She got to her feet and then sat back down.
Getting out of my chair, I went to her, offering my hand.
She looked at it as if I was some kind of snake.
“I’m not going to bite you, princess,” I said. “I figure if I help you up, we can get you to the shower or a bath. You stink.”
“Where is everyone?” she asked.
“Sleeping, resting. Trying to make sense of everything.”
She nodded.
I still held my hand out for her to take. I expected her to deny it, but then she put hers within mine and I smiled. I just couldn’t help myself.
Helping her to her feet, I wrapped an arm around her waist, and we walked through to the bathroom.
I wasn’t lying to her. She did stink, and with the day she had, I had a feeling she needed to rinse it all off, even if it didn’t feel like it now.
Once in the bathroom, I placed her on the toilet lid and got to work setting up the shower.
“I wanted to kill her,” Sian said.
I paused before turning on the water to look at her.
She lifted her head to me, and I saw the tears in her eyes.
“How can you even look at me without hating me?” she asked. “I saw her and I just, Heather and the video, it was all too much. I wanted her to feel the pain that Heather must have felt, you know?” She sniffled, averting her gaze.
I crouched down, putting my hands on her knees. “I get it.”
This drew her attention back to me. “You do?”
I nodded. “Do you think I haven’t thought about what you did?”
She shook her head.
“Sian, I knew where Chloe lived. I also knew that if I texted her to meet me, she would. She’d probably gloat or do and say some stupid shit that she does. I wanted to kill her. I thought about it so many times. Each time I looked at you, I wanted to kill her. I wanted her to feel fear and pain like you did that morning.”
“Why?” Sian asked.
I cupped Sian’s face, running my thumbs across her cheeks, I smiled at her. “Why do you think? I saw that video, I know what I came to. You were in so much pain that day. Your best friend was dying and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I couldn’t help you. I couldn’t save you or her. That pain needs to make someone suffer, but it can’t be you. I can’t allow Chloe’s evil to touch you,” I said.
“I don’t know everything about The Society, but my dad warned me that once I got started on this path with them, the moment I took my place, there was no getting out. The Society has a way of making those who defy them pay. Chloe has done that. I know they are going to make sure she wishes she never turned her back on them.”
I wiped away the tears spilling down Sian’s face. “Please, don’t cry. I can’t stand it when you cry.”
“Your dads said the same thing. The Society will fix it.” She sniffled and wrinkled her nose. “That smell is me, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, it really kind of is.”
“You must like me to put up with this.”
I gripped the back of her neck and forced her to look at me. William told us all what he did. I wasn’t going to lie, part of me was a little scared The Society would hear what he did and we’d be punished accordingly, but at the same time, fuck it.
“I love you, Sian,” I said.
Those words had never left my lips for anyone else.
I loved Sian, and it was talking to William that made sense to me. How he described it made sense.
She was going to leave us, and I didn’t want to live my life without her. I’d follow her, even if it meant dealing with the consequences and the fallout.
Sian touched my face. “Why?”
“You’re an amazing person,” I said. “How could I not love you? You’re beautiful, strong. I don’t want anyone else. The thought of losing you kills me.” Then, I just couldn’t resist and kissed her.
She moaned my name and then pulled away, shaking her head. “I stink too much for that.”
I laughed. Getting to my feet, I turned on the shower and then moved toward her. “You want me to help you get naked?”
“Only if you do as well,” she said.
I was already pulling my shirt off my body, and then my pants. With the speed I worked, I was naked long before she was.
Sian’s laughter filled the room.
I helped her remove her jeans and her shirt. She took care of her bra and panties, and then I whipped her beneath the spray of the shower, which was now warm.
She tilted her head back, and I kept my arm banded around her waist. Pressing my face against her neck, I kissed her.
“I really do stink. You’ve got to stop.”
I laughed and reached past her for her favorite vanilla-flavored soap. After lathering up my hands, I placed them on her body.
She gasped as she collapsed against me. “I could have killed someone today,” she said.
“You didn’t and you don’t know if you might have stopped,” I said.
“I wouldn’t have stopped, Gideon. I felt it. I wanted her life to end beneath my hands. I begged for it.”
I kissed her neck. “I don’t care.”
Running my hands all over her body, I cleaned her up, paying careful attention to all parts of her body. When she was clean, I put some shampoo on her hair, followed by conditioner. With the last of the conditioner leaving her hair, I pressed her up against the wall of the shower.
My lips went to her neck, sucking on the pulse as I slid my hand between her thighs, touching her pussy.
So wet.
“I want you,” I said.
“Then take me. I’m all yours.”
I tilted her hips to the right angle that I needed. Wrapping my fingers around my length, I began to work from the base up to the tip, then back down again. I was rock-hard.
After placing the tip at her entrance, I slammed in balls deep, feeling her tight heat quiver all around me.
We both cried out together.
Wrapping her hair around one fist, I gripped her hip tightly in my other and then began to work myself in and out of her body, driving in deep, going harder and faster within her, taking my time and then rushing to feel her. I let go of her hair to place my hand between her thighs, to touch her clit, to get her to come all over my dick.
One touch seemed to set her aflame as she rocked back against me.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she said.
Her pleasured moans filled the air as she came, and I held on to her as I took my own pleasure, filling her pussy as the spray of the shower landed all around us. This was heaven.
Sian was mine. I couldn’t let her go.
I didn’t know how we were going to win her, only that we had to find a way to keep her for ourselves.
Chapter Twelve
Mateo
They weren’t lying when they said the last of the sunshine had come and gone. The rain poured, and it was so fucking cold. I sat on the bench outside of the salon Sian had gone into. She’d finally decided she wanted to get her hair cut, and of course, I was the asshole who offered to take her.
Gideon was busy with his dad.
I didn’t know what was going on with him, but it was some kind of weird shit, I was guessing. He hadn’t been right since the day our dads brought Sian home, passed out, and told us what happened.