Quietly, he says,“Simon was a part of the attack; he was part of the team that tried to breach the side entrance. Piston’s team took him out. Cam is safe.”
Breathing out a sigh of relief, knowing that I don't need to worry about him coming after Cam.
“Thanks,”I say quietly back.
"Did you have anyone else inside Devil's Inferno other than Snake and Spot?"I ask her, wanting to know if I have any more moles that need dealing with.
Spot lost his life a few weeks ago at Blade's hands.
"No, they were it. I take it; they're both dead."
"Of course. We don't do well with traitors, Claire; they knew what’d happen if they got caught."She just looks at me, her eyes filled with pure hate.
"Well, Claire, it looks like our time together is over. You lose. We win.”I say with a massive smile on my face.
Turning to look at Flame. I ask him,“Would you like the honors?”
His face grows with a sinister smile. He doesn't say a word; he just walks towards Claire and crouches in front of her.
Once she's looking into his eyes, he says,“The only reason I'm making this quick is because you gave birth to Cam; he's mine and Wrath's son now. Not yours. We're going to make sure he never misses out on anything in life now that he's away from you. I hope you rot in hell with your father.”
Quickly standing, he slices her throat. We all watch as she gurgles out her final breath. Flame doesn't say anything to anyone as he walks out to go and clean up.
I feel like all the weight has been lifted off my shoulders; she's gone, and it's over. We can all move on with our lives and stop living in fear of what she might try next. I can't wait to tell Cam he's safe from her. I know, even though he hasn't said it, he was scared of her coming back, taking him away from us, and having to go back to being her punching bag. He never has to worry about that again now. Now he gets to be a normal kid and enjoy the rest of his childhood. Life's certainly looking up.
Chapter Forty-Two
Flame
It's finally over. The dark cloud's no longer hanging over our heads. I didn't realize how much stress I’d been feeling since all this began with Claire. Now we can go back to our regular lives. No more watching our backs for an attack coming from her. We can focus on Cam and building our relationship now that we're married. Yeah, it's exciting times.
Looking at Wrath lying on the bed. I immediately feel myself growing hard. He's lying on top of the covers, naked, playing with his dick. Now that's a sight I could get used to.
“What are you doing?”I ask as I walk towards him, just wearing my towel.
"Well, everything's been dealt with. We finally have some stress-free time together, and I've decided you’re going to come over here and fuck me. I’ve waited long enough. Now, husband, get the fuck here!”He shouts the last part at me.
I can't help the carefree laugh I release. I love this side of him; he’s no longer weighed down with worry and stress.
“Are you sure about this? I'm fine with you topping me, babe; I know you've never done this before.”I say, climbing on top of him, losing my towel in the process.
"Yes, I'm sure. I've never done this because you're the only one I've ever wanted inside of me. Now take me; I'm already prepped. I got bored while you were in the shower.”He gives me a cheeky wink.
Leaning down and kissing him lines our dicks up with each other. I can't help the moan I release into the kiss. Fuck, that feels amazing. We carry on kissing, grinding our dicks together in the process. It feels far too good. If we don't stop, I'm going to blow before I ever get inside of him.
Pulling back from the kiss, I ask,“Where's the lube?”
Putting his hand under the pillow next to him, he pulls out the lube, passing it to me. Quickly grabbing it from him, I flip the cap open before pouring some into my palm and rubbing it around my extremely hard dick. Holding eye contact with him, I push his legs back towards his chest so that I can line up with his hole and start to push in.
As I pop through the first ring of muscle, I stop because, fuck, he’s so tight. He looks like he's struggling. I know I need to give him a minute to relax and get used to the sensation. As soon as he nods his head, I continue to push my way inside him, not stopping until my balls are flush against his ass. I drop my forehead towards his; both of us are breathing hard.
“Move.”He whispers at me.
Slowly, I begin moving in and out of his tightness. I’m not going to last long at all. He feels amazing. Hot and tight. He fits me like a fucking glove.
Wrath’s moaning, but he's not in uncontrollable pleasure yet. I slightly change my angle, continuing to move in and out of him, and then I must hit his prostate, as he nearly flies off the bed.
“FUCK! DO THAT AGAIN!”He shouts.
