“Fuck yes, baby. I love you this way. Bared to me, ready for me to pleasure you.” I run my hand over her hips before reaching up to gently grab her throat, running my thumb over the slender column. “Once I taste you… you’ll know you’re mine. No other man will get a taste again. Do you want that? Do you understand that?”
My words have her releasing a small gasp, her breasts quickly rising and falling.
“More than you know.”
The savage beast inside me has me letting out a deep growl, showing her without words she’s mine.
I’ll protect her and take care of her in every fucking way possible.
But I need to know that she can handle my roughness in the bedroom. I need to know that she can handle all that I can give her because there’s no changing me.
I’m Sterling Fucking Locke ‘til the day I motherfucking die.
Her gaze locks with mine and stays there as I grip her thighs, roughly spreading them open even wider.
“Fuck me, Wynter…” I say to myself.
Seeing how wet her bare pussy is for me has me digging my fingers into her flesh as I lift her bottom half up to meet the tip of my tongue.
A moan escapes her lips the moment I run my tongue along her sensitive pussy, slowly tasting her arousal before sucking her clit into my mouth and growling against it.
Her hands immediately grip at the sheets, her body shaking below me from the vibration of my mouth against her pretty little pussy as I suck and lick it in ways I’m positive she’s never experienced.
“No man has ever licked or fucked you the way I will, baby. That’s a fucking promise.”
I grip her ass tighter and swirl my tongue around her clit one last time, before I quickly flip her over and spread her ass cheeks, running my tongue along her pussy more.
The way her body jerks beneath me shows me I was right. No man has ever licked her the way I am.
“This pussy…” I run my tongue along her soaking wet pussy, causing her to moan out my name and bury her face into the bed. “This is mine. And this sweet little asshole…” I reach up with one hand and run my thumb over her tight asshole. “Is mine too. I’ll take every inch of your body once I’m sure you can handle me.”
Panting, she sticks her ass further out for me, her body beginning to shake as I circle my thumb around her asshole, while tasting her pussy at the same time.
My cock is so fucking stiff from the sweet taste of her on my tongue that I can feel it practically ready to burst from my jeans.
I’ve never been harder in my damn life.
After a few minutes of making her squirm below me, I grip her hips with both hands and slip my tongue inside her pussy, slowly pumping it in and out of her.
Me fucking her with my tongue has her body collapsing from pleasure, but I hold her up and continue to pleasure her.
If her body has this kind of reaction from my tongue alone, fuck me, I can’t wait to see how it reacts to my cock taking her.
“Sterling…” she moans.
I roughly suck her clit into my mouth and growl again, knowing her body will thrash out, needing release.
“Holy… ahhhh… fuck... keep going,” she pants. “Just… don’t stop.”
Knowing that she’s close, I swirl my tongue around her clit then move up to lick her ass before shoving my tongue into her pussy again.
The combination has her body jerking below me as her sweet release coats my tongue.
I take my time licking her cunt one last time. She buries her face into my bed and pants my name over and over again as her orgasm washes through her.
Before she has time to catch her breath, I’m gripping her waist, flipping her back over, and pulling her on top of me so she’s lying on my chest.
Now that I’ve taken care of her sexually, I want to take care of her emotionally.
I’ve never cared about a woman’s emotional needs until Wynter. I’m not gonna lie; I’ve been a fucking dick when it comes to women. Because none of them have been her.
“What now?” she asks, still sounding completely out of breath.
I run my fingers through her hair and kiss the top of her head. “Now I hold you while you rest. Tomorrow…” I tighten my hold on her. “I take care of the assholes who hurt you.”
“What about your needs, Sterling?” She looks up at me, our gazes locking as she runs her fingertips over my chest. “I want to take care of you, too.”
I close my eyes and suck in a deep breath, slowly releasing it. My cock may hate me later for this, but I know damn well that she’s exhausted and just needs a day of rest. This isn’t about me. “I’m a man. My needs can wait until after you’re taken care of.” I kiss her head again before looking up at the ceiling. I plan to take this time to think of all the savage ways I can hurt those motherfuckers for hurting her. “Just close your eyes and know that I’m here to take care of you. I’ll wake you up when it’s time to eat dinner.”
She nods and yawns, while gripping me so damn tightly that it has my heart skipping a few beats.
Wynter is mine and in the way that she’s holding me, I know without a doubt that she knows it too and wants it just as badly as I do.
11
Wynter
I wake up to the gentle pressure of fingers along my bare arm. I stretch, the sense of completeness filling me.
The first thing that comes to mind is how Sterling made me feel, how he brought me to pleasure over and over again, focusing solely on me. He hadn't even wanted me to take care of him, hadn't wanted me to finish him off.
That had to take strength and self-control on his part.
I roll over onto my back and see Sterling watching me, this intense expression on his face. He's focused right on me, his gaze locked on mine, his fingers still dancing across my flesh.
“I hated to wake you, but you need to eat.”
I push myself up and move the hair out of my eyes. Just then my stomach growls and I can't help but chuckle. My cheeks heat, and I glance over at Sterling once more. He's wearing a small smile. It looks good on him.
