Chapter 49
Forty Nine
Kaden
“Ihave a surprise for you, snowflake,” I whisper into her ear. Shivers run across her silky skin as I slide my hand into her hair, turning her to face me.
“Yeah? What is it?” she asks, still half asleep. I kept her up all night because I’m addicted to her tight cunt. I’m a selfish bastard, but it didn’t stop me from pounding into her all night. She had no complaints which brings a smile to my face. She’s a dirty little slut for me.
“You’ve got to get dressed to find out.” I lick a path from her ear to her chest, loving her taste, her everything.
"I'm too tired. Let me stay in bed," she whines as I suck her nipples, pulling them into my mouth then twirling them with my tongue.
"No, sweetheart. We have somewhere to be." She looks at me like she doesn't believe I would actually make her get out of bed, but I know better. I've been making her do things she doesn't want to do since the day we met.
“Mmm,” she moans as her breathing picks up. “Can’t you just bring it to me?” I chuckle darkly. If she only knew.
“I can’t, actually,” I murmur, kissing her cheek then jumping from the bed. I feel like a schoolboy on Christmas Day. I lean over the bed to slap Wynter’s perfect ass, leaving a nice red hand on her pale skin.
“Hey!”
“Get up,” I demand, pulling the blanket back and watching her nipples pebble into perfect little peaks.
She grunts her annoyance but rolls out of the bed and stomps to the bathroom, swaying her ass along the way. That vixen knows what she’s doing. If we didn’t have somewhere to be, I’d be yanking her back to bed and teaching her a lesson, but we’ll have time for that later.
I throw on some jeans and a Henley as I jog downstairs.
So much excitement courses through me that I don’t think I even need coffee this morning.
I wonder if that makes me some kind of psycho?
Of course it does, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I told Wynter I would do whatever it took to keep her safe and I meant it.
The fact that my plans came together so nicely is just the icing on the cake.
I hear the stairs creak as she makes her way down. The sunlight streaming through the windows hits her black hair, causing a glow around her. I’ll never tire of seeing her.
Her bare feet hit the floor and she comes over to me, wrapping her arms around my waist.
"Good morning," she whispers.
"Morning, sweetheart."
“Coffee?” she grumbles. I hold out a travel mug that I already filled for her. Her eyes sparkle as the first taste hits her tongue, then she moans. The sound sends a jolt straight to my hardening cock. I think I’ll forever be aroused around her.
I take her hand, leading us to the front door. We slide on our boots and jackets then open the door to the chilling cold.
“I could be warm in bed but you have me out here this early in the freezing cold,” she whines, a cute pout on her face.
“It’s worth it. I promise.” Her eyes dance with wonder as I settle her into my truck. The engine roars to life and we make our way down a long road that I haven’t shown her yet. Her curious eyes trail the path then she looks over at me. I can see the questions swirling in her mind.
We turn left and pull onto a private drive, hidden away from the road. A few more minutes of driving and the warehouse comes into view.
As we drive, I notice the subtle changes around the compound.
The guards are more numerous, their weapons more visible.
I see members of the Deadly Seven, their patches prominent, standing at every strategic point, their gazes sharp and alert.
This isn't just a house; it's a fortress, and I am its undisputed king.
And now, she is my queen, navigating this world by my side.
"Why won't you tell me what the surprise is?"
"You're ruining it, Snowflake. Stop being a brat," I growl. “Be patient.” I’m satisfied when she huffs and leans back into the seat. The warehouse on the compound had many uses, but it’s never been used for this. We pull up outside and I jump from the truck. Opening Wynter’s door, I grip her waist, spinning her around before setting her on the ground.
She lets out a soft giggle that I’d do anything to hear forever.
That’s why I’ve brought her here. Everything ends and begins today.
“What is this place?” she whispers as if someone could hear us all the way out here.
“It’s a warehouse we used to stock with all the weapon transports. Since we built a new one, this one doesn’t have much use…until now,” I let my voice trail off, knowing the suspense is killing her. All in good time, snowflake. She eyes me suspiciously but I take her hand to lead her inside.
Our footsteps echo across the empty building, making the adrenaline coursing through my body skyrocket.
We come to a stop at a padlocked room. I reach in my pocket to pull out the key Alrik gave me yesterday.
“Kaden…” Wynter grasps my arm firmly, forcing me to turn around.
“Do you trust me?” She gulps and nods. I know she does. And I know she needs this, because she’s like me. We’re two pieces of the same twisted puzzle.
The lock clinks to the floor and the door creaks open. The smell of piss hits me in the face but it only makes my smile brighter. Wynter intertwines her fingers with mine, following behind me. There’s a stirring noise that has her stopping in her tracks.
I flip the light switch and see my present wrapped in the corner. I wish the guys would have added a large bow on top just so I could see my girl tear it open. Wynter turns around and her body tenses beside me.
“Merry Christmas, Snowflake,” I whisper into her ear, wrapping my arm around her waist to pull her closer. She looks up at me with a wicked gleam in her eyes. I knew she was just as fucked as me. We were like crazy magnets, bound to find each other. She looks back toward the corner.
“Evilin,” she breathes with a sneer.
Her head pops up and she tries to mumble something behind the tape over her mouth. I can see the fear in her eyes as Wynter steps toward her.
