Chapter 21
Caleb
W hen we went to Salvation to get Savannah’s stuff, I never thought we would be coming home with a fucking racoon. That the ‘Thor’ she was talking about wasn’t even a man.
I hate him so much. I’m fucking terrified of the little monsters.
But she keeps insisting that Thor is all talk and no action; he even told her himself he’s just messing with me.
Yeah, my girl talks to raccoons. I knew she wasn’t all there. I expected as much, but this?
Fuck it, I still think she’s hot as fuck and her crazy makes my cock hard.
When we got home, we brought him to the backyard to get him settled in the garden shed for now.
As much as Savannah wants Thor with her, we put our foot down. I don’t care how trained he is, he’s a wild animal and is unpredictable. I don’t want it around my daughter.
We came up with a compromise that she can have him in the house as long as she’s there to supervise him. But at night, he goes into the home we’re building for him.
Well, I’m not building him shit. He can sleep in the fucking woods for all I care. But Leroy loved the way her eyes lit up when he offered to build a place for the little fucker to live.
She’s my heart, my soul, my everything. So, I’m going to suck it the fuck up and accept that the little bastard is here to stay. He better just keep his grubby little paws away from me.
And the fact that he loves Walker the most out of us guys pisses me off.
Okay, so I freaked the fuck out when I first saw him, but I have PTSD okay? Sorry, I didn’t welcome him with open arms.
I’ve never felt so much disdain for anything in my life as I do for the little rat thing that’s all over my Omega. Little shit acts like he owns her. I can’t even hold her damn hand without him hissing and trying to bite me.
I’m shooting him a death glare every chance I get as we drive to the home of Savannah’s first target on her hit list.
She’s excited; I can see it vibrating off her like someone on too much caffeine. It’s adorable really.
What I don’t like is that she’s not getting excited with me over it. She’s talking to the damn rat about it.
I’m over here getting second-hand knowledge. It’s bullshit.
Am I jealous of a raccoon? Yes, yes, I fucking am.
He’s all over MY girl. My Omega. He can fuck off and get his own woman.
Savvy said that the target is one of the guards who loved to fuck with her the most. I think it’s the perfect way to start off. Fucker deserves to die.
His name is David Crow, but Savvy’s been calling him Shrek, so that's what we’re going to call him.
“Here we are,” I tell her as we pull up to a run-down house.
“This place is a dump,” she comments, leaning forward to look out the windshield. “You would think Corbin would have paid him enough to live in a better place than this.” She snorts. “Glad the fucker didn’t get to have any luxuries. He got to be someone’s little bitch and now he gets to die a miserable fucker. Meanwhile, I get to live like a motherfucking queen.” She grins.
“Yes, you do, Baby Girl.” I take her hand, ignoring the rat’s hissing, and kiss the back of it. She smiles, her cheeks blushing in the moonlight. It makes my dick hard.
Now is not the time to be turned on, but really, I don’t think there's ever a time I’m not hard when she’s around. I’d say it’s becoming an issue, but I really don’t care.
“So, what's the plan?”
“We sneak in, drug him, tie him to a bed, and have some fun before finishing him off. Sadly, we don’t get to enjoy his screams, as I don’t want to attract attention from his neighbors.” She pouts. “But we can still have fun. Let’s go.”
She opens the door, and Thor skitters out.
“Should we have parked further away from the house?” I ask, looking around. It’s dark, and no other houses seem to have their lights on. Honestly, they look abandoned to me. But what if someone sees the car? Takes a photo?
What the fuck am I about to do?
I’m a damn cop. I could lose my job over this. Am I really about to sit and watch while my Omega kills someone?
The thought both thrills me and has me on edge.
“We'll be fine.” She waves me off. “I have the license plate covered. This is one of Duchess’s work cars. It won’t get traced back to us.
Standing in front of some guy’s house that she’s about to kill, I watch the little rat climb his way up the side of the house towards the open window.
My Omega, my girl, is a crazy serial killer with a pet raccoon, with whom she has full-on, one-sided conversations. Yet, when she looks over at me with a bright smile that makes my heart do funny things and says, “Ready?” I know I’d get down on my knees and crawl to her, letting her do anything she wants to me, and be right by her side for whatever crazy, out there adventure she wants to go on.
“Anything for you, Baby Girl,” I answer, running a hand through her hair.
I’ve used my position as a cop to do some illegal things, but I did that to make sure the bad guys got put behind bars and stayed there.
Have I thought about killing some sick bastards? Sure, but did I? No, not even when my sister hit me up with an offer.
Guess things have changed.
