I ignore him because I'm not ready to deal with real-life problems yet. I want to stay here with him for just a little bit longer. Two months without him was too long. I run my finger along the scar on his chest again as my eyes meet his.
"I'm so happy you're okay," I say.
"It was you that brought me back." He smiles.
"What are you talking about?" Obviously, that wasn't possible, considering I was at Rogue.
"You were in some cabin. They grabbed you by the throat. I don't know where I was when I was in my coma, but I saw you with someone. I saw you begging someone to tell you whether or not I was okay. They were hurting you, and I couldn't allow that to keep happening. I had to come back to protect you. We tried to get you out sooner, but we couldn't confirm where you were."
I gasp, completely taken aback. Something very similar to what he's describing happened. "But you weren't there? How could you know someone was hurting me?"
“I don’t know, but it’s what urged me to wake up.”
I think back to the day Damien had mepinned to the couch by my throat at the cabin. It was just a few days after being back in my father's grasp. Damien was pissed off because my father told him he had to keep his hands off of me. Clearly, he didn't listen. How is that even possible for him to know?
"Get out of your head, wanderer," Ky says, trying to pull me from my thoughts.
I can't wait until the day I can make Damien pay. I didn't get revenge on my father. Sebastian had to do it for me, but when I get that moment with Damien, he will feel every ounce of pain I felt. He will be left crying and begging for forgiveness. Even then, I won't stop. When I finally feel like I've gotten justice for everything he put me through, I’ll watch the life drain from his pathetic eyes before spitting on him and tossing him into a shallow grave.
"Callie," Kyler says again, and my eyes dart to his. "You're safe now. We're all safe. Let me take a little bit of that pain away."
He lifts my hips, and I allow him to guide me down until I'm fully seated as his chest heaves up and down. A small groan leaves me. I love feeling him inside me. He flips us over and throws my legs over his shoulders as my back hits the mattress.
"Give me all those delicious sounds you know I love. Be a good fucking girl for me."
A finger finds my clit, rubbing in small circles as he slams into me over and over. My eyes roll back in my head, and I moan loudly, giving him exactly what he wants as the pleasure builds up inside.
"I'll neverlet anyone hurt you ever again."
I can feel myself already on the cusp of an orgasm as his thumb keeps the same steady pace over my clit. I can't keep the whimpers and moans to myself. Sounds of my pleasure fill the room as my body feels like it’s about to explode. He thrusts into me, over and over, bringing me straight to the edge.
"You want to come for me, don't you?" He smiles down at me and nods. "Do it."
I let the sensations overtake me. My back arches off the bed, and my pussy tightens around him as I see stars. My fingers reach out to grab the sheet, grasping it tightly as he keeps up his steady pace, and I lose myself in my orgasm.
"Good fucking girl," he says, thrusting into me a few more times before shuddering. I feel the warmth of his release shooting into me as he groans my name, “Callie.”
When he pulls out and falls onto the bed next to me, I can feel him dripping from me. I'm just too blissed out to make any attempt to move or care. He leans over and kisses me, making me feel safe.
"I love when you call me a good girl; you know that, right?" I breathe out.
"I know you do, wanderer. The only thing you love more is when I tell you you're being a good little whore for me and my brothers."
Well, fuck. My eyes go wide, but he's not wrong. He slides off the bed and stands next to me with his hand outstretched to help me up.
"Get that beautiful ass up and get dressed. We need to get up to the house before Barrett decides he's tired of watching us. I'm surprised he hasn't come down to grab you for himself already."
"You don't think he was watching, do you?" My eyes roam around the room, knowing it’s pointless because I was never able to find the cameras in here before.
Barrett’s voice fills the room from the speakers. "I was absolutely watching, princess."
Kyler laughs as he gets dressed, and I shake my head. "You couldn't just let us have a moment?" I tell him through the room.
"I let you two have your moment last night. This morning was fair game. You're lucky Seb wasn't watching, too. Now, get your ass up here."
"We'll come to the house when I'm ready, you damn brute, now leave us alone." I shoot a middle finger up and spin around the room for him to see no matter where the cameras are. It reminds me of something Avery would do.
"Ky, do you have a phone? I need to call Avery."