Chapter Forty-Three
As soon as Juni leaves, my control snaps.
Walking over to Reece, I forcefully grab both sides of his face.
“Listen here, Ублюдок” ‘motherfucker’, I send my knee into his already broken nose.
“I…” smash “fucking…” smash “told…” smash “you…” smash “to…” smash…
“stop…” smash “or…” smash “I’d fucking kill you!
” I scream in his face, spit landing on what used to be his cheek.
I quickly cut the zip ties and rip him out of the chair, slamming him onto the cold concrete.
I start by sending my steel-toe boot into his already fractured sternum.
With every kick, he starts coughing up more blood.
“Oh, what? You can’t take what you dish out?
You’re a grown-ass fucking man, and you can’t even fucking handle it!
What made you think your fucking wife could?
!” Smashing my heel down onto his mutilated hand, grinding my heel down on his fingers, breaking everyone.
I take a jump and send my full body weight on his wrist, causing both bones to pierce out of the skin.
“Do you know what I get to do after this? Once you're taken care of… forgotten? I get to run home and bury myself in your wife’s drenched pussy, and I can’t fucking wait.
” He tries to speak, but between the blood pooling, broken, and shattered teeth, it only comes out as a gargle.
“As much fun as this is and all, I’m fucking bored, and I’m so tired of looking at your face.
” Gripping his shirt, I start slamming his head relentlessly against the concrete until I see bloody, chunky, greyish-pink matter splatter on the concrete.
Letting him go, I sit back on my heels and take a deep, long-awaited breath.
“I fucking told you to stop, and you fucking didn’t.
” Standing up, I attempt to wipe the blood and tissue off my jeans, but it’s no use.
“And now you’re dead, asshole,” I say, and I spit on his still face.
I need to get this place cleaned up, but I’m exhausted.
I’ve been at this for hours. I wrap him in plastic and pour bleach all over the floors and walls, making sure I get everything as well as I can tonight.
Tomorrow I’ll come back and finish cleaning up my mess, but right now I need Juni.
I need to remind myself she’s okay now. She's safe.
Shutting the Freezer door, I make my way out to Juni’s car… another thing I’m going to need cleaned, maybe even professionally.
I’m on autopilot as I make the drive home.
No music, just silence. I can’t believe he’s finally gone.
It’s like a huge feeling is taken off my shoulders.
Not all of it, though. I still need to get rid of him.
Pulling into my neighborhood, I’m thankful it’s dark.
I drive slowly until I reach my driveway.
I hit the garage door opener and start backing in.
At least this keeps me and the car out of sight.
I take a moment for myself before I get out.
Taking a deep breath, I exit the cabrio.
I unlace my Docs and place them by the door.
At this point, they are a biohazard. As I open the garage door into the house and I start walking through, my body gets knocked back by the force of Juni sprinting into my arms, and I instinctively catch her.
But I immediately put her down and stepped back.
Her eyes cloud with what looks like rejection until she sees the current state I’m in.
“Любовь…” I say as I hold up my hands, showing her I’m covered head to toe in blood and who knows what else.
That does stop her from jumping into my arms again.
Her hazel-green eyes are blazing. She cups both sides of my jaw and slams her mouth down to mine.
Her hands go from my jaw up into my hair, smearing the blood that has settled there.
“I don’t care, Gavin, I don’t care at all.
Kiss me.” My resolve cracks. We crash into the wall in the hallway.
The impact takes the breath out of both of our lungs.
Stepping closer to her, I cup the back of her head as a precaution.
I slam my mouth down on her. It’s not gentle; it’s violent.
Our teeth clash together. The pain reminds us both that this is real, and I’m claiming what fucking belongs to me.
Pulling back slightly, her pupils are fully dilated, the hazel getting taken over by the intensity of the green.
She looks so fucking beautiful with the intense blush creeping over her cheeks.
I make a straight face, boring into her eyes.
Grabbing her chin, applying slight pressure, I sneer.
“You are fucking mine, Juniper Lilith Petrov. For this to move any further, I need you to understand. This is it. You can’t take it back and run away from me if you get scared. ”
Her eyes blaze at the mention of my last name. “Why would I run from the only thing that has ever kept me safe? Gavin, I am so tired of running. I’ve always been yours; I want to be yours. Make me yours.”
“Спасибо, черт возьми.” ‘Thank fuck’
“I think our someday is today.” She says, gripping my hair, pulling me into her.
I pivot her enough that I can go in the direction of the stairs.
My mind is going a million miles a minute.
I don’t want to fuck this up. I’m so in love with her, and I’m going to prove it to her, but I want to do this correctly.
It would be primal of me to take her, both covered in Reece’s blood. But it’s symbolic.
Carefully but quickly, I take the stairs two at a time.
I’ve already decided by the time we make it to the top of the stairs.
I go past the main bedroom and kick open the guest room door.
Turning on the lights as I walk in the direction of the queen-size bed pushed against the wall.
I softly drop her at the foot of the bed.
Grabbing the hem of my Henley, I toss it over my head; it lands somewhere behind me.
I can feel her eyes raking down my body.
The look on her face has me quickly undoing my belt and ripping off my bloodied jeans.
Standing there in my black tight-fitting boxers, it’s obvious how much I want her.
I drop to my knees in front of her; there is so much tension in the air I can barely breathe.
She slowly drags her T-shirt over her head, leaving her in those ribbed bralettes that she loves to wear, all three buttons already unbuttoned.
Softly pressing her down on her chest, making her lie on her back.
I don't hesitate, grabbing the waistband of her leggings, I start pulling them down along with her thong.
