Chapter 23
Ry
Istepped into the water with Parker still in my arms. As much as I would have loved to simply shove Gage out of the way and take our girl immediately, I knew her abused cunt needed at least a short reprieve.
When I saw Dante heading into the bathroom, I was relieved that he was there.
He’d been the only one of us with a long term girlfriend and knew how to take care of her properly.
He may not have been ready to fuck her yet, but his walls were already crumbling around him.
For that alone, I would have found myself grateful to Parker.
But the woman had easily made her way into my heart without even trying.
The first day I met her, she’d been someone who intrigued me.
The way her mind worked was fascinating to watch.
Combined with her beauty and her unusual, striking eyes, I couldn’t tear my gaze away from her.
The more time I spent with her, the more I wanted.
She was kind and had a fierce determination in her.
There was also a vulnerability to her that I wanted to protect.
She had thought of herself as broken, but she was anything but damaged.
What she had gone through hurt her deeply, leaving scars on her heart that far surpassed the scars left on her thighs.
I vowed to myself that I wouldn’t stop until I made her see how beautiful she was, that her scars showed the strength she possessed instead of weakness. Never weakness.
I sank down into the hot water and heard her gasp as the heat enveloped her, washing away the evidence that Gage had left behind of their lovemaking. Though other signs were still there and couldn’t be washed away so easily.
Her skin was pink where his hands held her tightly.
It didn’t look like she would bruise, which was good, though I doubted she would mind.
Her cunt was puffy and swollen, and even though I wanted nothing more than to sit her on my aching cock right at that moment just to relieve the pressure that had been building all evening, I would wait until she soaked for a while.
I never wanted to do anything that could hurt Parker. I only wanted to worship her.
I adjusted her until her back lay against my chest and her head was nestled under my chin. I drank in her scent that the epsom salts couldn’t mask. I cursed my dick that couldn’t settle with her so near.
Dante reentered the bathroom, and I turned my head to see that he carried a glass of orange juice and two pills.
“Parker,” he called out, his voice gruff, but the expression on his face was tender as he took in her flushed face as she lay there curled against my chest. “Take these. They will help with the pain and swelling.”
Parker’s cheeks grew redder as she opened her eyes to see him standing there.
She reached out for the glass. “Thank you, Dante,” she whispered.
“That’s so sweet of you.” It was his turn to blush.
It was the first time I’d ever seen my friend’s ears turn pink, and I couldn’t stop from chuckling at the sight.
When his expression changed into a glower, Parker elbowed me in the ribs.
She reached for the pills, her fingers dripping, then paused. “Umm…”
“Here,” Dante grunted. “Open your mouth.” I watched in amusement as Parker obediently opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Then he placed the two pills there.
After she swallowed the pills down with the glass of orange juice, he held his hand out for the glass. “Thank you,” she said as she smiled sweetly at him.
“You’re welcome.” He gave him a chin lift, then gave me another glare before turning to walk back out of the room, leaving us alone in the steaming bath again.
“That wasn’t nice,” she admonished, as she settled back into my arms.
I chuckled again. “You already have him wrapped around your finger. You have some kind of magic in you, pretty girl.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” she huffed, but I could see her lips tip up in a small smile.
I sighed. “You should have seen him, though I’m glad you didn’t.
After his ex left him, he hated the world and everyone in it.
Gage and I were afraid that he would do something stupid,” I admitted.
“That’s why we convinced him to come here and stay with us on the ranch.
It wasn’t just because he needed a place to go.
We wanted to keep an eye on him. Did you know the suicide rate of veterans is almost twice as high as that of civilians?
There are over fifteen suicides a day. And those with PTSD?
” I shook my head. “We couldn’t take the risk. ”
“I understand,” she whispered. “People are so cruel. I can’t believe his ex would walk away from him the way she did. What a bitch.”
I huffed out a laugh.
“Is he better, do you think?” she asked after a long silence. “Are you still worried that he might do… that?”
