Valor

Chapter 25

*I didn't love writing this chapter because Mav is a lil bitch so be warned to roll ur eyes

Maverick

As I carry Lilah down the stairs, I can feel her heavy stare at me and damn if that doesn't puff up my ego.

I initially snuck into Lilah's room last night and watched her sleep to make me feel worse about what I had done. I deserved to wallow in my own saddnes. Color me surprised to see her beautiful eyes staring at me this morning.

I sure didn't expect her to come over to me like a seductibe angel and suck me off to an inch of my life. I've never felt like this before, but she brings out a side of me that I thought was long gone. I still feel like I have a lot of groveling to do, but it feels like to know that she tried to make me feel better. It says a lot about her personality.

We sit down at the table with some cereal and she digs in, probably starving. Those men no doubt starved her there, and I wish we had something else to give her but we're not exactly a cooking family.

As the word 'family' sits into my mind, I imagine what it would be like to have Lilah be a part of that.

I know Kai and Dame have staked a claim on her, but it won't stop me from marking her as mine. If they have a problem with that, too bad.

I didn't mind seeing her in bed with her, she feels comfortable with them–something I haven't been able to give her, but I plan on changing that.

The thing that scares me the most is I tend to be a little controlling. I've been told by my brothers that I call the shots and that's the end of it.

Do I will I was different? Absolutely, but it's that controlling nature that has protected my brothers. Now it's my job to protect her even if she is capable of doing it herself. She shouldn't have to. I want to be her protector, but it's not going to be easy for her to sit on the sidelines. I know Lilah, and she will sneak out to join us even if it means death.

I might have to chain her to my bed to make sure she stays in place. My mind like that idea almost as much as my cock does.

Who knew one taste of Lilah, one experience, would start a cascade of impending want. There is nothing I want more than to be close to her again, but I'm not sure if she is up to that now.

I mean she fucked Dame and aparently she fucked Kai. Fucking idiot never said anything but I can understand him. He probably felt like he was on cloud nine while the rest of us were wallowing about our loss of her.

Bastard knew it would fuck us up. Now that I know Kai and her have fucked, I know he will never let her go.

Until death will they part. It's romantic in a psychotic whay when you think of who Kai actually is. I'm actually not sure if he means his own death or the death of his enemies.

There is something about Lilah that I itch to ask. I know she must have gone through some shit based on how her flashback affected us. I mean she wanted to kill herself than go back to some unknown man. What I thought was a simple rape turned out to be much more.

The scars I saw on her body as we were cleaning her last night shocked the living daylight out of me. These cuts weren't ones that came from a simple scalpel, or a surgery.

Those came from someone butchering her until they could get past her exterior and into her interior. The muscles of her body, the organs, were scarred. Those weren't even the worst. She had year old healed burns over her torso and the top of her legs along with a multitude of cigarrete burns over her pussy and legs.