Page 49 of Wicked Vengeance

Soon, Daddy. Very soon.

My thoughts are interrupted when Royal pulls back, releasing Maddox’s mouth, his icy eyes glazed with heat. “Our girl needs to understand who she belongs to now.” Each of their hands return to their vigorous motions, their eyes focused on my body. I can’t fix my gaze on any of them for long. I can’t focus with this burning need blazing through me. I need to come more than I need my next breath. “Touch your clit, Angel. Come with us.” Royal’s growl deepens, his release closing in on him.

He doesn’t have to tell me twice. My hands move on their own, one hand moving to my play with my peaked nipple, the other pressing firmly on my swollen clit.

“Pull your feet up, Baby Girl. Put them on the seat,” Alek instructs. The change in position has the pressure building stronger, almost feeling like I need to pee, but I remember this feeling. They said it was squirting, and while I don’t completely understand how it works, I know it feels fucking amazing.

“I think– I’m going to squirt,” I tell them, heat creeping up my cheeks, but I ignore it. My men’s growling moans and mumbled curses cancel out any embarrassment I might be feeling. Why is it so fucking hot when they make sex noises?

“Don’t fucking stop, Angel. Show us what that sweet pussy can do,” Royal commands, and as if on cue, my eyes roll back and I feel a gush flood me, pooling on the seat beneath me.

“Faster, Baby Girl. Rub that clit faster,” Alek groans, his deep voice rumbling through me as goosebumps pebble all over my body. My hand moves faster, rubbing my clit side to side, faster and faster until the pressure is too much to hold back. Letting go with a scream I’m sure everyone outside can hear, my release sprays around my fingers as all three of them move impossibly close to me, soaking them.

Alek falls first, moaning my name as his come hits my slowing hand and dripping down to mix with my release. Royal and Maddox follow after him, marking me as theirs with their come painting my pussy.

Somewhere deep inside of me, broken from abandonment and unrelenting trauma– I begin to mend and fill with a sense of belonging I’ve never felt. The emotional release mixes with the physical one that just shattered me– and it’s too much.

Tears blur my vision and the first sob climbs up my throat in agonizing horror. “I’m so– I’m sorry,” my strained voice cracks and even though I’m not sad or in pain, I see the worry on their faces as they register what the fuck is going on. Alek steps up, tucking himself away and scoops me up, and brings us to sit on the dirt floor, not caring that I’m covered in blood and a ridiculous amount of come.

“That’s it. I’ve got you. Let yourself feel it. Let it wash over you and seep into your soul,” he whispers in my ear in understanding. He somehow knows this isn’t a bad cry– this is a realization that these men are mine, and I am theirs. “You are ours, Baby Girl. Let that sink in. We aren’t going anywhere.”

“I am yours– and you are mine,” I whisper to them, letting my eyes drift closed as Alek’s warmth encloses around me.

Royal’s and Maddox’s hands are on my body, too, drawing circles on my back and slowly rubbing my arms and legs. I don’t know how much time passes as they pour their love into me, making me feel safer than I’ve ever felt. Jackson’s unconscious body hanging from the ceiling is forgotten for the moment as we sit there together.

“I love you,” I whisper, sleep and exhaustion pulling me into the darkness. “All of you.”

Chapter 34

Royal

“What did she just say?” Maddie asks, looking in disbelief at our girl passed out against Alek’s chest.

“Yeah…about that,” Alek says with a shit-eating grin like I’ve never seen on him before. “I haven’t had a chance to tell you guys yet. She said that to me earlier when I was helping her get cleaned up.”

“You know, I don’t even fucking care that she said it to you first. She fucking loves us, man?!” Maddox jumps up, whooping and hollering as he dances around, shaking his ass like a fool. I can’t seem to wipe my own grin off my face either.

She said ‘I love you’.

And then she passed out before we could even process it. I might just spank her ass as red as her hair when she’s healed some more for that– and not letting me say it first.

She deserves to hear how much I fucking love her, too. How much I couldn’t fucking breathe when she was taken from us, and how I’ll spend the rest of our lives making sure she knows she’s safe, cared for, and loved. I’ll burn the fucking world to the ground before I lose her again.

Her. Em. My brothers. The family we’ve created here. I'll protect them. With my life, as Ella says. And we can start with getting some answers from the scum hanging limply behind us.

“No one is taking her from us ever again,” I growl, thinking back to something Maddox said earlier. “Maddie, tell me what you had in mind.”

Chapter 35

Raena

“Are you sure you’re okay with this, Raena?” Royal asks, rubbing his neck as if to ease an ache.

“As much as I would love to do this myself, the drugs in my system are still slowing me down. We can’t afford to wait and let King get away. We need information– now! Just wake the asshole up. I want this over with so we can bring our daughter home,” I begrudgingly admit, scowling at Jackson’s pathetic ass. I’m so fucking tired, having just woke up from my impromptu nap from our activities earlier.

“We can do this for you. You just sit that pretty little ass down and let Alek hold you. Maddox and I got this, Angel.”

This isn’t an easy decision for me– I want to do to him what he’s done to me– and then some.

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