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I t’s been a whirlwind day. After rushing Laura to the hospital, Hayes forced me to get checked out as well.

Turns out the chemical they used to drug me was some homemade concoction that could have killed me. As it is, they are worried it may have killed a brain cell or two. I don’t care. All I care about is being out of that guy’s clutches.

The police stopped by and asked what happened. Hayes refuses to hand over Phillip, so I was forced to lie and say I had no idea who took me.

They never did find Di or Tim, the people who took me. Hayes has made it his personal mission to rid this world of them. I hope they can run far enough. On second thought, I hope they get caught. They deserve it.

Now I’m by Laura’s side, holding her hand. What surprises me is that Tiny is still here too.

“You can go. I can watch over her,” I tell him.

He shakes his head. “I should have tried harder to find her. This is on me. Hades would have broken in if I had given him the word. I didn’t want to traumatize her any more than she already was.”

“I didn’t know either. I had no clue she wasn’t there. I could have tried harder as well.”

He nods. “The guilt will eat at us. It never goes away.”

He’s right, of course. It won’t.

“What did the doctor say again?” I ask.

He’s already told me, but I want to hear it again.

“That due to the prolonged exposure to the same chemical mixture that they used with you, it will take her time to heal. She is in a medically induced coma until they feel her body has had enough time to heal. They are thinking about two weeks. From there, they will determine what will happen.”

I nod. “I called her parents. They were out of town and trying to get back. They should be here soon. Will you still stay then?”

“I’m staying until she is awake and tells me she doesn’t want me here. Honestly, I’m not sure I will leave her alone then. I feel personally responsible for this. When I dropped her off that day, she told me to take her to his place. I walked her to the door then left. I should have stayed. I never should have let her go there.”

“It’s not your fault. Laura is stubborn,” I admit.

“She is.”

“You know this is the most we have ever talked. How did you end up with the MC?” I ask him.

“You don’t need my tragic backstory. We don’t need to do that,” he tells me.

“Fair enough. Tell me something at least.”

He stares at Laura for several long moments before he speaks. “She’s not the first person I’ve failed. She will be the last, though.”

I feel like there is an untold story there. One I am dying to know, but likely never will.

“She won’t like you hanging around like this.”

“I know. The other one didn’t either, but I gave her the choice, and she’s no longer here. Laura doesn’t get the same choice.”

I want to ask more, but the door opens. A nurse comes in, smiling at us as she checks Laura’s vitals.

“She’s lucky to have such wonderful people surrounding her. Are you her sister?” she asks me.

I nod. It’s the lie I told the desk to get in.

“I am.”

“You must be the fiancé. She has good taste, that’s for sure.”

My eyes fly to Tiny’s. He doesn’t look at me.

So that’s how he got himself a cot by her bedside. He claimed to be her betrothed. Oh Laura is going to have a field day with this.

She needs to wake up first, though.

“Only one person can stay the night, so I will let you two duke it out. Don’t disturb sleeping beauty, though.”

As soon as the door closes behind her, I turn to him. “Fiancé, huh?”

“I wasn’t dealing with them trying to kick me out.”

“So are you going home tonight so I can stay with her?” I tease.

He glares at me. “You need to get home to Savage. She is better protected with a brother here. No one will mess with her. Besides, you are still healing.”

He’s not wrong about that. My body still feels sore and out of it from the ordeal. Still, I don’t want to leave my friend.

“What kind of friend would I be if I left her though?” I whisper.

“The kind that knows that in order to properly care for someone, you must first care for yourself. I know you blame yourself. I do too. She thinks the world of you, though. The entire ride home she spoke about how grateful she was to have you in her life. How you were her rock, and without you here, she wouldn’t have been able to accept that her brother was gone. She said she needed some space, but she knew that when she needed you, you would be there. She loves you, Hellcat. She won’t think any less of you going home. Besides, it’s a moot point. I’m staying. End of fucking discussion.” He folds his arms over his chest like he is daring me to change his mind.

