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“Yeah?” I grunt, twisting and thrusting my hips to drag my piercings in all the right places.

“Daddy, oh Gods your piercings,” Silla whines, making my cock twitch.

“Did you forget about it?” I tease her, dragging my tongue up her neck before sucking on her pulse point.

“Kind of? It’s been way too damn long.” She sighs. It really has been. I feel as if pieces of myself are slowly fitting back together now that she’s returned. It’s been a long road. I’ve become more callous in her absence.

“It has. Fuck, I’ve missed you. We’ll do anything to keep you. You realize this, right?”

Silla cries out as I lift her until I’m almost all the way out of her pussy before dropping her down. Her nails slash down my back as her head thumps gently against the wall. “Yes, yes I do,” she rasps as I thrust faster.

“Good,” I mutter, covering her mouth with mine. I swipe my tongue along hers, wondering if she can taste herself. Silla just moans, holding tightly to me as she bounces on my cock. Her tits are perfect, moving with every thrust, and I thank the Gods for the day she’ll start gaining a little weight back. She’s still too thin.

There’s so much working against us, and yet we still find the light. Silla is my bright star, even her memory kept me from losing my mind when I thought she was gone.

“I love you,” I gasp. There’s black spots encroaching across my eyesight, and Silla’s walls start to flutter around me. “Baby, are you going to come for me again?”

“I think… soon, Daddy!” she keens, leaning harder against the wall. Using her body at an angle, I hold tightly to her hips as I fuck up into her. The angle is deeper, and as her noises become more desperate, I know she’s going to come apart for me.

“That’s my girl. So damn perfect for me,” I praise. “I’m going to come so hard, you’ll be feeling the absence of my cock. Will you beg me for more, I wonder?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she grunts, shuddering. “I’ll always need more.”

“Fuck, your cunt is so greedy, you’re milking me like such a good little whore. Are you Daddy’s whore?” I snarl. I wait to see if I pushed her too far, but her mouth opens into a wordless scream.

Burying my head in her neck, I fuck her through her orgasm, whispering nonsense as I come. Dammit. Silla has to be protected at all costs. I won’t survive losing her again. Tomorrow is going to give me new gray hair.

Breathing hard, I kiss her neck, holding her even as my legs threaten to dump me on my ass. We’re both shaking hard, and I swear her pussy pulled my soul from my body.

“Holy shit, Silla,” I rasp.

“I can’t think yet,” she confesses, laughing weakly. We hold each other tightly, but my thoughts follow me even as we clean up to start the day.

Protect, kill, and get our damn happily ever after. Whatever that means.

Eighteen

AYDEN

Imake certain breakfast is amazing, which means I have to beg Gray for chocolate chip pancakes.

“I swear I am living with a toddler,” he chuckles.

“No, Silla needs chocolate,” my sister reminds him, coming to the rescue. I grin at him, even as he shakes his head at me.

“Alright then,” he grunts. “Pancakes, scrambled eggs, potato hash, and toast. Am I missing anything?”

Silla is doing her hair after her orgasmic shower, which we all heard. Gray is a lucky bastard.

“Are you finally getting your wish, Ayden? Twenty questions at breakfast?” Sidney teases me.

“Yes! Things keep interrupting the lead in to suggest it. It’s been so damn busy, and now Silla has to go see Cinder for only the Gods know what reason. I want her to have a fun, relaxing day before tomorrow.”

“We can make that happen,” Gray promises as he begins to cook. “Grab me the eggs, Sidney? I think the orgasms started the day off perfectly.”

“Gloating is a new look for you,” Andrya snorts. “I don’t know how Silla agreed to it. I just feel bloated since I’m on my period.”

“You’re beautiful at any time,” Sidney reminds her. “I’d enjoy—”