“Ace is cooking, so we might actually get to eat properly tonight.” He laughs harder and I can't help but smile wider.
“Let me just wash my face and get cleaned up.” I get up and grab my clothes. I head into the bathroom, turn the faucet on, and splash the cool water on my face. It feels good, refreshing. But it doesn't get rid of the heat that is still a constant presence inside of me.
The truth is I always have this heat because of Sterling. And especially after what he did just hours ago, it feels like an inferno burning inside of me.
When I leave the bathroom he's leaning against the bedroom door, his focus on me, his arms crossed over his chest and causing his biceps to bulge. He's so big and strong, so powerful.
He’s a man in all the ways that count.
When I get up to him he embraces me and pulls me in for a hug. For long seconds all he does is hold me, his big hand spanning my lower back, this feeling of security and safety filling me.
“Are you hungry?”
Before I can answer, my stomach growls again. I pull back and smile at him.
“I guess that’s a yes,” he says.
“I would've said no, but it looks like my body has other ideas.”
He leans down and kisses me in the center of my forehead, and together we leave the room and head downstairs. Instantly I smell a savory aroma. Even though my stomach made it known I needed food, I hadn’t realized until now how hungry I really was.
We reach the landing and round the corner to head into the kitchen. I can see Ace at the stove, the sound of something grilling filling the air. The scent is stronger in the kitchen, and my mouth starts to water.
Aston is sitting at the table with Kadence beside him. And even her friend, Melissa, is still here, sitting across from them. Everyone is focused on something else and they don't see us right away.
Sterling takes me over to the table and I have a seat. I like him
taking care of me, and this warmth that fills me has nothing to do with the arousal consuming me.
Kadence glances up and smiles at me. “How are you feeling?”
Before I can answer, Ace is coming over to the table with a plate full of steaks, the aroma so appetizing my mouth waters again.
Sterling comes over with a plate full of corn on the cob and other side dishes. They place everything on top of the table.
For as rough and brutal as these men can be, they are just a family.
Sterling already has a plate made for me before I can even reach for an empty one. Maybe I should be embarrassed for as much as I want to eat the entire thing, but at this moment I really don't care. I start digging in and soon everyone is doing the same.
The sound of silverware clanking on ceramic fills the room. Aston and Kadence start joking with each other, and Ace starts bitching to Sterling about something that happened yesterday that pissed him off.
For just a second I don’t think about Kevin or the shit storm I’m in.
Everyone starts laughing at how angry Ace is getting despite the fact whatever pissed him off initially isn’t even a big deal.
I glance around the table at everyone, seeing that these men have their own lives, their own troubles. They protect each other in the most barbaric of ways at times, but at the end of the day they are blood, family. They would do anything to protect people who are not as strong as they are.
When I look at Sterling I can feel my love for him grow. I don’t know what will happen with Kevin or this entire situation, but what I do know is I don’t want to leave Sterling.
We’ve started something since I've been here, and although the situation hasn’t been ideal, and is downright gritty, I am glad that I came.
I'll never regret what happened because it brought me to Sterling. And right now that's all that matters.
I feel Sterling’s breath hit my ear before he speaks. “This here is my family and now that you’re here, no one at this table will let any harm come to you ever again.” He grabs my chair and pulls it closer to his, grunting across the table at Ace as he grins at us. “Just eat, brother.”
* * *
Sterling
“Oh, I’m eating. Eating up the fact that my other little brother is in fucking love, too. Big fucking softies. Looks like I’ll be calling in Killian for some backup soon.”
Ace doesn’t notice, but I catch him glancing over at Melissa, who is focused on cutting her steak.
He’s always said he’ll never fall for a woman, that he’ll never allow an emotion as strong as love to make him weak and vulnerable. But I have a feeling he wants to fall in love more than either of his brothers.
Without saying a word, I allow my gaze to go on to Wynter. I see her face is completely red as she pretends to be focused on her food and not on what Ace just said about me being in love.
He’s not wrong. A part of me has loved Wynter from the day I laid eyes on her as she watched me from across the classroom, looking as if she wanted to help me.
“Don’t mistake me for being a softie, big brother. I will still rip a man apart limb by fucking limb if I have to. Love doesn’t make you weak; it makes you stronger. Now eat,” I say stiffly.
I catch Wynter suck in a surprised breath, before she reaches for her glass of wine and chugs it, almost choking on it.
“You need another?” Kadence asks, standing up and reaching for the bottle. “Here, sweetie.” She smiles and looks at Melissa, both the girls seeming to know she needs more wine.
“Thank you.” Her gaze lands on mine and stays on me as she tilts back her glass for a drink before setting it down in front of her.
“Come here.” I scoot my chair back and pull her into my lap, reaching around to wrap my hands into her long hair.
I’m not afraid to show everyone in this fucking house how much this woman means to me. But Ace is wrong. My love for her will only make me stronger, fiercer as I take out every motherfucker who has ever hurt her.
