“Not ever,” he finally replied, pushing to fingers inside me, twisting them to stretch me.

  “Zane,” I sighed on a moan, spreading my legs further.

  Beneath me, I felt his cock grow hard through his sweats.

  I reached back, feeling the solid outline and making my way beneath his waistband as his fingers worked.

  “You’re fucking dripping already, princess,” he mumbled, kissing the side of my neck as he added a third finger.

  I whimpered, slightly lifting my hips. Pulling his cock free, I shoved his arm, forcing his fingers out of me so I could flip around. I grinned at the surprise on his face as I lowered my face between his thighs, sucking his cock into my mouth.

  I’d never done this before—but how hard could sucking dick be? It turns out, it’s a vigorous workout for one's jaw.

  The few curses he let slip as I took him down to the back of my throat, pulled out, and teased his piercing with my tongue, repeatedly. I think I did fine.

  He grabbed a fistful of my hair, taking control and forcing me to bob and down—fucking my throat.

  I gagged, and he thrust himself deeper, a masculine moan sending a rush of fluid right between my legs.

  I gripped his thigh with one hand, and his saliva slickened base with the other, jerking him while he thrust. I’d intended to swallow every bit of come that shot down my throat.

  He ripped me away by the roots of my hair and forced me onto my back before I could fully swallow. My roots tingled from the sharpness of his grip.

  He didn’t let them go as he lined himself up and slammed inside me. I swallowed a hiss of pain, expelling it on a moan as he ground his hips against mine, settling as deep inside my pussy as he was able.

  He didn’t give me any time to adjust, driving me into his mattress with every thrust.

  I would never get over the stretch, the delicious burn as he roughly took me—the overwhelming sensation as he filled me to capacity and fucked me as if he hated me.

  The way his muscles flexed beneath my fingertips had me digging my fingers into his back. A hand wrapped around my throat, grip growing tighter as I told him to fuck me harder.

  “You’re mine,” he growled in my ear, reaffirming what I had come to accept already. His piercing began to hit my G-spot, and his name became an uninhibited moaned chant.

  He braced his arms on either side of my head, and I wrapped my legs around him. We stared at one another the feeling inside my chest doubling.

  The orgasm was unexpected, sweeping over me as his cock bottomed out. I became limbless under him, letting him do whatever he wanted until he finished, cock buried fully inside me.

  I needed to get on some contraceptive since he didn’t seem inclined not to make babies.

  He didn’t pull out, turning onto his side instead and taking me with him.

  I shut my eyes, taking a few minutes to get my bearings. “I’m going to miss you,” I boldly stated, finding myself right where we started, him hovering over me between spread thighs.

  “Don’t miss me, miss us.”

  I popped my eyes open.

  “Is there a difference?”

  “Yes, missing me implies you’re the only one doing it. Missing us should let you know I’ll miss you too.”

  That was an odd way of putting it. I wasn’t entirely sure it made sense, but his words made my heart swell nonetheless. And that felt so good right then.

  I knew without him I’d be back to reality. Cameron would still be in a coma. Nyx would still be an almost completely different person. Bella would still be haunted by memories only she could see. And Ace and those kids were still missing, along with Darrian.

  “Is it about her?” I quietly asked. He’d told me his full story, not leaving out anything. It was amazing what you could learn about someone in forty-eight hours.

  I knew his little brother was sixteen—just two years older than Bella. And I knew about Darrian.

  “Yes and no. Yes because she is someone who would search for me. No, because the only woman I see is right underneath me. I wouldn’t do that to you no matter how badly I wanted you to hurt.”

  I nodded, placing my hands on his shoulders. We needed to work on that hurting me thing. He slowly lowered his mouth and kissed me, softly for once. I knew it was his way of saying a temporary goodbye, but I wanted to be with him always—funny how that worked out.

  I moaned contentedly when he began to move inside me again, my pussy contracting around him as he grew hard again. I held onto him, wondering in the back of my mind when I would see him again, holding back from saying something that might send him running in the opposite direction.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Viginti Tres

  I shoved another shirt in my bag, forcing the zipper up.

  Meg hovered about, trying to make me take every meal imaginable. I could hear Maliki across the hall getting his shit together. Trix should be doing the same, Greer too.

  Running a hand through my hair, I heaved a sigh and brought my boot up to lace it. It’d been the longest three weeks of my fucking life. I felt like I was going through Savage withdrawal.

  I got too accustomed to having my princess right beside me twenty-four seven.

  Fucking incredible how quick a mindset could change when you got to know a person. Her apology for what happened to my parents was still fresh in my mind. Not something that needed to be done, I’d be apologizing to the world for my fucking parents' mistakes if that were the case.

  Hearing a heavy knock from the front room, I grabbed my bag and carried it down the hall.

