Protecting His Forever (15 page)

“Sweetheart,” Chase drawls out before taking her into her arms and pulling her into his lap. He is furious. His face and body movements show everything. Her body shakes as she tries to control her emotions.

What kind of person hits a woman? Hurts a child? There is some fucked up people in this world. I will make sure my child will know how to defend herself. To never
ever
let a man lay hands on her or treat her poorly.

I want Arabella to fall in love with a man like Kane. Who is protective, caring, tender, and loves unconditionally. Kane would lay down his life for me. I love that man with every part of my being. No woman should have less than something like that. Kane is my soul-mate. I thought soul-mates where an illusion made up in fairy tales until him.

Looking at the playground, I see my mom holding Arabella behind her protectively. Dave stands in front of them both. Dave was staring at a truck parked in the parking lot. You can see the man inside and he has a gang symbol like my father and the guy that attacked me. The air rushes out of my lungs.

“No. No. No. No.” I mutter to myself. Turning to Kane, I smack his arm and point to Dave. He takes in the scene then jumps to his feet and runs over to them with me on his heels. Kane picks Arabella off the ground.

“Kane, I think we should go.” I whisper to him anxiously.

He nods his head and wraps his arm around me protectively. Shuddering I peek over at the truck that’s pulling out of the parking lot. I know in my gut that he was watching me. Kane leads us to the truck.

Kane helps me up and then buckles Arabella in. Leaning my head against the glass I try to relax. Kane slamming his truck door closed startles me. The leather seat creaks as he scoots over to me and takes me into his arms.

“It will be okay, sweetheart.” He presses his lips to my temple and takes my hand in his. He starts up the truck and we head for home.

Cameron

Get to the fucking bar now.

Throwing my phone in the floor board I peel out of the parking lot. I got caught watching her. Grinning in satisfaction. Good, she needs to be scared. That bitch got away from me years ago. Not anymore, she is MINE. She was mine before she met that big fucker.

The first time I saw her I knew she would have been mine. She was walking to class on the college campus. I’ll kill him for touching her, then I’ll beat the fuck out of her for being with another man.

The fucker was supposed to kidnap her and bring her to me. I didn’t expect for her to fight like that or that big fucker showing up. Taking my nails, I scrape them up my arm. I smile at the pain. Sydney is going to feel so much fucking pain. I got a bitch at home that will just have to do until I make her mine.

Slamming the door as I stalk into the fucking bar, pissed that I’m disturbed of watching Sydney. Spotting my dad, I walk up to him, “What the fuck is it, old man?” I ground out between my teeth.

“I need you to meet someone,” he tells me and nods toward the man standing next to him who has a gang symbol on his face like the rest of us. He’s based in another city. Arching my eyebrow, I turn around ready to go, I need to get back to Sydney. Not being close to her makes my skin crawl and my hands shake like a fucking meth head.

Walking towards the door, what he says next has me stopping in my tracks. “This is her dad. I just bailed him out of jail. You want that girl. Here is your help.” He says in a sing song voice.

“What?” I growl and turn around to glare at my father.

“He hates her fucking guts,” my father tells me with a smirk. Grinning, I turn to her father.

“She took my wife from me. She needs to fucking pay,” he roars in my face. Spit flies from his mouth.

“Once I have her. She will.” I can’t keep the grin off my face.

“Let’s get to planning then.” He grins sinisterly.

Sydney

Once we make it home, I take Arabella upstairs to change into some play clothes.

“Mommy?” Stopping, I turn around to look at her as I’m getting her clothes out of the closet.

“Yes, honey?” I walk over and bend down in front of her.

“Who was dat man?” she asks with her blue eyes full of fear.

“He was no one, honey.” I kiss her nose and slip her shirt over her head. Leaving her to play, I go join Kane in the bedroom. Spotting him sitting on the corner of the bed, I collapse on top of it, emotionally drained.

“Kane, I can’t stand the thought of putting you guys in danger.” My voice is muffled from lying face down on top of the bed.

“I love you, sweetheart. No more worrying about this. Let me worry about these things. This is my burden, not yours. Now go change.” He pulls me off the bed and smacks my ass as he pushes me in the direction of the closet.

