30. Thoren
CHAPTER THIRTY
thoren
B ros and Not a Hoe Group Chat
River :
Is Lily okay?
Jake :
The real question is why isn’t Tyler dead?
River :
Yeah, what he said.
Thoren :
She’s okay, sleeping now. I think I’m more angry than her. She didn’t look who was at the door before opening it.
Jake :
My girl would have a red ass for that move.
Thoren :
….
River :
Gross. Dad said he will be in the hospital for another day before being released. Need me to drive over and pay him a visit?
Jake :
I knew there was a reason I liked you. Count me in.
Thoren :
Sit your asses down, we don’t need another lawsuit on our hands.
Jake :
Worth it
River :
So anyone want to tell me why the group chat name changed?
Jake :
Nope
Thoren :
Don’t know what you’re talking about.
River :
Fuck you very much for always leaving me out of shit.
River :
…give Lily a hug from me.
The moonlight, filtering through the window, illuminates the sleeping beauty beside me, emphasizing the flutter of her lashes as she dreams with quiet breaths. There is no sleeping for me after the events of today. When I drove up and saw an unfamiliar car parked on the road, anxiety flooded my senses. It was nothing compared to the fear that followed seeing her cowering in the doorway where he had her pinned and was shaking her.
I honestly didn’t think that prick had the gall to come after her, or I never would have left her alone. White hot anger coursed through me as I heard his bitter and cutting words to her. I have never dreamed of speaking to a woman that way, and hearing it come out of his pathetic mouth aimed at Lily broke something in me. Everything from then on is hazy as I acted on blind rage. All I remember is Lily’s scared voice begging me to stop, and like I told her before, I will do anything she asks.
Flexing my still swollen knuckles, I relish the ache in them. I’m not a violent person, I never have been, but beating the hell out of him was cathartic. My dad called me earlier this evening to let me know Tyler had a broken nose, three stitches in his eyebrow, two on his lip, and a cracked rib. Overall, he got off lucky and I am not remotely sorry about it. Part of me wishes I let Jake have a go, but that would have landed him an overnight police stay at least. He doesn’t typically start fights, but he always ends them.
Seeing the bandage on her arm as she snuggles into me cuts me. I should have kept her safe. She’s mine, and I will always protect what is mine. There’s no way in hell she is moving back into her place, even if I am there with her at night. I’m ordering a security system for my place first thing in the morning, something I never thought I would need out here. I didn’t want her to move back out the first time, but now I don’t think I can let her go, even if it’s what she wants.
I know that’s her cabin, and it was the symbol of her strength and perseverance when she moved here. She doesn’t need to prove that to herself anymore; she is strength personified. I have seen so many changes in her in the last few months. One of the greatest ones being that she has learned strength doesn’t always mean doing it all on your own. Lily has learned that leaning on others and accepting their help shows as much strength as doing it alone.
I even have the perfect plan in place so she can keep her cabin and have that reassurance to herself. Jake admitted today he was grateful for the gas leak at his apartment. Turns out he’s been wanting to get out of that place for a while and he is taking this as his sign to finally move. Lily’s cabin would be the perfect place for him to rent, and I would never complain about him living so close and that extra set of eyes around to make sure my girl is safe.
Around four, I give up on the pretense of trying to sleep, and decide on a gym session in the garage. I sent off a text to Jake for him to join if he’s up. Unsurprisingly, he comes strolling in the garage fifteen minutes later.
“You couldn’t sleep either?” I ask, putting down the dumbbell.
“I got some. It’s so quiet without sharing your walls.” He walks over to the squat rack and starts loading the bar with weights.
“Funny you should mention that. Want to move into Lily’s place?”
He stops, the forty-five pound weight plate hanging from one hand like it weighs nothing. “She’s selling? Michele said I can’t buy anything if I want to be approved to get a storefront.”
“You’re getting a storefront? What the hell? Why didn’t I know that?” I pick up the dumbbell again, starting on another round of curls. “But no, she’s moving in permanently, so hers will be open to rent.”
He eyes me suspiciously, but says nothing while he goes through his first set of squats. “Does she know that?”
I can’t help but smirk. “She will.”
He barks out a laugh, shaking his head. “Alright, you get her on board, and I’m interested.”
He adds another fifty pounds to the bar and begins his next set. I’m reminded why I stopped working out with him as he pushes through without breaking a sweat while I lift half the weight and struggle. It’s after six by the time we finish and go our separate ways. I offered to make him breakfast, but his smile told me he knows exactly what my plans are for Lily, so he declined.
I snuck into the guest bathroom so my shower wouldn’t wake Lily before slipping back downstairs to make her breakfast. After yesterday, my girl deserves to be treated like royalty, so I whipped up french toast with fresh berries and a side of bacon and coffee. I quietly call down Shadow to do her business and have her breakfast so I can eat with Lily in peace. After loading up a tray, I climb the stairs to find Lily playing on her phone in bed.
