Discovering Me
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“Darlin’,” I whisper as I softly thrust inside of her, and she smiles at me. “I’m so in love with you, to the point to where there is no one else.”
Tears form in her eyes as she smiles and says the words I have been searching my whole life to hear. “I’m so in love with you, too.”
And just like that. I’m gone. I’m done. There is no one else for me. Ever.
She. Is. It.
I lay my body over hers without hurting her ribs and kiss her lips softly, and we both cum together. It is the most fucking satisfying feeling I have ever felt. We’re panting and breathing in one another’s air as we recover from our release.
“It was right there,” she whispers.
I pull my head out of the crook of her shoulder and look into her eyes when I have caught my breath. “What was?”
She sighs happily. “Our love.”
I look at her, like really look at my girl, and I respond. “We only had to discover it.”
She smiles. “Yeah.”
“Yeah,” I grin back at her. “I discovered you, darlin’, and you discovered me. We discovered each other.”
***
Chapter Twenty Seven
Sniper
“What? You thought I was gonna let your dumbass get away with kidnappin’ my girl and raping her?” I growl and punch the drug lord in the jaw, slinging blood across the room. “You fucked with the wrong man’s girl, you stupid fuck!”
My pop hands me a chain, and I wrap it around the motherfucker’s stomach as my brother and ZZ hold him to the chair. Lucy undoes the fuckers pants as I bind the chain tight enough to where the motherfucker can’t move.
“Here’s the thing. You played with somethin’ that wasn’t yours to play with, and now it’s time you have somethin’ of yours played with as well,” I growl as I lean down to his ear and lower my voice. “Your life.”
I take the bolt lock Smokey hands me and snap it in place so the chain won’t move in inch while I let Lucy do what she is about to do. She has been angry since she saw the aftermath of Piper and Jinx, and she is hell bent on making the last motherfucker pay. My revenge will be watching another female take something from him. Something that doesn’t belong to us, but he didn’t give a shit when he took something that did belong to us.
When his pants are around his ankles, I cackle and all of us brothers step back as our pop checks to make sure the drug lord won’t be able to jerk free while Lucy tortures him.
“Guys like you make me fuckin’ sick, ya know,” she seethes through her teeth. “You take what isn’t yours, and you don’t give a fuck about the cost of it.”
I dig out my phone and start recording so Piper can see firsthand what happens to someone when they fuck with her.
She circles around him as if he is her prey and drags her blade around his neck, but the fucker isn’t getting off so lucky. He will wish he was in a few more seconds though.
“Better wrap this up. My wife went into labor early,” Braxxon hollers out.
“Look at that,” I hiss. “A man not worthy of breath is leavin’ this world as a child is born. One less motherfucker we have to worry about hurtin’ one of our own. Get this shit over with, Luce.”
She sticks the knife between her legs, jerks on two pairs of plastic gloves, and leans over. “You’re about to leave this world without your manhood,” she growls and sticks the knife in the base of his dick and slices upwards, splitting it right in half. The screams coming from this man are hilarious. He deserves the pain he is feeling. “Look at that. You still have your balls… but not for much longer,” she snarls as she drops to her knees and cuts into them as if trimming the fat off the edge of a steak. The blood pouring from him is unfucking real, but fucking deserved. When Lucy severs off one of his balls, she tosses it behind her shoulder as if she does this every goddamn day and starts to work on the other one as the drug lord passes out from blood loss. She grunts as she slashes through the last piece of skin and throws the other one over her shoulder before standing. But she isn’t done. She knows I have my gloves on for a reason. She places the knife in my free hand, takes her gloves off, and puts them in the bag Phish holds out to her. When her hands are empty, she takes the phone and records the rest.
I step over his right hand man’s body, move behind the bleeding out fool, bend down, and look directly into the camera on my phone. “This is how deep my love is for you,” I growl as I rip the blade across his throat. “No one will ever love you like I fuckin’ do,” I hiss.
Luce turns off the phone and shakes her head when I try to hand her back the knife. She nods to the bag Phish holds, and I dump it in there along with my bloody gloves.
“Now, let’s go get my girl and go watch my niece be born, yeah.” I wrap an arm around Braxxon’s shoulders. “I do have a question though, brother,” I say as we walk out of the building, which, by coincidence, is the same building where Winter exacted her revenge.
“What’s that, brother?” Braxx replies as we reach our bikes.
“What’re we gonna do about the pipelines?” I ask.
My brother flashes a sadistic smile and responds. “They’re ours now. Fuck this shit. I’m done fuckin’ with people. It’s time we own every goddamn, motherfuckin’ thing.”
***
Piper
“How’s she doin’?” Sniper asks as he hands me a coke with a straw in it. My jaw is still a little sore, and he is taking care of me the best way he knows.