I stared down at her. “You have no idea, do you?” She furrowed her brows and looked confused by my question, so I just shook my head and tightened my arms around her.
“He’s doing much better. No, I don’t think we have to worry about him anymore.
” All because of you, pretty girl. Now, if only we could convince you to stay with us forever.
I knew the other guys weren’t thinking along those same lines yet.
Right now, they were still looking at Parker like she was temporary, the same way she saw it.
But I knew better. Once she left, she’d be taking a part of us with her that we’d never be able to get back.
Maybe I was the romantic one. I’d always fallen hard and fast. As soon as I’d seen Gage, my heart had skipped a beat.
I knew he was it for me -the one man I would never want to live without.
It was slower with Parker, but not by much.
It didn’t take much longer for her to steal my heart.
Sure, she’d pissed me off by thinking I could be like everyone else who looked at her scars and dismissed them for being nothing but signs of weakness.
But that wasn’t really her fault, not when she’d never had anyone who’d shown her what true acceptance really was.
But as soon as she looked at me with tears in those beautiful, different colored eyes, I was done.
I would do everything within my power to move heaven and earth to keep her in our lives.
Gage was already wavering. He’d never show it to the world, but I knew him better than anyone.
When he looked at our precious girl, he saw her for the perfectly imperfect jewel she was.
All she needed was men who would love her unconditionally to make her shine.
“Are you feeling better?” I asked as the water cooled around us.
She shifted her legs, the movements causing her to rub against my shaft that had finally softened as we sat together in the bath. Just like that, with just those subtle movements, I was already growing again, the ache coming back stronger than ever.
“Uh huh,” she hummed. “So much better. Thank you, Ry.”
“Good,” I whispered in her ear. “Now let me wash you up so I can dirty you again.”
I heard a quick intake of breath, and I watched as the pulse along the side of her neck sped up and grinned. I reached for the bodywash and looked at the bottle, not having remembered seeing it before, and laughed.
“What is it?” Parker asked, turning to look at the bottle. “Vanilla bodywash? Is that yours? You don’t usually smell like that?”
“Nope. I think someone picked up a few things for you.” I glanced over to see a bottle of matching shampoo and conditioner that were clearly meant for a woman.
“Did Ruby get those? I’ll have to thank her.”
I hummed. “It may have been her,” I conceded. “But I think it was someone else.”
She laughed. “There’s no way Gage went shopping for me.” I think she’d be surprised by what Gage would be willing to do for her, but, no, I didn’t think it was from Gage, either. She froze. “Dante?”
“He used to be engaged, remember? I’m going to assume he knows how to take care of a woman he likes. He’d at least know what types of products a woman likes to use more than Gage would.”
“That’s so sweet,” she whispered.
Yeah, it was sweet. Now I was going to have to do something for Parker. I couldn’t let the bastard outdo me. “Let’s see how it feels.”
I popped the cap open on the body wash, then took a sniff of the fragrance.
“Vanilla,” I hummed at the enticing aroma, eager to smell it on Parker.
I poured it directly onto her chest and watched hungrily as she sucked in a breath as the cold liquid hit her skin, making her nipples pebble.
I dropped the bottle into the bath, hoping the lid was closed, but uncaring at the moment, as I brought both hands up to spread the soap over her soft skin.
Under the pretense of getting her clean, I ran my hands over every inch I could reach from her arms to her legs, before finally moving to her inner thighs.
Running my fingers up slowly, I circled over her entrance.
Using only the lightest pressure, I slid two fingers up her slit, catching her labia between my fingers.
I gently rubbed my knuckles together, then used the heel of my hand to put pressure on her clit.
Her near silent moans turned to gasps, then whines, as I applied more and more pressure.
Releasing my knuckles, but keeping my hand pressed to her clit, I ran a finger tip over her entrance before sliding it inside just to the first knuckle.
I kept a close watch on her face, looking for any signs of discomfort or pain.