He won’t.

He’s right on so many levels. I want to stay with her, but having him here would give me more peace of mind. He would kill anyone who walked through that door as a threat. I know it with every fiber of my being.

“Thank you, Tiny. For being here for her and for me too. I don’t know what happened in your past, but you don’t have to let it haunt you. You didn’t fail Laura. You were there when she needed it most. I will make sure she knows how you carried her from that warehouse and stayed by her side. She will hate every minute of it, but you didn’t fail her.”

He bows his head, his body relaxing a little.

“She’s not out of the woods yet. We can revisit that when she wakes up.”

“She’s going to cuss you out,” I tell him.

“I look forward to it.”

A knock at the door has us both turning to look at the newcomer.

Hayes steps inside. “Ready to go home, or are we staying?”

I look back over to Tiny. “We can go. Tiny is going to take good care of my bestie.”

“I’ll call if anything changes,” Tiny tells me.

I give him a quick hug, surprising him. Then I move to Hayes’s side. He holds my hand as we walk down the hall.

“What was that about?” he asks.

“We just understand each other.”

I leave it at that, grateful someone cares about my best friend the way Tiny does. She deserves it.

Now if only she would wake up.

“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather go to the clubhouse?” I ask Bailey for the third time.

I’m worried about being back at her place. I don’t want her to freak out.

“I’m fine. I can’t give up my place just because someone tried to kidnap me. If I live life scared, I won’t be living.”

“Okay, I’ll stop asking. If you change your mind, you tell me,” I tell her, pulling her into my arms.

“I will. You didn’t tell my dad, did you?” She cringes.

“No. I didn’t want to worry him until we had something to worry about. I know you worry about his heart,” I tell her.

She worries about everything about the man, really. Besides, he would have had my nuts in a vise if he knew his daughter was kidnapped.

“Good. He has no reason to ever find out. He doesn’t need to know everything. Understood?”

I nod. “Understood.”

“Can we go lie down?” she asks.

“Of course.”

She pulls me down the hall toward her room. Once we settle into bed, she lays her head on my shoulder.

“What happened to him?” she whispers.

“He’s being held until I have time to deal with him,” I tell her.

Truth is, the guys are all taking shots at him. None of them appreciate their hellcat being threatened. As long as he is alive, they can do whatever they want.

“Okay.”

“You know he will die by my hand, right? He won’t live no matter who he is.”

“I know. Laura will understand too. He is evil. He has no place in this world.”

“I’m sorry you have to go through this.”

“I don’t want to talk about it anymore. Can we do something else?” She looks up at me.

“Anything you want, Bails.”

She pulls her panties off before she straddles my hips. Then she pulls my cock out of my boxers, stroking it several times until he is fully saluting her.

“Are you sure?” I ask her.

“I need to feel you inside me. Remind me why I’m alive. That you love me. Please, Hayes.”

I could never deny her a single thing.

“Okay, Bails. Take what you need. Use my body.”

She positions herself over me, sliding down onto me slowly. She lets out a moan, her head falling back.

She looks so sexy right now in my T-shirt, my cock buried in her pussy. I wish I could unleash on her, but this isn’t about me. This is about her.

She sets a slow but steady pace. I hold her hips, keeping her steady, marveling at the way she works herself down on top of me. I can feel the tension in her body. The need it has for a release. When she is close, I take over, fucking her down onto me until she explodes over me.

She pants, resting on my chest. I hold her against me.

“Feel better?” I ask her.

She shakes her head. “I need more.”

I don’t think she even knows what she needs more of. She’s a bottle of pent-up energy. The orgasm took the edge off, but she is still keyed up.

“I need you to tell me what you want. I don’t want to take advantage of you,” I whisper against her hair.

“I need Savage right now. Not Hayes. I need him to take control and make me forget. I need to be left exhausted and unable to move,” she admits, pushing against my chest to look me in the eye.

