Page 36 of Colin (The Doherty Mafia)
Maybe there was nothing I could single handedly do against them. Maybe Chief was right too. I didn’t know what I was talking about.
Colin watched me intently, like he was waiting to see my next move.
I went up to him, bringing myself as close to him as possible without touching him.
“I’m sorry you lost your mother, I’m sorry she was murdered. I’m sure whatever you and your family did to avenge her death, they deserved it.” I kept my eyes focused on him, my chin up.
I wanted him to see that I supported him. I wasn’t going to squirm and run away like a pussy. I wanted Colin to trust me.
He waited a few beats before placing his hands on my hips and pulling me to him.
“There is nothing more important to us than family,” he continued. Our faces were just inches apart and his hot breath fell on my face. “I would do anything for my brothers, my sister and my father. He remarried a few years later, and because he loves my stepmother, she is family too. We will protect her with our lives.”
My throat felt raw while I stared at him, refusing to blink.
Nobody had spoken about me like that. My father had never vowed to protect us this way. I didn’t know what it felt like to have someone dedicated to me like that. To rely and trust somebody completely.
I had nobody.
“Your family is very lucky to have you,” I whispered hoarsely.
Colin stroked my hips lightly while he held me.
“I don’t have anything else to give, other than my loyalty,” he continued.
My nostrils flared as I tried to keep my emotions in check. Hot tears struggled to fill my eyes while I held them back. I wanted this. I wanted to be part of a family that would fight for each other to death. I wanted Colin’s loyalty—and I knew I would never have any of it. I’d never experienced it and I never would.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day, and now I want you to take me to bed,” I hissed.
I didn’t want to think about my fractures anymore because I knew I’d burst into tears. The last thing I wanted to do was show him my tears. I wanted him to keep thinking how little this affected me. That I’d be gone in a few days and never give him or this a second thought.
He smiled and grabbed my ass tightly, then pulled me up so he could kiss my lips.
“You’re such a good little wifey,” he groaned as he lifted me up in his arms, throwing me over his shoulder.
Twenty
Colin
I woke up another morning without a hangover fogging my brain.
It was strange that Marley and I had found ourselves in this mess because of our mutual unaddressed drinking problem—but ever since we started spending time together, we weren’t actually drinking as much.
I didn’t feel the need to numb my thoughts with alcohol as much anymore. And once she left and returned to her life? What then? Would I want it more?
What other destruction would I bring into my life once Marley was gone? Was it possible she was holding me together?
She woke up purring softly beside me and I grabbed her, pulling her on top of me. She giggled, pushing her long dark hair back and out of her eyes. She looked beautiful as she sat naked on top of me, her long smooth legs stretched out on either side.
I stroked her buttery pale skin, rubbing her knees and massaging her tiny feet.
She bit down on her lip and rolled her hips, making her big juicy tits bounce over me.
I had her in my bed all night, I was inside her, I possessed her over and over again and still, I wanted more. I couldn’t get enough of her and I was finally glad that she suggested coming to New York with me.
My wife.
This was the woman I ended up marrying.
“Do you have a busy day ahead of you?” she asked, stroking my chest with her fingertips.
I held on to her hips as she positioned herself on top of me, guiding herself down. When my cock thrust into her, we both groaned and she settled down.
“Or can I convince you to stay with me today?” she asked, her eyes narrowing seductively as she started moving.
I was rock-hard inside her, fucking her deep.
“You’ve convinced me,” I replied.
She laughed as she bounced, her hair flew everywhere over her shoulders. She started rocking harder, faster, grabbing her tits and tugging on her nipples. She rode me expertly, and it was like she already knew what moves that would make me come.
Within minutes I was close to coming.
Marley was the first to come and she shuddered and cried out my name, still riding me hard. Then I shot into her, my cum shooting deep inside her while I grabbed her tits and squeezed hard.