Closing the closet door behind me, I quickly change into one of Kane’s long shirts and a pair of shorts. Walking back into the bedroom I see that Arabella has gotten my makeup and is putting it on Kane. Putting my hand over my mouth, I attempt to hold in my laugh.

Stepping forward, I hit my toe on the edge of the door frame, giving myself away. Kane turns around and his eyes are completely black with eyeshadow. I can’t hold it in anymore—I bend over laughing at him. He gives me a smirk and lets her finish putting makeup on him.

After he manages to get all the makeup off, we cuddle into bed watching TV. Arabella is lying on her belly in front of us watching
Frozen
.

“What kind of fucking show is this?”

Looking over at him shocked, I smack his chest. “Language!”

“She isn’t going to repeat shit. Right, Arabella?” He looks over at her.

She looks over at him innocently. “I’m not going to repeat shit.”

I giggle at him as he looks at her in astonishment. He grabs her feet and tickles them. “Otay, I give up.” She wipes tears away from laughing and goes back to her movie.

Kane grins from ear to ear. Taking his face in my hands, I pull him to me and give him a quick kiss. He grabs my hand and pulls me over his lap, my head hanging off the bed.

“What are you...?” I manage to get out before he starts tickling my sides and the back of my knees. Weird place to be ticklish I know, but I am. Thrashing my arms and legs, I try to get away.

“Get off of Mommy, Daddy.”

All thirty pounds of my little girl lands on my legs as she tries to tackle Kane, I’m assuming, but doing more damage to me. He falls over like she’s injured him.

“Okay, I give up. You’re too strong for me.” He holds the back of his hand to his forehead.

“That’s wight. You best be on good beehive, mister.” Wagging her little finger at him with a scrunched up nose. She is so stinking cute.

“Yes, ma’am.” He has his hands up in the air with a scared expression on his face. After she’s satisfied that he’s being good she crawls into my lap. “Mommy, can you read me a story?”

“Sure, baby girl.”

Grabbing my phone, I click the Kindle app.

“What do you want to read?”

“I want a story how you and daddy met.”

She cuddles against my chest and looks up at me with big blue eyes. Kane is staring at me with a small smile tugging at his lips.

“Once upon a time, a girl was shopping in the village when a bad man started to follow her. She was so scared. When she called her brother to come rescue her, he sent his best knight.”

“Daddy!” she pipes in.

“Yes, your daddy. He came out and saved her from those bad men. That’s the day that she knew your daddy would be a special part of her life. He saved the girl, and then they fell in love. Then we got the best present in the whole wide world.”

“What?” Excitement shows in her eyes.

“You, baby.” I tuck a stray hair behind her ear.

She points a finger to her chest. “Me?”

“Yes, you. You’re the best thing that ever happened to us.”

“She’s right,” Kane chimes in. Her head snaps over to look at him in. “You and Mommy mean everything to me,” Kane tells her again.

“Weally?” Her bottom lip starts to tremble.

“Yes, love bug.”

“I wuv you duys.” She quickly hugs me and then jumps into Kane’s arms. He closes his eyes and holds her close. He opens them a second later.

I mouth to him, “I love you.” He nods and mouths back he loves me in return.

Arabella stays in Kane’s lap for the next hour. She falls asleep, and he carries her to bed. He walks back into the room and locks the door behind him.
Oh, shit.
When he locks the door you know that shit is about to go down.

His clothes come off with each step he takes.

“Take your clothes off. Now,” he growls. I jump off the bed in a hurry. Kane jumps on the bed and lies on his back.

“Climb on the bed and place your knees on either side of my face.”

I give him a shocked look. “What?”

He gives me a sexy grin. “Do as you’re told, sweetheart.”

“You do know that I’m not good with orders, correct?”

“Get your ass up here, now!” he orders

“Jeez, okay, bossy much?” I strip off my clothes and lean on the front of the bed. Getting down on my knees, I lift one leg over so I’m completely bare and open to him.

“Now what?” I ask breathlessly. I can feel his warm breath on me.

“Ride my face.” He grabs my hips and slams my hips down on his face. His tongue instantly pierces my pussy. Throwing my head back, I moan. Instinctively, I move back and forth. His tongue flattens and strokes my clit.

