He frowned. “You seriously askin’ me that question?”
“Yes,” I hissed out in frustration.
His thumb whispered over my cheek. “Baby girl, you’re gonna need to figure that out for yourself.”
I scoffed. “What?”
With a grin, he leaned down and kissed me gently, but far too quickly. “Come get in the tub.”
I let out a huff before grabbing a change of clothes and following him into his bathroom.
* * *
Wrath
I was standing with Rocky in the 719 Kings’ safehouse, guarding Dagger, their OG, and waitingfor Jekyll and Leo to find these little girls that had been kidnapped. Without warning, I heard a god-awful cry come out of Jekyll’s mouth and knew somethin’ was very, very wrong. I headed out the front door and went racing around the corner of the house to find Jekyll covered in blood and my best friend, Scrappy, lying butchered on the ground.
“He’s dead, Wrath. You and Rocky need to get the girls out of here. More Kings are gonna show up looking for them. I’ll take care of Scrappy.”
I said nothing as I forced bile back down my throat.
“Wrath? Did you fucking hear me? You need to go get the van and get the girls out of here, now!”
I turned and walked in the opposite direction, toward the back of the house. All I saw was red. I knew Jekyll was at my heels, but so was the devil.
And right now, the devil was faster.
I pulled out my snub-nosed 38 revolver, pointed it directly at Dagger’s head, and pulled the trigger.
“Wrath!” Sierra rasped, shaking me. “Jesus, honey, wake up. It’s just a dream.”
I felt her warm body wrap itself around me and the panic eased. I buried my face in her neck and breathed her in, pulling her close. She smelled like oranges and sandalwood, and all Sierra.
“Hey,” she whispered, stroking my hair. “You okay?”
“I am now,” I admitted.
“Do you want to tell me?”
“No. I just want to forget about it.”
“Okay.” She continued to stroke my hair, and I couldn’t stop myself from sliding my hands between her legs.
“Wrath,” she whispered, as if she was sharing in my pain.
“If you want me to stop, say it now, baby.”
“I don’t want you to stop.”
Since she always slept naked, I rolled her onto her back and buried my face between her legs. Sierra was unlike anyone I’d ever fucked. Her pussy was all natural. No porn star waxing was ever gonna be her go-to and I loved it. She wrapped her legs around my shoulders, and I licked, sucked, and ate her, sliding two fingers in and diving deep until her hands gripped my scalp and she cried out quietly, her pussy contracting around my digits.
Sliding my hand out, I sucked her juices from my fingers, grinning as she rolled her eyes. “That is weird.”
“Don’t knock it ’til you try it, baby,” I said. “You taste delicious.”
“I’ll take your word for it.”
I grabbed a condom and rolled it on before leaning over her and drawing one nipple into my mouth, then the other.