by ChaShiree M.
“Oh God Colt.” I ride him up and down. Relishing the fact that I can feel every ridge and vein in his bulging cock branding itself not only in my pussy but in my soul. Every battered inch of my pussy is protesting this moment, but demanding I fall back down when I go up. My body no longer belongs to me in this moment. It’s his. He is the one who brought it to life, giving it a heartbeat. Showing it how to love itself. Showing me how to love myself. I exist only on this plane, controlled by him.
“Yes baby. Squeeze me with your pussy. I can’t hold on much longer. I need you with me. Grind yourself on me. Oh fuck. Yes, like that. Kea...Shit!!!”
“Colton...I feel it...I can’t hold it ... I need to let go.” My eyes roll to the back of my head. I feel as if I am floating, and I hear him in the distance shouting out his release as I feel the warm coating, he is sharing with me. It sets off another mini orgasm and I fall into his chest. Shaking, trembling, and covered in sweat while filled with...Colton.
I have no clue how much time or how long I lay across his chest. The whole time he continues to touch me and whisper how happy he is that he was led to me. His words are beautiful, and yet they are too much. Too much for my fragile emotions anyway. I begin to cry before I can stop myself. I try to hide it, but it’s futile. When it comes to me, he misses nothing.
“Baby. Why are you crying? Did I hurt you? Talk to me.”
“No, you didn’t. I just ...it finally all came rushing out that ...” I don’t know how to say this to him.
“What baby? There is nothing we cannot face together.” He has moved into a sitting position so that he can pull me toward him, so we face one another.
“I am more than 100% sure I am in love with you.” I rush those words out of my mouth before I chicken out and don’t say them. The truth is, holding in my feelings for him has been hurting me more than I cared to acknowledge. Now that it is all out in the open, I feel like a weight has been lifted.
“Oh, my love. My little Kea. I have been in love with you since I first laid eyes on you. Now I just need you to trust me and I will give you anything you need and want. You want to adopt, we will do it together. Ok?”
The feeling of being safe and loved is both foreign and welcome. I want this and I will no longer allow my doubts and my father to scare me away from it.
“Ok Colton. I trust you. And I love you.”
“Little mama. I knew that. I was just waiting on you to catch up.”
He laughs as he tucks us in the blanket with his cock still inside of me. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Chapter 15
COLTON
Rolling over to a note on the pillow from Kea is a sweet feeling. Especially when the note itself is not a damn ‘dear john letter.
Dear Colton,
I really don’t know what more to say than…. Thank you. From the moment you found me, you have been a constant. Never giving up, making sure I am safe, and giving me more than anyone besides my siblings ever have. I ran from you because you have the power to destroy me. But I didn’t realize you were actually healing me. For the first time today, I woke up with the darkness I had denied existed no longer a veiled shadow across my eyes. I see light and you are radiating it. I know you say I brought the light to you, but the truth is maybe we brought to each other.
I love you Colton.
Kea
Well Fuck. Thank fuck I am alone, because I swear, I dropped a tear.
After I stop being a bitch ass, I call the office and check in but there is nothing going on right now. I make a call to detective Coslow and he informs me Fiero has been picked up and being arraigned in the morning.
Thank fuck for that. One down, two to go. I give him the new location on Damien, which is not too far from here and I want him to be alert and on the lookout. He says he will get his men on it and we hang up. I shoot a quick message to Braxton asking him and his brothers to meet here at the house. It's time I make this official once and for all, now that Kea is onboard. Once the message is sent, I make one more phone call.
“This is Ren.”
“Ren it’s Colton.”
“Ah. Colton. What can I do for you?”
“I am assuming you heard about the recent discovery of grandparents and an impending visit?”
“Yeah. I heard.”
“You sound about as enthused as I am.”
“I don’t relish my heavily pregnant wife traveling across the country without me. Even if it is with the G.I. Joe Quads. But Tony has school and cannot miss it, so I must stay.”
I understand because I want Kea going like I want a hole in the head. But there is not a fucking thing I can do about any of it. Which is why I am calling. Seeing as how I have yet to make us official to her brothers, they have not graced me with the information about these people. “I was hoping, given our history of how I helped you in the past, you could help me.”
“I was wondering when you were going to call on our previous acquaintance. Of course, my friend. I’ll send it over to your phone, asap.”
“Thanks. I want to send a guy or two out there to recon and set up an eagle perimeter, where I can have some shadows for the visit.”
“Like minds, my friend. I did the same.”
“I am not surprised. How is Phoenix?”
“Little sister is stronger than even she knew. She has her good days and bad, but she mostly reads as much as she can about being a mom.”
“Mikhail? Anyone heard from him?”
“The real question is when do we not. If it is not him banging on my door until one of my men throws him off the property, then it is the incessant gifts and phone calls. But alas, little Phe will not relent. I almost feel sorry for the poor bastard.”
“Damn. I had high hopes for them. He really seemed to love her.”
“I have no doubt he does. He simply should have told her everything upfront. A woman used to deception, doesn’t suffer fools lightly. Especially when she warns you.”
“True my friend. Well alright. Let me know if you need anything.”
