“Back the fuck up,” Sterling barks. “If you ever come near her again, I’ll rip your fucking throat out and throw you in the river. Let them lock me up for good, but at least you’ll get what you truly deserve.”
I look around me to see that Aston and Ace have now joined us outside, looking fierce and ready to strike if it comes down to it.
Then two seconds later Killian steps outside, shirtless. The fierce look on his face as he stares my father down has him in complete silence.
“Wynter . . .” My father looks defeated as he runs his hands over his face and takes a few steps back. “You’re mistaken. Of course your mother died in an accident. Stop with that nonsense. You’re all I have left and I’m not leaving you here with these animals.”
“No,” I cry out. “You lost me the day you took my mother from me. Now. Leave. I don’t want you in my life.”
Sterling stands tall, intimidating my father as he slowly walks around to the other side of his squad car and opens the door. “You’re really going choose to stay here with these people over your own father?”
“You better fucking believe it,” I say stiffly. “These people have done more for me and have made me feel safer and more welcome in the last week than you’ve ever made me feel in twenty-four years. I’m done being controlled. This is where I belong. If I want to see you, then I’ll make that decision and I’ll come to you. Now. Go.”
My father nods his head, but looks disappointed as he slips into his car and shuts the door. His partner immediately follows his actions and jumps into the passenger seat.
We all stand outside and watch as he pulls away, none of us bothering to speak until we can no longer see the taillights of his squad car.
“You didn’t have to do that.” Sterling places his hands on my face and leans in close to me. “I was going to get rid of him on my own.”
I run my finger over his bottom lip and smile. “Oh yeah. How’s that?”
“I was going to threaten to spend all my time watching his every fucking move until he learned that I’m not going anywhere and you’re mine. I’m not easy to get rid of and my family is even harder to get rid of. Especially my uncle. Trust me. It wouldn’t have been worth it to him to try to keep you from me or control you.”
“I don’t want you to have to take care of my father, Sterling. As much as I appreciate it, he’s my responsibility to take care of. You have enough to deal with.”
Sterling grabs my waist and pulls me against him. “And you’re my responsibility. See how that fucking works, baby?” He smirks. “Now let’s go upstairs. I’m ready to be alone with my woman.”
WYNTER
Sterling led me up to his room and we made our way to his bed. We’ve been lying on his bed for the last twenty minutes, just talking about random things that make my heart full. After the situation with my father and Kevin, and everything coming around full-circle, this finally feels like the closing to a nightmare.
Sterling runs his hand through my hair and tingles race up my spine. “What are you thinking about right now?” I ask and smile at him, staring into his eyes. Despite the solemn atmosphere in the air, the heavy, comfortable sensation of being with him, I want to know how he truly feels.
“I feel pretty fucking incredible, if I’m being honest.” He leans in and kisses me, his lips firm, strong.
I feel the heat of my body rising, my erogenous zones tingling. In this moment I want him. I don’t want soft and gentle. I don’t want sweet and slow. I want Sterling the way he wants to give it to me. I want him to show me what it’s like to really be with a Locke brother.
“Be with me, Sterling. Fuck me.” Before I know it’s happening he has his hand on my waist and is hauling me on top of him. I’m breathing heavy now, beads of perspiration dotting the valley between my breasts. My heart is racing and my palms are sweating. It’s as if I’m finally feeling alive, free from this weakness that’s been holding me down my entire life. It’s all because of Sterling, what he did for me, how he opened my eyes and made me see I don’t have to be afraid anymore.
And then in the next instant I’m under him and my pants and panties are being pulled from my body. My ass shakes from the force, and I moan at the roughness he shows me.
He spanks my ass especially hard, and I curl my hands in the sheets, my eyes widening, my breath stalling.
“You want me to fuck you?”
I nod, his voice deep, serrated.
“I’m the one in control.”
I hear the zipper of his jeans go down, and glance over my shoulder to see him getting undressed.
“Take the shirt and bra off.” I can see he’s frenzied, ready for this, ready for me. And just like that I feel just as frenzied as he is.
I rise up just enough to take off my shirt and bra, and when I’m naked, the same as he is, I rest back on the bed.
He spanks my ass again and again, and the pain and pleasure morph into one.
“Ask me for it rough and raw, just the way I want to give it to you.”
I’m gasping for air, nodding at his question. “Give it to me rough. Give it to me the way you want to, Sterling.”
He pushes my legs apart and I feel the hard, thick head of his cock right at my entrance. I know this will be a fast fucking, so damn intense that I won’t even be able to walk straight tomorrow. I look forward to it. God, I am looking forward to it all.
“I hope you’re ready, because this is going to be fucking intense, baby girl. I’m still pumped up from earlier.” He pushes just the head inside. “When you’re with me, I’m the one that does the fucking.” He slams into me fast and hard and I slip up the bed from the force.
He starts really fucking me then, pulling out and shoving all his thick inches back into me. My inner muscles clench around his length, and he grunts, picking up his speed.
