Part 28

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“Did evil people hurt you?”

Wolf swallowed and looked at the kid rather helplessly. How the hell was he supposed to deal with a tiny human?

“Umm, yeah, they did.”

The girl regarded him a bit. “Does it still hurt?”

“Yeah, some. It’s not so bad, though.”

“You’ve been hurt a lot.” The girl stated, and Wolf could only nod.

“When I get hurt, mom always tells me that pain lets us know we’re still alive. But she also kisses it, and that helps a lot.”

Wolf heard the snort of laughter coming from Phantom, but he ignored his friend and focused on Reaper instead. “I wouldn’t mind her kissing the pain away.”

He saw the sharp intake of breath, and the way tension left Reaper in a rush. He held her gaze for a bit before focusing back on the girl.

“Are you hungry?” he finally asked. He had never had anything to do with kids, but he supposed food was a pretty safe thing to talk about.

The girl just shook her head and studied him with her big eyes, looking tired and sleep-tussled. Before he had to figure out what to do, Reaper came over and picked up her daughter.

“Come on, sweetheart, time for bed.”

“Where will I sleep, momma?”

“You can borrow my bed. It’s very big and soft. And I got a TV you can watch cartoons on when you wake up tomorrow.” Phantom smiled at the kid, and Wolf couldn’t hide the smirk when the kid hid her head against Reaper’s neck, a blush on her cheeks.

Reaper and Phantom went inside, but Wolf stayed outside, busying himself with getting Baby down from the truck and into the garage. He needed to center himself. He wanted Reaper, even if there was a kid in the mix. He had no idea how to deal with a kid, but he was sure he could learn. And it wasn’t even a tiny kid. Okay, it was tiny, but not like baby tiny. It could talk and stuff. He hadn’t known how the hell to deal with a wolf pup either, and Pup had turned out okay. The animal in question walked into the garage and bumped her head against his thigh. He petted her head, then sat down on the cement floor and hugged the wolf.

Reaper’s daughter wasn’t the problem. Wanting Reaper wasn’t a problem either. It was the fact that she might leave again that was a problem. He didn’t do relationships, but he wasn’t stupid, and he knew himself. Once he committed, he didn’t take it lightly. If Reaper suddenly left again, he wasn’t sure his heart would be able to deal. He gave a snort at his own sudden melodramatic thoughts. What was he, some kind of bitch? Next thing, he would want to have them all wear matching t-shirts and write love letters to each other. With a shake of his head, he pushed to his feet and headed inside. He found Phantom in the kitchen, and he happily took the beer held out to him. Phantom stared at him for a few seconds, and Wolf held back the need to snap at the man.

“You okay?”

“Why the hell shouldn’t I be?” No way in hell he was talking feelings with Phantom. He was so not drunk enough for that.

“No reason.” Phantom shrugged and leaned against the table beside Wolf. None of them spoke, just drank their beer and waited.

A beer later, Reaper walked into the kitchen. Wolf held out a beer for her, and she took it and drained half of it.

“Look, I know it’s not…”

“Don’t, just don’t,” Phantom growled. “We’ll deal with all that in the morning.”

Wolf couldn’t agree more, and when Reaper looked at him with that damn smirk playing on her lips, there was no way in hell he could stop himself. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her flush against his body, nipping at her soft lips.

He gripped her ass, fingers digging into the softness of her flesh, and Reaper moaned against him. Her hand tangled in his hair, and when she claimed his mouth in a kiss, he happily gave the control over to her.

Phantom’s big hands grabbed his hips and pulled him closer to Reaper. He opened his eyes and met Phantom’s heated gaze. Wolf grabbed the edge of Reaper’s t-shirt and pulled it off, and her bra quickly followed. He ran his hand down her chest, cupping one of her breasts, and Phantom grabbed the other.

Reaper leaned her head back on Phantom’s shoulder as Wolf took her nipple in his mouth and started to lick. He kept teasing her nipple, even as Phantom opened her pants and pulled them down. None of them gave a damn that they were in the kitchen. Wolf stood back up, grabbed Phantom, and kissed him.

They looked at each other and grinned before grabbing Reaper and placing her on the kitchen table. She gasped as the cold surface connected with her naked skin, but when Wolf crawled between her legs, she focused entirely on him. He searched her eyes and saw the same uncertainty he felt. She wasn’t sure if she was truly welcome. If they would toss her out.

“You’re ours now, just like we’re yours. No more running.”

“No more running,” She said, then gasped as he pushed a finger into her. He felt Phantom’s hand move between them, and then a condom was rolled down his hard cock. He gasped at the feel of Phantom’s rough fingers on his balls. Reaper wriggled and looked down between them, panting when she spotted what was going on.

“So fucking hot. One day I want to watch the two of you fuck each other.”

“One day,” Phantom said and then slapped Wolf’s ass. Wolf growled, and looked up at his best friend.

“Hey, I’m waiting here. Don’t take all night.”

Reaper laughed, and some of the tension left the air. Wolf claimed her in another kiss as he pushed into her. He wanted to take it slow, to savor having her again, but her nails biting into his back broke his resolve. He fucked her hard, and she met him thrust for thrust. Phantom stood beside them, cock in hand, and every time he saw Phantom sliding his big hand over his cock, Wolf felt it in his balls. It didn’t take him long to reach his climax, and as soon as he was spent, he rolled to the side, kissing Reaper.

Phantom took his place, and Wolf leaned closer, whispering in Reaper’s ear. Telling her everything they were going to do to her. She came with a scream, and Phantom soon followed her over. They collapsed on the table, and Wolf was surprised it hadn’t collapsed under them.

Published by Tea Spangsberg

Tea is an Author who claims to be a Viking, but in reality she would suck at it as she get terribly seasick.

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