“Любовь, ты чертовски красивая.” ‘Love, you are so fucking beautiful.’
I slowly climb onto the bed, settling on top of her.
My forearms cage her in. Leaning into her, I trace her neck and jaw with my nose.
I start kissing below her ear, where I know she likes it.
I start giving her little love bites, and she shivers under me.
The metallic taste of her skin is fueling me.
“Любовь, look at me. Are you sure… are you all in?”
The green in her eyes burns even brighter as she sends a glare my way.
She doesn’t respond. Instead, she’s pulling me out of my boxers.
I smirk when her eyes shoot back at mine, the shocked look I can only guess is from the feeling of the cold metal against her palm.
“Um, this is new…” She runs her fingertips up and down my Jacob’s ladder twice.
She settles on the bar in the head. “Jesus Christ, Gavin… Did that hurt? Is it going to hurt me?” Her big eyes shoot to mine, and, looking down again, they bug.
Her hand softly traces the Juniper branch on my inner left thigh.
“No, Любовь, it’s meant for pleasure, not pain.”
Her eyes fill with tears. “When did you get that?”
“Probably a few months after Isaiah? I don’t really remember. It’s all a blur.”
“Gavin. Come here”
I take her mouth again while I curl her leg around me, giving me access. “I’m going to need you to tell me yes or no, Juni.”
“Yes, Gavin. Take. me.”
Those words are all it takes. I lightly trace from her knee with my fingertips to the apex of her thighs.
I slowly start to work her clit, causing her breath to hitch.
Moving to her slick heat, I drag away some of the wettest that gathered there.
“Любовь, I need to taste you; I’ve starved myself of you for far too long. ”
Dragging myself down her frame, leaving small bites marking her in my wake.
Settling between her thighs feels like home, like I’ve never left.
The smell of her arousal is so intense, I don’t know how long I can hold myself back.
I haven’t been with anyone since her; I just couldn’t do it.
The wait was worth it. Grabbing both of her ankles, I throw them over my shoulders.
One hand wrapping around them to keep her in place.
Looking up at her, I demand “любовь…eye contact.”
Her eyes meet mine. “He’s dead; you're here with me. Feel with me.”
Her eyes fill with tears, but they don’t leave mine.
“Такая чертовски хорошая девушка для меня” ‘such a good fucking girl for me.’ Her breath hitches.
Smirking, I start kissing both sides of her thighs until I meet her center.
Taking her clit into my mouth, I bite down slightly, followed by slow soothing strokes of my tongue.
Her body starts jerking, and she tries to pull away.
“Shhh, Любовь, I got you.” My soothing voice seems to calm her.
I return the lazy strokes of my tongue, licking the full length of her slit back to her clit.
Plunging my tongue inside as her walls contract.
I sink my middle finger inside and curl it enough just to hit the spot.
Her body starts jerking again, constricting me, and adding a second, I start a punishing pace.
She throws her head back and moans loudly as her orgasm crashes through her.
Gripping my hair, she pulls until I’m lying on top of her. Locking her legs around my waist, she cocks her head and smiles at me. “Claim me, Gavin.”
Leaning down, I capture her pillowy lips; the kiss is heavy, emotional. Saying so much more than what we are doing right now. Lining up to her entrance, I lock my eyes with hers again. “Eye contact, Любовь.”
As our eyes meet, she nods her head. “Gavin… please.”
“I don’t know how long I’m going to last; it’s been so long, but hold on, Любовь.”
I slowly start slinking into her. Pleasure masks her face as she feels the piercing drag across her walls.
Ever so slowly creeping in inch by inch.
Once I’m fully seated, I give her a moment to adjust. I start to move, dragging all nine barbells in and out.
“Oh, my god, Gavin,-” she says as she throws her head back.
“No God here, Любовь,” I say, my control snapping with every trust. “Just your savior.”
I can tell she’s close, and so am I. I pick up the pace, the force shoving her up the bed, closer to the headboard.
Her nails scrape down my back, leaving angry trails as she passes.
“Любовь, don’t hold back. Let yourself feel safe.
You’ll always be safe with me. I grit out, our foreheads pressing together.
“Jump with me,” I say as my hand wraps around her throat, applies slight pressure, and I kiss her like the first time and the last time, all at once. And we both fall straight off the edge.
Slowly pulling out of her, I can’t help the smile forming across my face. “ I love you, Любовь.”
“I love you too, Gavin.” Her smile mirrors mine.
“We need a shower… and probably should burn those sheets.”
We get up and head to our bedroom. Walking into the master bath, I turn on the dual rain showerhead and turn it on as hot as it’ll go.
Stepping into the shower, I realize how much actual blood there is; the dark red starts to fade to a light pink.
Grabbing her shampoo, I start rubbing it in, making sure I get every inch.
Rinsing, I watch the pink suds disappear down the drain.
Applying the conditioner, lathering every inch.
Grabbing her African neck sponge, I pour the lavender-scented body wash on it.
I help scrub every inch of her. Once she’s clean, I go to make quick work of myself, but she stops me.
Pouring the shampoo in her hands, she grabs my head and forces me to bend so she can reach.
Rinsing out the shampoo, she adds the conditioner, lathering the longer pieces of my hair.
Instead of using anything, she pours my body wash into her small hands and starts rubbing the dried, caked-on blood away.
The soap and water take every last piece of Reece down the drain.
Stepping out, we both dry off and head straight for our bed. Charlie is already lying at the foot of the bed, waiting for us.
The sheets are cool against our skin as we slide into bed. Lying on my left side, she lays her head on my shoulder, and I wrap my arms around her. We drift off to sleep peacefully, without a care in the world.