Tears form in her eyes as she smiles and says the words I have been searching my whole life to hear. “I’m so in love with you, too.”
And just like that. I’m gone. I’m done. There is no one else for me. Ever.
She. Is. It.
I lay my body over hers without hurting her ribs and kiss her lips softly, and we both cum together. It is the most fucking satisfying feeling I have ever felt. We’re panting and breathing in one another’s air as we recover from our release.
“It was right there,” she whispers.
I pull my head out of the crook of her shoulder and look into her eyes when I have caught my breath. “What was?”
She sighs happily. “Our love.”
I look at her, like really look at my girl, and I respond. “We only had to discover it.”
She smiles. “Yeah.”
“Yeah,” I grin back at her. “I discovered you, darlin’, and you discovered me. We discovered each other.”
***
Chapter Twenty Seven
Sniper
“What? You thought I was gonna let your dumbass get away with kidnappin’ my girl and raping her?” I growl and punch the drug lord in the jaw, slinging blood across the room. “You fucked with the wrong man’s girl, you stupid fuck!”
My pop hands me a chain, and I wrap it around the motherfucker’s stomach as my brother and ZZ hold him to the chair. Lucy undoes the fuckers pants as I bind the chain tight enough to where the motherfucker can’t move.
“Here’s the thing. You played with somethin’ that wasn’t yours to play with, and now it’s time you have somethin’ of yours played with as well,” I growl as I lean down to his ear and lower my voice. “Your life.”
I take the bolt lock Smokey hands me and snap it in place so the chain won’t move in inch while I let Lucy do what she is about to do. She has been angry since she saw the aftermath of Piper and Jinx, and she is hell bent on making the last motherfucker pay. My revenge will be watching another female take something from him. Something that doesn’t belong to us, but he didn’t give a shit when he took something that did belong to us.
When his pants are around his ankles, I cackle and all of us brothers step back as our pop checks to make sure the drug lord won’t be able to jerk free while Lucy tortures him.
“Guys like you make me fuckin’ sick, ya know,” she seethes through her teeth. “You take what isn’t yours, and you don’t give a fuck about the cost of it.”
I dig out my phone and start recording so Piper can see firsthand what happens to someone when they fuck with her.
She circles around him as if he is her prey and drags her blade around his neck, but the fucker isn’t getting off so lucky. He will wish he was in a few more seconds though.
“Better wrap this up. My wife went into labor early,” Braxxon hollers out.
“Look at that,” I hiss. “A man not worthy of breath is leavin’ this world as a child is born. One less motherfucker we have to worry about hurtin’ one of our own. Get this shit over with, Luce.”
She sticks the knife between her legs, jerks on two pairs of plastic gloves, and leans over. “You’re about to leave this world without your manhood,” she growls and sticks the knife in the base of his dick and slices upwards, splitting it right in half. The screams coming from this man are hilarious. He deserves the pain he is feeling. “Look at that. You still have your balls… but not for much longer,” she snarls as she drops to her knees and cuts into them as if trimming the fat off the edge of a steak. The blood pouring from him is unfucking real, but fucking deserved. When Lucy severs off one of his balls, she tosses it behind her shoulder as if she does this every goddamn day and starts to work on the other one as the drug lord passes out from blood loss. She grunts as she slashes through the last piece of skin and throws the other one over her shoulder before standing. But she isn’t done. She knows I have my gloves on for a reason. She places the knife in my free hand, takes her gloves off, and puts them in the bag Phish holds out to her. When her hands are empty, she takes the phone and records the rest.
I step over his right hand man’s body, move behind the bleeding out fool, bend down, and look directly into the camera on my phone. “This is how deep my love is for you,” I growl as I rip the blade across his throat. “No one will ever love you like I fuckin’ do,” I hiss.
Luce turns off the phone and shakes her head when I try to hand her back the knife. She nods to the bag Phish holds, and I dump it in there along with my bloody gloves.
“Now, let’s go get my girl and go watch my niece be born, yeah.” I wrap an arm around Braxxon’s shoulders. “I do have a question though, brother,” I say as we walk out of the building, which, by coincidence, is the same building where Winter exacted her revenge.
“What’s that, brother?” Braxx replies as we reach our bikes.
“What’re we gonna do about the pipelines?” I ask.
My brother flashes a sadistic smile and responds. “They’re ours now. Fuck this shit. I’m done fuckin’ with people. It’s time we own every goddamn, motherfuckin’ thing.”
***
Piper
“How’s she doin’?” Sniper asks as he hands me a coke with a straw in it. My jaw is still a little sore, and he is taking care of me the best way he knows.
