Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
“I want to check your hands.” Doc says.
“They’re fine.”
“You need a shower.” My dad comes to stand next to me. Most of the family is here but upstairs. Kinsley and Naomi want to see Bonte, but I’m only allowing a few people to come down here right now. I still feel on edge, and I think she needs time too.
“I’m fine.” I ignore both my dad and Doc.
Bonte lifts her head from where she has been resting it on the bed, leaning over from the chair.
“You should shower and let him look at your hands.” Her big blue eyes appear larger than normal.
“You need a shower too.”
She glances down at herself. “I’ll take one if you will.” I nod. That was my plan. “Will you let me know if he wakes before I get back?” she asks Doc.
“Yes, but it will be a while. The pain meds are going to keep him down, but he’s going to make it,” Doc tries to reassure her.
“Don’t let him leave.” She says to my father.
“He’s not going anywhere.” Bonte nods.
“Thank you,” she says softly.
“Bonte.” My father shifts to partly block our path. “Look me in the eyes.”
“Dad—”
“I’m talking to Bonte. A girl that will be my daughter in the future.” Bonte lifts her head, her bottom lip trembling. I grit my back teeth. How can a lip tremble prompt a rage inside of me? "Next time, you talk to us. We're a family." She gives a slight nod. "And no one is mad at you, Bonte. This is par for the course for this family."
"That means a lot to me." Her shoulders relax, showing her visible relief. She gives my dad a small smile.
"Well, you mean a lot to my son. Never thought I'd see the day when someone could snap him back to reality." Dad gives her a half smile back. "We might need to call on you in the future for that."
"I didn't do anything."
"Oh, but you did." Dad steps to the side out of our way. "Get cleaned up. I'll have fresh clothes and food brought down." He grips my shoulder, giving a squeeze as I pass by, guiding Bonte out of the room and across the hallway to one of the many spare rooms down here.
Neither of us speak as I turn the water on in the shower and undress her and then myself. Bonte lets me move her around. She's so fucking quiet.
"Are you with me?" I ask after I get her all clean, and she takes the cloth from me, wanting to wash me herself. I brace my hand against the shower wall, allowing the water to pour over me.
Bonte’s hands on my skin soothe me. Her touch finally begins to calm the beast inside of me that’s still restless. I can feel the brush of her tits against my back as she washes away the remains of the blood of the men that thought they could take her from me. I’ll do the same to anyone else who tries. Even her father, if it comes down to that.
I push back the thoughts of what could have happened to her and instead relish the fact that she is here with me. That she’s safe and sound. That our path is finally clear to start a future together. All of it is done.
“Eros, I was so scared.” She presses her face against my back. Her whispered words cause goosebumps to break out along my skin. Her soft hand wraps around my cock. “I need you. When I touch you, there is no fear. All I feel is pleasure.”
This is the most vulnerable I have ever heard her sound. I was trying to hold back from taking her, to give her time to deal with everything she had been through. I’ve needed this connection since the moment she was back in my arms. Her words confirm that she does too.
I don’t hesitate. I never will when it comes to giving my precious girl what she needs. I spin, causing her hand to release my cock. I bring my hand to cup her cheeks before leaning down to take her mouth in a kiss. It’s not gentle; it’s desperate, possessive, and demanding. Bonte gives as good as she gets, biting my lip.
Without breaking the kiss, I move my hands down, lifting her. She wraps her legs around my waist, and her arms around my neck as I back her up against the shower wall. There are no words needed between us. Our desire for one another is beyond them.
I break the kiss, positioning my cock to line up to her entrance. I stare down into her eyes as I thrust into her, seating myself to the hilt. A growl rips from me, and a moan from her as her pussy squeezes me. All rational thought leaves me at that point. I drive into her as she works her hips, matching my pace. I’ll make love to her later; right now, this rawness is what we both crave.