  “You good in there?” I called to Maliki on my way past.

  “Yeah, ready,” he swung his door open and shuffled into the hall with his bags.

  The bang came again followed by a voice this time.

  “Who is that?” Maliki asked, trailing after me.

  At least he looked remotely interested in something. Maliki had always been a bit more fucked up than me in general; he just hid it extremely well. After what he’d been doing to the chicks in his room lately, I was giving him plenty of space to work out his shit.

  “Fuck if I know.”

  Meg shuffled out of the kitchen, and I waved her off. “I got it.”

  Tossing my bag down, I walked over to the door and peered at the screen Gizmo had installed to see outside.

  What the fuck were they doing here?

  I cranked the handle, pushed down, lifted, and then swung the heavy door open, coming face to face with Addie’s father.

  “Oh, wow,” came from behind him followed by a light smack.

  “Is there a particular reason your ass is at my door?”

  How the fuck did he even get up here in one piece? As soon as I asked I saw em. The black-robed fuckers, but there were only two. This guy had balls almost as big as mine for pulling that off.

  “I like him already, Rome.”

  Damn, was this Addie’s mom? She looked nothing like Addy except the long ass hair and that angelic shit they had going on. Bella, on the other hand, was a carbon copy of this woman.

  Could definitely see the appeal.

  “You’ve already stared at her for two seconds too long you little shit.”

  “Rome. You can play nice or go wait your ass in the car.”

  He glared at her, as she shoved past him, a smug grin when she did the same to me.

  “You never get used to that. You just have deal with their fucked up antics,” he stated, pushing past me.

  “Come right the fuck in then,” I dryly stated. I’d been ready to knock his ass over the banister. Addie’s mom seemed okay though, considering.

  “You know both of you fucked my mom?” I checked after Nyx’ clone stepped past me with a giant motherfucker at her back.

  “Yeah, bit strange isn’t it, Rome?” she smiled at him wide. He didn’t return it, shaking his head at her with a muttered, “Can’t take your ass anywhere.”

  “You boys going somewhere?” Grimm asked, his dark eyes landing on the duffel bags.

  “Nah, we just toss our shit in bags when we get bored,” Maliki lazily replied.

  As if they realized he was in the room for the first time they all turned to look at him.

  “Ohhh, you’re goin be trouble,” the woman with all the daisy tattoos intoned. He stared at her a second before diverting his gaze to me.

  It was strange as fuck being in the room with the man responsible for my father’s death. And indirectly my mothers’, oddly enough I didn’t feel rage towards any of them.

  Maybe it was me coming to the realization not only were we aligned now, but his son was also something almost like a friend, and I wasn’t my fucking father at the end of the day.

  More importantly, his daughter was rapidly becoming the sun in my fucking sky. Cheesy, I know. That’s where I was at though.

  “I was here to thank you for saving our nephew. His father would have come but he isn’t able to leave the compound right now, but he’s more grateful than you could imagine, Blue too.”

  Damn, this was the last thing we ever expected.

  “I’m a terrible man, but I would do anything for my family.”

  “The best man.” His wife was quick to correct, stepping under his arm.

  It was almost like seeing my future self with his daughter, which was weird as fuck. I knew he was including her in that family part.

  “You don’t need to thank us. He’s a good guy,” Maliki spoke up again.

  “Yes, he is,” Grimm replied, staring him down. “And the other one needs to be put down.”

  “Oh, I know that’s right,” Trix's voice floated out from the hall.

  I ignored her eavesdropping, not one bit shocked at his declaration. The Savages were into a lot of strange shit, but their loyalty to one another ran deeper than blood, just like the Venom.

  “You want us…?” I probed.

  “Get off your asses and get to our compound. Addy and Nyx are heading off on a manhunt and looks like the two of you are too. Two plus two,” Cali stated, using my damn analogy against me.

  Wait.

  “Just the two of them?”

  Romero smirked, telling me that wasn’t fucking likely. I assumed Addy and Nyx didn’t know that.

  I looked over at Maliki. He shrugged, his way of saying he didn’t care either way.

  “Fuck,” I sighed.

  “Do we need to discuss what happens if you break my baby girl’s heart?”

  It came from Addie’s mom; I’d expected it from her father.

  “I already heard that from Luce.”

  “My boy,” she smiled to herself.

  I was slightly confused if I was being fucking honest— as to why these people seemed so okay with me being with there daughter.

  “It happened to all of us—things that shouldn’t have been, but are,” Grimm stated, nodding to Nyx’ mom, right on board with my thought process.

  “So how did you know we were leaving?” Maliki asked them.

  Romero and Grimm shared a knowing glance before replying with a simple, “We were you.”

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Viginti Quattuor

  It had been three weeks.