Her face lights up when she sees the tray full of goodies that I set on the bed in front of her. “What’s all this?”
“Breakfast.” I lean forward, brushing my lips over hers. “Good morning, baby.”
“Good morning,” she whispers against my lips before moving back and taking a slice of bacon. “If that’s all it took to get breakfast in bed, I would have asked Tyler to come threaten me weeks ago.”
Her snark surprises me, but the bright look in her eyes tells me she’s okay. I sure as hell am not, but she’s the one who matters. Biting a piece off her bacon, I smirk, “You’re going to pay for that.”
“I’m shaking in my boots,” she quips, taking a bite of the fruit and french toast next.
I grab her chin between my thumb and finger, guiding her to look at me. “Move in with me, Lily.”
I need her to see the seriousness in my face, hear the pleading in my voice. This is her home. This is where she belongs.
After last night, I expected sadness, anger, maybe even fear from her. In typical Lily fashion, she keeps me on my toes. She’s all light and sass this morning, and I fall just a little bit harder.
“We talked about this. I have a cabin right next door. I’m not going to cower and hide. Was I terrified yesterday? Absolutely. It solidified something in me, though. I have let other people control my emotions and decisions for too long, and I’m not doing it anymore,” she points her fork at me playfully. “So to answer your question… no.”
I snatch the french toast off the fork before she can pull it back and chew it with a sinful smirk on my face. “Oh sweet Lily, you know better than to get sassy with me. I don’t want you here because I think you need to hide. I want you here because I love you and this house isn’t a home without you.”
Her pout is adorable as she loads her fork with another bite. “I won’t say the offer isn’t enticing, but it’s too fast.”
“Do you not want to live with me?”
She taps her finger to her chin with mock exaggeration. “Hmmm,” she smiles sweetly at me. “I suppose my best friend does live here. Where is Shadow, anyway?”
“The mouth on you.” I move the tray to the nightstand before lunging at her. “I don’t know whether to kiss you stupid, shove my cock in it to shut you up, or edge you until the only words coming out of that mouth are you begging to move in with me and to let you come.”
“That one, yep. Definitely that last one,” Lily giggles, pulling me down on her and smashing her lips against mine. Her tongue strokes against mine, tasting of berries and syrup. I let her think she’s in control, setting the pace as her hands trace the lines of my stomach.
When delicate fingers reach into my sweats, I pull off her and grab the hem of her shirt. Yanking it up her body, I get it halfway off her arms before using it to tie her wrists together. “If you move these hands, you get spanked. Understood?”
She nods rapidly, her eyes glowing with excitement. “Yes, sir.”
Blood rushes to my thickening cock at those words slipping from her mouth. I slid down the bed, happy to find her bare for me. Her chest heaves as she waits for my next move. Starting at the spot just below her ear, I suck until there is a little purple bruise before kissing my way down to the hollow of her throat. Licking my way to her collarbone, she lets out the softest whimper, encouraging me. I nip at her skin, making my way down to her pebbled nipples. Pulling one into my mouth, I pinch the other between my fingers and rub as my tongue flicks over the other.
“Will you move in with me?”
“No,” comes her breathy reply. Her back arches as I bite down on her nipple, but she clamps her mouth shut. I trail my free hand down her body until it meets the heat of her center.
“So wet for me, baby,” I smirk, shoving two fingers in her pussy. I continue to work her over, fucking her with my fingers while my palm rubs her clit. I alternate between her nipples, sucking one into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it, then biting down on the tender flesh.
Her breath hitches, as her body tenses on the verge of orgasm when I slip my hand from her. Her cry of frustration is music to my ears as I smile wickedly at her.
“Move in with me.”
“Make me come,” she snarks back.
My fingers return to her pussy as I push three fingers in this time, my thumb making quick circles around her clit. She writhes beneath me, her legs shaking as she bucks into my hand. I work her over again, bringing her right to the brink, only to pull away at the last second.
“Please baby,” she begs, “Please let me come.”
“You know what I need to hear.”
This time I latch onto her clit, sucking and licking the swollen bud. I hold her legs wide, devouring her pussy like it was made for me. She smells like vanilla, and I swear that’s what she tastes like. Her moans float around us as she grinds herself into my face. I listen for the cues that she is getting close before pulling away at the last second again.
Tears are streaming down her pink cheeks, her legs shaking and arms straining to stay in place above her head. She looks breathtaking like this, begging so sweetly for me.
“Tell me, Lily, and I’ll give you exactly what you want.”
“I’ll move in with you,” she cries. That’s all I need to hear. I shuck off my sweats and ram into her in one swift movement. Her scream of pleasure echoes through the room and my whole body locks up with the feel of her hot pussy squeezing me tight.