Not sure if I’ll be able to actually take a life, but I’ll stand by and cheer my girl on while she does. And I know I’m gonna love every moment of it.
I’m about to see just how unhinged my girl is.
Savannah goes around to the trunk and grabs a backpack. What's inside, I have no idea.
“How do we do this?” I ask as I observe the house. “We going in that open window?” I point towards where the little rat disappeared. “Back door, basement?”
“Nope,” Savannah answers as she walks up to the front door.
“Ahh, so we’re just going through the front? Do you have a key? I could pick the lock.” My eyes light up. “Doesn’t look too hard.”
“No need,” she says, and a second later, the sound of a lock being turned and the door swinging open has me reaching for my gun.
When I don’t see anyone standing there, my eyes drop to see Thor.
“See?” Savannah grins. “He’s a big help.”
“Huh.” I put my gun away. “Guess so.” I glare down at the little shit.
Stepping inside, Savannah locks the door behind us.
“Shhh,” she whispers to me, squatting down and opening her backpack. She grabs a vial and syringe from inside. “You stay here, I’ll be right back.”
Grabbing the bag, she takes off up the stairs, quick and quiet like a cat.
I’m on guard, eyes scanning the place, making sure someone’s not hiding in the dark.
Seconds tick by, and I’m starting to worry about her up there. I don’t hear any screaming or sounds of a fight. But I don’t know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. What's taking her so long?
Chittering has me looking around, only to find Thor staring up at me. “What are you looking at?” I whisper-hiss. “She’s mine,” I growl. “You might think you can take her away from me, but I’ll fight you. Don’t think I won’t.”
He lets out a hiss that has me jumping back, swallowing down a scream. “I fucking hate you,” I growl. And I swear the little bastard laughs at me before scurrying away from us to somewhere else in the house.
“Come on.” Savannah’s voice has my eyes snapping up to find her standing at the top of the stairs.
Following her up, I try not to step on whatever the fuck is on the stairs. This place is a dump. Doesn’t look any better on the inside than it does on the outside.
“Let’s wake him up, shall we?” Savannah asks, sounding all too excited.
Walking in, my brows jump when I see both wrists tied to the headboard and his ankles to the foot of the bed, a gag shoved in his mouth.
He looks like a beefy guy. At least six feet tall.
Savannah walks over to the bed and pops the top of a different vial before bringing it to his nose. I’m assuming it’s smelling salts by the way the man jolts awake.
He looks around, stunned. He tries to move, realizes he can’t, and looks up to find himself tied. He pulls at it, but nothing happens.
“You're not going anywhere.” Savannah sits on the side of the bed. “I tied you up real tight.”
The guy looks at her and starts screaming before looking over at me. His eyes are pleading, but all I do is grin.
“Don’t look at me for help, buddy,” I snort. “Not going to get any. You should have thought better than to treat my girl badly.”
He looks back at Savannah, brows furrowing together. “You don’t remember me?” Savannah sounds like she’s pouting. “I’m hurt. I thought our time together was memorable. Maybe that was more on my end, though. I sure as hell don’t forget the man whose finger I’ve bitten off.”
The guy's eyes widen before he glares at her, screaming into the gag again.
“You're probably wondering how I’m here right now, with me being dead and all,” she says, standing. “Well, surprise!” She throws her hands up in the air. “I’m not dead. Isn’t that wonderful? Now, I can kill you and all your little friends.” He starts to thrash and scream. “Go ahead, fight. You're just going to tire yourself out. You don’t want to do that, do you? Wouldn’t be much fun for me though if you lose your energy so soon.”
She takes her bag and dumps it out onto the bed. Leaning in, I let my curiosity win.
She’s got knives, a gun, a hammer, and pliers. But what she grabs looks like mini bolt cutters.
“Shrek, meet my Alpha,” Savannah introduces, holding the cutters in front of her as she examines it. “Guess what?” She looks at him. “He’s a cop.” The guy turns to face me, and I just shrug. “But he’s not going to help you, because like me, he doesn’t believe stupid, ugly fuckers like you deserve to live. Mind you, he won’t take your life. Nope, that's all for me. But should we remind him why you're tied up like this?”
She turns to face me. “I’m going to assume Jake told you about what I confessed to him?”
My heart clenches, and I nod, swallowing hard.
“Well, you see this fucker right here...” She points to the guy with the set of bolt cutters. “He’s one of the guards who ripped my son away from me. He threw me into my cell like I was nothing but a bad dog, needing to be punished. But that's not all. He had a thing for calling me names, telling me all the ways he would rape and beat me if he was allowed. That maybe he just shouldn’t listen to Corbin and do it anyway.” She tsks. “Bet that's what got your ass fired, huh?”
