“Maybe. Not that it matters because Dima swans in and foils my plan.”
All eyes turn to Dima who has not moved a muscle since he entered the room. He’s still looming over Petrov, but instead of his usual blue eye color, his eyes look misty, like cataracts. He stiffens a moment before blinking, looking around the room until his gaze lands on Tav.
“You’ll all need to protect her. Protect the soft one.”
My gaze automatically goes to Joy. I don’t know who Dima is talking about, but to me? Joy is the soft one. She is the calm to my storm, the quiet to my noise, the soft to my hard. I vow to protect this woman with my life until my very last breath.
“Dima?” Marx asks, and Dima snaps out of whatever trance he seems to be in.
“Petrov and his men will no longer be a problem for you, or for Lexi,” He nods towards Roman. “His allies will be a problem, but Kristy and I will take care of Louisiana with the help of the Keep.”
“Of course,” Dex nods, his face tight from where the adrenaline from his earlier gunshot wound has worn off.
“And the girl?” Tav asks, voice tight. “Which girl, Dima? Which one do we need to protect? The little ones?”
Dima shakes his head. “Sage. Protect Sage.”
“From what?” Tav whispers, face ghostly white.
“I don’t know. I couldn't see that far.”
Tav nods, slumping back in his chair. Gus slaps him on the shoulder and I can’t help but feel like we’ve jumped out of one fire, into another.
Marx runs his hand roughly down his face, before looking at us, one by one. “It’s done. Let’s get some rest. Tomorrow we head home, heal, figure out how the fuck to get rid of Thompson and McDonald and prepare for what other shit will sneak out of the woodwork and try to fuck us up.” He slams his fist down on the table and we all stand, ready to get to our women. I need a shower and Joy in my arms.
Joy
Pushing back into the curve of Reid’s body I snuggle in deeper with a smile on my lips. Last night, instead of taking me upstairs and ravishing me like I wanted him to, he instead went down to the bunkroom and carried our little girl into our room, placed her in the bed and then pulled me into the bathroom with him where I washed him, like I did that first night here. I cared forhis body, his heart, while he washed away the death, the violence and the worries about our family. Then, when we were done he curled around Kit and me and held us through the night in his strong arms.
“Mmm, Joy, stop,” Reid says with this thick morning voice, even though his hand is curled around my hip and his hips press against me. “Kit,” he mumbles.
Biting my lip I turn to look at him in the early morning light, the burnished copper of his stubble, this light lashes resting against his high cheekbones. He’s brutally handsome, and he’s all mine.
Pressing a light smacking kiss to his lips I rest my cheek on his. “Kit got up a while ago to go find the Mamas and the kids.”
Reid’s eyes blink open and his fiery blue gaze meets mine. He swallows my squeal when his lips seal over mine as he rolls us, his thick body resting between my spread legs, his thick cock pressing in just the right spot, causing zips and zings through my body.
“Mmm Reid, you feel so good,” a moan slips out of me as I cant my hips up and down, wanting more, wanting Reid.
“Fuck baby, I can feel how wet you are through my boxers.”
“Off, I want them off.” I pant, wriggling even more when Reid’s lips press against my throat, suckling softly and then with more and more urgency.
“Fuck.” Reid’s warm body leaves mine and I can’t help but pout. “Panties off Joy, lemme see my pussy.”
My cheeks heat at his words and I clumsily hook my fingers through my waistband, lift my hips and shove my panties down my legs, kicking wildly to get them off my left ankle where they seem to have gotten tangled.
“Patience, babe,” Reid chuckles as he hooks them off my foot and presses a kiss to my instep.
“No time for sweetness, I need you, inside me. Now!”
The look on his face would be comical if I wasn't so pent up. So much has happened over the past few days, hell over the past few months since Reid came into my life, and all I want is to forget about it all, to just drown in all things Reid.
“I’ve got you baby, you know that right?”
I cup his face as he lowers his big body over mine, his chest hair brushing my tight nipples as he notches himself where I need him. Pressing in oh so slowly he fills me to the brim, and my eyes water at how beautiful he is as he gazes down at me.
“I love you, Joy. You’re my heart, babe.”
