“Mine,” he said.“Always ...mine.”
“Always.”
And then he kissed her.
Daisy let out a soft sigh as she sank against him, and then he held her close as he turned to look at Luke.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t protect her,” Luke said.
“Dude, you’re one of us now, you know this.One of us.”He looked at the nails that had been pushed into his hands.
“You did what you could,” Daisy said.She let out a sob, and Anthony kissed the top of her head.
“This is going to hurt like a son of a bitch,” Anthony said.
The guys had already come back with the necessary tools to pull the nails out.“You want us to wait for the ambulance to come?”he asked.
“Fuck, no, just get me out of this fucking thing, and do it fast.”
Anthony watched as Luke clenched his jaw.He was trying to play the part of a big man, and he could appreciate that.Even still, it was hard to watch him suffer.
“Oh, remind me to never mess with Daisy.Fuck me, man, you were a machine.”
Anthony didn’t remember much.All he saw was blood.The need to kill.He had no choice but to protect his woman, and he would do it all over again in a heartbeat.He kissed Daisy’s head.
Luke screamed each time they pulled the nails out of his body.Anthony felt a respect for him building as he did so.
He didn’t want to go to the hospital.All he wanted to do was go home to the Skulls’ clubhouse, and that was exactly where he belonged.
Chapter Twenty-One
Three Weeks Later
Daisy stared at her reflection in the mirror.The dress she’d been given was stunning.The straps fell off her shoulders and lace covered her chest and arms.It was so soft against her skin.It was also tight to her breasts, kind of pushing them together, before flowing out and down.It looked stunning.Angel had outdone herself.
In the past three weeks, not only had Lash removed all punishment, he allowed all of them a full week of sleep.There were no interruptions, no jobs, no humiliation.They could all just be, which she did appreciate.It felt good.