A growl builds in my chest. He deserves more than to just die. He needs to suffer for what he did to my girl.
Grabbing my gun, I flick off the safety and step forward, bringing it to his dick. “Maybe I should shoot this off?” I cock my head to the side. “Can’t rape someone without a dick, can you?”
Savannah giggles. “No, sure as hell can’t.” The guy screams, nostrils flaring as his face goes red. “See, ugly as an ogre. Maybe I shouldn’t call you Shrek, it’s an insult to the Dreamworks icon. Even he was better looking than you.”
Removing my gun from his crotch, I place the safety back on and put it away.
Moving over to the chair in the corner of the room, I sit down and get ready for the show.
“What should I do first?” She taps her chin with her finger. “Should I remove the rest of your fingers so you have matching stubs? How about I take a few toes too? Oh, you know what, I have an idea of where to start.” Grabbing a knife from her pile, she cuts the guy’s shirt off, exposing his chest. “You used to love calling me your little bitch, didn’t you?” she laughs. I watch in awe at the way her face looks while she carves into his chest, his screams of pain muffled against the gag.
She does this cute thing with her nose, scrunching it up in concentration, her tongue poking out the side of her mouth just a little bit.
I sigh happily, smiling as I lean forward, my chin in my hand, as I watch. I don’t even pay attention to the guy’s muffled screams anymore; all of my attention is on her.
“There,” she declares, smiling over at him proudly. “Now, you're my bitch.”
Standing up, I peek over and snort a laugh when I see that she’s carved her name into his chest. Big gashes weeping with blood.
The guy is sobbing now, snot running down his nose. Savannah steps forward and roughly grips his face, forcing him to look at her. She leans in close. “I want you to know, you will die tonight. I will do with you as I please, and then I will watch the life drain from your eyes. The world will be a better place without you, and no one will miss you. Think about it. I’ve been gone for five years, and I had people who never stopped looking, who never gave up. My father lost everything to get me back. But you?” She laughs. “Your mother will just be happy to be rid of your useless ass. Don’t you have any shame for what you’ve done to her? She’s homeless because of you. You stole all her money and used it to get this place after your enemies burned her house to the ground,” she scoffs. “Pathetic little boy. Bet you don’t feel so big and bad now.”
One by one, my crazy little Omega chops off his fingers and toes, humming a song to herself as she goes. Each of them pops off and tumbles to the ground.
And me? I’m intrigued, with every new thing she does, I get closer and closer, fixated on the way she moves. I’m obsessed. And just like I thought, I’m hard as stone for this woman.
By the time she's done, she’s covered in blood. It’s on her hands, her shirt, some on her pants, and a few specks on her nose.
She stops what she’s doing and takes a step back, tilting her head to the side.
The guy stopped screaming a while ago, most likely passed out from the pain. His face is dripping with sweat, mixing with his blood.
Along with the missing toes and fingers and the carving on his chest, she’s also cut him up in a few other places. Said she liked how the blood looked when it flowed.
There’s so much blood that it’s covering every inch of him and has soaked into the bed.
Not going to lie, a few things have turned my stomach. But I just focus on my Omega.
“You think that’s enough?” she asks. “Honestly, I’m kind of bored. Not fun when they’re not screaming anymore.”
“Can you try to wake him up?” I ask.
She shrugs and steps up, slapping his face. “Wake up, fuckhead!” she shouts. Nothing. She does it a few times.
“Is he even alive anymore?”
She checks his pulse and sighs heavily. “Damn it!” She looks at me with a pout. “He’s dead. I didn’t even get to enjoy the look on his face as he died. I was too focused on what I was doing,” she grumbles. “I’m going to have to work on that.”
“If it means anything, I think you did a wonderful job.”
“Really?” She looks up at me with a big grin.
“Yup. You sliced and diced the fucker real good,” I praise.
“I did, didn’t I?” She beams.
Wiping her hands off on the blanket, she grabs her phone. “Alright, boys, we’re all good,” she says, then hangs up.
“So, do we just leave him here?”
“Clean up is waiting outside. They will come to deal with this.”
“Baby Girl.” I step up to her, unable to keep my hands off her anymore.
“Yes?” She blinks up at me with her baby blues. Fuck, she’s so beautiful.
“Watching you like that,” I murmur, my eyes growing heavy as I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her close. “Such a fucking turn on.”
Her breathing picks up, and she licks her lips. “Really?”