I pull her down to me until our lips are brushing, the softness of her skin barely touching mine. Shivers run along my body, causing a small growl to sound in my throat at just the feel of her heavy breath hitting my mouth as she waits for me to kiss her.
Digging my hands deeper into her hair, I press my lips against hers, kissing her hard until we’re both fighting for air.
“I’ll never hide the way I feel for you from anyone. When I finally find that piece of shit he’ll know with the pain I inflict upon him just how I feel about you, too. He’ll feel it in every part of his body.”
Wynter places her forehead on mine and wraps her hands into my hair. “I’ve never felt safer than I do right here in your arms. But I just have one thing I need you to promise me.”
“Anything,” I say against her lips.
“Promise me you won’t let Kevin and his friends hurt you. Promise me I won’t lose you after this is all over.”
I grab her hand and run my lips over her knuckles, before gently kissing them. “I promise there is nothing that son of a bitch can do to hurt me besides placing his hands on you. And that will never happen again. That’s a promise.”
“Fuck yeah, that’s a promise.” Aston stands up and reaches for another beer. “You’re with the Lockes now. No one touches you ever again. If my brother here fails to keep you safe, you have two others as backup.”
I grin and throw my steak bone at my little brother, hitting him on the lip. “Oh, what? You don’t think I can keep my woman safe on my own? Fuck off, bitch. I’ll take you and Ace both on at the same time and still win.”
Aston and Ace both laugh.
“All right, little brother.” Ace pushes his plate forward and finishes off his beer with a twisted grin. “We’ll test that out someday, but trust me: I won’t be needing Aston.”
“All right, boys!” Melissa stands up and pours another glass of wine. “Maybe I need another glass, too. Does the bickering ever stop?”
Ace stands up and grabs the bottle from Melissa, leaning in until his mouth is against her ear. “Never. Welcome to the fucking Locke home.”
I ignore everyone else in the house and turn my attention to Wynter on my lap. “Ace and I will be heading out late tonight to find Kevin. Aston will be staying behind to keep you safe just in case the fucker comes here looking for you before we manage to get to him. King, our big fucking dog, will sleep in my room once I leave.”
King stands up at the sound of his name.
“I don’t want you up worrying after I leave. Okay?” I say and look at her mouth.
She nods in understanding and gently kisses my lips. “I’ll try my best not to.”
“Good. I don’t want you to have to worry about anything. Especially not me fucking getting hurt.”
There’s no way that son of a bitch is capable of physically hurting me. I just hope he’s ready for a long ass night of pain.
12
Wynter
I wake up in a sweat, immediately sitting up and panicking as if something’s wrong.
It takes King sitting across my legs and looking up at me to make me realize that I’m safe in Sterling’s bed.
“Shit…” I say to myself while running a hand through my sweaty hair. I have no idea what time it is but I know for a fact that Sterling is out there looking for Kevin and I have no idea if he’s found him or if he’s hurt, in jail or… dead.
The thought has a whole new wave of panic taking over, causing me to run my hands over my face right before I toss the covers off and jump to my feet.
Aston must’ve heard me moving around because a few minutes later, he shows up in the doorway, gripping the frame above his head. “Sterling and Ace left a couple hours ago. If there was an issue I would’ve heard about it.”
I nod and stop pacing long enough to look him in the eyes. “Are you sure?”
He offers me a half-smile before releasing the frame, walking over to their huge Pitbull and petting him. “I’m positive, Wynt
er. My brothers and me have been dealing with assholes our whole lives. This isn’t new to us. This ex of yours is nothing compared to the shit we’ve been through. Now go back to sleep and I’ll let you know if something comes up. Got it?”
I let out a relieved breath and walk over to take a seat on the edge of the bed. “Yeah, okay. Just please make sure Sterling wakes me up as soon as he makes it back in. Please…”
“I’ll send him straight up. Now get some rest.”
After Aston leaves me alone in Sterling’s room, I lay back and close my eyes, hoping with everything in me that Aston is right.
I want to believe nothing bad will happen to Sterling. But I have a feeling that even if he takes care of Kevin, that after my father realizes I’m here and with Sterling, we’ll have a whole new situation to deal with that might be a bit more complicated than just my asshole ex.
I’m positive my father will find some way to control me again, even if it means arresting Sterling and threatening him to make sure he stays away from me.
He’s been controlling me—or trying to—my whole life and he’s the reason I left to begin with. I can’t even count the times he had Kevin arrested in the beginning just to prove a point.
And now I wish that asshole had stayed locked up, or I’d been smart enough to leave his ass.
But in regard to Sterling… my dad has hated the Lockes for as long as I can remember. It all started with their uncle Killian, and I know for a fact that he’ll do anything he can to hurt anyone associated with this family.
Especially if my father believes it’ll get me back home so he can control me just like he did my mother.
* * *
Sterling
My heart is racing and my body is strung so tight it feels like it will snap in half. We’re on our way to finally getting the revenge that is due.
It just pisses me off that we wasted time first by going to that asshole Riley’s house just to come up empty of both those bitches. It wasn’t in the plan to have to take a three-hour drive again to find Kevin, but I’ll do whatever it takes to get my message across.
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