“Holy shit!” I moan, and then I move again.

He takes my hips and moves them. He doesn’t need to show me twice. I start to move. I move my hips over his face and he takes everything I have. His moves his tongue with my movements. I bite my hand trying to control my scream as the powerful orgasm overtakes me.

My body goes limp as I fall over to the side of the bed with my body quivering with aftershocks. His tongue is magic.

“Wow, that was fucking hot,” I say breathlessly.

He flips me over so he is hovering over me and gives me that cocky smirk that is well-deserved. They should give him an award with a tongue like that. Leaning forward, I give him a deep kiss. His tongue swipes my lips. Groaning I take his lip in my mouth and bite down hard. He groans and wraps my legs around his waist, ready for round two.

His lips leave mine and trail down my neck. I can feel his breath on my chest and nipples. That makes them even harder, and before I can look down, he bites my nipple hard. Not to the point of pain, but the bite makes my back arch off the bed.

“Hang on, sweetheart. I’m going to fuck you. Hard. Place your hands on the headboard.

Hold on tight.”

Before I can reply, he slams into me. He stops for a second to let me adjust. Then he hammers into me. We have fucked before, but this is raw. Throwing my head back, I try to keep my scream at bay.

“Oh my God. Harder.” He does as he is told. He pumps into me impossibly harder.

“I’m coming,” I cry out. My body lifts completely off the bed. Kane pumps a few more times before he cries out his release.

He collapses on the bed on top of me. Our breathing labored. Kane lifts his head up and gives me a slow, sweet kiss.

We slip some clothes on and he unlocks the door. Lying flat on my back, Kane lays his head on my boobs. My hands run through his hair. He sighs and cuddles closer.

“Sydney?”

“Hmm?”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too, baby, so much.” Lifting my legs up I wrap them around him so I can hug him tighter to me.

Something pokes my nose and wakes me up. Opening my eyes, I see blonde hair flying in the air as she lays back down pretending to be asleep. Kane’s hand moves at my side letting me know he is awake. Closing my eyes, I pretend to be still sleeping. She touches my nose again. Opening one eye, I see she lies back down with her eyes covered. She thinks if her eyes are covered then her whole body is hidden. She giggles. This time I don’t close my eyes, but I move my head directly above hers. She moves her hands and sees that I caught her, squeals, and then slides off the bed.

Laughing, I collapse back onto the bed. Kane threads his fingers into my hair to give me a good morning kiss.

“Morning, baby,” he says again my lips.

“Morning.” I kiss his cheek before throwing the cover off me to track Arabella down.

“Wait,” Kane tells me and grabs my arm again.

Turning around, I look at him. A small smile tugs at his lips. “You’re beautiful, you know that?” He rubs his thumb on my cheek bone.

Blushing, I bite my lip. He chuckles and kisses my forehead. Sighing, I drag myself off the bed. Looking into Arabella’s bedroom I don’t see her.

The sinking feeling of her going outside shoots through me. After checking every single room upstairs, I run downstairs, frantically looking around the living room.

Don’t panic, Syd. She’s just hiding somewhere
: I tell myself as I walk into the kitchen. There she is. She’s sitting at the counter holding a bowl and spoon. Ready to help me make breakfast. Once my heart rate returns back to normal, I walk over to her.

She looks up and her smile lights up her chubby face, her blue eyes shining bright. The cutest little dimples pop out on both cheeks. She has come so far. The first couple of days when we got her, Kane and I walked on egg shells afraid something would set her off. She would wake us up screaming. For two whole weeks she had nightmares and they finally just stopped completely. We don’t find her in the closet anymore. I was so afraid that yesterday would set her back, but my strong baby girl is the same.

Someone is after me. I don’t think about it as much as I should. Kane has this way about him that makes you feel safe no matter what. His presence just being close I feel whole and safe. Arabella feels the same thing. You can see it on her face how much she cares about that man. I also love him with all my heart and soul. Arabella is my daughter, but she is a daddy’s girl all the way. Not that I blame her.

“Mommy, you gonna tome over?”

Arabella has her elbow propped up on the edge of the counter with a bored look on her face.

“Yes, love bug. I was thinking.”