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“You have to be okay,” I implore him, my voice breaking. “Please be okay, Daddy.” I don’t know what I’ll do if I lose any of them. I know I’d never recover. Not in a million years.
“Pretty girl.” His hand cups my cheek. I nuzzle into his hold, needing his touch so badly right now. “Look at Daddy, Sol.” I do, the pain in his voice nearly my undoing. “Everything will be fine.”
The front door bursts open as Noble and Duke drop down behind the counter, muttering to each other. I drape my body over Lorde’s so he can’t be hurt again, but he reverses it and rolls on top of me just as Flounder crab crawls towards us, hiding his scared face in my neck.
“Get these fuckers under control!” Lorde shouts as Duke digs through a cabinet and comes up with a shotgun. Wrapping my arms and legs around Lorde, I can feel his blood seeping through the material I’d been pressing to his wounds as it gathers beneath me on the floor. “Brace yourself,” he mutters and covers my ears as I hold him tightly.
Shotgun blasts resound within the room, the thud of bodies dropping, thunderous, and minutes later, the silence is nearly deafening.
“Stay put!” Noble shouts. I couldn’t move if I wanted to. Lorde’s massive body is heavy on top of me.
“God, I fucking love you, little girl.” I freeze at Lorde’s words, opening my eyes to meet his stare. His eyes are glassy but clear. Painfilled but honest.
“You mean that?” I ask him because it could be the blood loss talking.
“With everything I am, pretty girl.” Leaning down, he captures my lips, and everything melts away.
He loves me.
Lorde loves me, and I couldn’t be happier.
Nobody has ever told me that before.
Losing myself in the kiss, I rub my body against his as glass crunches under boots, curses fill the room, and groans meet my ears. But I don’t care. Nothing else matters in this moment but the man pouring his heart out to me in the sincerest kiss of my life.
* * *
Lorde
Fucking hell.
Being shot never fails to sting like a bitch. It doesn’t matter how ready you are for the impact, it fucking hurts. From the first sound of gunfire, I knew I would be hit. I was on the wrong side of the fucking island to use it for protection. My back was facing the door, the shooters were behind me, and there was no avoiding the bullets tearing through my body.
The one in my thigh had me stumbling; the one in the shoulder knocked me on my ass. The lights nearly went out for a minute from the blinding pain, but then I heard Sol crying, and I had to remain conscious.
When I realized it was her pulling me around the counter, I’d been pissed. She should have been hiding. Tossing her body over mine when the cabin had been breached, I knew I would happily die if it meant saving her life. I also knew I’d fallen head over heels in love with her, and telling her had been the single most amazing moment of my life.
Second to taking her virginity, that is.
“Sit still,” I growl in her ear now. Duke is pulling splinters from her hands and knees, and she won’t stop squirming. I promised she could stay in my lap, but my dick and her ass aren’t cooperating.
“Please,” she whines, even as she winces. “Pretty please, Daddies.” A collective groan rolls through the room. It didn’t take her long to home in on our weakness.
“I’m done with her knees,” Duke announces, throwing his hands up.
“Fine,” Noble barks, gripping her chin before she can jump up from my lap. “You sit fucking still and let him work on your back while I patch up Lorde’s leg.” She nods enthusiastically.
Duke helps Sol to her feet, clasping her hips as she squirms in his hold, while Noble works my pants off my body. I bite back the hiss of pain when the material tugs on the wound in my thigh. The fucking bullet tore through the outside flesh, so it’s a clean cut, but stitching it up is going to hurt like a motherfucker.
“You sure you’re not too sore for this?” Duke whispers to her as he kisses along the side of her neck.
“Never.” She gasps in the quiet room as she stares down at me, eyes glued to where Noble has taken hold of my dick and started stroking it. His hand tightens as pre-cum leaks from the tip, and he spreads it up and down as his hand works me.
“Come have a taste, little girl.” Noble’s voice is soft for her…encouraging…and she responds by dropping to her reddened and bloody knees.
“Easy,” I snap when she hits the floor solidly. I’m still pissed that she was hurt.
Throwing an incendiary glare at the three dead men on the front porch where Duke dragged them after the gunfire ceased, I want to kill them all over again.