“Fuck, you feel so good, Wynter.” He flips me over, my face smashing into the mattress as he slams back into me.
All I can do is hold on as he fucks the hell out of me.
He grabs my ass and spreads the cheeks so wide I know he’s watching his cock move in and out of me. He picks up speed and slams harder into me.
“Your cunt is so fucking tight and wet. And it’s all mine.” Sterling leans forward and runs his tongue up the length of my spine. He works his dick inside of me in deep, long strokes.
I force myself to hold off on coming because I want this to last, but God, I just want to let go. He pumps three more times into me before stilling, his balls pressed against my pussy, his cock lodged deep inside of me.
“You want me to let you come?”
“God, yes.”
He pulls out so the tip is at my entrance again. “Come all over my dick. Soak me in your cream.” Sterling thrusts back in so powerfully I do come for him.
The world swallows me whole, and the pleasure is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
He keeps fucking me, drawing out my pleasure, making me beg for more. Right before the climax ends, Sterling pulls out and turns me around so I’m on my back now.
He has his cock back in my pussy and is fucking me hard and fast. I cry out and close my eyes. I have my legs around his waist, and he’s so deep in me I can’t see straight. He grabs my thighs and pushes them toward the bed, keeping me spread for him, open for his penetration.
I’m so filled, so stretched. My pussy is tender, but it’s the kind of discomfort that turns me on even more.
“Tomorrow you’ll still feel my big dick in your pussy.” His voice is so rough.
My body slides up the bed even more when he starts moving again, my skull hitting the headboard.
“Watch as I tear this pussy up, baby.”
I lift up and brace myself on my elbows, my focus down the length of my body. He slowly pulls out of me, and I watch his cock become visible, my cream coating the thickness. Then he fucks me like a madman, over and over, making me gasp and moan.
I can’t hold off anymore. I have to come. I have
to let go.
“Do it. Get off for me.”
And then I’m crying out and coming for Sterling. He pumps into me once, twice, and on the third thrust, he buries his cock so far inside of me I know I’ll feel him tomorrow.
He comes long and hard, filling me with his seed, making me take every last drop.
“Fuck. You’re mine, baby.” He collapses on top of me. My heart is thundering so hard in my chest.
He quickly rolls off of me but keeps me close, our bodies sweaty, sated. He places his hand between my thighs, pushing his finger into me, making his cum stay up in my pussy.
“Get some sleep, baby.” He kisses the top of my head and I feel myself start to drift off to sleep. “You’re safe. You’ll always be safe with me.”
And I know he means that, know it’s the truth down to my marrow.
Sterling is where I belong. He’s where I’ve belonged since the first day our gazes locked in the classroom of our high school and finally I’m his and he is mine . . .
STERLING
6 weeks later
My woman and me can’t seem to get any damn peace with my brothers always the fuck around, knocking on doors and asking for shit.
That’s exactly why I made the decision to move out and get a place with the only person I want to be around twenty-four-seven.
I love my asshole brothers, don’t get me wrong, but I can only take so much of them without wanting to choke them out.
Plus, my woman deserves to have her own space, especially now that she’s been working at the local bank.
She’s tired after long days of work and I want her to have the peace and quiet she deserves.
“Put that shit over there.” I point at the corner, but Ace sets the table in the middle of the floor, anyway, ignoring my order. “Thanks, prick.”
“Always welcome, dick.” He stops to look around the large room. “I think there might be room for me to move here too. What do you think?”
“Nah, hell no. Time to leave, brother.” I push him out the front door and lock it behind him.
When I look over to see Wynter and Kadence unpacking boxes and smiling and talking, this pride takes over me that I’m providing my woman with what she needs. As long as she’s mine she’ll never have to want for anything.
“You do realize the back door’s unlocked, right?” Aston grins as Ace bursts through the back door with his hammer over his shoulder.
“I was about to break a door down . . .” He points his hammer at me. “So you’re lucky.”
“Really?” Wynter stands and gives Ace a stern look. “Give me the hammer.”
Ace exhales and hands his hammer over to Wynter. “Really? It’s like that?”
She nods. “Yup! I think I’ll be holding onto this until we’re done.”
Ace looks to me. “You see this shit?”
I laugh and walk over to my brother to slap his shoulder. “I do, brother. Fuck, I love that woman.”
I feel Wynter’s soft arms wrap around my neck from behind, before she walks around to stand in front of me. “I’m so excited for our first night here. I love it. I really do. And it’s close to your family home. I love that even more.”
I lean down and brush my lips over hers. “I love it because you’re in it with me.” I reach out to grab her waist, not realizing that I’m digging my fingers in until she bites me. “Fuck, I’m sorry. I’m trying my hardest not to take you right here in front of everyone.”
“You’ve had me every night for six weeks. I think you can handle a night without making me scream for you.” She grins against my ear. “Besides, it’s our very first bonfire at our new home. It might be a late night.”