  That wasn’t that long, but when you were stuck in a zombie land, it was.

  The morale at the compound was at an all-time high even as acolytes were being tested left and right, followed, and taken out at the slightest signs of deceit.

  A new batch was coming in.

  The senior acolytes were more hostile towards those they didn’t trust, resulting in a total of six deaths.

  Dad didn’t care. He wanted anyone faulty gone.

  I think they sensed something big was happening just like everyone else did.

  Speaking of my father, he spoke to me as he always did, but I couldn’t help but feel our relationship had shifted, not exactly in a bad way.

  His awareness of the alliance and my relationship with Zane had yet to be discussed; I was walking on pins and needles for that bomb to drop.

  A knock sounded on my door as I bent to grab some more socks from my dresser.

  “Come in!” I called, turning to my gear bag.

  The heavy footsteps let me instantly know this was a man. Fluttering erupted in my stomach, my mind already knowing who I would find behind me.

  “Aren’t you going to ask who it is?” His husky voice sent a tingle of excitement down my spine.

  “What are you doing here?” I forced myself to be calm, slowly turning around.

  He raised his brows and used his boot to kick the door shut.

  “That really how you’re gonna greet me?”

  “I want to know why you’re here.” I crossed my arms and waited, fighting my every reflex to launch myself at him. How could he look so good? Had it only been three weeks?

  “Your dad told me what you thought you were going to do. I was going to do the same thing; I figured we should do this together.”

  “This is what you were telling me about weeks ago?”

  I started to go to him.

  “We got a lead.”

  So did we.

  “Why not take me with you from the beginning?” I stopped in front of him.

  “Because you’re the only pure thing I’ve ever been given, and I can’t think about anything happening to you.”

  Did he call me pure?!

  “Nothing is going to happen to me, Zane. I am not a fragile girl.”

  “It wasn’t about that. I know you’re not weak. It’s just going to take some time to adjust to all of this—us.”

  He still didn’t attempt to touch me, so I wrapped my arms around his neck.

  “All we have is time. Empires aren’t built in a day.”

  He grinned and shook his head. “Actually we don’t have time, we have ten minutes,” he slid his hands to just beneath my ass and lifted me up, wrapping them around his waist.

  “What are you doing?” I laughed.

  “Told you,” he dropped me on my bed. “We have ten minutes,” dragged my shorts down my legs. “Your dad gave me fifteen, and we just wasted five.”

  My Dad!

  “Do you have a death wish?”

  “No, I have a hard dick.”

  I couldn’t help but laugh at that.

  He pulled his cock out and placed himself between my legs, glancing between them as he swiped the tip up and down my slit. “You get so wet for me,” he smirked, flexing his hips and easing inside me.

  I bit my lip to suppress a moan, keeping my arms around his neck.

  “Fucking gorgeous,” he murmured, kissing the tip of my nose. I gripped his perfect toned ass and pulled him deeper, wrapping my legs around his waist.

  He made perfect use of every minute he had. We bit and sucked at one another, having the same need to feel one another. His cock filled me up entirely, creating a deep suctioning sound every time he thrust.

  “Harder,” I demanded.

  “Your pussy is paradise,” he soughed, fucking me faster.

  The sweat and muffled moans wrapped us until the pressure inside me unexpectedly burst, sending heat rushing up and down my spine as I contracted around his dick, he followed a few thrusts after, digging himself deeper into my pussy.

  “Damn I can’t wait to wake up to this every morning,” he groaned and kissed my forehead.

  “Oh, is that all?” I teased on a shallow breath.

  “No,” he murmured. “I can’t wait to wake up beside my queen, knowing exactly who she is.”

  I smiled so big I think my cheekbones cracked.

  I could work with that.

  Epilogue

  It was almost the same scenario.

  Minus a certain redhead that tried his best to make everyone smile. He had yet to open his eyes. At this point, no one knew if he was going to ever wake up again.

  Trix drove us away from the compound, leaving behind one aunt who was broken-hearted, another who was doing her best to be positive.

  Nyx bike was with us this time, but I wasn’t entirely sure where she was. I could see her, but I didn’t think my best friend was in there anymore.

  There was a new guy with us bringing our total to six with Luce running coordinates.

  I sat beside my Zane, hand resting in his.

  This was our thing now, no matter how bad one of us may have fucked up with the other—because we were realistic enough to know there was so much to learn about who he was, and who I was.

  This simply meant we wouldn’t let go. Our story was just beginning, and we had no way of knowing how it would end.

  He was a ruthless villain, a meshuggener. A barbaric royal, unlike anything you would read about in the olden fairytales. We were one and the same yet so different—Savage and Venom.

  One day he would be a king. I would be a queen. And now I was his, and for better or for worse, he was mine. When this was over, we would be legends.

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