Page 81 of Resistant

“I need another shower.” I whisper as he chuckles into my neck.

“I love you wet and dirty Angel. It’s one of my favorite versions of you, so long as you let me clean you up.”

My head replays the vision of Declan licking the come out of my pussy and I feel myself clench around him.

“Jesus, fuck Angel.” He groans and rolls off me.

“I need a minute baby.” He laughs.

“I’m good,” I whisper.

“Just a response from the replay of your face between my thighs.”

“Noted, Angel. You like the way I give head.” He chuckles.

“Yeah. I like it.”

“Shower. Sleep.” He moans.

“C’mon, Angel, let’s get cleaned up. I want to hold your naked body against me in the dark for as long as I can tonight.”

Declan

I left Brynn in the shower this morning after I watched her come on my fingers and the shower head blowing full blast at her pussy. I snicker to myself remembering how I had to hold her up.Jesus that woman does it for me.

I scoop up some scrambled eggs on my toast and look up to see Knox taking a seat next to me. I had no idea that hotels still have continental breakfasts and I’m taking full advantage. I might have to unbutton my jeans before I can sit in the car.

“Sleep well fucker?” I ask around my toast.

Knox glares at me and I smirk.

“Guess, that’s a no.” I dig back into my eggs ignoring the motherfucker.

Brynn walks in and I set my fork down and watch her approach. She turns and grabs coffee and piles a plate up with fruit and sits between us. I’m watching her stuff fruit in her mouth like there’s no tomorrow and getting filthy ideas for later.

“So, we should arrive at our destination sometime around lunch today.”

I watch Brynn lick the juice from her fingers and she turns to him with her mouth full.

“Where are we going?”

“A safe house. I know it’s been fun getting all cozy together on the drive, but I thought we could settle in and discuss our options over dinner tonight. I know Brynn, you would like to find your children as soon as possible.”

“Find them. I thought you placed them, why don’t you know where they are?”

“I knew where they were. And with some minimal effort, I’m confident we can track them down.”

Motherfucker. We should have left under Sasha’s plan. Now we are fucked. I look at Brynn and her eyes are wide and she’s breathing heavily. Here comes my Princess. I brace myself against the chair and hope she keeps me out of the crossfire. I scoot backwards as the table erupts and flips over. Shit is everywhere and I have juice in my lap.

“You motherfucker!” Brynn whisper shouts at Knox.

“I have been blindly following you, put up with your slavery bullshit, owned up to it even to get my ass out of that shithole and you don’t even know what the fuck you are doing! Fuck you, Knox! I’m out.”

She holds up her palms in a full stop motion and backs away from the table. Before I can get between them Knox has a hold of her chin and he’s all up in her face.

“Listen, sweetheart, I own you. You can’t go anywhere without me. That contract is legal and binding, you go where I go. And if you don’t behave yourself, I’ll make a call and make sure you never find your children.”

I roughly pull Knox away from her in time to see all the blood drain from her face. I push him out of the way, scoop her up in my arms and walk out.

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