“Is that an option?”
It takes me a second to realize what she said, and that she’s joking. I snarl as I start thrusting harder, trying to fuck the sass right out of her.
“This is my pussy now. If anyone tries to stick their dick in you, I’ll cut it off and feed it to them. Same for their fingers and their tongue. I told you, you’re mine, angel, and I don’t share.”
“Well, that’s good, because I don’t want you to share. I want to be yours. Just yours. It’s the only thing I’ve wanted for myself since Star and I got free. I was too scared to wish for anything else when we’ve already been granted a miracle. How could I ask for anything more?”
Anything else she might say, I swallow down as I kiss her through her next orgasm, riding her hard until she begs for mercy. Only then do I pull out and come all over her stomach, tits, and pussy, marking her in the most primal of ways.
And still my cock throbs.
“Who knewI love youwas such an aphrodisiac?” she chuckles.
I eye my cum covering her pussy and slide my fingers over the lips of her sex, stroking her slippery clit before pushing my cum inside her.
“You’re such a caveman.”
“Only when it comes to you, angel.”
* * *
“Thanks for this,” I tell King and offer my hand to shake. After a long day at work, I’d rather be at home with my girls. But this is important to Citi, so that means it’s important to me.
King looks at my hand, and I swear I read a smirk in his eyes a second before he shakes it.
“I like Citi. More importantly, Six likes Citi, and anything that makes my daughter happy, makes me happy.”
I blow out an exaggerated breath. “That’s gotta be a mind fuck. Finding out you have a daughter like that.”
He turns to look at Six, who is talking animatedly to Citi, her hands moving around rapidly as she speaks. “I’m not the first brother to find out he had a secret kid, and I doubt I’ll be the last.What fucking guts me is everything she went through while I was just out here living my best fucking life.”
I cock my brow as I look at him. “Living your best life? I think Sunshine is rubbing off on you. We both know you might have had happy moments, but your life wasn’t easy. I only know a little of what went down when you were president of Kings of Carnage, but I can’t help but wonder if Six might have been in even more danger if she had been a part of it. Given everything that happened, can you honestly say that she wouldn’t have been a target, especially if people knew she was yours?”
He grits his teeth, but he doesn’t answer. He can’t because he knows I’m right.
“I’m not saying this to be a dick or anything, but I find myself in a similar situation.”
“You got a missing daughter out there that was kept in a cage and sold for her virginity?”
I look at him sharply. “No, I’ve got a woman I love who was kept in a cage, one whose virginity was stolen from her, along with her babies,” I snap.
“Shit.” He wipes his hand over his face, and for once, he looks his age. I can’t help but feel a little pity for the man who played the system and saved a lot of lives doing it, at the expense of his own.
“That was a shitty thing to say. I wasn’t thinking.”
“I could have been a little smoother about it, too,” I concede. “I can’t help feeling like shit, because like you said, I was out there living my life while someone stole the very essence of hers. The things she had to endure, the decisions she was forced to make?—”
I swallow and shake my head, feeling the familiar bile burn in my stomach.
“I was so close to losing them before I had them. It’s fucking with me, King. I can’t shake the feeling that we’re on borrowedtime. That someone is going to come along and snatch them away from under me. All I want to do is lock them away to keep them safe, but…”
“But then they’ve swapped one cage for another. And now you’re questioning if you’re like the motherfucker who took her?” the astute bastard finishes for me.
“I didn’t say it was rational. It’s this fucked-up feeling like she deserves better, like I’m not worthy of her. And I’m not that guy, King. I’m a conceited asshole because I know what I bring to the table. I’m good at what I do, or did. I have a shit-ton of money, and without tooting my own horn, I’ve never had trouble getting women. And yet…”
“Yeah, and yet. Fuck, Ambros, you just answered your own question without even realizing it.”
I frown, not picking up what he’s putting down.