“I have a question. When are you going to talk to the brothers and make an honest woman out of Kea?” I chuckle at his question considering I just sent them a message.
“I sent a message to them this morning. As far as marrying Kea, as soon as she will let me.”
“Bravo. Well good luck with them.”
“Those fools. A piece of cake.”
After hanging up, I have enough time to work out a bit and then take a shower. As soon as I am out of the shower, I hear the doorbell ring. Throwing on my clothes and shoes, I go to the door.
“Moore.” Asshole.
“Braxton.” He stares me down because I called him by his first name. Somehow, they think I am a pansy ass or something. Calling me by my last name is meant to intimidate me. Ha. I have faced some of the most ruthless, evil, and the vilest. They got nothing on them.
“So, you asked us here. I can only think it has something to do with Kea.”
“Apollo, you are correct. First let me say, the man that threatened her and broke into her apartment is in custody right now. I just found out before messaging you.”
“Thank fuck for that.”
“My sentiments exactly.”
“You could have told us that over the phone. Why the hell are we really here Moore?” Braxton is such a fucking dick. But then again, I probably would be too if I had the life and well-being of seven siblings on my shoulders.
“I brought you all here to let you know unequivocally and man to man, that Kea is MINE. I know she is your little sister and you have taken care of her this far, but that is no longer your primary concern. I will ensure her safety, happiness, and anything else she needs or wants.”
I am talking to all of them, but it is Braxton I stare down. As the eldest, he is the one I have to conquer. The air in the room is charged right now, rams preparing for battle. And make no mistake, I am prepared to prove my worth no matter what it takes. Apollo breaks the ice a
nd thank fuck. I was gonna damn near pass out from holding my breath.
“Well, I for one am happy to hear it. Kea deserves to be happy. She has been the happiest out of all of us, but she is also one of the ones that hides the most. Any man that has been able to bust through her defenses is definitely gravy in my book.” I knew he would be the easiest. He and Kea are a lot alike.
“Thanks Apollo. I appreciate that. Although let's be clear, I was not asking for any of your permission. I was doing you the courtesy of letting you know.” Apollo and Jairo both chuckle.
“Makes you more ok in my book.”
“Thanks Jairo.” I look toward Leif, waiting for him to have his say. I know Braxton is remaining silent, trying to see if I squirm. Fat chance.
“Let me say this, you hurt my baby sister and I will kill you. I know 50 different ways to make a body disappear and I will exercise any and all of them for my family. Capiche?”
“I wouldn’t expect anything less from the men, who guarded and protected my woman and her sisters with their own life, Lief.”
Through all of this, Braxton has yet to say anything and the motherfucker is so hardass. His poker face is like a mime. It only shows what he wants you to see and right now that is nothing. Finally, after a few minutes Braxton speaks, and immediately I wish he hadn't.
“What the fuck do we know about you Moore? Other than you ‘rescued’ Kea when she was kidnapped and then stuck around. For all we know, that ‘kidnapping’ could have been a setup to get you infiltrated into the family to feed more information to our father. Huh? How do we know you’re not in on this sadistic shit he has going on?”
The shit he is accusing me of strikes more than a nerve considering what my sister went through, and for him to believe I would do that shit to the other half of my soul. The muscles in my body begin to swell as my heart feels like it is no longer beating in lieu of reserving my energy for a war.
“What the fuck did you just say to me? You know damn well who and what I am. I am more than sure you did your due diligence on me when I came back with Kea, so right now I am hoping and praying you are just trying to test me. I will not hesitate to flatten you and your brothers over some shit like that. The fucking shit that happened to my own sister is easy enough to find out, so I am sure you know that too. “
My chest is heaving up and down. Adrenaline is pumping so hard I could demolish a whole building. For a second I go blind with rage and right as I am about to lose time, Braxton cuts through.
“You’re right Moore. I know all about it, but I had to be sure. She is my little sister…. you know. I admire what you did for your sister and I am happy that one of my sisters found someone not into illegal shit, or with a secret wife. Seriously.”
I chuckle with the rest of them. I can only imagine how much of a welcome change of pace I must be from Ren and Mikhail. The four of us shake on it. We make sure the ‘Throne’ is still updated as they have done with Mikhail, even though he is persona non grata. But they all respect the fact that Phoenix is carrying his baby, and therefore he has a right to be involved. And Ren.
My sister calls shortly after they leave. “Hey big bro. How are you?”
“Doing good munchkin. Whats up?”
“Are you ever going to stop calling me all those annoying nicknames?” She asks voice full of irritation. Which only makes me laugh harder.
“I’m sorry. I meant to say, how can I help you, guppy.” I love working her up.
“Ugh. Whatever. Meathead. I was wondering what you’re doing about three weeks from now.”
“I don't know. Why?”
“I am having a party at La Cosi. I have a big announcement and I want you and Kea to be there.”
“What is the announcement?”
“Not telling you yet. You're going to have to wait like everyone else. Are we still on for this Sunday?” Nice change of subject.
“Yeah brat. We are still on.”
“Ok Love you. See you then.” Checking my watch, I see it has been a while since I have heard from Kea. That never sits well with me.