“That’s my girl,” my voice is gravelly, as on edge as her. My cock has been throbbing painfully, and the only relief for it is the stunning woman beneath me.
Lily pushes on my shoulder, rolling me to my back, straddling me like a queen. I love a submissive Lily, but the one who owns her sexuality and takes what she wants… damn, she is incredible.
Her sigh of satisfaction as our thighs touch and I bottom out is met with a groan of my own. “Ride me. Take what you need from me.”
Her smile is sinful as she grinds over me, rocking her hips to rub her clit with every pass. She’s been on edge so long that I know it won’t take much. My hands glide up her hips, squeezing her perky tits. Her head falls back, long hair flowing behind her, as a moan slips through her lips. I reach up to grip her neck to pull her face down to look at me.
“Eyes on me, baby.” Her pussy clenches around me, ripples of pleasure shooting through us. I can feel my impending orgasm at the base of my spine. “Come with me, Lily.”
She clamps around me, her pussy flooding me with her release as I fill her with my cum. Sitting up, I claim her mouth in a passionate kiss, caressing her lips with my own. My hands glide up and down her back, over her shoulders, and tenderly down her arms. She’s still a shaky mess as I try to bring her down from the intensity of our orgasms, her body pliant and molded to mine.
Scooting to the edge of the bed, I grip her under her ass and carry her to the shower, still inside her with our release dripping out around us. I turn on the shower and hold her to me, lavishing her face and neck with kisses.
“You did so good, baby,” I whisper in her ear. “Nothing is going to make me happier than seeing my two favorite girls every time I come home. At least, until the day you agree to be my wife. I love you, Lily, and I can’t wait to make this our home.”
After we made love against the shower wall, and then actually showered, we ate the now cold breakfast together in bed.
“Does Jake really want to move into my place?”
“Yeah, he has needed out of his apartment for a while, and your place is perfect for him. He’ll be a good tenant, I promise.”
“I know that,” she says around a bite of french toast. “I actually like the idea of him renting it and being here. The big oaf is growing on me.”
I chuckle, leaning against the headboard. “It was the dick piercing that really sold him, wasn’t it?” It warms my heart that they get along so well. Lily takes the time to get to know people and seems to always find the good in them. Jake has a lot of good in him. He just hides it sometimes, but I am so glad he is showing it to her. Real friends are still so new to her, but mine will love her unconditionally.
“Definitely the dick piercing. He deserves good things, and that home has a lot of love in it for him.”
The smile on my face stayed for the rest of our breakfast. I tried to keep reality at bay as long as I could, relishing in the fact that Lily was going to move in with me permanently. The afterglow of our morning was so good, even after no sleep, that I was sure nothing could ruin my day.
That was quickly squashed when Kinsley called a little after lunch, having heard about Tyler.
“Lily, I am so sorry that happened. I am so glad it wasn’t worse than it was. I’ve been assured there is a police officer outside of his hospital room, and he’ll go straight into custody upon release. I don’t doubt that his wife will post bail for him, but because he violated a restraining order and assaulted you, chances are high he will remain under house arrest until the trial. My team is going to be working hard on that case, and I assure you we are aiming for the maximum five-year sentence and a large fine,” Kinsley’s no bullshit voice comes through the phone speaker.
“Thank you so much, Kinsley. What does this mean for the rest of the trial and everything else?”
“Nothing. Everything will remain the same. We already have the trial for the wrongful termination and the civil suit against Tyler set back to back. Now that suit will become felony charges instead.”
I wish I could feel like that is enough. His wife deserves to feel Lily’s wrath, too, for the way she treated her. I hope she shows at the trial so I can watch her face as her husband is sent to prison for messing with my woman.
“Okay, thank you for the call. I appreciate everything you are doing for me.”
“I’m happy to help. I just wish I could have prevented this somehow. Although I’m not mad at the outcome, make sure that man of yours is icing his hand.”
Lily hangs up, a wide grin splitting her face. “How is the hand today?”
I look down at my knuckles, barely swollen with a few small cuts. “Good enough to pack some bags and boxes.”
“Today already?”
“Yeah baby, I meant it when I said I wanted you here. This is our home now. We can even move your new couch here. Jake doesn’t need one.”
She snorts a laugh. “I actually like the idea of him having purple pillows on his couch and in the bathroom. Can we leave those? He needs some color in his life.”
“Whatever you want to take or leave, we will. And anything you want to change here, we will. It’s you and me now.”
“And Shadow, how dare you forget about our baby!” She feigns mock horror.
“Don’t go talking about babies with me. I will knock you up tomorrow if you let me,” I smack her ass and walk to the front door, winking at her shocked face over my shoulder. “Come on, beautiful, we have some packing to do.”