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Authors: Whiskey Starr

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What the hell is that smell? It’s comforting,
and I snuggle deeper into in. Again, sleep takes me into a deep
slumber. It doesn’t last long as voices are heard, loud ones
too.

“I don’t give a shit, you two idiots can
handle one day by yourselves. Zoey has everything set up in the
system. Log in and click the link, and you will see the cases and
so on. Seriously, it’s not rocket science. Yeah, I’ll check in
later.” Hawk’s grumbly this morning. Damn why couldn’t he just have
his sexy voice again. The one that melts through me and makes me
quiver. But when he gets this mean tone, I don’t like it.

“I know you’re awake, Zoey. So you might as
well open your eyes and talk to me.” I did and now I’m confused.
Why am I back at the house and in bed?

“I’m back at your apartment. I said I was
staying with Shay. I don’t want to talk to you,” I grumble, but my
damn head is spinning.

“Here, take these.” Now the bastard is
sitting next to me. I take the small pills and drink all the water
he hands me. My stomach feels better, but that’s about it. “I wanna
talk to you, Zoey.” Okay now here comes the ‘you screwed up’
lecture. I nod and his eyes narrow.

“What do you want to talk about?” I sit up,
and for the first time since I’ve been awake, I notice I’m naked.
Damn.

“First, I want to say I’m not happy with your
behavior. I know you are trapped here with us, but drinking that
much is not healthy or safe.” I want to roll my eyes at him, but
remind myself that would not be a good idea right now, because then
I would have a sore ass and a headache.

“I’m sorry. I wanted to blow off some steam.
But look, Hawk, I get it. I’m not stupid. I will work for you and
help anyway I can. There is a motel down the street I can stay at.
Hell, I don’t even have to work for you anymore. You’re all set up,
you can have someone at the office that you want there.” Except his
anger startles me.

“You think I don’t want you there? What the
hell. I just want things to be professional. Last time we had
someone, Gunner fucked her on my desk, then he got her so worked up
she thought they had some type of relationship and bugged the shit
out of me wondering if he was sleeping with someone else. I don’t
need that fucking drama at work, Zoey. It’s not safe. She would
call all the damn time when we were out, making Gunner not pay
attention, and she had the worst timing. He didn’t care for her,
but she was willing and Gunner took her, even though they both knew
my rules. So I can’t have it there.”

“I get that.”

“I don’t think you do. I talked with Wolf,
and well I think I explained things wrong. Look, I’m bad at words
and when I say things, I mess them up. So here goes. We want you,
both of us. But I can’t be with someone who is clingy at the
office. Sure, we want to take you out to dinner and go on dates,
but until Andrew is caught, it’s not safe. He can escalate and then
what? It would be dangerous for you. And to top it off, I don’t
want fucking Gunner or Snake around you. I like them, but you’re
mine. You understand that, Zoey, only mine and Wolf’s. I have
avoided this for so damn long, but it took you walking out on me to
make me wake the hell up. All my life I have fought to hold on to
things I cared about, but I said you wouldn’t be one of those, that
you would leave. But the more I was around you, the more you
talked, and smiled at me, I don’t know, it is like I woke up and
you were right there. You left yesterday, and even though I knew
where you were, I was worried sick. I don’t like not seeing you,
hearing you laugh, smelling your hair, or watching you smile. You
make me want more out of, well everything.” I gasp as he
speaks.

“I’m staking a claim already. So deal with
it. No one will have you but Wolf and me. I know it’s soon, and we
can get to know each other better, and we will. I promise I will do
better, but I can’t be without you.” As he finally talks, I
understand so much more now.

“I get it, and I’m sorry.” His face softens
and he opens his arms.

“I’m sorry too, baby.” I slide into his warm
embrace and hug him. I know this is all too fast, but something
about both of them has me all tied in knots. I snuggle into Hawk’s
arms while he kisses the top of my head. Who would have thought
Hawk could be sweet? It was so unexpected, but who am I to ignore
this side of him. I don’t know how long we sit there while I’m
naked, sitting on his laps. But time seems to stop, and my heart is
overjoyed with knowing he does care for me, no matter how grumpy or
angry he seems. He wants me.

