Chapter Forty
Blair
I glance at my phone and realize we've been gone for almost forty-eight hours. I guess torturing our enemies and making love hot passionate love to my fiancé makes the time fly by. I look over at him, busy typing away on his phone. He feels my gaze and the corners of his mouth tilt up.
“Something on your mind?” I bite my lip as my eyes roam his body.
Images of his tongue deep in my pussy has me squirming in my seat. He doesn’t even need to do anything, and my body is hot, wet, and ready for him. He puts his phone down and turns to look at me, “Are you envisioning me fucking you?” His voice is low and husky.
Blue eyes lock onto mine and I know I’m caught. The way he’s looking at me goes right to my needy pussy and I feel wetness soak through the new panties I just put on. “Yes,” I say breathlessly.
He leans in, “Don’t worry, when we get home, I’m going to tie you to our bed and play with your tight little pussy- until I have you gushing buckets.” I blush and he chuckles.
“Sir, we are here,” the driver says.
He pulls me across the seat to his side, and we get out of the car. News reporters and police line the streets. A group of guards including Silas and Trent, usher us into the building blocking us from their view. When we get to the top floor it looks almost brand new. You can hardly tell less than three days ago there was a shoot out here. Despite the body count we know we have seen, only four people were announced dead. Two nurses and two janitors.
Kaleb meets us at the top, “He’s been asking for you.”
As much as I know he is trying to contain his relief and excitement, he just nods and walks calmly to his room. I hear Elena talking softly and I can’t help the smile that spreads on my face. When we walk in, balloons, flowers, and cards decorate the room. I make eye contact with a pair of green eyes, I thought I would never see again. A tear slips down my cheek and I smile like an idiot. He winks at me, and I pull Wyatt into the room. I think he is afraid Kade hates him.
Kade looks at Wyatt's pale face, “Brother,” he says holding out his hand.
Wyatt looks at it and then back at him before taking it, “Don’t you ever fucking die on me again.” Wyatt demands as he leans down to hug him. Kade’s smile falls, a few seconds pass, and they both burst into laughter.
“I wouldn’t dream of it, man. Thank you.” They lock eyes for a minute and something unspoken passes between them.
“Don’t mention it. You would have done the same for me.” Kade glances at me and I give him a small smile.
“Although, I heard this one doesn’t need much saving. Stabbing a guy to death huh, little psycho?” He teases and I roll my eyes.
“Little? I just sat a man on fire and fucked my fiancé in front of his burning corpse.”
“Holy fuck, that’s hot,” Elena says, and we both laugh.
“I’m glad you’re ok,” I blink back tears, and he opens his arms for me .
I sniff and slide into them- hugging him tightly, “If you ever think of doing this again, I will kill you myself.” He chuckles.
“Careful, sweetheart. I’ll be better before you know it, and who knows what I might do then?” I smack his arm.
“Ow,” he rubs it like it actually hurts, then he smirks.
“You better be careful, sweetheart . I am better,” I wink and that makes him laugh harder.
He holds his hands up in surrender, and Elena comes around and hugs me. “I love you,” she says. “Love you more.”
“Also, I’m pregnant,” the room falls silent.