Page 15 of Smoke

“She’s my stepsister,” I argued. Honestly, I had no idea why I was arguing. I’d claimed her the minute I saw that monster swinging a chair at her. Hell, probably before that.

“Not really, your dad and her mom got divorced before you’d even gotten out of prison,” Blade said.

“And you lurveeee her,” Bash sang. He really was a complete menace.

“Yeah,” I agreed. There was no point in hiding it anymore. “What did you win?”

“Three dinners at Kay’s house,” Blade said proudly.

Damn. Kay was a good cook, that was a score.

“And two sessions each with Leland,” Bash added.

“Leland was in on it?” That was surprising. Our boss was more no-nonsense than we were.

“Oh yeah, he started it all.”

Shaking my head, I laughed softly, not wanting to startle Ashley.

“We also don’t know that she’s a Little.” I quoted her own lie.

“Bullshit.” Blade laughed, sharing a look with Bash.

“Yeah, I’m not buying that and I’m sure you’re not either,” Bash said.

I shook my head. I wasn’t.

“Anyway, we stopped by your house and brought some stuff you might need. Toiletries, your charger, some things for Ash. Let us know if you need anything else and we’ll bring it by before visiting hours end,” Blade said, nudging the bag he’d set by my feet.

“Thank you. I really don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“Don’t make it mushy, man,” Bash said, standing and stretching.

“Besides, you’ll want to thank us after you talk to Jasper,” Blade said, standing and grinning like a loon.

Jasper was my boss, not for Daddies Ink, but for a side operation we helped him run. Jasper was… what some would describe as morally gray. I would describe him as a fucking nightmare, a nightmare I never wanted to cross. He was a crazy cyberstalker who could locate anyone you ever needed to find and have them killed with one call. Thankfully, he only went after bad people, the worst of the worst. He’d been the only witness when I killed my father, but instead of turning me in, he'd invited me to join him in helping him fulfill his plan of ridding the world of as much scum as he could. I’d joined, thankful to have a place to direct all the rage I felt. Fast forward several years and Blade, Bash, and I all worked with Jasper. Jasper'd brought us into his crazy, but gave us a family in exchange. Weird, but it was how he operated.

“What did you do?” I asked, sliding the burner phone I always kept in my pocket and checking for messages.

Don’t worry about Diamond. After what my men will put her through in prison, she’ll wish she were dead.

Grinning, I tucked my phone back into my pocket. Jasper had contacts everywhere, I wasn’t surprised to discover he would reach Diamond even in jail.

“I’m so damn glad that bastard is on our side. He’s scary as fuck,” Bash said with a shiver.

“Now your Little one won’t have to face any more monsters from her past,” Blade said before looking down at her scarred arm. “Well, at least no monsters in the form of people.”

***

Ash twisted fitfully in my arms. “Shhh, baby, you’re okay,” I soothed. She’d been tossing back and forth for a while. I knew I should lay her in the hospital bed but I selfishly couldn’t make myself let her go. She looked so small and frail in my arms—her face was a myriad of blues, the fingers on her broken arm were so swollen, and her legs and thighs were covered in bruises and scrapes. I just wanted to put her in my pocket and keep her safe forever.

Sleepy eyes raised to look at me. “Mm, okay,” she mumbled.

“You’re nice and safe. Do you want to get in your bed? Would you be more comfortable?”

“No!” she protested, trying to dig down deeper in my arms. Unfortunately all of her wiggling was directly on my cock which was always semi-erect around her.

I tried to lift her gently to reposition her, but she mistook the action for me trying to put her in her bed, so she only fought more. “Don’t put me down!”

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