“You need a shower.” I try not to look at
him, because that must mean I smell or something. “When you puked
last night, you got some in your hair until Wolf managed to move
your hair out the way. I think I got most of it out, but let’s
shower anyway.” I nod, and make to stand, trying to cover all my
nakedness, but fail. There is just so much of me.

“Don’t, I wanna see all of you.” I try not to
blush, but fail. “You have a sexy body, all round and curvy. Big
tits made for me to bite, suck, and fuck. And I will too. After I
take your ass, and oh yeah, baby, I will do that as well. Wolf will
be buried deep inside your hot little cunt, and I will be pounding
your sweet little asshole. You’re gonna be so filled up all you
will be able to do is hold on and enjoy the ride.” His crooked grin
makes me smile. Hawk takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom. I
have no clue how we are both gonna fit, but I wait while he clicks
on the water. Unable to move my eyes, I watch as he removes his
shirt and then pants. He isn’t wearing any underwear or socks.
Greedily I look at him, unable to avert my gaze. He is fit yet
lean. Today he hasn’t shaved so his long hair and scruffy face
match the little bit of hair leading down to his oh so happy trail.
Just like Wolf, he is sporting various tattoos that range from
tribal bands to the Marine Corps Eagle Globe and Anchor.

“Baby, if you keep looking at me like that we
won’t make the shower before I fuck you.” I bite my lip as I lower
my head. I don’t know what else to do. He is so yummy that I can’t
help but stare. I feel his rough callused hand on my cheek making
me look up into his bright grey eyes. He angles my head up and
tenderly—especially for Hawk—he lays a kiss on me. It is sweet, and
seems he is trying to reassure me. But the more he does the more my
blood starts to wake up and boil over. Heady with the need for him
he backs up panting from our passionate kiss. “Damn you take away
all my willpower.” I tentatively take a step toward him. Seems like
my body has a mind of its own. As I step, he cocks an eyebrow up at
me. But I don’t look away. No, I want him, and I want him now. He
started this and now he is gonna finish it.

“Shower,” he commands, but I shake my
head.

“No I think I want something else first.” I
would say I’m still drunk, except I know I puked it all up last
night. But it’s something more, a cosmic type of pull making me
walk up to him so blazingly.

“Shower.” He goes to grab my hand and I shake
my head. Raising both eyebrows, he looks at me in surprise.

“You, or I get my toy.” This time his eyes
glare at me.

“A toy, really? You want to have a piece of
plastic to fuck your pussy, or a real cock?”

“I want the real thing, but it seems you
can’t handle it right now, so I’m going to play by myself. Plus it
will help wake me up more.” I turn to head back to the room, but
Hawk grabs my arm, pulling me to him.

“You want cock, baby?”

“I want
your
cock, but if you can’t
give it to me, my purple pleasure will,” I challenge.

“Oh your knees. Now.” Oh, fuck me. I
instantly drop to my knees, shocking myself that I don’t fall over.
I manage to kneel on the soft carpet area. Waiting patiently, I
look up at him. “Open.” Shit, I don’t know how to really do this.
Sure, I watched pornos and Shay and I joked about them last night,
but his dick is a whole lot bigger than a banana I practiced on.
Opening my mouth slowly, I see him step into my sight. “Kiss it.
Slowly.” Doing as he commands, I kiss it gently. The soft bulbous
head looks angry and red. Taking a cue from a movie, don’t ask me
which, because they were all hot, I stick out my tongue, and lick
the tip. A tiny hiss escaped him, but I don’t stop. He tastes good.
But Hawk reaches down and grabs my hair, holding me steady.

