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I didn’t know if I could stand it, but I did as he asked. The zing of every pinch shot straight to my clit, and I tilted my pelvis, catching the heavy slam of Eli’s cock there, adding to the desperate pleasure. My eyes were open; so were Eli’s. I watched as his gaze narrowed on my nipples, dropped to the place where my body rode his. Back and forth, down and up, he watched as the world and my heart sped up and it felt like I might lose myself any minute. Tighter. Hotter. Faster. Again and again until it all coalesced into a hard ball of pleasure that drew in, in, in—
And then exploded out. My body broke into a million pieces with a scream I had no ability to hold back. Eli’s cry joined mine as he forced my clenching body down on his and followed me right over the edge.
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Chapter Thirty-Six
Levi —
Titus accompanied Remi and me to take the girls to the bunker around lunchtime. Maris and her team, off to one side, took their leave of each other. I studied the confidence in the woman’s body, the weapon strapped beneath her arm, and knew she’d be good backup for my brother in taking care of the rest. When she happened to glance my way, I gave her a short nod. A pleased look crossed her face as she returned the gesture.
Eli stood at the door of the mansion, hugging Geneva and Brooke, then Leah, then giving Diesel a long, rough pet and sending him off with a box of toys Brooke was placed in charge of. Much as I’d protested the addition of a pet, I had to admit the damn dog made my brother happy. And Brooke had certainly blossomed with the addition.
My mind flashed to the night when, only a few years older than Brooke, I’d killed Remi’s attacker in a dark alley in downtown Atlanta. My first kill. My hands had been stained every since, and yet, look at the family we’d built. One I’d never thought I could deserve. One I’d never thought I would want.
Now you could barely pry them from my control-freak hands.
At the door, Eli turned at Abby’s approach and eased her through the entrance. I couldn’t watch their goodbye. All it took was the sight of her head tucked into Eli’s chest, his mouth at her ear as he murmured something I couldn’t hear, and the vise that seemed ever present lately did a hard clench on my chest, cutting off my air.
Unacceptable. I had to focus, keep my family protected whether I could be with them or not. So I shut the fucking emotions off and walked down the front steps to wait for Abby.
Three identical trucks were parked out front, fresh supplies to supplement what was already in the bunker packed in the back of each. Remi, Leah, and Brooke were already packed into one. Titus handed a delicate Geneva into the second, Maris waiting patiently just behind. The third truck belonged to Abby and me. We would all three take different routes to the bunker, though we were fairly certain we weren’t being watched at the moment. X’s flying piece of shit had taken a nosedive into the river along the edge of our property this morning, and now that Eli knew what to look for, he’d ensured we hadn’t acquired another, not yet.
Still, better safe than sorry, so we’d take our time getting to the safe house.
The slow, delicate tap of Abby’s footsteps crossed the front landing and headed down to me. I didn’t look back, knowing Eli would be at the door, simply held my hand out and waited until she took it. Only then could I glance at her. Red highlighted her eyes, swollen with lack of sleep and emotion. Leah had assured me that physically Abby’s body was healing as it should, and I trusted my soon-to-be sister-in-law, but worry rang like an alarm in my chest every time I saw Abby’s face, every time she flinched away from my touch, every time I caught the lost look in her eyes.
Time.This was going to take time.
Too bad time was one thing I had fucking little of right now.
I settled Abby in the front seat, then rounded the truck to get behind the wheel. The first few minutes were silent as I turned onto our route and kept a careful watch on our surroundings. This far out from town, it would be difficult to get the drop on us—too many empty roads, few turnoffs, little traffic. But the hum of the tires, the warmth of Abby tucked into the middle seat beside me, and the lack of suspicious activity eased some of my stress as the tires ate up the miles toward the bunker.
Finally I opened my mouth to say what I knew needed to be said before we joined the rest of the group: “Abby…you understand why I can’t stay with you right now?”
I hated the stiff tone of my voice, the same stiffness that had a stranglehold on me when I’d talked her through everything this morning. Not just what I wanted her to know, buteverything, including X being in the mansion. And what I planned to do tonight, alone, or just me and Sullivan.
She hadn’t cried; she hadn’t said anything. But I needed to know—
Her warm hand settled on my thigh as she shifted until our bodies were pressed against each other. “I do understand. You aren’t leaving me alone, Levi; I know that. Remi will take good care of us. Geneva will baby us all—and love every minute of it. Leah and I will keep Brooke occupied, and—”
“And you’ll rest as much as possible,” I said firmly. Maybe dictatorially. What-fucking-ever. Abby knew me well enough to expect that by now.
She sighed, her hand squeezing down on my leg. “I’ll rest as much as possible. Although how I’m supposed to rest through all this, I don’t know.”
I picked up her hand and brought it to my mouth. “I’m sorry,” I murmured against her skin.
“There are things we can take the blame for, but as Geneva pointed out, this isn’t one of them.”
No, I couldn’t control a man I’d never heard of before all of this happened, but there were some things I could control, and I was about to fix one of them.
Digging into the side pocket of my fatigues, I retrieved a box I’d kept hidden in my closet for far too many months. Why? Who the fuck knows. Because I was scared. Because I was afraid of not being good enough for the woman who sat beside me, the woman who would kill me if she ever left me behind. If I wanted to make sure that didn’t happen, I needed to get the fuck over it and give her what I held in my hand.
I passed it quietly over to her. Held my breath.
For a moment Abby didn’t say a word. She straightened away from me, setting up a churning in my gut, but when I glanced at her from the corner of my eye, she wasn’t moving, just staring down at the blue velvet box she held in both hands. And then she flipped it open.
And gasped.
