Page 56 of Redemption
Too many emotions flood my system to prioritize one over the other, my mind overwhelmed with the information I was just granted. While I’m definitely concerned about those other tests and what they had to do to obtain the samples, he just said they’ve discovered how to determine if a person is immune to the virus.
And my results verified that I am.
This is huge.
How the hell did they figure out how to test for that? My heart races, instantly wanting to know if Aly and the guys are immune as well.
Stitch looks down at his hands, rubbing them together before clapping them once. “Now that brings me to one last thing before I go. Due to that bout of noncompliance during your transport, you’ve been officially placed on probation. That means the moment I deem you medically fit for duty, you’ll be assigned to work somewhere within the parameters of Phoenix Rising and be expected to assimilate and adhere to the rules and regulations of the community. Noncompliance will result in... severe consequences. You will be watched closely for any deviation from what’s consideredappropriate conduct.”With an exhausted groan, he lifts himself from the chair and replaces it back in the corner. “If I were you, I’d watch my back. You’ve got a lot of people pissed at you for what you did.” His steps are unhurried as he casually walks to the door, pausing with his hand on the knob, a slow rising grin stretching across his face as he says under his breath, “I’m not one of them, though.” With his closing statement, he opens the door and walks out, leaving me with even more questions than I originally had.
The first one immediately has my fingers tapping against my side.
He's no longer limping.
One, two... pause.... One, two.
Chapter Twenty
Hawk
“Fuck... you.”
A stream of blood drips from my mouth. The split lip and the decent-sized gash across my cheek—courtesy of this douchebag—throbs, and I swear one of my molars is loose. My eyelids are nearly sealed shut as well, almost too swollen to open. Not like I have the energy to do so.
I’ve lost track of how many days I’ve been here. Two? Three? Does it even matter if they’re just going to keep beating the shit out of me every other hour? I still have no idea what I did to deserve to be turned into a pulverized hanging pile of meat, but I’ve officially had enough of their tenderization tactics for the day.
“Aww, not yet. We’re having too much fun! We’ll get there, though. Don’t you worry.”
“Oh, goody gumdrops,” I rasp on a sigh, then groan as I let my head droop to my chest. “I was worried the cast and crew were getting bored with their lines. Their arms must be sore after all that exertion.” My mouth fills with saliva again, muddling my speech. Pursing my lips, I spit out the coppery fluid and take a breath before I continue. “Speaking of, you need to work on that arm day, bud. Feeling just a wee bit soft,there, if you ask me.” That particularly sparkly jest earns me not only a punch to my ribs—if another bone didn’t crack, I’d be surprised—but also a swift jab directed straight at my head. But by some stroke of sheer dumb luck, I somehow dodge that one while cradling my injured side, letting his fist slam right into the unforgiving concrete next to my face.
“YOU MOTHER FUC—”
Inhaling through my teeth, I force myself to breathe. But pain slices through my side, halting the movement before I could even draw half a breath. No bother, though. Just need to push this asshole just a little bit further to get to where I want to go. “Ah, ah, ah....” I draw up my face as best as I can, tilting it arrogantly in.... I’m suresomebody’sdirection. My eyesight is officially fucked, but I don’t necessarily need it anymore to continue this charade, even if my words are a bit sluggish. “You did that to yourself. You need to work on your temper. Maybe try some anger management. I hear it does wonders for cheeky little assholes like yourself.” The next punch hits its mark, making me see stars, but only for a second or two.
Dammit, I was hoping I’d be knocked out for the night. Weak fuck can’t even punch right.
“First two knuckles, princess.” With both my wrists still elevated above my head in cuffs and chains, I make a fist and point to it with my other hand, making a few little punches in the air. “First two. Don’t worry, you’ll learn eventually. Just takes some practice.” That jab does it, and another second later, I’m finally knocked blissfully unconscious.
∞∞∞
“Do you like that?” She grinds her beautiful body down on mine, burying me even further into her hot, wet cunt. Her breasts dance in front of my face as she moves, a tantalizing visual I can’t help but feel hypnotized by as I lift my head and wrap my lips around one of her mouthwatering nipples. I feel just as much as I hear her moan as I lick, and suck, and nibble on the peaked flesh. Her hand lifts to cradle my neck, pressing my face further into her chest, refusing to let me breathe for a second as she takes her pleasure from me.
And she can take as much as she wants.
She can use me until I shrivel up and die if this is what it means to be in love with her.
Our Aly.
I open my mouth wider, eagerly wanting to take in more of her, to bask in her taste and scent until I’m forcibly pulled away since I never... ever want this moment to end.
“Fuck... yes! Hawk!” She whimpers with explicit delight and moves faster, chasing that high until she finally falls over the edge with awe-inspiring ecstasy. Her brows furrow as her gorgeous lips open on a silent cry, a shudder taking over her entire body, convulsing over and over again while squeezing the ever-loving fuck out of my dick.
I crane my head back, willing my unruly cock to tame itself before I end this perfect moment prematurely. But her fucking pussy... It’s begging me for my release. Craving it.Demanding it with every squeeze and quiver and I’m fucking lost to her desires. “Holy fuck... Aly... sweetheart.”
“I know... I know...”
Drawn to her intoxicating whimpers, I lift my upper body and reach my arms around her, surrounding her entirely with me, cocooning us from the rest of the world and anyone who would dare come between us. Our lips meet, and it’s like fire engulfs us. She grinds down on my cock, her hips swiveling beneath my palms as she chases more pleasure. I watch, enraptured by the beauty before me, as she unravels again in pulsing euphoria.
Flipping our positions, I gently lay her on her back, cradling her head and looking into the eyes of the woman who’s stolen every breath of mine. “Fuck, Aly....” I thrust fully, reclaiming my place inside her. Where I’m meant to be. Where I never want to leave.