“Fuck me. Do we have to?” I growl and pull her bottom lip into my mouth, trying to persuade her. “We can always do it tomorrow night and just kick everyone out right now. They won’t mind.”
“We’re not going anywhere, nut sack.” Aston drops a box in the middle of the floor. “This is the last one. Now let’s get this fire started. I need a fucking beer.”
I watch my brother as he walks over to Kadence and scoops her up, throwing her over his shoulder before he heads out the back door.
Then I look over to see Ace lift a brow in Melissa’s direction, but she places her hand on his chest and pushes him back.
“I don’t think so, big guy. I can walk my damn self.”
My brother throws his arms up and cusses to himself as he watches her walk past him and out the door. “See how much she wants me, brother?”
“You’re a fucking idiot.” I laugh as he walks outside after her, most likely to bug her some more and get under her skin. He’s been doing that every chance he gets now.
It’s as if the fucker is desperate to make her want him.
She’s sassy as fuck with him, so I somehow see them working out if she ever gives up and lets his ass in.
My heart does this little jump when I feel Wynter’s hand wrap around mine as she kisses my arm. “Let’s make this house a home, baby.” She tugs on my arm. “Come on.”
When we walk outside, the fire is already started and Aston and Ace are pulling chairs up around the flames.
I have to admit that it feels good having my family all here in the place that Wynter and I will be calling a home.
It all just fucking feels so complete now.
It’s late into the night now, but no one seems to want to leave, so I just sit back in my chair, with Wynter in my arms.
Killian showed up an hour ago and he’s been telling stories about some fucked-up shit he’s done over the years.
It’s keeping everyone entertained, other than Ace, who seems to be focused on getting all up in Melissa’s space.
She tries to hide it, but I see a small hint of a smile when Ace presses his lips to her ear to most likely whisper something inappropriate.
“Think they’ll end up together?” Wynter turns to face me, cupping my face in her hands.
“Maybe,” I whisper. “Doesn’t really matter to me.”
“Oh yeah?” She smiles and leans in so that our lips are brushing. “Tell me what does?”
“You,” I whisper against her lips. “Always you. Because I fucking love you more than life.”
Her gaze locks on mine and just stays there for long moments before she speaks. “I love you, too. More and more with each day that passes.” I move up so that our lips are touching. “You’re mine and I’m never letting you go, Sterling Locke.”
I let out a little moan before sucking her lip into my mouth. “Always. I fucking belong to you, Wynter Lowe. And one day I’ll give you my name. That’s a promise.”
WYNTER
Hearing Sterling say he’s going to give me his name someday has an emotion I’ve never felt before taking over me and swallowing me whole.
I’m pretty sure that if it weren’t for the chattering of the voices around us that Sterling would be able to hear my heart pounding in my chest.
I’ve managed to only fall more and more in love with Sterling Locke with each passing day. Just the thought of not being with him feels like my heart’s being ripped from my damn chest.
He’s changed my life. He’s given me a happiness I never knew existed until the day I showed up at his house with my face beat to shit.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for this man and I know there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for me.
He’s even managed to take care of my father the times he’s called me, even though I told him he didn’t have to. It’s been over a month now that I’ve heard from my father and when I did talk to him, he only asked me how I was doing and said he just wanted to check in with me.
No more being controlled by anyone and being with Sterling, I know the only place he’ll control me is in the bedroom, which I prefer anyway when it comes to him.
“I’d want that too,” I say. “To have your name someday.”
“Good. That’s what I was hoping to hear.” He kisses my forehead and then pulls me back aga
inst his chest so we’re both facing the fire.
Everything about this moment feels perfect. Sitting out here with family, just enjoying each other’s company with the man I love. No worries. Just happiness . . .
The End
Coming soon . . .
TWISTED LOCKE (LOCKE BROTHERS, 3)
VICTORIA ASHLEY grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.
She lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she’s not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorite shows such as Supernatural, Sons Of Anarchy and The Walking Dead.
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BOOKS BY VICTORIA ASHLEY
WALK OF SHAME SERIES
Slade (Book 1)
Hemy (Book 2)
Cale (Book 3)
WALK OF SHAME 2ND GENERATION SERIES
Stone (Book 1)
Styx (Book 2)
Kash (Book 3)
SAVAGE & INK SERIES
Royal Savage (Book 1)
CLUB RECKLESS SERIES
Hard & Reckless (Book 1)
THE PAIN SERIES
Get Off On the Pain (Book 1)
Something For the Pain (Book 2)
STAND ALONE TITLES
Wake Up Call
This Regret
Thrust
BOOKS CO-WRITTEN WITH HILARY STORM
ALPHACHAT.COM SERIES
Pay For Play (Book 1)
Two Can Play (Book 2)
JENIKA SNOW is a USA Today bestselling Author of romance. She’s a mother, wife, and nurse, and has been published since 2009. When not writing she can be found enjoying gloomy, rain-filled days, and wearing socks year-round.
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