Kennedy's Redemption (The Protectors 3)

“I wanna see,” she whispered.

Without letting go of her, Creed undid the knot in the tie with his teeth. She watched as it slinked down her chest to land just above Linc’s pelvis as he rocked in and out of her. Finally picking up the pace, he rubbed against something inside her that had her arching her back in pleasure.

She was so close to coming she could feel it. Her muscles started to tense up, her eyes rolled in the back of her head, and when Linc leaned up clasping one nipple between his teeth lightly and flicking it with his tongue, she went off.

Her entire body lit up. If she’d been able to open her eyes she could have sworn she shot electricity through her fingers, her pleasure was so intense. She let out a loud scream as Creed started pumping faster inside her ass.

They were in sync now, pumping into her at the same time and all she could think was if it were any more intense she’d pass out. When she felt Linc start to grow thicker inside her, she clamped down on him and started to grind between them, mimicking their movements. As Linc began to come, he sucked her entire breast into his mouth, or he tried to.

He was sucking so hard she came again. Smaller but no less pleasurable. Eyes closed, she leaned back against Creed where he latched onto her neck, sucking as he growled his release into her.

When all was said and done, they collapsed in a heap on top of Linc. Which made her wonder if he was still alive from their combined weight just as he wheezed out, “It’s cool, guys. No need to breathe down here.”

She could feel Creed’s silent laughter at his brother while she tried to push up against him, but he wasn’t moving until he was good and ready. It wasn’t long before she was sleeping. Only waking when they pulled out of her to whine, “Don’t leave me.”

“Not in this lifetime,” Creed vowed.

“Never,” Linc promised.

Twenty-Three

They’d spent the better part of the night watching Kennedy sleep after they’d knocked her out with pleasure. The way she’d accepted them both into her body was amazing and left Creed breathless with his love for her.

They’d never really been sure they’d ever find a woman who was willing to share what they wanted and needed for a lifetime. And when they finally found a woman who might be ok with it, she was so broken he’d been terrified they would never make it to this place they were in now.

But she was magnificent. She still had things to work through and they hoped to be with her every step of the way. The moment she woke up, she’d begged and pleaded with them to take her to get the tattoo she’d been talking about. So there they sat, in the waiting room of Lock & Key tattoo parlor where Emily had gotten her very first tattoo done the day they were taken.

It was the first of two or three appointments she would need to finish the piece. Today was just the outline and shading; next time would be coloring. The following time would be any touch ups that needed doing. She’d wanted it to be a surprise for him and Linc so they sat waiting while some woman had their hands on her.

It was their one stipulation; she wouldn’t be getting it unless it was a woman. They’d been in luck because they had a female artist start a few months ago.

Two hours later, the artist came out telling them to come see. Getting up, they followed her to the room Kennedy was in lying on the table with a huge smile on her face and tears in her eyes.

“You ok, Sunshine?” he immediately asked. The artist laughed as Kennedy said to her, “Told you so,” with a smirk on her face now.

“Told her what?” Linc asked the question on his mind just as she stood up, showing them the outline of her tattoo.

Two water lilies with vines attaching them in swirls around her back. They looked amazing. The detail alone was a work of art, but what stole his attention were the words.

Sunshine on her right shoulder.

Strength in the middle on her left side.

Survivor at the bottom along the top of the vine, kissing her hip.

“Fucking gorgeous,” Linc told her in awe. His sentime

nts exactly. Their woman was all of those things.

The Sunshine to their dark.

The Strength of their hearts.

The Survivor for their souls.

Epilogue

Dear Diary,