Mouth open while she cries out.
My name falling from her full lips.
Trembling body.
She looks like I own her and I do.
She’s mine, and I’ll never let her go.
“I’m going to fill your needy pussy again. You’ll be dripping with me. Let that remind you who you belong to. There will be no death because I won’t fucking allow it.”
“Fuckkk.” I groan as I coat her pussy with my cum.
“Mine.” I remind her as I pull out of her and set her clothes right as we prepare to go back to the house.
CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
CARTER
Heather slept in Killian's bed last night, so naturally, the second I wake up, I look for her. I peek into his room and he’s alone, just waking up.
“Coffee, probably.” He says, knowing it’s her I’m looking for.
I nod and turn around and walk to the kitchen.
My heart sinks when I find it empty, her favorite purple coffee cup on the counter. I pick it up and a piece of paper floats to the floor causing the knot in my stomach to grow. Setting the cup down, I grab the paper and read the handwritten note.
Carter,Knox, and Killian-
I beg of you,please don’t track me. Let me go. I’m finishing this. I have been selfish, but if I truly love you, and I do, I can’t let you pay for my sins. I’m sacrificing myself for you because I love you all so much. This was my doing, not yours. Killing so many men in my family angered the Prophet, as I knew it would—yet, I did it anyway. I’m not choosing death. I will fight tooth and nail for my life and try like hell to make it back toyou. But if I don’t, remember your promises. Be good to each other and hold my love in your heart. Our story will never end because a love like ours never dies.”
Your,
Little Heathen
Tesoro
Killer
Heather
It’s not heartbreakI feel as I yell for my brothers, it's anger. I’ve never had the urge to spank her, but I do now.
“Killian! Knox!”
They come running in hearing the fury in my voice and I hand Kill her fucking letter and wait for him to read it.
“God fucking damn it!” Kill growls, but Knox appears more hurt than furious.
“She was saying goodbye. We should have known.”
“Do either of you think we should honor her request and not track her?” Kill asks, and both Knox and I shake our heads.
“That was never going to happen. Pull up her tracker.”
Killian grabs our joint phone from the counter and pulls up the tracking app.
“Fuck! She’s in Kansas.”