When it seemed as if she was as pain free as possible after taking Gage’s massive cock, I gripped her waist with both hands and turned her to face me.
Her hands flew to my shoulders to steady herself as she looked at me with wide, lust-filled eyes.
When her knees settled on either side of my hips, I leaned in and teased her lips with my tongue before nipping her bottom lip.
I gripped my cock with one hand as I ran the other over her gorgeous tits, rolling her nipple, then tugging it between my fingers.
Using my cock, I teased her clit with the head, knowing that once I was inside her, the piercings would make her eyes cross, and her toes curl. “Are you ready for me, pretty girl?”
She was breathless, her eyes closed as she soaked in the sensations of having me play with her body. “Uh huh.”
I leaned in and took her mouth, sinking my tongue deep, tasting her sweetness as I shifted her hips. Then I let her slowly take me inside her channel, one thick inch at a time, until she was trembling and full of me.
“Ry,” she said, her voice as shaky as her body. “Please.”
“Please, what, sweetheart?” I teased, just letting her sit there, her full weight keeping us fully joined.
“Ry,” she whined. “Fuck me before I climb out of this water, drown you, then find Dante to finish the job instead.”
Ah, challenge accepted.
Using both hands, I gripped her ass firmly, then bent my knees for leverage. “You asked for it, baby.”
I lifted her effortlessly, keeping her from lifting off my cock completely before dropping her back down, while at the same time, I thrusted my hips up, impaling her deep.
Her scream echoed off the walls as the water splashed around us.
Gage was going to make me mop up every spilled drop of water when I was done. Worth It.
Over and over, I steadily pounded her from below while pulling her down onto me, ensuring we were as flush together as humanly possible every single time.
It was fucking torture. It was fucking bliss.
Every stroke against her inner walls had my balls drawing up and my lower back tingling with the need to release inside of her.
Her cries became ragged as I kept up the relentless pace.
As her head lulled to the side, I leaned in and latched on to her skin without missing a stroke, biting down on her neck.
I flicked my tongue back and forth, trying to remind myself not to suck.
I wanted to. I wanted to mark her so that every fucker would see that she belonged to me, that she belonged to Gage and Dante.
More importantly, that she could never belong to anyone else in this whole goddamn lifetime. She. Was. Fucking. Ours.
Parker’s fingernails dug into my shoulders deep enough that I felt the sting as she broke skin, and I grinned. If she could mark me, why the fuck couldn’t I return the favor? Sliding my mouth further down, I latched onto the skin at the top of her breast.
At the first pull of my mouth, Parker’s pussy fluttered around me, making me curse.
All it would take was her clenching that perfect cunt around my dick, and I’d be done.
I had already been fighting my release since we started.
I hadn’t been with a female since I was a horny teenager and didn’t know what a cock was capable of.
Feeling her slick walls now, I knew I would never have another.
Letting go of her breast, I looked down and grinned at the bruise.
Parker was going to kick my ass. I’d just have to make it up to her later.
At least it wasn’t her neck. I was about to slide my hand around to rub her clit, but before I could loosen my grip on her ass, her whole body tightened.
Her cunt gripped me like a vise, making it nearly impossible to pull her off.
Her body spasmed over me, making more water tumble over the edge, then she threw her head back and screamed, the sound echoing around the bathroom walls.
“Fuck, yes. That’s it, Parker! Fuuuuck.”
I was done. Unable to hold back with her pussy milking my cock, I let go.
I pulled her down, while thrusting my hips up one final time, and let my release fill her to overflowing.
My vision went black as nothing else existed for that flash of time but me and her.
It was just the two of us as we came together in one perfect, blissful moment.
Sound was the first sensation to return, followed by touch. I could hear her rapid breathing in my ear before I could feel her chest rising and falling against my own. I peeled my hands off her ass, where I had been gripping her, to wrap my arms around her back and hold her tight against me.
“Holy shit, pretty girl,” I rasped out, unable to think of anything else to say.
“Yeah,” she agreed.
Yeah. Holy shit.