Chapter 30
Chapter Thirty
Joey
Iwoke up achingly hard, and it probably didn’t help that most of my dreams had been about me, Alejandro, and Elaina together.
After witnessing their hot as fuck kiss the night before and hearing her say she wanted her first time with either of us to be together, I’d been unable to think of anything else.
I’d kept waking up with my boxers wet from precum and my dick so fucking hard, it hurt.
Fuck, it damn near hurt more than my side.
My balls were begging for release.
Groaning, I rolled onto my back, hissing a breath through my teeth when pain flared through my side.
Elaina continued sleeping peacefully next to me, but Alejandro slowly opened his eyes, looking at me.
He looked to be wide awake, which meant he’d just been lying here waiting for one of us to wake up.
My heart clenched. Being the center of his world, being anyone’s priority like this, was fucking mind blowing.
And I was obsessed with the feeling. I loved that I was being put first. Finally, after years upon years of having to put everyone above myself, someone finally gave a damn to take care of me.
“Morning,” Alejandro murmured. He cupped my cheek, rubbing his thumb over the scruff there. “How are you feeling?”
I grunted. “Bit uncomfortable, but I guess that’s to be expected.” Yawning, I glanced over at Elaina. “She have any more nightmares?”
Alejandro frowned at me, his brows furrowing. “She had a nightmare?”
I nodded. “Probably was a flashback, but yeah.” I lifted my arm so I could play with the ends of her blonde hair, loving how soft the strands felt between my rough, calloused fingertips. “She was hoping I would have killed him already.”
“Not yet,” Alejandro muttered, leaning up on his elbow to run his eyes over our woman, like he was seeing for himself that she still slept peacefully. “He will be soon, and if she wants to watch, we’ll let her.”
“If she wants to participate, we’ll let her,” I corrected. “After everything he has done to her, Alejandro, she deserves to have that kill if she wants it.”
He shook his head. “It will taint her soul, Joey.”
“Murdering the man who abused her for years, who allowed others to abuse her for just as long, will not taint her soul, Alejandro,” I told him quietly, letting my eyes meet his dark ones.
“It will free her soul. Watching the life leave his eyes by her hands will grant her a freedom like no other. Trust me.”
Elaina rolled over and slowly stretched, her shirt riding up the tiniest bit to reveal a sliver of pale skin. We watched as she slowly opened her pretty blue eyes, and she smiled a little at us. “Talking about me?” she asked, her voice low and raspy, still husky with sleep.
Before Alejandro could tell her a fib about what we were talking about, I said, “We were discussing if you’d like to be the one to kill Yeller.”
She blinked, then blinked again before her lips parted the slightest bit in surprise.
Alejandro sighed heavily and rolled onto his back, making his displeasure with me clear.
I ignored him. I wasn’t letting him take this opportunity from her.
She deserved this. Elaina was not fragile nor was she innocent.
Her soul was already tainted. It was tainted by every sick son of a bitch who’d put their hands on her.
But we could help her reclaim every piece they’d tarnished. We could help her make her soul shine again so it sparkled like the sun was beaming down on it.
“I don’t know if I know how,” she said quietly, a small frown tugging at her pretty pink lips. Fuck, I wanted to kiss them. And my hard cock wholeheartedly agreed with that idea. It hadn’t gone down in the slightest.
“We’ll help you. Guide you. There’s no wrong way to kill him. If you want to take out your rage and hurt on him, you can do that. If you want to make it quick, that’s okay, too. This is your kill, sweet girl.”
She swallowed thickly and looked at Alejandro when he lifted himself onto his elbow, looming over me so he could look down at her. “You wouldn’t look at me any differently?” I knew her question wasn’t meant for me. It was meant for Alejandro, but I answered with him all the same.
“No,” we said in unison.
Alejandro blew out a soft breath. “If this is what you want, pequena luchadora, then this is what you shall have.”
She chewed on her bottom lip for a moment, then slowly nodded her head. “Yes,” she finally announced. “I want this. Please.”
I cupped her cheek and pressed my lips to hers in a slow, sweet kiss that drugged my senses. She moaned softly into my mouth and curved her body into mine, her hand coming up to cup my cheek, her fingers sinking into the beard beginning to grow along my jawline.
Alejandro wrapped his arm over my hip, plastering the front of his body to my back, and just like that, my brain went silent. Blissfully fucking silent.
“You know I’d give you the world, right?” I rasped once we parted. I rested my forehead on hers. “I’ll give you anything, so long as it keeps you safe, sweet girl.”
She nodded. “I know,” she said softly. “I know you both will. I think that’s why I’m beginning to fall in love with the two of you.”
My heart damn near slammed through my chest. Alejandro’s arm tightened around my hips.
We both stared down at her, waiting for her to take the words back.
But when she only nervously licked her lips, Alejandro rasped, “I’ve been in love with you since the moment I laid eyes on you. ” He looked at me then. “Both of you.”
I swallowed thickly, this moment suddenly feeling too large for me to deal with. But instead of running away—because running away was never an option for me—I just managed to croak, “Same. Even if I never wanted to admit it… yeah. I feel the same.”
And just like that, the two of them cuddled me between them, and everything inside me settled once more.
I was a lucky son of a bitch to call them mine.