Me: Hey baby. How's it going?
My Everything: Hey handsome. I was just talking to the girls about you. Out to lunch with my friends.
Me: Oh and what were you saying? Telling them how big my missile is *wink wink*
My Everything: No. Just saying how you wore me down. LOL
Me: Damn right I did. It worked too.
My Everything: It did. That makes me one lucky girl
Me: No my Everything. I’m the lucky one. Have fun with your girls. Love you baby.
My Everything: We are both lucky. I will. Love you too.
That woman ties me up in knots. I didn’t know grown men had knots. Shit. My mind begins to drift to dinner when my phone rings. Fuck, its Blade. Blade never calls unless it’s bad.
“Blade.”
“Colton. Fiero escaped custody.”
“WHAT!!?? HOW THE FUCK DID THE MORONS LET THAT HAPPEN?”
“I know man. They were transporting him for arraignment, and someone slammed the transport bus, then jumped the guards. He was the only inmate taken from the bus. It’s not a coincidence.”
“Fuuuuuuuuck!!! I want him found. Put Rec on it. Tell him everything else is secondary. Call Steele. I want him back stateside ASAP. I have a feeling that shit is about to get real.”
“You got it. I know this is fucked Colton, but Drake is on her. You know he would die protecting her.” He has a point, but it doesn’t cool the chanting in my mind to kill, murder, and maim.
“I told her brothers that asshole was in custody. Can you contact Drake and have him alert the others? The more people we put on this the better. Anything else?”
“No. Damien and Lucifer are still in the wind. I still feel like those two are connected somehow. Just too many things lining up. I mean besides the names.”
“Well keep digging brother and let me know.”
After we end our call, I go down in my basement because I am so pissed and filled with rage. I need to burn it off before my woman comes back. I don’t want any of my shit to touch her if I can help it.
About four hours later, I hear the front door close and know she has come home from work. I fully expect to see her happy beautiful face when I go upstairs. What I don’t expect is to see her curled up in the fetal position on the couch crying.
I am on alert immediately and ready to do damage to whoever made her cry.
“Baby what happened? Did someone say something to you? Do something to you?” She is still dropping tears like bombs to my heart, but her head rolls back and forth telling me no. Ok. So, then she is in pain.
“What hurts baby? Talk to me. What is going on?” She tries to sit up, but it is obvious it hurts too much. She lifts her head through a hiccup and sobbing tells me.
“The disease I was telling you about, some months it causes indescribable pain right around my cycle. The past few months it has been pretty bad. I have an appointment with my OB next month to get put on this shot called Lupron, which will stop my period all together for about six months.”
Well hell. I had no idea she went through pain with this too. What the hell am I supposed to do? I am not only a man that knows fucking nothing at all about this shit but seeing her like this is likely to break me.
“Baby what do you need? What can I do?”
“Can you take me upstairs. I cannot walk right now, and I want to put on some comfortable clothes, take one of the Vicodin, and sleep.”
“Kea, carrying you is a pleasure. Come on. Wrap your arms around me.”
When she does, I lift her by her legs and back, then cradle her in my arms as we walk upstairs. She holds on to me like I am her lifeline, and Lord knows that is what I aim to be. I want to be the one she comes to for everything.
I sit her on the bed and go the drawer to grab her a pair of my sweats and a t-shirt. Nothing turns me on more than seeing her in my clothes. I change her while she lies there trying to breathe thr
ough the pain. Once she is dressed and tucked under the comforter, I get her the medicine, a cup of water, and make sure she takes it. Removing my clothes, I strip down to my boxers and slip into bed beside her.
Holding my life in my arms, I vow to find every one of the monsters threatening her happiness and making sure none of them touch her. Ever again.
Chapter 16
KEA
Last night was a revelation. I don’t know any of my friends, whose boyfriends have ever done the things for them what he did for me. Without complaining one bit. I woke up this morning to him rubbing my back and telling me how much he loved me. After making sure there is no more pain, he carried me into the shower and showed me how much he loved me.
Sitting at my desk, I have a mountain of paperwork because I took off Monday after the trauma with Phoenix. I didn’t make a dent in it yesterday. I am supposed to have lunch with my sisters today, but with all the work on my desk and the fact that some of the pain has returned there is no way I can go out right now. I call Fae and let her know. She says ok and she will let the others know. Besides, I need to finish as much as I can so that I can go see Cole today, and my appointment with the SW at four.
The rest of the day goes by as slow as possible. By the time 2:30 rolls around I am anxious about the meeting. There are two reasons. One, I have no idea if I am eligible and two, because I have this nagging voice inside my head telling me Colton should be with me. I didn’t want to cancel and have her think I was a flake or something.
I go to the group home to see Cole and spend some time with him. By four, I am walking into the Social Workers office.
“Miss Ryan. Glad you could make it.”
“Ms. Gloucester. Thank you for meeting with me.”
“No problem. There is no need to be nervous. Today is really an informal meeting. We are simply discussing, the obstacles, and answering any. We will schedule a more formal meeting at the end of this one and I will tell you everything you need to know to be ready.”
