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"Noah!"I gasp.
He shoves his tongue into my entrance, making me gasp while he gathers our releases before he stands and shoves his tongue that's full of both our cums into my mouth. Our tongues tangle together, tasting both of us as he thrusts his semi-hard member back inside me, pushing right to the hilt, staying there as we make out like a couple of teenagers until he slows the kiss before giving me a few pecks, then rubs his nose against mine.
"I love you, Wildcat."
I grin at him.
"I love you too."
He smiles, moving my hair that's down out of my face. "You have glitter in your hair again."
I hum because I do: "I think she's finally coming back out of her shell."
He nods and raises an eyebrow.
"Custard."
I furrow my brows in confusion,
"That's what she put in my shaving foam."
I snort, then burst out in laughter, causing us both to groan as I tighten around his member that's still inside me, and he kisses me again. When the thought comes to me, I pull back a little bit and tilt my head. "Have you, by any chance, I don't know, moved me into your home because, over the past few weeks, I have found most of my belongings?" He smirks, and I sigh with a smile on my face. "And I'm guessing you let the lease go for my flat."
His smirk grows wider, and I chuckle at him, kissing his lips before he rasps against mine. "I thought I'd take a page out of a few of my brother's books."
I hum, "And what's that?"
He grins wide. "Moving my girls in so they don't have to stress about packing."
I laugh again at his excuse before kissing him again.
"I love you," I rasp against his lips, causing him to smile against mine, then move his hips back before thrusting forward hard, making me gasp while he grunts out, "Not as much as I love you, Wildcat," before he then proceeds to spend the next two hours inside me, and it was heavenly.
This man basically saved me all those years ago, and I don't think he'd ever realize that.
I'm never going to let him go.
He's mine, just like I'm his.
Chapter 28
Slicer – one month later
I'm at the bar doing paperwork, and I smile looking at the photo on my desk. Lilah, Meghan, and I are grinning at the camera, faces full of face paint, while my baby girl has a tiara on her head, saying birthday girl. She turned five last week. We had a big blowout with the club. The Huntsmen and the Rebels came down for Lilah's special day as well; they all see themselves as honorary uncles after trying to help Meghan find me. The brothers had gone all out; after her princess party had gone so well, they decided to do another, but this time with a few more bouncy houses as well as a real-life Cinderella.
Lilah cried; she loved it so much.
Things are finally looking good, and my girl is stronger than ever.
My phone rings, and I look down before grinning when I see it's Flame.
I quickly answered it,
"Is she still being stubborn, brother?"
Star is still refusing to come home, and I can understand why. She was raped because of us because we killed someone who had sent many of our dancers to the hospital by giving them laced cocaine. Unfortunately, someone's cousin, who had beencausing a lot of problems for us over the years, wanted revenge. Star was the collateral damage in this scenario.
He clears his throat. "I may have fucked up."
