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One last stroke and the fire ignited. Heat pulsed through me like a bullet and I cried out, moaning with each breath as I came hard and sudden. Flexing my fingers in Summer’s hair, I threw myself into the pleasurable sensations, pumping cum down her willing throat until she was sucking me dry. Only then did I relax and slump back down onto the bed, panting. The heat of Summer’s mouth vanished from my cock, and I opened my eyes as she settled next to me, wiping the corner of her mouth with her brow low.
“Good?” She asked me with a voice slightly hoarse.
“So fucking good,” I whimpered. “I want to do you now.”
“No,” Summer declined. “Not in your condition. But you can owe me.”
“Deal.”
I studied her face, her gaze wandering over my body until she pulled the blankets over me and thoroughly tucked me in. Then she settled next to me as I draped an arm over her shoulders.
“I’m glad you’re here,” I admitted softly. “More than… more than I ever expected.”
“That’s the painkillers and orgasm talking,” Summer replied softly.
“No, I mean it.”
Her body shook lightly as she chuckled. “I know, I’m teasing. I’m… I’m really glad I’m here too.”
Part of this was terribly dreamlike, almost as if I was still lost out in the snow somewhere, the victim of a random violent act, and just left to dream of bliss while passed out. Yet, no matter how often I blinked, Summer remained by my side. Her warmth was constant, as was the ache in my body and the satisfied curl in my gut. That sensation stayed with me as tiredness came, and Summer kissed my forehead. It remained when my eyelids got heavy as Summer bade me a quiet goodnight, and it lingered as I spent a painful half hour trying to find a comfortable way to sleep.
That feeling only faded when I gave up and climbed out of bed. Dressed in a robe, I limped through the house until I reached the kids’ room. The moment I saw Bonnie fast asleep with her curls splayed out around her head, the feeling started dissipating. She was myeverything,and in those sharp moments when I had first been struck, she was all I could think about.
Bonnie shifted in her sleep and grumbled softly but didn’t wake. I was almost disappointed. After a few moments of watching her sleep, I lowered myself slowly down into the chair near her bed and released a slow breath. I was okay. I was home. Bonnie was safe.
Whoever was behind the attack, whatever their reasoning, I would deal with it after Christmas. Until then, my focus would be spending every possible second with my daughter.
That certainty and the soft sound of her snores finally sent me off to sleep with only a shadow lingering in the back of my mind.
27
SUMMER
Christmas Day arrived with a chorus of screams from the children that echoed throughout the entire chalet and pulled me from a slumber filled with dark dreams of Jax never returning home. Random acts of violence were common all over the world, but even in my dream I couldn’t shake a feeling of responsibility after what I had said to Marina.
I woke with a jump, alarmed that I had slept later than intended and the children had gotten up without me. This worry was soothed when Tabitha met me in the bathroom, halfway through hurriedly brushing my teeth and dragging a brush through my hair, to tell me that she had let me sleep in because Jax had gotten up early with the children. She patted my shoulder, pressed a new dress into my hands, and waved away any thanks I tried to give her.
Then she vanished and left me to get ready.
The dress was green cashmere with silken straps and a firm bone bodice worked into the stitching of the fabric. Slipping it on, it fit meperfectlyand hugged my waist and supported my boobs. The skirt was looser, brushing just above my knees. As I zipped it up, I glimpsed the holly and berries stitched in a pattern around the sweetheart neckline. It was beautiful and far more expensive than I deserved. A spot of cherry lipstick, a flash of mascara, and I headed downstairs to join the others.
“Summer!” Bonnie scrambled up from a sea of Christmas wrapping paper and made a beeline for me as I reached the bottom of the stairs.
“Morning sweetie,” I grinned, crouching to catch her and scoop her up in my arms when she reached me.
“Morning!” Ava and Kane called from somewhere in the present pile. Theo was by the tree, a cup of steaming coffee in one hand and a gingerbread man in the other. Jax was carefully placed on the couch, and in the light of day his bruised face looked ten times worse, the sight of which pulled my heart into my gut. He was awake and okay though, even though I still wanted to take him to the hospital. Luke was with the children on the floor helping organize presents between desperate hands.
“It’s Christmas!” Bonnie grinned, bouncing in my arms, then she turned very serious. “Daddy had to fight off the Grinch last night. He won, but the Grinch is so nasty!”
I glanced at Jax who winked at me. If that was the story they were going with, who was I to challenge it?
“Aren’t we so lucky that Daddy caught him in time?” I said softly, stroking her back. Sitting on the couch, Bonnie settled in my lap and sighed deeply.
“Yes,” she declared, then she slid from my lap and vanished into the present pile. My attention immediately locked onto Jax.
“Are you okay?” I asked softly. “No… side effects from taking on the Grinch?”
“None,” he answered easily, “you look beautiful by the way.”