“Mmmhmm.” I nod, rolling my hips. She gasps, and it turns into a moan.
My eyes nearly roll back when her perfume fills the air; candy apple makes my mouth water and my cock throb.
“Caleb,” she pants out.
“Yes, baby?”
“Get on your knees.”
My eyes widen as excitement fills me. Without argument, I drop to my knees and look up at my Omega.
She makes quick work of her pants and pulls them off, taking her underwear with them. “Is this okay?” she asks.
“Fuck yes,” I growl. “Swing that leg over my shoulder, Baby Girl. Bring that sweet pussy to me, let me lick you clean.”
Her eyes brighten, and she does as I tell her. “I like you like this,” she tells me, grinning widely.
“How?”
“On your knees for me. Now, eat me like a good boy, Alpha.”
“Yes, ma'am,” I groan, eyes dropping to see her glistening pussy right in my face. Reaching up, I grab her ass and pull her forward. Burying my nose into her cunt, I inhale and my eyes roll back, a growl rumbling from within my chest. My tongue flicks up, licking her slit and I go fucking feral. Unable to hold back when her slick meets my tongue, I start to feast on her cunt like a madman.
Savannah cries out, grabbing at my hair. Turning us around, I force her to sit on the edge of the bed. I don’t even care about the dead body as I grab her other leg and throw it over my shoulder.
The sounds of her sloppy pussy dripping with slick fills the room along with her moans and whimpers. It’s driving me fucking wild.
“Touch yourself,” she begs me. “I want you to cum for me too.”
I growl against her pussy as I quickly do as I’m told, undoing my jeans and pulling my cock out. I jerk myself off to the same pace that I devour her pussy.
All I want to do is thrust inside her, feel her tight cunt clamp around my cock as she begs for me to knot her.
But I won’t do my boy dirty like that, he deserves to have her first. Although that doesn't mean she still can’t be drenched in my cum by the end of this.
“Caleb,” she moans. “Fuck, yes, your tongue feels so good. More. Please, more.” She watches me with heavy eyes, leaning back on her elbows so she can enjoy the show.
Growling, I thrust my tongue in while using my nose to rub against her clit as I tongue fuck her cunt. She goes wild, clamping her thighs around my face as she starts to grind her pussy against my mouth. There’s so much slick and as much as I’m trying to get every last drop because she’s fucking delicious, I’m nearly drowning in it. Not that I’m complaining, I’d drown in her pussy any day.
It doesn’t take long for my girl to orgasm, and I look up in time to watch her lips part in ecstasy as she tosses her head back and she comes apart on my tongue. “Caleb!”
Wave after wave of slick flows free, soaking my face, beard, and the bed below us. Watching her shaking with pleasure, her face contorting in euphoria, and the way she sobs out my name like a prayer has my balls drawing up and my knot aching painfully.
Grabbing her feet, I place them on the edge of the bed, keeping her legs wide open for me and quickly get to my feet, fisting my cock. “You’re so fucking perfect, Baby Girl,” I growl, stroking myself fast and rough. “You drive me crazy,” I groan, my own release hitting me like a fucking truck. Angling my cock down, cum shoots out in thick ropes, covering her dripping, pink, pussy.
A possessive sense of pride fills me as I mark my Omega. She looks so sexy covered in my seed.
I struggle to catch my breath as I keep cumming. There’s so much that it drips down her pussy and onto the floor.
She looks up at me through her lashes, a small, mischievous smile on her pink lips. As I work the last bit of cum out, Savannah brings her fingers to her pussy.
“Fucking hell,” I grunt as I watch her run them through the mess I just made, pushing some inside her before bringing her fingers to her clit. She gasps as she plays with it for a few seconds before bringing her cum covered fingers to her lips.
My damn cock threatens to come back to life as I watch her part her lips and suck my cum off her fingers.
“Savannah,” I say in a warning growl. “If you won’t be a good girl, I’m going to fuck you.”
She grins. “No, you wouldn't.” She smirks. “You're not allowed to.” She laughs, swiping her fingers through her pussy again. “Just for that, have a taste.” She holds out her fingers, taunting me.
Does she not think I’ll eat my own cum?
Wanting to show her just how unhinged she makes me, I grin as I lean forward and suck her fingers into my mouth. She whimpers, chest rising and falling as I make sure to get every drop.
It’s not a bad taste, but I sure as hell preferred her slick.
“Dinosaur.” The random voice has me reaching for my gun again as my heart nearly leaps out of my chest.