“I thought she was dead?”
“That’s what I needed the town to believe, but she’s been here this whole time.” She looks back at me with adoration in her eyes. Fuck, I’d do any crazy shit to keep that look on her face.
I pull out the knife in my pocket and flick the blade open. The sharp silver reflects all the light in this dingy room.
I walk up behind my Snowflake and pull her back against my chest. “I wanted to get you something you didn’t have,” I murmur into her ear.
“Revenge.” She sucks in a deep breath but nods.
I open my hand, the blade resting on my palm.
She closes her fingers around it then steps closer to her stepmother.
“I’ve thought about this for a long time,” she starts, flipping the blade open and closed as she walks.
“Never did I think I would get to repay you for all the love you’ve shown me over the years.
” Wynter laughs as she bends down, looking up at Evilin.
She struggles against the ropes, but she could never escape.
“Tell me, did your mirrors tell you I was coming?” she smirks, cocking her head to the side.
Evilin’s eyes widen even more, as if she’s realizing a prophecy is coming true before her eyes.
I pull a sheet away from the other surprise in the room, revealing a large gold mirror.
Wynter turns around and claps her hands together when she sees the next toy to play with.
I pick it up to walk it closer to her. She taps the glass with her blade, the eerie sound reverberating through the room.
She giggles, then turns back to Evilin whose face is as pale as snow.
Ironic since she always wanted Wynter’s beauty.
“How’s it go again?” she muses, then snaps her fingers. “Magic mirror on the wall, who shall be the most silent one of all?” Wynter’s voice drips with venom and excitement, causing my cock to harden.
She grips Evilin’s fake dyed black hair, revealing her long neck.
“What did the mirror say, stepmother?” Tears flow down her ugly sunken cheeks, making her look more pathetic by the minute.
Wynter tsks, “Remember, always speak when spoken to,” she sneers and she rips the tape from her face, pulling some of the skin away as she does.
The screams echo around us but above it all is my girl’s laughter.
She’s in her element. I knew she would be.
Darkness seeks darkness after all and mine called to hers from day one.
“Answer me,” she seethes. Evilin is shaking profusely. I don’t think she could answer even if she wanted to. I chuckle, placing my hands in my pockets and lean against the wall. I don’t want to miss a moment.
Wynter throws the knife at the mirror, the glass shattering into shards around them. She leans over to grab a large jagged piece and holds it to Evilin’s throat.
“I guess we’ll never know,” she murmurs into her ear and she slits her throat straight across.
Blood spurts from her neck, coating everything as it pulses.
Wynter drops the glass, making it break even more than her beautiful eyes find mine.
Relief floods her face as she lets go of her stepmother and walks toward me.
Red mars her porcelain skin, making her a fucking sight to behold.
I step close to her, pulling her against me. Pride swells in my heart when I see my gorgeous angel smile up at me.
“Thank you,” she whispers.
“I told you I’d do anything for you.” I cup her cheeks, swirling the blood across her skin until I’m so hard that I can’t wait any longer.
My hand slides to her throat, tightening until I can see the desire coursing through her.
I spin her around and slam her face first against the wall.
Luckily she wore her thick leggings, which I can slide down easily.
She moans as my hand slips between her wet folds, rocking back against me until she’s panting.
“Who owns this pussy? Hmm? Who owns every inch of you, Snowflake?” I nibble her ear, continuing to plunge my fingers into her tight cunt.
She gasps as I press my thumb against her clit, grinding it into the swollen nub until she’s trembling.
“You, Kaden,” she breathes. “It’s always been you.” I growl at her admission, removing my fingers to drop my pants.
“Good girl,” I growl, biting her neck.
I slam inside her with so much force that she loses her breath.
“You look so fucking hot covered in blood, baby.” She whimpers as I relentlessly pound into her. It doesn’t take long before she’s panting and I can feel her walls clenching around me.
“Don’t you dare come until I let you,” I say as my fingers dig deeper into her hips, pulling them back to me in time with my thrusts.
Wynter moans as her head falls back on my chest. Seeing her blood covered face sends a chill down my spine and I can feel myself about to explode.
“Please,” she begs, her voice barely above a whisper and it’s like music to my ears.
“Please what, baby?” I smirk.
“Please let me come,” she moans, her body writhing beneath me.
“Not yet,” I say firmly. I increase my pace, my fingers moving faster over Wynter’s clit. She’s panting now, her body trembling with pleasure.
“Now!” I slam once more, emptying every ounce of my seed into her hot cunt.
She screams as her orgasm rockets through her body.
I could watch her like this all day. Blissed out and happy.
That’s what she deserves. She shivers in my arms and I reluctantly slide from her wet heat to pull her pants up.
“You better clench that pussy until we get home. I don’t want a drop leaking out or else…” I let the warning ring through the air. I fix my pants then spin her in my arms.
My lips crash down on hers like a man possessed, and maybe I am.
There’s not a damn thing I wouldn’t do for her.
If she wanted to burn the world, I’d hand her the match.
She may have been as pure as snow but now she’s as black as coal.
I rescued her from herself, watching as she blossomed into the most extraordinary creature to ever grace this planet.
My sweetest obsession.
My deadliest desire.