“Open.” He pushes his cock inside my mouth,
but not too far. “Suck.” Turning into a wanton slut, I do.
Hollowing out my cheeks, I suck him while moving up and down on his
cock. The mixture of the hardness from him and the wet slick skin
make my clit throb with excitement. His grip tightens in my hair,
taking away all control, I reach up with my hands, but he smacks
them away. “I just want your mouth. Hands down.” I obey. He starts
to pump into my mouth, fucking my face. It’s a heady feeling,
knowing he is losing control, with me.

“Damn, baby, your mouth feels so fucking
good. That’s it, suck me hard. You’re my good little slut, aren’t
you? That’s it, baby. Suck me down.” He moves faster, both hands in
my hair, pumping faster. I gag some, but he doesn’t stop. “That’s
it, baby, I’m gonna come and your gonna drink it all down.” I try
to nod, but no luck. I feel the first splash of his cum and I’m not
sure about this, but looking at him, I know I can. I drink him in
swallowing as his cock starts to get pulled out of my mouth.
Looking up at him, I hope he liked it. His hand leaves my hair and
wipes a little bit of cum from the side of my mouth that dribbled
out then he pushes his thumb inside. I suck it clean, swirling my
tongue around it.

“Good girl. Now stand.” I do. However, as I
do, he pushes me over the sink and a loud smack sounds before I
feel the pain.

“I don’t like to be challenged.”
Smack.
“I don’t like you drinking so much you get sick.”
Smack.
“Do not threaten to use a fake cock again. If you
want to use a toy, I will operate it.”
Smack, Smack.
Five
more times he smacks me, alternating cheeks. Tears prick my eyes
and drip down.

“Now shower, then we can play.” This time I
know there is no other way around him. I nod and walk my sore
bright red ass into the hot water. What did I get myself into
now?

 

Chapter Fifteen

 

Hawk

 

Her shampoo smells too sweet for me to use,
but I wash her hair anyway. I’m doing my best to try to get her
clean before I can finally sink my cock balls deep into her. After
she sucked me down, I dragged her ass into the shower. One thing’s
for sure, if we ever get a bigger place, it needs to have a bigger
shower. She is an average size woman, and well, I’m larger than
average. But what is getting to me is the fact I actually care what
she thinks. All my life I have just gotten by without worrying
about other people. But I worry about her, I want her happy, I want
to make her happy. I went from not having anyone to having Wolf, to
us getting pussy whenever we want and not worrying about them
after. To now Zoey, and making sure she has everything she needs or
wants. But my past is just that—my past, and looking at Zoey, she
is my future. I liked things the way I liked them, but with Zoey,
she is reckless, sweet, sassy, a mix of so many things. I never
know what she is going to say or do. She keeps me and Wolf on our
toes. But the little minx about broke me when she told me I hurt
her feelings. I’m not a fan of woman crying, but knowing it was me
who caused it. Well needless to say, I will avoid that like the
plague.

Running my hands in her hair, I finish
washing her hair and help with some fro-fro conditioner thing.
Women have so many weird products. But if it keeps her hair looking
the way it does, then so be it. Even though I have long hair, I
don’t use this shit. About five minutes later, she is washed and
smelling better than before.

“Time to get out.” I go to reach to turn off
the water, she stops me.

“A little longer. The hot water feels good on
my back.”

“It’s a waste of water,” I state.

“Dontcha ever just relax in the shower? You
know, let the water soothe all the aches and whatever else is
ailing you away?”

“No.” Because it’s true.

“No? Really?”

“Let’s just say growing up, showers were a
luxury and I used my time wisely.” Her look softens and I don’t
like it. “I don’t need your pity, Zoey.” I don’t need anyone’s.

“It’s not pity, Hawk, its sadness. I know my
life isn’t the easiest, but it makes me realize how much I take for
granted. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t. Just let it go. I have.” And I have,
no need to dwell on shit like that, especially when I want her wet,
and not by the water. I decide to leave the water on and crowd her
already small space. “So tell me, baby, you feeling awake now?” Her
eyes start to cloud and her breathing increases as she grasps my
meaning.

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