“Relax,” Savannah says, getting to her feet on shaky legs. “It’s just the crew. That's our code word.” She grabs her jeans and starts to put them on as I put my dick away. “Give me a sec, boys, need to get dressed.”
“Ahhh,” one of them says hesitantly. “Are you okay?”
“If having my pussy being eaten so good I went to another planet and back is okay, then I’m fucking wonderful.”
They chuckle, and I groan, putting my gun away.
It’s then that I remember the dead body. My eyes flick over to him but quickly look away. Fucking hell he looks bad.
“Caleb?”
“Yes, Baby Girl?” I look over at her and wonder how the hell can something so small and cute do that kind of gruesome damage.
She smiles as she grabs my face between her hands and pulls me down for a kiss. I moan as her tongue slips in and over mine. She wraps her arms around my neck, and I grab her thighs, hoisting her up into my arms. She locks herself into place. “Thank you,” she says breathlessly against my lips.
“For what?” I ask, my own breath shaky.
“For seeing who I am, and not running.” She rubs her nose against mine and my heart fucking soars. Is it too soon to say I’m madly in love with my Omega?
“I’d never run from you,” I reply, voice low and gravelly, nipping at her lower lip. “There’s nothing you could do that would scare me away. I’m in this for life.”
“Really?” Her eyes flick between mine.
“Until the day we die and beyond.”
I carry her out of the room, passing her crew as we go. “Can you guys do me a solid and bring my stuff back to Salvation? Thanks!” she calls out as they go in to get to work.
I’m about to take her outside when she stops me. “Wait.” She wiggles out of my arms, and I grumble at the loss of her touch. “Where’s Thor?”
I almost forgot about the little shithead. I haven’t seen him since I followed Savannah upstairs.
A crash comes from somewhere in the house, and we both rush into what looks to be the kitchen.
“Thor,” Savannah sighs heavily. “I thought we talked about eating foods you don’t know are good or not. You’re going to get the shits again.”
Thor looks up at us, a turkey leg in his hand. He makes a chittering sound before taking a bite of the leg.
“Thor. Let’s go. Now.” Savannah puts her hands on her hips, and the petty part of me enjoys seeing the rat get scolded.
He drops the leg and scurries over to us, climbing up Savannah’s leg and moving to sit on her shoulder.
I glare at him as we head out of the house.
Once we’re in the car, Savannah puts Thor in the back seat. He tries to come up front, but she tells him to stay back there.
He actually looks like he’s pouting, and I can’t help but smile again.
“Seatbelt, Baby Girl,” I tell her, grabbing her hand and kissing the back of it before giving her a smile and starting up the car. She’s still covered in blood, but I don’t even care.
She smiles back at me, putting on her belt. As we’re pulling out of the driveway, Savannah puts the middle console up and adjusts herself until she’s lying on her side and places her head in my lap.
My heart goes wild, and I swallow hard, so many emotions running through me. I’ve never wanted an Omega. But now, I can’t see my life without her.
As we drive home, I keep one hand on the wheel and use the other one to lazily play with her hair.
Not able to help it, my purr fills the car, followed by her contented sigh. Snuggling her cheek into my lap, it doesn’t take long before her soft breaths fill the air, and she’s fast asleep.
We pull up to the house not long after that. Parking the car and cutting the engine, I look down at her sleeping face.
“Jake told us that you said we saved you,” I murmur, rubbing my thumb against her cheek. “But I don’t think you understand just how much you saved us, too.”
A tap on the window has me looking up to see Jake, and I roll it down.
“Everything okay?”
I nod. “It was an eventful night.” I chuckle. “She’s something else, Jake,” I say, looking back down at her. “Perfect doesn’t do her justice.”
“I know,” he says softly, watching her too.
“How are you doing with all of this?” I ask him.
“Surprisingly well. Still have to stop and wonder if this is even real. Her being back and here with us has me so ecstatic, you have no idea. But the things I keep finding out... it cuts me, Caleb.”
“I know.” It’s my turn to say.
“She’s never going to have to feel any of that pain again,” he promises.
“No, she’s not. And if anyone tries, we end them,” I promise right back.
Jake helps me get Savannah inside. She wakes for only a moment, but falls back asleep when she sees who has her.
She feels safe enough with us as we shower, cleaning the blood from her body and my cum from her pussy, that she doesn't even wake up. After we dress her, we bring her upstairs to the bed.
Walker and Leroy are sitting in bed, waiting for us.
They say nothing as I place her down and crawl up next to her, needing to be close right now.
Walker says something about going to make sure Thor is out back, but I’m too far gone with sleep to care.
Tonight was one hell of a night, and I can't wait for more just like them.