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Ember

It was just after midnight when I heard a bunch of motorcycles pull up in front of the clubhouse. I was already in my pajamas, lying in bed, but I rushed down the stairs anyway, anxious to see Colt. The other women were also making their way down. I had a feeling none of them had slept a wink either.

Right before I reached for the door, Meredith pulled me back, and I remembered our situation.

“It’s our guys,” she whispered, holding up her phone, “but you never know what’s going on. We wait for them.”

I nodded. I knew I couldn’t go outside since there was a possibility things still weren’t safe.

I moved back over to the stairs and sat on the steps next to Kate to wait, knowing there would be some sort of commotion from the guys guarding outside if we were in danger. The other old ladies and a couple of the older kids were milling about in the main area of the clubhouse.

As the voices drew closer, I recognized a few of them. A sigh of relief left me as the door opened. Stone was the first person to walk in. He glanced my way and gave me a small smile before continuing to the bar. The relief I felt quickly turned to anxiety, and I felt my heart drop to my stomach. Whatever happened tonight had these men looking like they’d been through hell. I held my breath as I waited for the next group to enter.

When Colt finally walked through the door, I jumped up to run to him, but he put his hands up to stop me. I was confused until I saw he was covered in blood. “Oh my god. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, babe. I’m going to go clean up. Viking wants to talk to you. After you’re done, come up and find me.” He gave me a sweet, chaste kiss on my cheek and turned to head upstairs.

I waited a few minutes, giving Meredith and Viking a few minutes of privacy before I went to speak with him. When I reached Viking’s office, I saw him sitting at his desk with his head bowed and fingers massaging his temples. Whatever happened tonight was weighing heavily on all of them.

“Ember, have a seat,” he directed when he saw me standing at the doorway.

“Everyone is kinda freaking me out. I know you can’t tell me what happened, but…”

“Sweetheart, listen. I’m going to tell you because it involves you. We took Torch out tonight. He was trying to work with the Phantoms, he wanted your brother out of the way, and he set up the hit that killed Fitz.”

I felt all of the oxygen leave my lungs. I couldn’t believe Torch was actually gone. Knowing I didn’t have to worry about James or Phoebe anymore was a huge weight lifted off of me.

“Thank you. Thank you for believing me, for keeping me and my family safe. I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you,” I said as I wrapped my arms around Viking’s neck. For a moment in time, it felt like I had my father here again and I loved Viking even more for it.

“I think we need to make a trip up to Reno. James deserves to know what’s been going on, but you can’t share that over the phone. How about me, you, and Colt ride up there next weekend?”

I agreed quickly. Even though I was beyond grateful to Viking for everything, I wanted nothing more than to go find Colt.

Viking must have sensed where my mind was as he gave me a kiss on the top of my head and said, “Go to him.”

I hurried up the stairs and let myself into Colt’s room. I could hear the shower running, so I stripped down and made my way into the bathroom. His head was bowed under the water, and I slipped in behind him.

He didn’t turn around, so I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my forehead on his back. “Are you okay?”

He spun around and held me close to him. “I am now.”

He tightened one arm around my waist while he lifted my chin with his other hand. “I love you, Ember.”

This moment felt like a dream, but the sincerity shining in his eyes told me this was very real. We may have taken the most difficult route back to each other, but it worked out exactly as it should.

“I love you, too.” I felt it all the way to my bones. This man had found a way to bury himself in my soul and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I grabbed the washcloth and lathered it up with his body wash. I took my time washing every inch of his body, admiring his gorgeous tattoos. The man standing before me, looking at me with so much love in his eyes, was everything I wanted and I could hardly believe he was mine.

As we stepped out of the shower, Colt began drying me off, taking the same amount of care with my body as I did his. He leaned forward and kissed me, and I could feel him pouring every bit of love he professed into that kiss. It made my knees weak, something I thought only happened in romance novels and fairy tales.

He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me over to the bed. Colt didn’t sleep here anymore, but the pillows and blankets still smelled like him, the sandalwood and citrus scent wrapping around me like a hug.

He laid me down gently, every movement slow and careful, savoring each moment. He lifted both of my legs, placing my feet at the very edge of the bed, exposing my pussy to him. He leaned forward and kissed his way up both of my inner thighs before he finally dragged his tongue slowly across my slit.

I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling his face closer to my center. His grunts of approval caused my hips to buck as I fucked his face, causing me to see stars when my orgasm hit me faster than I expected.

Not giving me much time to recover, Colt laid over me as he slowly slid inside of me. “I love you, Ember, and I’m never letting you go,” he said before devouring my mouth with his.

Everything about this moment was perfect. His loving words, the deep kiss I could feel in my soul, the slow movement of his body bringing me close to a second release.

He continued to move slowly, lifting one of my legs up higher on his shoulder, changing his angle just a bit. My moans started to get louder and if it wasn’t for him continuing to kiss me, I’m sure I would have woke up the entire clubhouse.

I could feel his tempo change just as his body went taut, and I let myself fall over the edge with him.

We stayed connected for a long time, neither of us having the energy to move. If I could choose to stay here forever, I would.

“I love you, Colt. I’ll always be yours.”