head and broken one of my own rules where women are concerned.
I never go without a rubber. Ever. Even if the woman I’m with says she is on the pill, I still suit up for multiple reasons. The first and biggest reason being sex brings babies, and I have no fucking idea how to be a father.
My body was still buzzing with the adrenaline of being inside her as I cleaned her blood and cum from my cock. I quickly rinsed the rag out and took it back into the bedroom, leaving the door open more so I could have more light to see what I was doing.
Blood and cum smeared the insides and tops of her thighs. God, had I been too fucking rough? She was a virgin. I should have gone easier on her. My jaw clenched as I cleaned her up. The process woke my dick up, but I ignored the greedy fucker. There was no way Zoey could take another round tonight.
After cleaning her up, I untied the leash and removed the cuffs. Surprisingly, she didn’t wake up. Instead of risking waking her by righting her nightgown, I simply pulled the blanket up and over her before grabbing my sweatpants and gun and leaving the room.
Donovan was in the living room on the couch. There was no doubt in my mind he had heard most, if not all, of what I had just done to our innocent captive, and I wondered how much hell he was about to give me.
I took a seat on the smaller couch. Donovan looked at me with an amused smile. “Feel better?”
Fuck yeah I do,I wanted to say, but I just gave him a look that said don’t fucking push me instead. The bastard just grinned.
“Have you heard from Ro?”
Donovan nodded. “She has the documents you asked for, but after what just went down in there, I don’t think you will need them.”
I clenched my jaw. “Leave it alone, D.”
The shit thing about brothers is they know you too damn well, and they know just what buttons to push and how hard to push them. “I mean, you’re not going to fuck her brains out, then put her on a plane and be like ‘Have a nice life.”
“No. I’m not. Now drop it. Did Ro find anything on Michaelson in case our plan doesn’t play out so we can get him out of the picture and make sure she’s safe?”
Donovan shook his head. “He keeps his professional life aboveboard, man. His personal life is a shitstorm, but his professional life is squeaky clean.”
“Anything in her personal life besides the shit we already know, but can’t prove?”
“She’s working on it.”
I sighed in frustration. “So, if Plan A doesn’t work out, we are fucked.”
“Not necessarily, Killian. We still protected her.”
“Yeah, but we also kidnapped her, dammit. You think she’s going to forget that?”
Donovan gave a sarcastic laugh. “She obviously forgot long enough for you to get between her legs.” He paused and feigned exaggeration. “I mean, I’m assuming I don’t need to put a bullet between your eyes, and you got consent first.”
