Gang wars, Hot guys and Guns

Chapter 6

God I felt like shit when I made my way downstairs next morning and my mood was made worse when I walked in to see just Christian sitting at the kitchen bench.

 He looked up giving me that hateful smirk I was really wanting to punch of his face “you look like shit Lana” I glared at him as I made my way to the coffee “yeah well you look like yesterday’s trash so I guess we are even” he shook his head grabbing my wrist and pulling me in between his legs “oh no baby I will say when we are even, now I fancy a good morning kiss and since Darla isn’t around I guess you will have to do.”

He grabbed my face pulling my lips down so he could press his against them; he smiled against them as he wrapped his hand in my hair deepening the kiss.

Someone clearing their throat had him releasing me and we both turned to the door to see my father standing there with his arms crossed across his chest “well I see that my youngest daughter has had a busy morning already” I couldn’t believe it my father one of the scariest men I knew was standing there with a small smile on his lips after watching one of his men kiss me his seventeen year old daughter.

Christian chuckled pulling me back against his chest his legs locking me in place “your daughter has had a very busy night and morning Malcolm.”

My father looked at me when I made a grunting noise “did you have something to say honey?” I nodded “yep I wasn’t the only one that had a busy night since Garcia was keeping Darla pretty busy last night.”

My father looked from me to Christian who still had his arms around me and seemed quit relaxed “really I thought you were on patrol until this morning?”

Christian leant his chin on my shoulder “I was but I think Darla was busy all last night with one of the others” I groaned as Christian made me feel stupid.

Christian gave a soft chuckle then turned pressing his lips to my cheek before saying quietly “got yah” I growled and struggled to pull away from him “fuck off Garcia” he hugged my waist tight then released me as he stood up to stretch, I watched as his shirt lifted up revealing his tight muscles and some of his tattoos.

His lips lifted into a smirk as he saw my eyes traveling his body “like what you see Lana?” I looked up to glare at him and spat hatefully “no I think that I have seen better bodies on pigs.”

My words just made him laugh before he grabbed my hand yanking me with him towards the door where my father still stood looking at us “forgive us Malcolm but your daughter has kindly offered to wash my back.”

Tugging on my hand I glared at my father when he started to chuckle “dad I did not offer to wash this assholes back or any other part of his body.”

My darling father bent down and whispered in my ear “have fun with him while you can baby girl we all know how long you have wanted him for.”

Blushing furiously at my father’s knowing look I dropped my head as Christian pulled me upstairs and into his room.

Closing the door Christian released me while he pulled his shirt over his head “still think pigs have better bodies then me baby?” I nodded not meeting his eyes “yes defiantly.”

He laughed as he unbuttoned his jeans pulling them and his boxers off “still think that baby?” I gulped then slowly nodded “y, yes” I choked out earning another laugh from him before he reached out hooking his fingers into my belt loops and pulling me into his now very naked body “baby you are such a liar.”

He pulled my shirt open his eyes looking over my body as he cupped my breasts between his hands “what is it with you not wearing underwear lately Lana?” I blushed and tried to wrestle my way out of his arms “get your hands off of me Garcia” I snarled trying to use my fists to hit him but he simply wrapped them in one large hand.