I was finally home with all my boys and my girl. Right now I was in the shower. I felt the water run down my body, my muscles relaxing under the warmth of the water.
With my hands on the wall across me and my head looking above to avoid getting it wet, I thought back to the time when I almost got blasted into pieces by the bomb.
I thought back to the time when I went limp in Jer's arms and then I fell into a fucking coma for 5 years. I thought back to how my family was killed and no one survived but me. That too because Jer got me to the hospital on time. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't realise somebody had sneaked in the shower.
A pair of arms went around my torso. I didn't bother looking who it was. The hands moved down and down. I sucked in a breath when someone's lips wrapped around my dick. I groaned, but I kept my eyes closed. I took in everything. I needed this. I was craving for them all. And right now there two of them.
A pair of lips caught the most sensitive part of my neck and bit down making me moan a bit louder. I moved my head on his shoulders giving him full access.
Meanwhile my cock was enclosed with such warmth that I was soon hard and throbbing.
"Stop." I said in clear tone and they stopped instantly.
I closed my eyes instantly. I had missed this all. I had missed them. I had missed their touch. I was craving for them. But I have no idea what came over me.
Tears pooled my eyes and I lowered my head under the shower.
"Out." I spoke again but they didn't move.
"Please." I begged and I heard the footsteps retreating.
I was starting to feel dizzy. I almost fell, but a pair of strong hands and a deep voice told me I was fine.
"I've got you, love." My Killian.
Killian was and has been my go to person no matter what. He understood me unlike anyone. I never had to speak much. One look at him and he knew what I wanted to say or do. Just like now, how he came in at the right time.
He turned off the shower and helped me dry myself. I wore my boxers and then we both walked out. I didn't see that all were in my room. Killian helped get on the bed and tucked me in.
"I will get you some hot chocolate. And Gary can redo your bandages, yeah." He asked and I nodded.
Soft hands made their on my chest. I knew it was my girl. I pulled her to me and snuggled into her chest. My face was literally between her two tits. She smelled like me. I opened my eyes slightly to see her wearing my hoodie. I smiled to myself.
She didn't change. She still stole my hoodies and wore them. I made a note to buy more hoodies. I wear them a couple times and then leave them in the closet. Then she will sneak into my room and raid my closet.
I fell asleep to the rhythm if her heartbeats. Soon I was out and I felt the bed dip a couple times which meant everyone was here. I felt home once again. This was also my family and unlike the other, I would save this one at any cost. I only had to take back my position as the Pakhan soon as possible.
An hour or two later, I woke up and squeezed myself out of the bed and went down to the kitchen. I made us all some pasta, and then grabbed a glass of whiskey and went to the balcony.
Soon a pair of two strong arms held me by my waist resting their head on my shoulder. That woodsy forest scent. Killian.
"Hey," I greeted him and rubbed my head against his like a cat earning a small chuckle from him.
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