“Fucking. Perfect. Girl. Our goddamn queen.”
I swallow his cum and lift my head, releasing his cock from my mouth as his brothers pull out of me.
Carter comes up to my head and kisses my cheek tenderly.
“You did so well. So fucking well. I’m going to take a quick shower and draw a bath for you.”
Killian pulls me onto his chest, our sweat nearly gluing us together.
“I can take a shower. Nobody needs to go to any trouble for me.”
Kill doesn’t respond, but Knox does, sounding slightly angry.
“Aftercare, Tesoro. We will not fuck you like that without also taking care of you.”
He rubs my back as Kill runs his fingers through my hair.
I enjoyed the sex, but this is more–so much more.
“Will it always be like this?”
“No,” Killian says. “Sometimes it’ll be one on one. Sometimes, two of us. And like today, all of us, if you like it and want to do it again.”
I lift my head and flash him an ‘are you crazy’ look.
“If I liked it? Oh, I liked it.”
Killian lifts my chin, tilting my head back, and kisses me gently.
“I’m going to find a way to make everything up to you.”
I stare at him, wanting to speak my mind but terrified of ruining the current peacefulness between us.
“Honesty, Killer.”
I nod slightly and take a deep breath.
“You can’t. There is nothing you can ever do that will undo what you did. It will always be there. You can’t erase the past, Killian. All you can do now is make different choices in the future. And I hope you will.”
Placing his hands on either side of my face, he gazes at me, his sad eyes full of hope.
“I swear to you, Killer. I will never hurt you again. Any of you. I had my reasons, although none of them were good enough to justify my actions. My head was fucked up, but now it’s clear as day. Without question, I see you and who you are.”
Placing my hand on his cheek, I watch him as he closes his eyes and exhales a soft sigh.
“I will do anything for you, baby. Want me to kill them all? I will, without hesitation. Anything. Ask and it’s yours.”
Kissing him softly on the lips, I ask for the one thing I really want but know he won’t give me.
“Don’t go to the fight.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
KNOX
The mood in the room visibly shifts, her eyes filled with sadness and Killian’s with frustration. None of us want him to fight, but I know he doesn’t have a choice. “Goddamnit, Heather. You know I have to go. If I don’t, you’ll be running for the rest of your life. You’ll never get your revenge that we all know you need. That is not the life I want for you. I’m going and I don’t want to hear another word about it. Understood?”
“Yes,” she says, but I doubt this is the last time it comes up. She is as afraid of losing one of us as we are of losing her. And we all know that could happen.
