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“Fuck me please Atlas,” I beg.

Apparently, that’s all it takes as Atlas kneels between my spread legs and fully sheaths himself inside of me in one slick movement.

“Jesus fuck,” I moan, my back arching off the mattress.

Atlas drops his head down and captures my mouth with his, his tongue demanding entrance as he fucks me. My arms band around his wide shoulders as he thrusts his hips at a punishing pace.

“I love you, Autumn. Fuck, you feel like coming home.”

I feel like I’m about to explode, and as Atlas pinches my nipple, I feel my walls tighten around him as I scream out my release.

Atlas’s hips stutter as he comes inside of me, his hot cum filling my pussy up making another softer orgasm roll through my body.

“Are you ok Pumpkin?” Atlas asks me as he pulls out of me with a groan.

“Perfect,” I whisper back, lifting my head for a kiss which he happily obliges.

“Come on,” he lifts me into his arms and walks to my ensuite bathroom.

Chapter 19

Autumn

‘How Do I Say Goodbye – Dean Lewis’

“Iwant to do it today,” I announce to the room, the small white box clutched in my trembling hands as I stand in the doorway to the games room where everyone is gathered.

“Are you sure?” Tobias’s concerned tone wavers as he asks me.

He knows how hard this week has been for me, the idea of finally letting go has been weighing me down for weeks and the idea of doing it now makes me want to break.

She deserves to finally be at peace though, it may only be ashes but it’s the last physical piece of her in this world. Even if the pain is too much, I need to put her to rest now.

Today is the anniversary of the fire and Chlo’s death. It’s also Halloween, but everyone has agreed that we won’t celebrate it this year. It doesn’t feel like I can, how can I celebrate on a day when the person I loved the most in this world was taken from me.

It feels like a betrayal to do so.

I nearly forgot, the days blurring together as I try to adjust to being home from the program still. My body however didn’t.

I woke up in the middle of the night, around the time the fire was suspected to have started, screaming. My body felt like it was burning, the scars on my body in excruciating pain as if I was on fire. My screams were so bad, that Tobias and Brenn barged into my room with their guns drawn. They both believed that I was being physically harmed and were prepared to kill whoever managed to break in.

“If this is what you want to do Sunshine, then we’ll do it,” Sebastian states, his eyes roaming over my black sundress. I didn’t want to do this too formally, but it didn’t feel right not to at least try to look a bit nicer. Understanding dawns over his features “You want to do it now?”

“If that’s ok? If not, I can do this alone, but I’d rather I didn’t.”

“Don’t be stupid Babygirl. Of course, we’ll be there. Just let us change into something a little bit nicer,” Tobias says, wincing as he looks down at his sweatpants and t-shirt.

“You don’t have…”

Atlas cuts me off, pulling me in for a soft kiss, effectively shutting me up as the others sneak off to go change. Atlas follows after them once they all escape, disappearing with a cheeky wink leaving me standing alone in the room, bewildered as I clutch the box of Chloe’s ashes to my stomach.

Brenn appears first wearing black slacks with a white button-up shirt, his sleeves rolled up revealing the tattoos that cover his arms. A particularly colorful one stands out bringing tears to my eyes, my hand shaking as I reach out to touch it.

The skin around the tattoo is red, showing me how fresh it is. I can’t take my eyes away from it, nor can I stop my hand from resting near it. Not wanting to hurt him by touching it, I refrain and keep my hand where it rests.

I raise my watery eyes to his, his blue eyes glassy as my brother looks at me heartbroken.

“When did you get that?” I ask, my eyes flicking to the fresh tattoo and back to his face.

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