I would never do anything to harm her no matter what she says, but I will always be what she needs. Right now, she needs to turn her thoughts off. I can do that for her.

Pulling her off of me, I move behind her. Then I push her face down into the bed. Gathering her hands, I pin them at the small of her back.

“The only way this stops is if you say the word stop. Understood?” I ask her.

“Yes.”

That’s all the confirmation I need. Kissing my way down her back, I keep her hands steady while her face is buried in the pillows. She turns her face to the side to look back at me. Her eyes are pleading, but I’m taking my time with her. She needs a big release. There’s only one way to get it.

When I get to her ass, I press a kiss to each cheek before I nuzzle my way in between them to reach her pussy. At the first swipe of my tongue, Bailey nearly comes off the bed. With one hand, I keep her held down, while the other spreads her lips, giving me access to her center. I set a relentless pace with my tongue to make her leak all over my face. When I feel she is primed and ready, I use two fingers to thrust deep inside her. I continue to work her body until I feel her coiled tight. A little more and she would fall over the edge, but that’s not what I want.

I stop all movements, making her whimper into the pillow. She doesn’t say anything, though. She stays in the position I have placed her in.

Kneeling up, I line myself up with her pussy. I stroke the tip through her wetness, pressing on her clit as I do.

I don’t give any indication of when I plan to thrust into her. I just do it, making her moan out as I do. I still have her hands pinned behind her, making her unable to do anything but take what I’m giving her.

With my free hand, I reach around, strumming her clit while I slowly fuck her pussy. I can feel her clenching around me. She craves that sweet release, but it’s not time yet.

Out of nowhere, I stop. I stop thrusting into her and I stop playing with her clit. In fact, I just press down on her clit, not moving.

The little mewl of displeasure from her makes me want to laugh, but I don’t. She has probably never been edged before in her life. She doesn’t know the immense pleasure that can come from it. Nor does she know how amazing it can be to have that sudden release of pressure. I’m going to show her, though. She won’t be able to keep her eyes open by the end of it.

“Hayes,” she murmurs.

“Nope. Savage. You asked for me, and you got me,” I tell her.

Her eyes flash with annoyance as she looks back at me, but she doesn’t say another word.

When her pussy stops clenching around me, I start the same languid pace with my cock and fingers. It takes several minutes to build her back up, but then I stop once more. I do this four more times.

“I swear to God I will smother you in your sleep,” Bailey growls at me on the fourth time.

She is bursting at the brim with energy now. I think I could blow on her and she would come, that’s how close I got her this time. I won’t give in to her demands, though.

“What a way to die. I would be honored. Now behave or I won’t let you come at all,” I tell her.

She bares her teeth at me, but wisely doesn’t say another word.

I go another two rounds of edging before I finally give her what her body is now weeping for.

Instead of strumming her clit, I use my free hand to grab her hair, pulling her body up until it’s flush with mine.

Then I whisper in her ear, “Come for me, Hellcat.”

As if a switch has been flipped, she lets out a long, pained moan as her pussy clamps down on me like it never plans to let me go. It’s enough to have me pushing over the edge with her. I hadn’t been paying attention to my own pleasure through this, so it surprises me when I empty my balls into her. It feels phenomenal.

Like I anticipated, Bailey passes out from the overwhelming pleasure of her orgasm. I keep her held to me, her head limp against my shoulder. I kiss the side of her face until her body finally stops milking my cock. Then I move her off of me. I lay her gently on the bed before I take my spot next to her. Then I do something I haven’t thought about in a while. Something I heard the guys back overseas mention. I always wanted to try it, but only with someone I could trust to sleep with me overnight.

I take Bailey’s limp body and position her on my chest. Then I slip my cock back inside of her, loving the way her pussy warms me. I keep it there as I stroke her back.

They call it cockwarming, and now I get the hype.

If I have anything to say about it, Bailey will be warming my cock for many years to come.