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“Can you guys tie his wrists together and hang him up on that hook?” I ask, tipping my head back to glance up at Logan as he chuckles in utter, dark delight at my plan.
“Oh, you wicked little monster. I like this plan.” Tey hops in place, bouncing like a bunny in delight, and I swear to God, he skips over the control box to lower the hook usually used for letting down smaller rafts into the waters.
While he works the hook lower, Dalton and Dom each grab a groaning Cruz and drag him across the floor by his wrists. I don’t feel an ounce of pity or guilt at each bruise and probably broken ribs that cover Cruz’s body from my guys beating the shit out of him.
“How did you get here? And know where to find me?” Isuddenly ask, turning my head to Nicky, my brow raised as he fingers the dove on the necklace he gave me weeks ago.
“A tracker. I need to know where you are, twenty-four-seven. Knowing you're safe gives me peace of mind, and I don’t regret doing it.” He leans forward and kisses my lips in the softest, barely there glide of his mouth against mine before pulling away to help the guys hook the rope around Cruz’s wrists until the hook is finally lowered.
I watch as Dalton gives a tight tug, satisfied that the ropes will hold, before nodding at a wickedly smiling Tey to bring Cruz up until his feet are only skimming the dock flooring.
“Axel is driving the boat back; he knocked out the captain and will wake him up to glide the boat back onto the docks. I wouldn’t want the fucker to try parking this monster of a yacht.” Dalton must have heard my other question because he comes over to pull me out of Logan’s arms and into his own with a hard squeeze as he lifts me off my feet to swing me around in a circle. “Don’t ever leave me again.” He breathes deeply into my neck just before he sets me down again to stare into my eyes.
“Never,” I promise with watery eyes, wondering what I ever did to deserve these guys.
“How are we doing this, mama? What do you need?” Dom appears at my other side and snatches me out of Dalton’s arms to wrap his strong arms around me, pressing little kisses all over my face that make me laugh at the tickling, wet-loving pecks.
“I love you guys so much.” I choke out, swallowing and clearing my throat, because I refuse to cry again tonight.
Maybe tomorrow, when everything catches up with me. But for now, it’s time I put years of revenge to use, and I think I know just how I will do it.
I stand on my tippy toes and kiss Dom’s sharp cheekbone before falling back on my heels. I pull out of his arms and walk over to Cruz, passing Tey while lightly running my fingertips over the dimple on his cheek before moving on. I stop in front of the man who caused me years of pain and trauma. Someone who made me afraid of my own shadow, scared to run away, and not knowing if he’d hurt me again or kill me. He’s just a man. A man who can’t feel anything inside and makes awful decisions in life that hurt others. He is a sociopath that can never change, even if he wishes he could.
“You're going to see what it means to love. I’ll give you that, but nothing else. This is what the meaning of love looks like and consent.” I stand in front of Cruz, letting go of my fear once and for all as I look into his raging, wide blue gaze.
“Yoth fckin bitc-,” he mutters through his gag, his meaning clear even if his voice is muffled.
“I am a fucking bitch. But I’m not your fucking bitch,” I taunt, dancing backwards as he jerks and wiggles against the ropes, but he’s not going anywhere.
I turn back to my guys and see them all with the same posture. Arms crossed over their muscular chests and murderous glares aimed at the broken man behind me.
“Anything?” I ask one more time, making sure, because this will be a lot.
“Yes,” Logan answers for them, glancing left and right as my guys nod in agreement.
“I need this. I need you all. Please heal me.” I whisper and turn to the right until I can see my guys and Cruz out of the side of my eyes.
I take a deep breath and slowly lower to my knees on the floor, pausing for a second to gather courage. I turn my headtoward each of my men and lower myself further onto the floor until my upper chest is flat on the surface, and my ass is sticking straight in the air as I clasp my hands together to raise above my head.
“Tell us what to do,” Dalton grumbles, biting his bottom lip as his gaze shifts over my presenting position, which I know is his favorite.
“I need and want you to fuck me. Any hole you want to. I just want to feel you fill me up with your cum. Please. Take me.” My voice is low and raspy, and I feel my heart pounding as the guys step forward, almost as one as they look over my body hungrily with heated gazes.
“Are you sure, pet?” Nicky asks thickly, his eyes hungrily devouring my body.
“Yes,” I answer simply. I have never been more sure of anything.
I need this to heal inside and out. This is me saying yes to everything they can offer.
I ignore the muffled shouting on my other side and keep eye contact with each of my guys as they stare for a beat longer before Tey steps forward first.
“Whatever you need, peaches. But I need you to do something for me,” Tey says, walking over and bending down behind me until I can feel the back of his strong thighs flat against mine.
I shiver. Even though I’ve felt their skin against mine, I really missed this.
“What?” I ask, gripping my fingers together as I feel his fingers slide over my thighs and up until he’s grasping the waistband of my shorts.
“I want you to look over at him and not look away. Can you do that?” Tey asks softly, his tone understanding and loving.
